He pivoted his gaze to the wall behind him, closing his eyes and inhaling deeply, his chest rising and falling as he fought against the turmoil raging inside. "Why now? She has no clue about us," he muttered, his voice laced with frustration. Drakon surged with restless energy, pacing frantically. "That's exactly why you need to get a grip," Malzahar interjected, taking a slow, measured breath to project an air of calmness for her sake. Inside, he felt like his entire being was ablaze, the heat coursing through him like wildfire. "We have to keep ourselves in check; we can't frighten her," Drakon insisted, his tail swishing desperately, attempting to catch her attention.
He soon felt an electric jolt as she reached out, her hands resting tentatively on his shoulders, trying to pull him from the storm brewing within. "Do not come any closer!" he gasped, his voice rough and strained, a warning laced with urgency.
Liora, undeterred by his plea, looked at him with genuine concern in her eyes. "You're burning up! Are you all right? Do you need anything?" she asked, her voice warm and soothing as she hurried to fill a glass with water. "Here, maybe this can help." She extended her hands toward him, but he gently, yet firmly, pushed them away. "It's... It's a sweet trigger. Water won't help," he stammered, stumbling towards the couch, but a sharp pain radiated from his lower body, forcing him to wince.
"Oh, what's that? Does it hurt?" Liora exclaimed, panic flashing across her features as she reached out to touch his face. At that moment, everything shifted; he took her hands in his, his grip desperate yet careful enough not to harm her, his eyes gleaming with an urgency she couldn't comprehend. "I told you not to come any closer!" he managed, his voice wavering under the strain of his internal battle. "Calm down, pup. She's our mate, but she's still in the dark about everything," Drakon growled deep within him.
With a gentle resolve, he lifted her into his arms, carrying her toward his bedroom with delicacy as if she might shatter if he wasn't careful. "I'll take responsibility for this," he whispered, feeling her head rest comfortably against his chest. As she looked up at him, her words began to spill forth in a delightful torrent. "You smell like danger and warmth, it smells like home. It feels safe". She smiled up at him.
Her words can't be compared to the way she felt inside. The butterflies in her tummy and the cold feet, make her want to lean in and kiss him. She pinched her hands to stop herself from doing so.
He tightened his hold around her, his muscles protesting under the weight of her presence. She pressed her ear against his chest to hear the rhythmic thumping. It sounds like music to her.
" You know it's my 18th birthday today, it feels surreal like I have waited for my whole life." She chirped, her voice filled with energy and confidence. He stepped into his room, and Liora's eyes widened as she took in the ceiling adorned with stars. He carefully laid her down on the bed, watching as she stretched, her movements fluid and carefree.
"It's so soft, like falling in clouds very warm and soft," she mused, her brow furrowing as she caught sight of his pained expression. "You look like you're hurting. Did someone hurt you?" Her face contorted with anger at the mere idea of anyone causing him harm. "Want me to take care of it?" she offered playfully, showing her teeth with a slight growl.
He smiled, a flicker of warmth breaking through the tumult within him, before kneeling, his glowing eyes locking onto hers with an intensity that sent shivers down his spine. "You have no idea of the chaos you've ignited in me," he confessed, taking in deep, shaky breaths. "You came into my life like a wildfire, and I don't know how to extinguish this burning, little one." She reached to touch his face with gentle curiosity.
"Your eyes are beautiful; I like them," she said, smiling as her cheeks warmed under his unwavering gaze. He brought her hands to his lips, pressing a soft kiss against her knuckles. "Don't say that," he murmured, brushing his fingers tenderly against her cheeks. "I might not be able to control myself."
Blinking up at him, she closed the gap between them and whispered" You've controlled yourself enough" He leaned closer, inhaling her sweet scent before whispering, " Oh yeah" With that, he brushed his lips against her skin, and she gasped, instinctively pushing against him while mumbling, " I have never felt like this before, I have always kept my distance. But this feels different and good" He stiffened at her words, locking her gaze with his. "If it's overwhelming then please let me know?" he said, pressing soft kisses along her cheeks. " I...I like it, I want this" she stammered, her excitement palpable.
He let out a broken chuckle, his heart pounding fiercely. "You're going to ruin me, little star. " He assured her, resting his forehead against hers. As they locked eyes, she gazed at him with amazement bubbling within her, her stomach fluttering. She had always dreamt about sharing moments like this with her mate, longing for his embrace.
Hovering over her, he felt an overwhelming surge of desire mixed with an ardent urge to protect her innocence. Her hands slid into his hair, deepening the chaos within him. " You look dangerously handsome" authenticity lighting up her features.
Feeling nervous she was well aware of the moment, her heart hammering in her chest. But all she feels within her is the urge to make this night special for both of them.
"I don't want to break something that was never meant to be broken or touched," he responded, his voice thick with emotion. She beamed up at him, her eyes sparkling with conviction. "You don't need to break me. Just hold me. I might sound naive, but I know what I want and need. And I want this, I want you" Her words set off a cascade of emotion; he cupped her face and kissed her deeply. The sensation stunned her, drawing a gasp from her lips, but she closed her eyes and leaned into him, wrapping her hands around his neck.
His hands found their way to the hem of her dress, and she gasped again at the sudden warmth that washed over her. "Are you okay?" he asked, concern etched across his face. She nodded, her smile unwavering. "I've never been sure" She whispered with a breath-shattering smile and captured his lips into yet another deep kiss.
He took his time and removed her clothes, kissing and worshipping every part of her body. When they both were bare he captured her lips into another kiss. He continued kissing going down her body." I want to love every part of you, I want to worship you in every way possible " His eyes roamed over her body taking everything in. She was about to reply but her words melted into a gasp as his lips pressed to the inside of her thighs. " Tell me if it is too much ok, let me know if you want me to stop " His hands draw a circle on her skin. Her heart thudded and she gave him a shaky nod. " I want this, I want to be yours. Just like how we were always meant to be, I trust you" She whispered to him, he thanked the moon goddess by heart for giving him this sweet soul as his mate.
She got closer and closer to her heat and let his tongue run over her sensitive spot. She gasped and arched her back from the bed. " Ooh, that feels incredible" she gasped as he continued his torture.