Midnight Pleasure [THE PLEASURE SERIES BOOK 1]

Chapter Seven - Melora 🌶

Her eyes opened to a soft light illuminating the room. She sat up and stretched, yawning as she looked around the room. It was then that she noticed that Drystan was gone. It didn't take long for her to wonder where he was before the door opened. Drystan walked in carrying another tray filled with small meats and fruit. 

Drystan smiled at her as he placed the tray down in front of her. Her stomach rumbled as she looked at the food in front of her. Like the tray last night, this one had fruit and small meats. She started to reach for one of the meats before she stopped and looked up at Drystan. 

"Have you eaten?" she asked him. She cocked her head to the side as her eyebrows furrowed. "Come to think of it, I've never seen you eat. Anything."

Drystan smiled as he sat down on the bed next to her. He picked up a chunk of pineapple and held it up to her mouth. "I ate before we left the castle."

Melora swallowed the pineapple. "You're not hungry?" 

He shook his head, but Melora didn't miss the glance at her throat. "I'm not."

"You're lying."

Drystan shook his head again as his eyes trailed down her body. A heated gaze came across them. She grabbed the furs and pulled them up to her chest quickly. "Are you sore?" he asked her, his voice deep. 

Melora nodded slowly. "I am."

He moved the tray over to the side table and climbed on top of her. She wasn't used to his speed as he laid her down underneath him. His lips automatically latched onto hers. Heat instantly pooled in between her thighs as his tongue wrestled with hers. He wasn't going to tell her the truth, but she'll ask him again another time. 

Drystan began to kiss down her throat before saying in her ear, "We've got to leave."

Melora ran her hands through his hair and pulled at the ends. "Can we stay a little longer?" She arched against him. 

A low groan came out of his mouth. He placed a long kiss on her lips before pulling back, a smirk on his face. "As you wish, princess." He pulled the furs off of her and started to place light kisses down her body. His large hands gripped the back of her thighs and slowly pushed them up, her knees up to her chest. His eyes met hers as he dragged his tongue up through her. 

"Drystan?" He didn't answer her. Instead, he kept on using his wicked tongue. He continued his assault on her sex. "Drystan." Again, he didn't answer. She could feel her orgasm coming quickly through her body. Her toes curled as he shoved his tongue inside of her and sucked hard. He wasn't being gentle with her again and she loved it. 

Melora gripped his hair and pushed him closer to her. She moaned loudly as she came, hard. he started to kiss back up her body as he came up to her lips. She tasted herself on him and that made her hips buck again. 

Suddenly, she was flipped over so she was laying on her stomach. She squealed as Drystan gave her two gentle bites on her ass. Her squeal turned into a moan as he started to rub her pussy before shoving two fingers into her roughly. 

He leaned over her and whispered in her ear. "Use your safeword if I get too rough, Melora." She opened her mouth to form words, but that only turned into another moan as his fingers curled inside of her. She nodded her head in response instead. She felt him grab her hips and pull them up so she was arching against him. She could feel his erection through his pants as he moved her hips over him. 

"Drystan," she groaned. "Fuck me." She needed him now. She didn't care that he was rough. She liked it that way. Melora knew Drystan's kind of man and knew he would not be rough with her. But, again, she didn't care. 

"Order me around like that again, Melora," his deep voice was in her ear. She gasped as she felt the tip of his cock against her opening. "I liked it." His teeth tugged on her earlobe. "Do it again, Princess," he ordered her. 

Melora bit her bottom lip and smirked. "Drystan, fuck me." She paused. "Now."

Drystan chuckled. "Yes, your majesty." He then slammed into her. Melora cried out and gripped the furs as he thrust in and out of her roughly. At this angle, she could feel the tip of his cock hitting just the right spot. Another tremor of her orgasm went through her, but he didn't stop. She felt his hand run up her spine and his hand wrap around her hair, pulling on it. This made her back arch again, dragging his cock through her at a delicious angle. 

"Drystan," she moaned. 

"Come for me, Melora." His voice was strained as if he was at the edge as well. She obeyed him nonetheless and came around his cock. He pumped into her a couple more times until he pulled out and she felt his seed hit her back.  

Melora's body collapsed onto the bed. She started to turn over, but his hand stopped her. "Hold on, Melora." He left before coming back and wiping her back clean from his seed. Once he was done, his arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her up against him. He nuzzled her neck and placed small kisses on her skin. "Are you satisfied, Princess?"

Melora placed her hands over his arm as she nodded. "Yes, Drystan. I am."

"Good." He placed another kiss on her cheek before letting her go and getting off of the bed. "We do need to get going, Melora."

Melora nodded as she wrapped her arms around her body. She didn't want to go. The more that they traveled, the closer they got to the man that she was supposed to marry. She didn't want to go through with this, but she didn't have any choice. Her father was the one who made decisions for her. Whatever he said, she had to do. 

She got off of the bed and grabbed her undergarments, pulling them on. Melora turned around trying to find her dress when she heard Drystan clear his throat behind her. He was already dressed. His face was now covered to protect himself from the sun. In his right hand, he held her dress out to her. 

Melora smiled at him as she grabbed it. "Thank you." She pulled it over her head and let the material fall around her. She started to bend down to get her boots when she felt Drystan's arm wrap around her waist and plop her down on the bed. 

Drystan knelt in front of her and gently started to put on her boots for her. "I'm going to be honest with you, Melora." His eyes snapped up to hers as his fingers moved with her laces. "I don't know if I'm going to be able to let you go. Your father is wanting me to come back once I make sure that you are safe, but I don't think that I can do that." His eyes went back down to her feet. 

"I don't want you to let me go," her voice squeaked out. She reached forward and pushed his hood back so she can run her fingers through his hair. "I don't want you to leave me."

He stood up and loomed over her. He gripped her chin gently to hold her eyes to his. "I'm not. We'll figure out a way for me to stay with you when we get there, I promise."

Melora shook her head. "Why do we still have to go? I don't want to marry that man." There was a pull towards Drystan that she couldn't ignore anymore. She wanted him for the rest of her life. Not this man that she didn't know. 

Drystan shook his head and he bent down to rest his forehead against hers. "It's your father's plan, Melora." He took a deep breath. "Sometimes we have to make decisions that are hard to make for the sake of our people."

"Drystan," she could hear her voice shaking, but she couldn't stop it. "Don't let them make me marry that man."

Her heart lept as she heard a low growl come from the back of his throat. The grip on her chin tightened. "Melora." He brought her chin up so her neck was exposed to him. She shivered as she felt his fangs scrap along her skin. 

Fuck, she loved that. 

"I promise that I'll figure out a way so you don't have to marry that man." He pulled back and looked at her. Melora couldn't help the heat pooling between her legs as she met his eyes. They were full of possessiveness. No one had ever looked at her like that. "You're mine, Melora."