Midnight Pleasure [THE PLEASURE SERIES BOOK 1]

Chapter Forty-Six - Melora 🌶️

Melora shivered despite the warm water lapping at her thighs. Drystan towered over her, a look of pure hunger and possession in his eyes. His hand wrapped around her hair, pulling her head back to look at him. Her body arched against him, making her grip his chest. She was far too aware now that she was naked against him, but she didn't care.

Drystans other hand roamed down her body, stopping at her ass and squeezing. He bent his head down and scraped his fangs against her throat. Melora couldn't help the moan that fell out of her throat as he tongued her pulse. She bucked her hips against him, wishing he was inside her.

Melora moaned as his fingers found her sex and pushed inside of her. His palm rubbed against her clit, and two fingers moved in and out of her. His fangs plunged into her skin, making her writhe against him. Her sex clenched around his fingers as his bite drove her over the edge. "Oh, gods," she moaned as he drank.

Drystan growled as he pulled his fangs out of her. "No." His tongue swiped over the holes, sealing them. "No. You moan my name only." His mouth moved down her throat and over her chest. His tongue swirled around her hardened nipple, tugging it between his teeth. That slight pain sensation caused another moan to fall out of her mouth. She loved the feeling of his mouth on her. His mouth could set her entire body on fire, and she'd let him. "Do you understand, Melora? Only. My. Name." His dark eyes stared up at her with such intensity that she could only moan her response and nod.

Melora let him back her up until her back hit the pool's edge. His hands gripped her hips and pulled her up, placing her on edge. "Lay down, Melora," he ordered. Melora quickly obeyed him, never breaking eye contact with him. She spread her legs for him, already knowing what he wanted from her.

Melora's head fell back as his tongue moved slowly through her folds. "Fuck, Drystan." His tongue found her clit, swirling around it, causing her to moan. Her hands found her breasts, massaging them.

Pinch them, Drystan's voice ordered her in her head.

Melora did as she told him to, unable to deny him anything when he was touching her. "Drystan," she begged.

His eyes moved up her body, staring at her hands, pinching her nipples before catching her eyes. Do you want to come? His eyes danced with amusement.

"Yes," she breathed. Her back arched as two fingers pumped in and out of her. Melora closed her eyes and cried, feeling his tongue replace his fingers. He fucked her hard with his tongue, causing her to come undone at the mercy of his mouth. She shivered as she felt him moan.

"Melora," he groaned as he stood up, pushing himself between her legs, spreading them further. "I love the way you taste." He leaned over her and captured her mouth with his. He pushed his tongue into her mouth, making her taste herself.

Drystan, she begged him. She bucked her hips, hoping he would get the hint she was trying to give him.

Drystan chuckled as he straightened. His hands ran slowly up the back of her thighs, pushing her knees to her chest. He looked down as he pushed himself into her. Melora bucked her hips again, praying that he would move faster.

Drystans hands grabbed her thighs tighter as he pushed himself deeper into her. "Fuck," he groaned as his hips began to pick up speed.

Melora looked up at her mate in awe. He was incredibly sexy. His muscles rippled as he continued to pound into her. Sweat beaded across his brow. His eyes looked down at hers, pure heat looking down her body. Melora couldn't believe she would be so lucky to have a mate like him. Drystan bent down and captured her lips to his. "Fuck, I love you, Melora," he groaned against her lips. His hands grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head. "I promise, my love," he whispered against her neck. "I promise I will protect you. I promise you will never have to cause pain or death again."

Melora's heart lurched at his words. "Drystan-"

"No," he grunted as his hips surged into her. "I will be a better mate."

"Drystan-"

"I will give you everything you deserve, Melora," he groaned. "Once all of this fucking bullshit is over with, we will move away from everyone." He grunted as he continued to thrust into her, his rhythm starting to show that he was close, as was she.

Melora tried to pry her wrists from his grasp, but he was too strong. She arched into him. "Somewhere with grass and trees?"

Drystan chuckled against her throat. His tongue ran over her pulse, causing a low moan to fall out of her mouth. "Yes, my princess. We will build our house where we are surrounded by grass and trees. I'll never let anyone touch or take you from me again."

"Drystan," Melora begged.

"Come with me, my love," he captured her mouth with his. Melora couldn't hold back anymore. Drystan moved slowly, riding out both of their highs. Drystan wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her into the water with him.

Melora wrapped her arms around his neck. "Did you mean it when you said we would build our own house?"

Drystan pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. "Yes, my love." His arms tightened around her waist as they lowered into the pool. Melora watched his eyes trail over her face. His eyes landed on the spot on her neck. His tongue shot out and licked that spot, bringing another moan out of her mouth. "I miss a spot when cleaning your perfect skin." He leaned back and brushed her hair out of her face. "I love you, Melora."