Falk Clan Tales - Chapter 37: Chapter 37

Joselyn basked in the afterglow of the most mind-blowing sex she’d ever had. Edric had kissed and sucked and licked her from head to toe. She thought to set the pace by taking charge of him as she had at first, but now she realized he’d simply wanted her to initiate they’re coming together. After that first time, he slowly took back the controls, and she’d been gasping and moaning ever since.
He’d had her on every surface of that room. And when he could find no satisfaction there, he picked her up as if she weighed nothing and carried her in his arms all the way to his quarter of Castle Falk. On the way, he explained that from the outside the castle looked like one large home, but on the inside, it was much more complicated.
Each of the four quarters was separated by soundproof walls, long corridors, stairs, and even four elevators, with enough space in between to feel like four separate residences. Only the common rooms like the enormous kitchen, the ballroom, the formal dining room, and so on, unified them.
“We lived too close for five hundred years to want to part ways, but we each crave freedom and privacy. Two things we were not allowed in the time of our imprisonment.”
“What were you held for?” She’d asked him as he climbed the stairs to his bedroom.
“We were punished for a crime on our house committed by our father. It was a long time ago, minha bruxa, do not fret.”
“I’m sorry, Edric.”
“Don’t be. All my trials have brought me to you, and I can think of nothing I wouldn’t do to be by your side.”
After that announcement, Joselyn didn’t need any more words. She readily admitted right then that the extra-long, king-size bed was much better than the one in the spare room. They could fully explore each other without fear of falling off. Although they had ended up on the floor a time or two.
She ran her hands down the silky sheets and smiled. The entire castle was furnished with the best quality everything. From the flooring to the furniture, even the paint on the walls. Not that she cared about such things. Each quarter held several bedrooms, bathrooms, living rooms, private theatres, and even their own kitchenettes. The place was like something out of a fantasy and Edric’s bedroom had the best view of the ocean Joselyn had ever seen.
They’d stared at it together for a while, and Joselyn had felt a peace like none she’d ever experienced before. A calming sort of sensation, one of security and love. Then he lowered his head and encircled her ear with his delectable tongue, and all her peaceful thoughts turned into something more carnal. His lips were gentle as a whisper. Nervous chills ran up and down her spine despite having spent half the night naked in his arms. When he turned her face to his, she was blown away by the sheer desire in his glowing red tinted eyes.
She knew then, without a doubt, that this was the man from her vision. He was the one the Fates had chosen for her. Her heart pounded as if she’d run a marathon, she could hardly breathe. How? Why? Because he is my other half. My fated lover. She felt tears sting her eyes as he took her face in his large hands and moved his lips insistently on her.
With the utmost care, he guided her backwards to his bed. Joselyn trembled at his touch. She was falling in love. The realization struck her as he tasted her with his tongue, licking his way ever so slowly down her sensitized body.
He parted her legs and rubbed his cheek against the soft skin of her inner thighs. She could almost feel his need and wondered at it. He used his fingers to part her as he trailed kisses closer and closer still to where she throbbed the most. Every touch, every kiss, a perfectly planned seduction. He used his hands to anchor her to the bed, and he dove in, lapping at her with his tongue as if she were a feast for him alone.
She whimpered and groaned. She wanted to move freely, but he held her firm, restricting her to his pace. He growled in satisfaction when she pulled on his hair. The sound trembled through her taut body. He didn’t stop then either.
Nor did he stop when she lost all self-control and begged him. He continued the slow torture, probing just outside the perimeter until finally, he thrust first one then two fingers inside as he swirled his long tongue up and down her most sensitive flesh.
He parted her legs further, putting her on display for his eyes and mouth and whatever else he wanted. She felt deliciously exposed and wanton. Magic, passion, and love, yes, love, pulsated through her. Joselyn was like a bomb ready to detonate by the time he rose from the ground and entered her in one swift movement.
He stood at the edge of the bed and brought her legs up to his shoulders as he thrust himself deeper still. Stars exploded behind her eyes, and she felt her body squeeze and tug at him, a crazed animalistic instinct had her lifting to meet him. He bared his teeth, eyes glowing, hips flexing, hands caressing.
Joselyn saw his fangs lengthen and before he could protest, she pulled him down to her. She knew it was her destiny. The Fates were right, she’d have to thank them. He was the man in her visions, and she wanted it all, more than ever. To belong to this man, this Dragon.
She kissed his lips, avoiding his teeth and nodded her head, offering her neck to him. He growled and looked at her a question in his glowing fiery eyes. She understood. It was his need to mate that was bringing his teeth down. And she wanted them on her, breaking her skin, marking her body as his. Forever. What was the phrase she heard from inside his mind’s eye? Es meus.
“Can I have you?” His voice was barely human, but to her, it was the most beautiful sound in the world.
“Yes, oh yes, Edric, as long as I can have you,” she answered.
“This cannot be undone, Joselyn.”
“Do you want me, Edric? As yours?”
“Aye, more than I want to breathe, minha bruxa,” he grunted.
“Then please, mark me, now,” she begged, and he struck like the lightning that fed his magic.
It hummed through the air as he continued to pump his hips, she gasped and moaned as he closed his mouth around her skin. With the pain of his bite came a pleasure so intense Joselyn cried out and held on to him for dear life. Pure, undiluted ecstasy seemed to fill every cell of her being. She opened her eyes and saw only stars. They were red and gold, like fairy dust, and they filled the air.
Joselyn felt his ruby rose spread through her, the wonder and beauty of it causing tears to spill down her face. He caught them on his finger and lifted them to his lips.
“I would have you as my only sustenance, minha bruxa, for all my days on this Earth.”
“And I you, my Dragon lover,” she replied.
Magic, hers and his, filled the room. They forged an unbreakable bond, a sacred promise, right then with the combination of their vows, their blood, sweat, tears, and of course, their sex. The magic then surged through them both, and they cried out in unison as they reached untold pleasure.
Nothing had ever felt so right.