The Beginning of The End
Chapter 42

My blood burned within my flesh as Ryker peppered kisses to the bare skin of my neck, sinking his teeth in just enough to make me gasp before he lets go again. His hands slide up my thighs, squeezing my hot flesh as he crashed his lips to mine, barely allowing even an ounce of protest as he forced my lips to part, invading my mouth with his skilful tongue.

He was driving me insane with need.

The need for him to be inside of me grew as our tongues danced as one, liquid

pooling between my legs. I couldn't get enough of him, my body and mind screaming for more, my skin tingling with insatiable hunger.

A hunger that only he would be able to satisfy.

"Please." I beg as he pulls his lips from mine, hating the whiny edge to my voice.

He hums, smirking down at me. "I'm going to savour every inch of you, little fae. No amount of begging with change that."

I groan with annoyance, wanting to make him go faster, my body needed a typer of release that only he could give to me, and I wasn't a big fan of waiting. My patience was long gone.

It evaporated somewhere between him biting me and burning of my flesh.

He leans forward, "Don't look so sad, I'm going to make you scream my name, just as you so badly want." There's an evil glint in his lustful eyes as he slides a stray hair behind my ear. "But first I'm going to explore every inch of your body, the body that belongs to me."

He takes the top of my dress in his elongated claws, slicing the fabric until there was nothing left to cover my nudity. My body completely bare for him to see, and he was clearly pleased with what he saw.

Ryker's eyes darken as they roam over my shoulders, breasts, stomach, thickening the monster I know to be just inside the hem of his pants. He smiles, giving me a look that I can only describe as pride as he leans forward, wrapping his lips around the nub of my breast.

My back arches as pleasure builds deep in my stomach, his hand slowly replaceing its way towards my clit, circling around it at a torturously steady pace.

I want more, so much more.

He groans in approval against my nipple when he slides a finger inside of me, the wetness both shocking and exciting. Just a little more and I would come undone.

The door bursts open, Suer barging into the room, "Majesty, there's an emergency." Ryker stills against me, growling as his eyes turn murderous. "I told you that I was not to be disturbed!"

Suer looks unsure, his eyes perfectly trained so that they didn't stray away from the Dragon king, never once landing on me. "Sire, I wouldn't have come but Maddox has lost control, he's slaughtering anyone he comes across, including his own hounds."

Ryker sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Father everyone who can't fight and hide them in the dungeon, I will deal with Maddox."

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Suer bows low, closing the door as he retreats from the room.

Ryker turns to look down at me, regret poking through his features as his eyes roam over all that he could have had. "I have to go, before he destroys everything we have built."

I nod, still trying to catch my breath, my own disappointment slithering up my body, the high I was feeling moments before suddenly gone. I felt empty and full of anger. Why did Maddox have to chose this moment to lose his shit? It wasn't like I asked for much, but by the gods, I wanted Ryker to destroy my body.

"What's making him lose control?" I ask, pulling the blanket from where it had been left and covering my skin.

I felt suddenly cold, like all the warmth had been ripped from me without warning.

"He doesn't know that you are awake." The Dragon King scoffs. "If he had come here when I told him to, he would see that you are perfectly fine."

My eyes widen, "He's lost control because of me?"

"He believes that you are dying."

Well, that can't be good. Bonded mates go insane if they lose the other half of their soul, no wonder he was angry.

I guess I would lose my shit too.

But someone needed to stop him, and I doubted that Ryker would be very good at calming down a raging hellhound without bloodshed.

"I'll come with you." I say, climbing to my feet. "I'm guessing that he will calm down a lot faster if he realises that I am awake."

Ryker raises an eyebrow, "You are going nowhere like that."

I look down at myself, laughing slightly, "I was going to put some clothes on first."

Jeez. Men and their possessive nature.

Or should I say, dragon shifters and their fiery nature?