Page 152 of The Wild Prince’s Favorite (The Dragon Empire Saga #3)

Kassein groaned, but there was no fighting her fierce attack; Alezya was using her tongue and pressing her whole body against his, rubbing her slit against his girth without mercy, and there was no self-control that he could muster up to resist that.

He could barely believe that she was the one attacking him, initiating this, and he loved her fearless ambush.

He tangled his fingers through her hair, gripping it and pressing her closer against his body, answering her kiss with the same heat.

Even with Dragon Blood, he’d never felt so animalistic as he did at that moment, rough need and unbridled lust guiding his every move.

He was so hard it was almost painful, and when Alezya looked at him with those irises of liquid darkness glowing with desire, her swollen lips breathing hard, he felt his last restraint snap.

He moved from under her, circled her in a movement, pressed her hands against the stone, and before she could react, he was behind her, his length against her ass, his knees pushing hers wide, his large torso covering her back.

“Kassein,” she whimpered, and he slithered his arm under her chest until his hand could hold her throat, pulling her up to kiss him.

“Can I...?” he asked, his tone carrying the desperation more than his words.

“Kassein,” she kept whimpering, her voice saturated with desire. “Yes. Yes, Kassein. Yes.”

He pressed another kiss to her lips before he let her go on all fours, bracing herself with her hands splayed on the wet stone while he lined himself up, pressing the tip in.

Without warning, Kassein filled her all at once, and Alezya let out a shocked cry.

He waited a few seconds, letting her adjust and delighting in the tight sensation of her clenching on his length.

He knew he had been rough, but before he could even worry he’d hurt her, Alezya’s shaking hand touched his hip, her fingers gripping his ass, and she arched her waist suggestively under him. He smiled.

Kassein pulled back out and then sunk back in, listening to her throaty moan.

Slowly at first, then at a more steady pace, he filled her, again and again, listening to her strained voice.

There was no holding back, nothing that could stop their love-making.

All they both wanted was primal, fulfilling sex and wild kisses.

Kassein held her hip with one hand and covered Alezya’s fist on the ground with the other.

She was on her knees, legs in the water up to her thighs, her hands braced on the stone while his rough thrusts shook her, and he pressed hungry kisses on her nape, shoulder, and back, everywhere his lips reached, each thrust punctuated with a beastly grunt against her skin.

She kept crying his name, again and again, until her voice sounded hoarse, and her words turned into erratic moans.

“My Alezya,” he whispered. “My moonlight.”

“Kassein. Yes, yes...”

He moved his hand to her clit again, and he had barely touched her when Alezya let out a shocked cry, her entire body bursting into a violent shake.

He kept his hungry pace, giving her deep, fierce thrusts as her orgasm ripped through her.

She spasmed violently under him with chaotic moans until her voice broke and her upper body gave up.

She slowly fell on her elbows, her cheek against the wet stone.

Kassein gently put his arm under her and placed his hand between her cheek and the cold stone before he resumed his thrusts, tearing some hoarse moans out of her.

“Kassein,” she cried, exhausted. “No... No more... Ah... Yes... hm, yes...”

“I’m almost there,” he hissed between his accelerating thrusts, picking up a fast pace again with loud grunts. “I’m almost there. Again. Just a bit more. Um. Please, please. Fuck. Ugh… Please. Please, Alezya. Take me. Please… Yes. Yes. Ugh, so good. So fucking good. Take me. Fuck, yes. Yes...”

“Yes,” she cried. “Yes... Yes...”

He kept going tirelessly, accelerating when he felt his own release coming, dragging more broken cries from her.

Finally, he burst in one last deep, fierce thrust, pinning her against the stone as he released himself inside her, a guttural groan of satisfaction escaping him.

It seemed to last forever. Every inch of his body burst in an explosion of ecstasy, leaving his limbs awash with relief.

No words were exchanged as they both caught their breath, exhausted and still shaken by the unprecedented violence of their climax.

Kassein recovered first, letting out a long, satisfied exhale before he slowly pulled out, triggering another shiver from Alezya. He leaned over her and gently combed her hair back, peppering kisses on her red skin.

“Alezya? Are you alright...?” he whispered. “I’m sorry. I was too rough.”

But she let out a gentle hum and finally willed herself to move, lifting her hand above her head to caress his cheek. She was still lying on the stone with her eyes closed, but she looked content, caressing his spiky cheek and breathing slowly, a smile on her lips.

Kassein finally allowed himself to smile too, and pressed another kiss on her neck before he gently dragged her limp body back into the water, letting her lean against his torso while he hugged her from behind.

She looked tired, and he would have thought she was asleep if it wasn’t for her fingers mindlessly caressing his forearms. He grabbed one of the soaps, proceeding to quietly, gently clean her skin while they both lingered in this daze.

Kassein took his time to clean every inch of her skin, glaring at every patch of white scales he came across, knowing it betrayed a cut or a scrape.

The scales mostly healed surface injuries, so he glared even more at the visible bruises on her legs and ribs, when Alezya flinched slightly at his touch.

“You’re hurt,” he whispered, pressing his lips to her temple.

“I have you,” she said.

She might have chosen them out of a limited vocabulary, yet Kassein felt her words held so much unspoken meaning. She had him. She was safe with him, and Lumie was safe too.

Kassein put down the soap, and tightened his arms around her.

“You have me,” he whispered back, intertwining his fingers with hers.

A few seconds passed, and he could still feel her relaxing, but neither of them felt ready to get out of the bath, or this little room where it was just the two of them. As the water cooled to lukewarm, Kassein put another kiss on her shoulder.

“I like it,” Alezya whispered.

“My lips?”

“Your lips,” she nodded. “On me. And... your hands.”

She grabbed his hands, pressing them against her belly and thigh.

“I like it,” she said. “And... I like your meat.”

Kassein froze, confused, before slightly moving to face her.

To his surprise, he found Alezya with a mischievous look in her eyes, biting her lower lip. With that blush on her cheeks, she looked younger than she’d ever looked before, and he raised a confused eyebrow.

“My meat?” he repeated.

After a hesitation, Alezya’s eyes unmistakably lowered, following the line from his torso to his submerged region. Kassein’s jaw dropped.

“My meat ?” he repeated, this time with a smirk on.

Alezya blushed even more and looked away, finally acting a bit ashamed of her joke. He knew she had picked the word on purpose, and he laughed at her bashfulness, pulling her tightly back into his embrace.

“You like my meat,” he chuckled.

“Hush,” she tried to push him away. “I’m cold. No more.”

“No more meat?” he laughed, watching her step out of the bath.

“Kassein! No more!”

But he was still grinning when he left the bath, and they both wrapped themselves in bath towels. He didn’t let her run away when they left the bathroom, and instead circled an arm around her and gently guided her out and back to his room.

There, they found Nebora just stepping out, causing her to stop in her tracks, her eyes meeting Kassein’s. Again, he felt Alezya slightly stiffen against him, like she did in the presence of strangers, and he rubbed his thumb against her skin.

“Well,” Nebora said, putting a fist on her hip, “there’s one smile I haven’t seen in a long time.”

“Thank you for preparing the bed,” Kassein muttered, although his ears were burning.

“You’re very welcome, young man. Looks like that lady’s taking care of you, alright...”

She directed her smile at Alezya, and Kassein felt his lover take a slight step back, pushing herself a bit in his arms, but she recovered fast.

“Lumie?” she asked.

“Lorey’s bringing her soon, don’t worry. I’ll tell her. Unless you two need some more privacy?”

“No,” Kassein immediately replied. “Bring her.”

“Got it. Good night!”

Nebora left, and Kassein pressed a kiss on Alezya’s head before grabbing the fresh clothes.

He had no doubt Alezya would want to spend the night with her child and get as much time as she could with her, and he was completely fine with it.

He embraced it completely, and in fact, he was almost looking forward to their first night together, the three of them. Or four.

Once they were dressed, they sat on the bed.

Not long after, Lorey walked in, carrying Lumie in her arms. She passed the little girl to a relieved Alezya before stepping out.

As soon as she was with her mom, Lumie brightened up, climbing onto her mom’s lap and letting Alezya play around with her, tickle her, and leave loud kisses on her chubby cheeks.

Kassein watched them in silent awe, feeling his heart warm up at the sight of those two and their dazzling smiles. This was exactly what he’d envisioned when he’d dreamt of reuniting daughter and mother, and he felt privileged to get to witness this adorable scene.

Moments later, Lorey returned with a tray piled high with food, and he stood to take it from her. She gave him a little smile, and quietly bid them good night before stepping out, closing the bedroom door behind her.