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“Oh, erm, okay. Anyway, we have some containers for storing water in emergencies here. I will fill them and we can take them back to camp,” he suggests, looking between Dray and me, waiting for instructions.

“Do it.” I look at Dray then. “Stay with him, I will go get some people to carry them back.”

Jason nods and rushes away to do as he was told.

I move to the door, but a grinning Dray blocks it as he looks down at me.

In the harsh, white lighting, the cut brand on his chest stands out, and I find myself leaning forward and idly tracing it with my fingers.

“Guess we can have another shower party, soulmate,” he growls, and I shiver at the need in his voice.

“You’ll have to wait until we get the water to camp,” I counter, wishing I could just shut the door and jump him. I still have the excitement from battle coursing through me and I need to take it out on him.

“Be fast,” he purrs, leaning towards me.

I move past him, purposely brushing my breasts against his arm, making him growl as I saunter away.

I move to camp quickly, and grab Bern and Erik and a few other Berserkers.

They follow me back, whistling at the water pump.

Erik and a Berserker grab one of the huge containers of water, hefting it between them as they take it back.

Jason takes the other with another Berserker, while Bern grabs one by himself and doesn’t even seem to strain as he leaves.

“Bern, distract Doc for me, will you?” I call from the doorway.

He looks back at me with a grin, his eyes darting behind me before he nods. “Have fun, Ma Queen,” he yells, trudging away.

I shut the main door to the pump room and look back to see Dray lingering, his eyes locked on me like I’m his prey.

Grinning, I wander past him, stripping as I go.

My clothes drop to the floor before I step into the cubicle, then I throw my sword holsters over the curtain rail and flick on the water.

It spurts from the showerhead, cold at first, but by the time the curtain draws back it is heating up.

Ducking my head under, I slick back my hair and turn to face Dray.

The water washing down the white shower drain is pink as blood flakes fall from my body.

Dray seems to take up the whole entrance, his muscles bulging as he watches me, his clothes having been lost on the way here apart from his blades that he always keeps across his chest. “You were magnificent down there, soulmate,” he growls, his eyes ice-cold and wild.

“I wanted to throw you into the wall and fuck you in front of everyone, just to let them know you are mine.”

I arch my eyebrow at him. “Don’t you mean that you’re mine?”

“That too.” He smirks, stepping into the stall and backing me against the wall.

“You could now,” I offer, my pussy already wet from him getting rough with me. He growls as the leash he has on his control snaps.

He leans down, grabs my thigh, and throws me into the shower wall.

I grunt at the impact and he uses that to push his tongue into my mouth, battling it with mine.

He pins me there, pressing his thigh against my bare pussy as he grips my face and devours my mouth.

I moan and he swallows it down as I move against his leg, needing the pressure.

He bites my lower lip in punishment, so hard that I taste blood, which only seems to drive him wild.

He pushes me back against the wall again, making me grunt as he moves his leg and his hand replaces it.

Moaning into his mouth again, the pain from my bruised lip mixing with my pleasure, I push into his hand as he cups me.

He pulls back slightly, panting as he stares at me.

“So fucking wet, soulmate, you drive me crazy.”

“Fuck me already,” I demand, making him smirk.

He pushes my head to the side and kisses down my neck as he strokes my pussy, his fingers running along my wet heat before he pushes two thick fingers inside of me, making me gasp again.

The bite of pain only has me trying to ride his fingers harder.

He knows exactly how to play my body. Slowly, Dray pulls them out, curling and dragging them along my nerves inside before pushing them back in, fucking me quickly with his fingers as he bites down on my neck.

Throwing my head back, I reach out and grip his hair, holding him to me.

“Dray,” I warn.

He doesn’t reply, but his thumb starts to rub circles on my clit before pressing down hard.

My eyes close in bliss and I raise my hips to meet his fingers, riding them shamelessly as I chase my orgasm, which I can feel building.

My stomach tightens, my pussy pulses, and before I know it I’m coming so hard my eyes actually blacken for a moment.

Before I even recover, he pulls away, grabs my weak thighs, lines up, and slams inside of me.

I almost scream, my pussy still clenching hard around his cock from aftershocks as he forces me to take his length.

He doesn’t give me time to adjust before he pulls out and slams back in.

He reaches around me, placing his hand between the back of my head and the wall, and continues to drive into me.

Lifting my hips to meet his thrusts, I cross my ankles and kick at his ass to make him fuck me faster, harder.

The slap of our bodies meeting, and our grunts and pants fill the air over the sound of the running water, the spray hitting Dray’s back.

“Harder,” I demand, kicking him with my heels again.

He growls at me, his teeth flashing as he grips my hip with his other hand, his fingers digging in painfully, and starts to hammer into me for real. Fucking me ruthlessly.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I chant, the edge of pain and pleasure already building back up for another orgasm.

“Soulmate,” he snarls, and I snap my eyes open, locking my gaze with his, and he bends his head down and sucks my nipple into his mouth.

Groaning, I tighten my pussy around him and he grumbles against my nipple, only making me gasp again.

He twists his hip at the end of every thrust, catching those nerves inside of me, and when he bites down hard on my nipple, I come apart around him, my pussy milking his cock as he explodes with a growl.

We sag against the wall, both of us breathing hard and covered in sweat, but satisfied. “Fuck, I’m going to be sore tomorrow,” I admit.

“Yes, but it was worth it,” he replies, with that smirk tipping up his lips that drives me crazy.

I grin back, cupping his cheeks, and he leans into the touch, closing his eyes. “Who knew this is where we would be? So much has changed, it feels like so long ago when I saw you in The Ring, or even when we fought under the stars before I left.”

He opens his eyes, peering at me intently. “I was always yours, even then, I was just letting you come to terms with it.”

I laugh. I can’t help it as I trace the scar on his face, proof of the warrior he is. “Well, I guess I did.”

“‘Bout time too.” He winks.

“Come on, we better get washed up before Jason comes back and scolds us for wasting water.” I wiggle in his grip and he slides out of me, making both of us groan before he drops me to the floor.

My legs are weak and I nearly collapse, but he wraps his arm around my waist and brings me to his chest, before turning us so the water is washing over us both.

“I love how you are so strong in front of everyone else, but with me you show weakness,” he whispers, before leaning down and kissing me gently.

He sucks my damaged lip into his mouth before pulling back and kissing it better.

I peer up at him, unable to help myself. “You tell anyone and I’ll slit your throat. ”

He laughs and turns me in his arms, whispering into my ear, “I wouldn’t expect anything less, soulmate.”

I grumble but let him wash my body, his fingers insistent and methodical as he wipes away all traces of battle and sex before I turn and do the same to him.

There is even some soap left in the shower and we luxuriate in it, never taking anything for granted—just one of the things I learned out here.

I flick off the water, not wanting to waste too much, and step out.

Dray finds two towels and we dry off quickly before dressing, ready to return to our people and whatever problems are waiting.

I head to the main doorway, but he catches me around my waist and spins me. I stumble into his chest and he presses his lips to mine, devouring my mouth again before pulling away. “I love you. I gotta keep saying it, never know when it might be the last.”

“I love you too, crazy,” I reply, and he kisses me again before letting me go.

Luckily the door doesn’t require scanning to get out, so I swing it open.

Feeling more relaxed as I step out, I stop when I see a pissed looking Evan waiting on the other side.

His eyes drop to my arm and I follow his gaze to see it bleeding again.

He throws his hands in the air. “Fucking idiot, you ripped the cut again! Back in, we have to wash it and dress it,” he orders, pushing past a smirking Dray and me.

“Yes, soulmate, you ripped it again,” he teases.

I groan and head back inside. Sands below, can’t a girl catch a break?

“And I’m not even going to ask what happened to your lip!” Evan shouts, making Dray and me snigger.