Page 36 of Ink Sworn (Greatdrakes #3 | The Fae Universe #24)

" Y ou are right. I hate this stupid plan," Yelena said once he was done explaining. Valentine slid his hands over her silky robe, unable to stop touching her.

"I know, but it's the only one that gets us what we want.

I can't do it without you, Yelena. We can mitigate as much of the risk as we can, but I can't see another way around it," Valentine replied.

He reached behind her to pick up the melted token from the coffee table.

"You can still feel his magic in this?" Yelena nodded.

"I can too, which means I can use it," he said, and he could see her mind whirling, trying to find another way.

"Everyone is going to think the worst of you," Yelena grumbled. "Then I will have to fight them."

"I will leave letters for them. I'm going to need everyone on this, but if I tell them before I go, they will try to stop me."

"I haven't decided if I am going to try and stop you yet either." Yelena rested a hand on his chest. "So much can go wrong."

"That can be said of any plan. You will be able to find me in the way I found you. I need you to get everyone in place, and we can take out the bastard once and for all."

Valentine kissed her, unable to resist her soft lips, especially when they were pouting.

"And after this is over, I promise I will take you back to Ireland and do the mating bond. I want you in my bed, in my tower, when I make you mine forever."

Yelena nipped at his jaw. "Sounds very territorial of you."

"I'd like to blame it on my alpha dragon side, but it would be a lie. I want to be selfish and tie you to me forever so no one else can have you," Valentine replied, pulling on the tie of her robe. He brushed back the sides and bent his head to suck one of her pale pink nipples into his mouth.

Yelena cupped the back of his head to her, her body arching and pussy grinding against his hardening cock.

"Fuck, Valentine, I want that too. I want to mark you up and claim you and rip anyone's eyes out when they look at you too long. My sorcerer. My mate," she growled, more dragon than woman. "I'm going to claim you so hard, every dragon in Faerie, wild or otherwise, will know who you belong to."

"I like the sound of that." Valentine's hand slipped between her thighs to cup and stroke her pussy. She gasped, her fingers digging into him as he kissed his way up her sensitive neck. He pressed two of his fingers into her, and her hips ground down on them, hot wetness covering his hand.

"Fuck, you are so perfect," he said, scraping his teeth over her skin and licking at her flickering pulse.

"More, Valentine," Yelena begged, ripping his shirt open.

Valentine chuckled. He was going to have to learn some mending spells if she kept destroying his clothes.

He circled the pad of his thumb over her clit, making her cry out.

She was so sensitive that it made him want to bury his face between her thighs for hours just to see how many times he could make her come.

"You want to move to your bed or..." he began.

"No, right here," she said, lifting up so she could try to get to his pants.

Valentine slid his fingers free from her, and she grumbled in protest, making him laugh. He got his pants open and dick free before wiping the slickness on his hand over it.

"Enough. Mine," Yelena said, pushing him out of the way and taking his dick in her silver hand. It was cool against his overheated skin, and he moaned at how good it felt. She wasn't in the mood to play.

Yelena guided his dick to her entrance, and her hot, slick cunt took him all the way in so fast, it made his head fall back and mouth moan in pleasure. " Fuck ."

" My mate," Yelena snarled, her mouth moving to his exposed neck. "So submissive when you're under me."

"Only for you," Valentine said, turning his head to one side to give her better access. "You know what I want."

"Not yet. I want to enjoy your big cock first."

Valentine grinned, his hands gripping her ass. "Show me what you got, baby girl."

Yelena's eyes flashed silver at the challenge, and she began to move.

Valentine bit his lip, trying not to blow too early as she rode him hard and fast and with complete abandon.

She always knew when he was about to lose it because she would change her speed or would roll her hips in a different way until he was struggling to breathe.

Yelena licked the drop of blood off his lip. "You taste so good, my mate. I want to lick and bite you all over."

"Do it," he gasped, moving his hand back to her clit. "Fucking bite me, Yelena. I need you with me before I... "

"Shh, don't say it," she said, kissing him. "I'm always going to be with you." Her magic pulsed, making the threads of Valentine's own power rise up out of his skin. "We might not be able to mate properly yet, but this we can do."

Yelena's power dropped into his threads, and Valentine sobbed. He had never felt anything so good. And then she bit his neck hard.

" Yelena. .." was all Valentine managed to say before his magic and soul lit up, and he was coming in wave after wave of pleasure and pain and love.

He held her tighter to him, their hearts and breaths syncing in erratic pants.

He buried his face into her neck and bit her back, making her cry out and then melt against him.

"If that's what it's like, just with magic thrown in, I'm pretty sure actually mating might kill me," he said, kissing the top of her head.

Yelena sighed and said dreamily against his chest, "Survive long enough so we can find out."