Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 120974 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 605(@200wpm)___ 484(@250wpm)___ 403(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 120974 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 605(@200wpm)___ 484(@250wpm)___ 403(@300wpm)
I remember the sight of myself, kneeling on the platform as the Drake mounted me from behind and shiver with a mixture of fear and uncertainty…and could it also be lust I am feeling? I just don’t know.
“Not exactly.” Valen frowns. “Remember I told you that not many of my people are able to do a partial Shift and let part of their Drake come out while the rest of their body remains human?”
“I remember.” I nod. “Go on.”
“Well, there is one body part that all males of my people can perform because it comes naturally to them,” he explains. “The shaft—the cock. All males can let that part of their Drake come out when they need to…but they only need to when they’re Bonding a woman to them.”
I can feel my eyes getting wide at this.
“But…but he’s so much bigger than you are down there!” I protest. “And you’re not exactly small to begin with.”
“I know,” he says, frowning. “Fuck—I know it’s scary, baby.”
I think of the monstrous club of flesh between the Drake’s legs. I’m sure Valen can scale it down some, but it is still twice as big as his own equipment and I’m still a little achy from having that in me not so long ago.
“When would you have to Shift?” I ask. “I mean, when would you let that part of him out?”
Valen takes another deep breath.
“In order to Bond you to me, I have to come in you first myself…and then Shift inside you and let my Drake do the same.” He tilts my chin up and looks into my eyes. “Do you think you can handle that, baby? I know it’s a lot to ask, but it’s the only way to be together forever.”
I think of making love with him before…of the feeling of him filling me. I think of the vision the Door showed me—now it makes sense. This time I’ll be making love with both Valen and his Drake. I know the bathing flowers gave me the ability to stretch…but can I stretch that much? And do I want to?
To my surprise, the question fills me with yearning—a desire to be one with the man I love.
“Yes,” I whisper and lean up to kiss him. I can still taste his blood in my mouth—but it’s not coppery, it’s warm and sweet.
Valen crushes me to him and kisses me back with an intensity that takes my breath away.
“Want you so much, baby,” he breathes when the kiss breaks. “Want to make you mine.”
And mine, I hear a rumbling voice add, somewhere in my head. His Drake—that must be his Drake I’m hearing.
“I want you too—both of you,” I say.
With shaky fingers, I unbutton my dress and shimmy out of it. I strip off my shift and panties too, feeling a warm, flower-scented breeze caress my bare skin. Then I crawl to the center of the bed and spread my thighs. I look over my shoulder at Valen.
“Well?” I say, arching an eyebrow at him. “What are you waiting for?”
85
VALEN
The world is still around us, wrapped in the hush of the spell the Sorceress cast. That glowing dome of violet light thrums like a heartbeat, pulsing faintly in the silence. We’re alone inside it, just the two of us—no enemies, no obligations. Just Irena, looking up at me with those wide silver-green eyes full of trust…and hesitation.
Gods, she’s fucking beautiful.
Her gown is gone—she shed it like a second skin after whispering that she was ready. Now she kneels naked in the center of the moss-soft bed of the glade, her long, golden-brown hair spilling around her shoulders, her full breasts rising and falling with each shaky breath. There’s a flush on her cheeks, but her chin is tilted up, brave and regal and so fucking sweet I ache with the sight of her.
And I ache elsewhere too.
My cock is hard—has been since the moment she said yes. My Drake is prowling inside me, restless and impatient. He wants to come forward—to complete the Bond in his form—to feel the tight squeeze of her pussy around that thick double knot we grow when we Shift.
Not yet, I tell him. Not until she’s ready. Not until she’s mine in every way as a man first.
The Drake growls low in my chest, but I know he agrees. He needs her. I need her. Not just her body—though fuck, I want that too—but her. Her spirit…her soul. Her stubborn fire and fragile softness and everything in between. I want to pour myself into her until she knows exactly how much I fucking love her.
I want to make her mine—ours—forever.
“Irena,” I growl, my voice rough as gravel.
I move toward her slowly, crawling across the moss on my hands and knees like a beast stalking its mate. I’m already naked since I ruin clothes in a Shift and my cock is long and thick between my legs.