Author's Note:
Okay, we all know what's about to happen in this chapter, but I am inclined to say it just before you all begin to read. Note! There is sexual content within this chapter, read at your own risk!
Now, that that has been said, I also want to thank all of you once more for reading, reviewing, giving this story a chance, and enjoying this story all together! Thank you again. I hope you all like this chapter. P.S. It's a short one...
Bella's POV:
I could feel a strong pull slowly being taking over me as we stared at one another, and I didn't have the strength to fight it off.
I knew my mother always warned me about newly found and mated partners, and that I should never use the powers I wielded, especially when I am in a precarious position but something inside me began to hum, and the sudden need was too overwhelming to not do so.
The look in Edward's eye held was hypnotizing, beckoning me to go to him. To bring him closer to me.
When he said I called to him, something inside me registered what he had just said, but I couldn't stop or bring myself to care.
I needed him to be near me. Only that would calm me.
Thinking now as to why I had always been treated differently from Annette and Garrette, I realize now that it was for this reason. Neither my brother nor sister wielded this type of power. I was raised in a different environment from them because Mother and Father deemed it too dangerous for me to not be trained.
I knew they were hiding something from me, I could see it every time they spoke to me, but I had no proof until now.
I could say that I was sheltered into thinking that I was a spoiled rotten princess of Elysianth, who only appeared in public when forced to but that wasn't the case. I loved making my way into the town, and sitting there in the town square, reading to the children, or playing with the sheep that passed by after their morning walk.
I was used to being told what to do, and when to do it. Used to being told what to wear, where to go, and what to say.
The night I finally decided to disappear was the night that my mother threatened to burn down my garden if I didn't accept one of the suitors they picked out for me. I did not bother to say to them anything that I thought or wished, because I knew they'd dismiss my feelings and act like I was idiotic for even thinking it.
Garrett didn't treat me like this. Neither did Edward or Jasper. Or even Esme, who I've known but for a mere six hours. I've been pushing my emotions, thoughts, and feelings down for far too long. I couldn't keep doing it.
I was tired of all of it. Hiding a part of myself in which I know is great, and the hypnotic hum I felt inside me since that first day, in that garden because of my fears.
The feeling I had been getting since I met Edward suddenly returned and this time I don't hesitate to pull him down to my height by hooking my arms around his neck. I pressed my lips to his fervently, almost sighing in relief as I felt the humming that stirred my insides all but disappear.
He groans, deep, long, and husky as his hands move to my hips. I smile, feeling almost too good when he leans down and presses his forehead to mine. "What are you doing to me?" He whispers, groaning again.
I don't want to talk anymore. I want to see where this feeling takes me.
I want time to stop, for us to be the only ones in our existing bubble. For him to keep looking at me like I am the last drink of fresh water in this valley.
His response makes me smile as a low growl escapes his lips before he lifts me to sit on the bed, his eyes searching once more.
"Little Fae…" He whispers, his voice still husky, and deep.
I stare up at him, as his hand slowly moves to my arms unhooking them. The color of his eyes are now leaning more toward blue than green.
"We need to wait…" He says, halfheartedly.
I raise a brow at him, and lean back, as I pretend to be unaffected, though I can feel rejection blooming in my chest as I stare at him, even if I ignore it, I know he feels it too. "If that's what you want…" I say nonchalantly.
"I don't. But I do not want people talking about you, and questioning anything about you." He states, honestly.
I hummed and nodded, "If you say so, but let's be honest, they will always find something to talk about. It's not out of the ordinary." I replied, looking away.
"Don't do that." He whispers as he lifts his hand, and forces me to look up at him.
"What?" I asked, softly.
"Pretend that this doesn't hurt you. I can feel it. The bond may be weak, but I can feel you." He says. "Not fully but I can." He adds.
I hummed, "Fine. What do you want me to say? That it hurt as you rejected me? Fine. It did hurt. Can you just- give me some space?" I asked, trying to look away.
He smiled, as he leaned in again. "No. I don't want to." He breathes.
His breath is minty, and heady, which ensnared my senses leaving me blinking in a poor attempt to clear the haze in my mind.
He breathes again and leans down to press his lips to the side of my neck, causing me to gasp. "I'm giving you the choice to back out and say no before anything happens between us." He whispers against my skin.
I hummed, as my eyes closed halfway, unable to fully enjoy the sensation that coursed through my body as I felt my breath become labored "A-and if I don't?" I inquired, weakly.
He pulled back, just enough to allow me to see his face, "Then no power in any realm will stop me from making you mine." He drones, as his breath fans my face once more.
I hummed in response, as I felt his hand slowly slide up, his fingers softly caressing the skin it touched before he moved it under my chin once more, forcing me to look at him.
His eyes are now the shade of the Aegean Sea in the realm of Ocecia as he leans in to press his lips into mine. A small yet fervent kiss that leaves my lips feeling as if they've been singed off.
The rumble that follows causes me to lose what strength I've gained, and the humming inside me begins again.
His eyes flash, finally making the transition of Edward and Kal, but it shifts back to the dark blue Aegean color as he stares. We stare at one another, breathing ragged.
The sight causes me to gasp as he slowly moves one of his hands to cradle the back of my head, tilting it up before he leans in once more.
He used the moment I gasped to slip his tongue into my mouth, slowly touching mine and groaning.
Without being able to control myself, I pulled closer to me.
He gently pushes me back without breaking the kisses.
I could feel as a wave of heat hit both of us through the bond as I slowly slid my hands up his neck, and allowed my fingers to comb through his bronze tresses.
He let out a throaty groan at the sensation as his hands slowly moved up and down my side, moving down and squeezing my hips before I felt one of them slowly slide under the skirt of my dress, to my thigh gently kneading the flesh there.
He slides his hand down my leg and then curls his fingers around my wrapping around the back of my knee. Lifting it and securing it around his hip, pulling me towards him as he did.
I yelp in surprise, pulling away to give him a playful glare.
"Tell me to stop." He huskily says, licking his swollen lips.
I shake my head slowly. "No."
"You better be sure about what you're saying." He rumbles huskily as his hands continue to wander.
I nod, unable to utter a single syllable to him.
He smirks, before jerking his hips forward experimentally. "Verbal answer, little fae." He hums, before leaning forward to drag the tip of his nose on the side of my neck.
I whimpered as I felt his erection press into my core experimentally. I feel my eyes widen as I feel the size, and swallow thickly as he does it once more.
The sensations send erotic waves of pleasure into my core and throughout my body.
I whimper at the sensation, causing me to bite down on his lower lip accidentally.
"I'm waiting." He says as he pulls away.
I feel a sharp pain hit me in the chest as he does and I let out a whimper before looking up at him, with a wince. "Fo-or wah-t?" I stumbled.
Blinking and fighting against the overwhelming pull.
He extends his hand towards me, wrapping my hand. "Your answer, little fae. I need to know your answer. Stop evading my question. Are you sure you want to do this? Because the last time I checked you seem to be very unsure of whether you want to be mated to a dragon." He told me. "I don't want regrets or misunderstandings between us." He adds, seriously.
I groaned, as I tried to clear my mind of the haze it felt, "I am sure, dragon. I want this… I want you. I want to be your mate. I want to stop fighting this overwhelming feeling I get when I am near you." I answered him honestly.
He hums before moving towards me again.
He lets out a throaty groan as his lips touch mine again. His hands slowly pulled at the fabric of my dress. Dropping the pieces of ripped fabric as my dress gave way.
He slowly begins to explore my body with his hands, as his lips slowly trailed down the side of my neck and down to the valley of my breasts.
Before I could react he ripped off the delicate fabric of my brassier, as I felt his hand slowly slide into my panties.
The sensation caused me to gasp as my hips lifted to meet his movements, as he rubbed slow smooth circles.
I could feel myself grow closer and closer to the proverbial cliff of pure unadulterated pleasure as I felt his lips begin to move up and down to my neck again. A loud cry fell from my lips as I felt him gently suck on my skin.
I gasped as I felt a wave of heat, followed by the pleasure hit me unexpectedly.
An animalistic noise pierced the air and I gasped as I felt him rip off my panties off my body. Before aligning himself to my entrance and slowly into me.
A small whine escapes my lips as I feel him stretch me to the brim. Pain mixes with the pleasure as he moves.
I can hear him groaning loudly in response, hand tightening around my hips as he lifts them to meet his movements.
"Ah. Uh… Oh…" I manage before my eyes close.
The pleasure is overwhelming and the pain is sharp but my body feels like it's coming alive at the feel of it.
He suddenly begins to rotate his hips, pulling out slowly, before he slams back into me, changing the gentle pace.
"Uh. Fuh-kuh." He grunted, throwing his head back as his hands squeezed my breasts.
His hips jolt forward, moving faster than I thought possible.
I suddenly find myself airborne as he lifts me from the bed, and all but slams me into the wall.
"Keep those legs wrapped around me, little fae." He grunts.
I nod in response as he begins to move once more.
"You ready to be claimed, Fae?" He grunts out.
I shake my head weakly in response, crying out in surprise as his hand smacks my rear hard.
"I'm—talking—to—you." He growls out in between thrusts.
"O, fuck… okay… yes." I gasp.
He hums in response before leaning forward. I only manage to groan as I feel as he bites onto my shoulder as his hips begin to speed up, my nails digging into his back at the motion.
The muddled feeling in between us suddenly snaps solidifying as I felt his hand grab my head and place it on his neck.
"Mark me… make me yours, little fae." He grunts.
I hesitate for a second before the heat returns. I only managed to suck hard on his intoxicating skin before he purrs in satisfaction.
My hands slowly slide up, holding his head in between them as we look into one another's eyes.
"My little fae." He groans.
"My dragon." I whimpered out, dazed.
I can feel the familiar tightening in my belly as his movements grow sloppier and harsher. I strained to hold back, feeling the sensation I was feeling begin to grow exponentially between us as we continued to stare into each other's eyes.
Without warning I am hit with that same wave as before, both of us groaning loudly as the world around us seemed to shatter.
Darkness clouded my vision and I felt myself go limp in his arms as soon as the feeling hit me.
Author's Note:
So these upcoming chapters are going to be a bit - overwhelming? Yeah, so those who expect them to jump in and be happy at their upcoming nuptials? Don't. There's a lot coming their way.
Anyway, keep your eyes out for more sneak peeks! See y'all soon!