Page 30 of Ink Sworn (Greatdrakes #3 | The Fae Universe #24)

V alentine had never had a sleepover before and wasn't exactly sure what to take with him. He settled on some toiletries, and with Yelena's tendency to shred clothes, he packed an extra set of pants.

He cast a glamor and walked through the palace to Yelena's tower. There was a strange charge in the air, like the world was taking a breath before a storm. Valentine didn't know if that was his imagination or not, but there was a definite tension around the palace since the meeting with Midir.

Probably just the magic responding to Taranis's mood , he thought, and rubbed the uneasy itch at the back of his neck.

Valentine knocked on Yelena's door and was pulled inside by the front of his shirt.

"Hi," he said, grinning down at her. "You okay?"

"Would you have cut out Afon's tongue today if I wanted you to?" Yelena asked, a little breathless.

Valentine didn't have to think about it. "Yes. As it was, I only stopped because you asked. You shouldn't have to deal with that fucking asshole talking to you like that. Why? You want me to go do it now? Because I have the time."

"Fuck, that's so sexy," Yelena said and pulled him down to kiss her. An electric shock of lust zipped down Valentine's spine. He dropped his bag and picked her up in his arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her lips nipping and sucking.

"Does that mean you want me to go and do it? Or no? Because I'm getting some mixed signals here, baby girl."

"Too busy to let you go," she said and wriggled. "Put me down."

Valentine released her, and instead of sliding to her feet, Yelena kept dropping until her knees hit the soft rug. The sight of her kneeling before him went straight to his dick. Without taking her eyes from him, she undid his belt.

"I've never had someone stand up for me like that, and I want to show you how much it means to me," Yelena said.

Valentine cupped her cheek. "I didn't do it to get a reward. I did it because you deserve to be treated with respect."

"I know, and that's why I really, really need to suck your dick right now," she replied, her eyes shimmering with silver power.

Fuck, like he could ever deny her when she looked at him like that. Yelena pulled his dick free.

"Don't be gentle. I don't want it gentle," she said, her fingers wrapping around his shaft. "You have the sexiest dick."

"Thank... Oh, shit," Valentine gasped as her soft mouth sucked on his head. "Fucking hell, baby girl. Your mouth is so hot."

Valentine threaded his fingers through her hair and wrapped her long braid around his wrist. Yelena's silver hand gripped the V of his hip, pulling him up against her while the other moved to stroke and tease.

Valentine fought with his control, and when she did something with her tongue while also sucking him, his eyes rolled back.

"Gods below, you look so good on your knees, taking my dick," he growled, his hands tightening on her hair. "I'm never going to get enough of you. I want to be the one to fucking break you and make you whole and break you again."

Yelena moaned, sending tingling sensations up his dick and through his abs. Her expression was blissed out as she stared up at him with her eyelashes wet with tears.

Fuck. He was so ruined over her that he would never let her go.

"I would do fucking unspeakable things to make you mine, Yelena," he panted, thrusting harder down her tight throat. "I would maim, kill, and destroy anyone who would so much as look at you wrong."

Yelena's hand dropped to her pants, but he growled low and threatening.

"No, no touching. That cunt is mine to pleasure tonight. I'll look after you." He ran his thumb softly over her jaw. "I've got you, baby girl. Now and always."

Yelena whimpered but put her hand back on Valentine's thigh. "That's my good girl. Now, relax, love. I'm going to fuck this pretty throat raw."

Valentine's magic burst out of his palm and wrapped around her throat. Yelena nodded up at him, and he unleashed himself. He had never felt anything so good in his life. He would never deserve her, but he was too fucking selfish ever to give her up. She was his, and that was final.

"Mine," he snarled, his dragon roaring in his mind. His magic hummed, and Yelena's moan sent him hurtling through an orgasm that turned his vision red. He didn't stop thrusting in that perfect heat until he had stopped coming.

His lungs felt like they were exploding. He had never blown so hard. He loosened his grip on her and pulled free. Come started to dribble down her chin, but he quickly swiped it and fed it back into her swollen, pink mouth. Yelena sucked, and his knees gave out.

Valentine sank to the ground beside her and dragged her on top of him. He pulled the emerald green robe she was wearing open so he could see the pink flush over her perfect breasts and curved stomach.

Valentine gripped her around her waist and pulled her up to sit on his face.

"Oh! Oh... I've never done this..." she squeaked, the sultry woman that had sucked him off suddenly replaced by uncertainty.

Valentine kissed the inside of her thigh. "Good. It means I'm going to be the first."

He licked her wet slit, making her gasp. She gripped his hands that were on her hips and proceeded to ride his face with abandon. Valentine took note of every flicker of her eyes, every lip bite, and soft exhale.

He licked over her clit, and she chased it, making little sounds he had never heard before.

He was addicted to all of it. Every tremor and moan, the silky musky taste of her pleasure on his tongue.

He thrust his tongue inside of her. Her thighs tightened around his head, and she came with a strangled cry of his name.

He tongue fucked her through it before finally releasing her.

Yelena slid down and went boneless on top of him, her heart pounding hard against his.

Valentine stroked his fingers gently through her hair, loving the softness of her in his arms.

"I had some very convoluted plans on how I was going to seduce you tonight," she said dreamily.

Valentine laughed softly. "What happened?"

"I saw you and smelled your scent, and I forgot them all."

That made him laugh loudly. "Everything else involves convoluted plans. Maybe don't worry so much about adding them into seduction. I love it when you jump me. Feel free to do it anytime."

Yelena lifted her head, eyes narrowed, and then realized he wasn't mocking her. She blushed and rested her forehead against his chest. "I can't help it."

"I like that too," he reassured her. She was so damn cute and murderous and sexy, all at once.

"That's why you said all that stuff about never letting me go? Or is that just like sexy talk?" she said into his chest.

Valentine rolled and pinned her down. "It wasn't just sexy talk.

I don't want anyone else to have you but me.

You are perfect in every way, and I don't want to fuck this up.

I fucked it up so much already, wasted so much time with my own bullshit.

You are my balance. I won't give you up without a fight. "

Yelena's expression softened, and she pulled him down for a kiss. "There's not going to be a fight...unless someone else touches you, and then I can't be held responsible for what my dragon does."

"No chance of that." Valentine kissed her nose and her cheeks.

"I hate anyone but you touching me. Even platonically.

I have to count in my head until I know it's okay to let go without offending them.

I've never been physically affectionate, but I can't stop touching you.

It's not just sex, either, though it is amazing. It's..."

"Grounding? Connection?" she guessed.

"Yes and yes, but more." Valentine bent to kiss her again when she put her hand over his mouth to stop him. She went still, her eyes glazing over.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Yelena pushed him off and rolled to her feet. "The magic in the city. Something is happening. I can feel..." she trailed off.

Then the mountain shook, and the screaming started.