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Then he moved his thumb up and down on her clit and she screamed as her body shattered around him, wave after wave of powerful orgasm erasing everything in her mind to leave her void, panting and weak as she rested her face on the bed.
“Now I will take you, my beautiful Draekarra.” He removed his hands from her flesh and the throbbing, hot tip of his cock came to rest at her entrance. He didn’t pause, didn’t wait for her body to accommodate him.
Fedryc pushed inside her in a rough, hard thrust, seating his cock deeply as his balls swung and hit her still throbbing clit. He didn’t wait. He pulled back completely, then pierced her again and again as she braced herself on the bed, her hands now folded into fists and her body filled to capacity by his long, thick shaft.
This was a raw possession, meant to tame her at her very core. And even if she had wanted to stop it, she wouldn’t have had the strength to resist the power of the sensations that built anew in her body, radiating from her sex as Fedryc mercilessly pounded into her.
The sound of flesh on flesh filled the room, soon met by Marielle’s rising moans. The volume of her voice increased as Fedryc thrust faster, his cock growing harder, bigger, as his own release neared.
She gasped for air as sensations overwhelmed her, bringing her closer and closer to a second, mind-shattering release. Then, like he sensed she was ready, he sent her over the edge of rapture when he flicked her clit with his index finger, then rubbed it in circles. She cried out, her head thrown back, her eyes shut as violent bursts of pleasure shook her, long and deep.
Fedryc roared at her back, pushing deep inside her one last time. The heat of his semen filled her as he came, filling her up until she stopped screaming. When his own release was finished, he paused for a while, his hand running over her back as she straightened, her hands still braced on the bed, then he pulled out of her.
Fedryc gathered Marielle into his arms, then laid her down in the bed, pulling the heavy blanket on top of her. After a few seconds, she turned to see him watching her.
“What?” The corners of her lips lifted in a smile.
“I just have trouble believing that I found you.” He smiled, but it was tainted with sadness as he climbed into bed with her. “You are too wonderful to be true, my Draekarra.”
Marielle chuckled as Fedryc nestled her against his body. Sleep washed over her as she cozied up to the man who had become her only source of safety. The man who was the only one to ever truly care for her.
Tomorrow, she would worry for Devan and Rela.
But tonight, she slept with Fedryc, and there was no one else in the world.
Chapter 19
Marielle woke up basking in warmth and comfort. Her eyes fluttered open and she found herself staring at the two most beautiful silver eyes she had ever seen. They took her breath away and she had to force her throat to swallow. Even now, Fedryc looked like a God’s idea of perfection made male. His angular face was shaded by the early morning’s shadow, and his mouth was relaxed, without the constant tension of the days before. This was not the High Lord of Aalstad; not the Draekon, all powerful atop a beast of nightmares. This was a man who looked at her with tenderness and warmth.
She reached up and traced the lines of his jaw.
I love you.
The thought blindsided her because it was the truth. She wasn’t sure when, but she had fallen in love with Fedryc Haal, High Lord of Aalstad. The feeling twisted in her guts and the smile faded from her lips. Because, in a way, despite all that had happened to her before, she had never been so scared. She was scared down to the pit of her stomach, right down to that tiny, closely locked door inside herself she always kept shut off. She was petrified by the intensity of her feelings and the implications they would have on the rest of her life.
Fedryc held her gaze, like he understood how terrified she was by her own feelings, then he bent and kissed her, gently but firmly, until her fears melted away and all she could feel was the warmth of his skin all the way to her heart. Then he broke the kiss and rested his forehead against hers.
“I love you, Marielle Jansen, to the Night Lands and further.”
“I love you too, Fedryc Haal.”
They stayed together like that, breathing each other’s presence like it could shield them from the horrors of the world around them. Like they could erase the pain and fear just by holding on to each other.
Then a curt knock at the door had Fedryc sighing with resignation.
“Do you have to go?” She knew he did but she couldn’t help it. “Stay, just a little longer.”
“I would stay if I could.” He pulled away and kissed her lightly on the nose. “Henron’s scouts were due back from patrol this morning, but they never returned.”
Marielle swallowed, then nodded.
He pulled himself out of bed and stood there, fully naked. His broad back was beautiful and muscular, and his buttocks were round and firm.
“I can feel you staring at my ass.” Fedryc chuckled as he grabbed a clean shirt from the wardrobe.
“I only wish you’d come back to bed with me.” Marielle forced the joking tone into her voice.
“Be careful what you wish for.” He turned his head sideways and sent her a wicked grin as he pulled on his shirt and riding pants. “I might come back and never let you get up again.”
