Page 56 of Dark Prince's Captive

He walks while still kissing me senseless, but not to the bed as I expected.As I want him to.Instead, he enters the cleansing room.The pool is already filled with water.He must’ve done that with his mind even as we were making out.

Understanding dawns when he ends the kiss and carries me into the water.He wants to wash the blood away.The color isn’t clear as when I take a bath but cloudy, and that distinct scent of milk and honey hangs in the air again.

The water is warm and inviting, soothing me in a relaxing way without making me sleepy like the first time.

“Why am I not falling asleep?”I ask.“The water smells and looks the same as it did the day you brought me here, yet I’m not lethargic.”

“The smell and color are due to the healing salts that are added,” he says in a rough voice.“Last time, Gaia also mixed in a salt that induces deep sleep.It was necessary in order to heal you.I didn’t want you to suffer through that.”

The consideration makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside, which is a huge contrast to how petrified I was when I thought he was going to drown me.

He sits on the built-in bench and arranges me on his lap so that I’m straddling him.His cock is trapped between us, a hot, velvety, iron-hard pressure against my belly.The crest is visible in the milky water where it’s resting against his stomach, reaching his navel.I have a sudden urge to taste him, to slide to my knees and take him in my mouth.

Before I can act on the impulse, he claims my lips in another brutal kiss.Weaving my hands through the thick, soft strands of his hair, I hold on tightly as I seek the friction I need by grinding myself on the hard length of his cock.He grips my short hair in a fist in turn, tearing his mouth from mine to tilt back my head and stare into my eyes.

“Mate,” he says, the single word infused with possession, desire, and an unmistakable warning.

My mind catalogues all those nuances, but they’re just information I store away.They don’t affect me one way or another.Their meaning doesn’t come through.I can only focus on soothing this ache, this growing need.

“You’re killing me,” he says with a clenched jaw as I move up and down, working toward a reward I need more than air.

Tears sting my eyes as he pulls hard on the roots of my hair, trying to get across some message.

“You’re not coming like this.”His voice is hoarse.Rough.“You’ll come with my cock inside you, so if that’s not what you want, you’d better stop now.”

That sounds so right.What I need.What I want.I lift higher onto my knees until the broad head nudges my opening.

“Dragons,” he bites out, staring at me as if he’s in pain.

I move down, letting that thick crown part my folds.

Oh, how deliriously delicious.

A voice at the back of my head warns me to go slowly—no, to stop—but it’s like background noise.Inconsequential.

I see his intention in his eyes, in the way the silver darkens to molten pools of charcoal and in the calculation that settles in their depths.A huge pull fills my entire being, compelling me to rush to the end, to a necessary completion.

Just as I’m about to take that plunge, Aruan tenses.The killing rage from earlier replaces the lust-crazed, predatory look in his eyes.It sobers me somewhat, pulling me from a deep, almost drug-induced state.

I gasp as I take in our positions, how vulnerable I am.It will only take a single tilt of his hips to spear his cock into me.I’m not even sure I can take him.

I hold perfectly still, my V-card, my life, and everything else hanging in the balance.What the fuck is wrong with me?What was I about to do?

That look that warned me we’re not alone has pulled me back to the present and not a minute too soon.Not to mention that for all I know, there’s a freaking Phaelix creeping up on us.Our lives could’ve been in danger while I wasn’t thinking straight.

Aruan yanks me down into the water.My ass lands on his thighs, my legs dangling over his.

“Bad timing?”a man asks with a teasing laugh.

As Aruan’s reaction already warned me that we have company, I don’t give a start, but it’s still an unpleasant sensation.

I twist my neck to look over my shoulder.

Vitai enters the room, an amused grin splitting his face.“If I’d known you were busy, I would’ve waited, but Kian said it was urgent.”He stops at the side of the pool and stretches his neck to peer at the wound on Aruan’s shoulder.“That’s a nasty cut.I’m afraid it’s too deep to wait.I’d better close it up.You’ll have to finish what you’ve started later.”

“By dragon, brother,” Aruan says, his fingers digging into my sides.“I have a good mind to kill you.I told Kian I didn’t need help.”

Vitai straightens with a chuckle.“You have a strange way of showing your gratitude for my services.”

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