Descendants of the Dragons

Snow Storm

As evening fell, the castle's stone walls stood firm against the oncoming snowstorm, their cold, weathered surfaces contrasting with the warmth that filled the royal chambers. The storm's arrival was imminent, a thick blanket of white already starting to cover the landscape outside. Kael, ever vigilant, decided it was best to return to the castle with Mei Lin, the impending blizzard making the military camp too dangerous to stay in.

"We'll wait out the storm here," Kael instructed as they entered the warm confines of his chamber. His tone was commanding, but there was a playful glint in his eyes that Mei Lin had come to recognize. "There's nothing for you to do but stay warm and wait for it to pass."

As the storm began to rage outside, the fire in their chamber roared to life, casting a comforting glow. Mei Lin used to Kael's shifts between intensity and tenderness, could sense his mood changing. There was a predatory gleam in his eyes as he approached her, his gaze full of purpose. The tension of the storm outside seemed to heighten the tension between them, a storm of their own brewing within the room.

Kael reached out, brushing a lock of hair behind Mei Lin's ear. His touch was gentle, but there was no mistaking the intent behind it. As he slowly began to undress her, his fingers tracing every curve, she felt her body responding to him almost immediately. Her sensitivity, which had been increasing, made every touch feel electric.

"Kael..." Mei Lin's voice was a soft plea, but for what, even she didn't know. His touch was driving her wild, making her want him in a way that was almost overwhelming.

He silenced her with a kiss, deep and consuming, his hands roaming over her body with increasing urgency. When he finally pulled away, it was only to guide her toward the bed, his intentions clear.

"We have two days of this storm," he murmured, his voice husky with desire. 

Mei Lin's heart pounded at his words, a mix of excitement and nerves. He took his time with her, undressing her fully and laying her down on the bed, his hands and lips never leaving her skin. Mei Lin could feel her arousal growing, the heat between her legs becoming almost unbearable as Kael began to explore her body with a deliberate, teasing slowness.

"Your body is responding so beautifully," he whispered, his voice thick with lust as he kissed his way down her neck, over her collarbone, and lower still. "It's as if you were made for this... made for me."

Mei Lin gasped as his lips found her breasts, his tongue flicking over her hardened nipples before sucking one into his mouth. The sensation sent a shock of pleasure through her, making her arch into him, desperate for more.

Kael, always attentive, moved lower, spreading her legs wide as he settled between them. His fingers slid through her wetness, a satisfied growl rumbling from his chest at how ready she was for him. He began to rub her sensitive button with a slow, deliberate rhythm, driving her closer and closer to the edge.

"Kael... please..." Mei Lin's voice was breathy, her body trembling with need as he continued to torment her with his skilled fingers. She was so close, teetering on the edge of release, when he suddenly stopped.

"No," he said firmly, his voice filled with command as he climbed over her, positioning himself between her legs. "Not yet."

With a single thrust, Kael buried himself inside her, drawing a cry of pleasure from Mei Lin's lips. He began to move, his pace steady and unrelenting, each thrust bringing her closer to the brink of madness.

"Let go," he commanded, his voice low and rough as he felt her walls tighten around him. "I want you to come for me."

And she did, her body convulsing in pleasure as she cried out his name, her orgasm washing over her in powerful waves. Kael continued to thrust into her, his own release building as he watched her fall apart beneath him.

As the storm raged outside, Kael made love to Mei Lin over and over again, his determination to impregnate her driving him to take her to new heights of pleasure. Each time, he brought her to the brink, only to pull back, prolonging their shared ecstasy until they were both exhausted and sated.

The two days passed in a blur of heated passion, the storm outside a mere backdrop to the intense connection they shared in the warmth of their chamber. Kael was relentless in his pursuit, ensuring that by the time the storm cleared, Mei Lin would be carrying his heir.

During the day, when they weren't tangled in each other's arms, Mei Lin continued her work within the castle. Despite the storm, she made sure that the servants were well cared for, teaching them how to use herbs for healing and first aid, and discussing the supplies they would need before the next wave of storms hit. She knew the risks involved in travelling to town during such treacherous weather, especially with the threat of being caught in the woods, but her sense of duty to the people remained strong.

When night fell, and they were alone again, Kael's attention would turn back to her, his desire to secure their future burning brighter with each passing hour. His touch was both possessive and tender, each encounter leaving her more breathless than the last.

On the second night, after another round of intense lovemaking, Kael held her close, his hand resting protectively over her still-flat stomach. He placed a soft kiss on her forehead, his voice filled with a contented satisfaction. And as the snowstorm finally began to subside, Mei Lin drifted off to sleep in his arms, unaware of the life that may have just begun to grow within her.