Page 156 of Dawn of Chaos and Fury
“Don’t you dare touch what’s mine, Tessa,” he snarled, smoke accompanying his exhale as the dragon in his soul strained, more than ready to take.
“Luka, please,” she said, tipping her head back in frustration.
“What happened to making you suffer?” he mocked, working his palm over the head of his dick. “Tell me about this open-ended opportunity.”
She bit her lip, and he was so godsdamn close to just hauling her up and sinking into her. He’d spent the last weeks in his cave doing everything in his power to deny himself and her, and while she was suffering, so was he.
“Tell me, Tessa,” he ordered. “Or I’m finishing on you instead of in you, and you’ll be left wanting.”
Her eyes flashed to his. “You wouldn’t.”
His smile was cruel. “I liked seeing myself on your tongue. You think I wouldn’t like it just as much seeing myself on your skin? I would absolutely leave you wanting, and I’d make sure Theon didn’t come to finish the job.”
She scowled up at him. “Asshole.”
“Brat.”
She ground her teeth, shifting in the armchair and rubbing her thighs together. So needy and wanting andfuck.
“Tell me, Tessa,” he barked.
“I only agreed once I knew the Mark could be added to,” she blurted, watching him as if he was going to rebuke her.
“What do you mean, added to?”
“I’m not… I’m different,” she said, and that neediness was turning into something else.
Something he didn’t like.
Uncertainty.
“I’m wild and untamed. I’m an imbalance,” she went on. “But with you—and him—I can breathe. I can sleep. I’m not so uncontrollable when you’re both… It’s unconventional, I know,but I need you both. I can’t fight it anymore. And if that was something you eventually wanted…”
She trailed off, shrugging a shoulder as she turned her head to look away from him. His hand had stilled, dropped to his side as he stared at her. Her stipulation to becoming Theon’s wife was that…she could be his too? If that was something he wanted?
A cry of surprise came from her as he hauled her up, back out of the chair, and spun her around as he sat back on the edge of the bed. He couldn’t risk the healing of his wings, so this would have to do for now. Pulling her back onto his lap, her back against his chest, he spread his legs wide, forcing hers wide in turn. He pushed on her back, making her lean forward some as he used his other hand to line his cock up with her more than ready center.
He thrust up as he pulled her down, sliding into her with one quick move. Hot and tight and godsdamneverything.
“Fuck,” he growled, and she made a sound as she reached behind her, grappling for something to hold on to.
“Please, Luka,” she gasped, but he was already moving.
Gripping her hair once more, he pulled, forcing her to arch her neck back so he could taste her as he pulled out and thrust deep once more. Something between a sigh and a whine came from her, her fingers twisting in the bed covers.
“More. Please,” she moaned.
She didn’t need to ask twice. It was hard and fast. A clear fucking as much as it was a reclaiming. Her head fell back against his shoulder, and he let her take over sliding up and down his cock as she took from him. His hands roamed, fingers tracing down her sides, up the planes of her stomach, between her breasts. His lips never stopped exploring her neck, biting and sucking.
And when he felt her tightening around him, he stood, pulling out and ignoring her disgruntled growl. He was already twisting them around, pushing between her shoulder blades, and forcing her chest to the bed. Kicking her feet wider, he sank back into her, thrusting deeper and harder.
She buried her face in the blankets, trying to muffle her moans, but he wanted to hear every sound. Gathering her hair in a hand, he pulled, making her back arch as she pushed back against him.
“Yes,” she chanted. “Yes, yes, yes.”
He leaned down as he continued to pump into her, making sure she could hear him when he said, “Never tell me you are too wild, too untamed, or too uncontrollable again. Do you understand?”
Tessa only moaned, her arms stretched out above her head as she clenched the comforter in her fingers.
