I toss and turn around in my bed. A grunt escapes my throat while I open my eyes. The soft light of the moon emerges through the curtains onto my bed. My eyes fix on the ceiling. It has been weeks, perhaps months, since Threshing. Ever since, a mental bridge formed between me and Sgaeyl. I reach out down the bond, however she does not reply. Instead, I receive a rush of energy through my spine.
     ''Holy fuck,'' I curse. I sit upright in my bed and swing my legs over the edge of the bed. I rise to my feet as another wave shudders down my spine. However, it feels different. Stronger this time. My knees buckle as I desperately reach for the dresser. This energy remains in my veins, tickling my skin, ringing in my ears and it is overwhelming every sense I own.
I sink to my knees, my hands covering my ears. This energy feels too big for my body to contain and pain sears through my bones. It's as if I'm split in half. Energy pours through my body. Raw, endless power. The only thing I can do is pray for Sgaeyl to ease whatever she is doing. I sit back down, pulling my knees to my chest.
     Slowly, the pain ebbs away but the energy doesn't. I don't know how to make it disappear as it simply flows through my veins. I point the palms of my hand toward me, checking if they look any different. It feels like they should be looking different because this energy makes my hands want to touch something. To do anything.
     "Is this your power, Sgaeyl?" There is only silence. She would tell me as soon as I was ready, however, I thought she would have given me the head's up. I have to tell Nymeria. She would be going crazy if she heard I could attend Professor Carr's class with her. I open the door as another heat washes over me. It prickles my skin and centers low in my stomach.
     Fuck. This isn't Sgaeyl channelling her power... This is fucking lust and desire. I stumble into the hallway, only to hear another door opening. The door is right across from mine. I raise my head only to meet Xaden's eyes. He has a familiar expression of lust in his eyes. I suck a breath as I barely notice Xaden striding over to me. I feel his hands grasping my face and a breath later, I feel his lips on mine. Without one sober thought, I kissed him back.
"Jump," Xaden whispers huskily before capturing my lips. I obey and jump, wrapping my legs around his waist. I do not know where Xaden is heading, the only thing I know is that I want to fuck him. I hear a door close before my back is pushed against a wall or door... I don't know.

Xaden breaks the kiss to look at me. All I see is lust in his eyes as he is probably feeling the same as I am. I feel his hand on my knee as I place the other on the floor. He wraps his hand around my throat and kisses me without passion, pure lust. I feel his growing cock as he grinds himself against my clothed pussy.
"Fuck, Aelin," Xaden curses. He releases the grip on my throat and I gasp for air. I rock my hips to find any sort of desperate release. He chuckles darkly and places his hand on my abdomen.
"Someone is eager," he grunts with a smirk on his face. I cast him a glance. We are dancing a dangerous dance. One we will regret in the morning. However, I couldn't care less at this exact moment.
"I need you to fuck me, Xaden," I command. "I need you to fuck me until I see stars." You do not need to tell a man twice. His hands eagerly run down my body and it leaves a trail of fire. He slips down my panties before lowering his boxers. He holds his hand up before me before he commands:
     "Spit." Without much thought, I spit in his hand, only for him to rub the tip of cock before lining up to me. I feel my heartbeat in my throat before he thrusts into me. I throw my arms around his neck. Xaden waits for a moment before pulling out.
     "Fuck," he curses and thrusts back in. He lifts my knee to my shoulder for better access as he starts thrusting at a swift pace. My moans are muted by his lips while I dig my nails into his back. "You're so fucking tight," he curses. A knot was forming in my stomach and before I could tell, I reached my first orgasm. Instead of slowing down, he only increases his pace. Only for them to become sloppy and a moment later Xaden reaches his orgasm too.

I need to catch my breath. This was sensational. However, Sgaeyl's energy hasn't left my veins and I haven't seen the stars. Xaden takes a seat on the edge of my bed, leaning backward supported by his hands. I take a look at his soft cock as I decided I wanted more.
     I walk over, kneading my breasts and feeling his sperm in my pussy. Xaden has his eyes fixed on me and he watched me suck my fingers with his sperm on it. I straddle his lap and rock my hips once on his soft cock before guiding it to my pussy. I moan at the feeling of him growing hard as he groans as well.
I move at a slow pace, moving up and down. My eyes fix on his facial expression. How badly he wants to take control. It is torturing him. I slowly ride his cock as moans leave my mouth. At some point, he must have thought enough as his hands gripped my waist and moved me himself. He wiggles us further onto the bed and places his feet on the edge. Therefore he slams his cock further into me and fucks without mercy. I lay down on him, my breasts touching his warm chest.
"Hands and knees," he commands. He pulls out of me and I go down on my hands and knees. I feel the sensation of his fingers too short to enjoy before he slams his cock into me. His fingers. What could his fingers do? Fuck. He spreads my knees for further access and fuck... He is so fucking good at this.
"Do you see the stars already?" he grunts and keeps on thrusting. I glance over my shoulder and say: "You have to do better for that to happen." His eyes narrow before he lifts my upper body to his chest. His hand is on my throat and the other is securing my waist. He spreads my knees just a little further before continuing to fuck me. A familiar knot forms in my stomach.
"I-" "No, you just wait," Xaden whispers in my ear. "Don't come just yet. Wait for my command." I whine in response, trying to hold my release, but it is simply impossible.
"Fuck, Xaden," I gasp. The air is slightly cut off by his hand. His hand around my throat is simply enough to say ... Hot as fuck.
"You are a pretty thing to fuck," he whispers in my ear. "Should have taken the move far sooner." His words send me over the edge, to another orgasm. I clench around his cock, which sends him over the edge as well. He came with a grunt and his thrusts became sloppy.
"So disobedient," he grits through his teeth. He grabs a fistful of my hair and yanks me toward him. "Lie down and spread your pretty cunt for me." As exhausted as I am, I don't protest and lie down. I spread my legs for him and soon enough, he dives between my legs. His tongue makes sensational work of my pussy. My hands reach for my breasts but he orders me not to.
"You cannot touch yourself and you can come if I tell you so," he says before fingering me with two of his fingers. Fuck. His long fingers curl to hit the perfect spot. Each. Fucking. Time. I press my head into the pillow as my chest heaves up and down.
"Xaden, please," I beg. He chuckles darkly before he allows me to. I scream as I reach another orgasm, gripping the sheets with my hands. I didn't get much time to catch my breath because he slams his hard cock into my pussy. How high is his stamina?? Another wave of pleasure engulfs my body and it becomes too much. The feeling of his cock filling me up. The amount of times I reached my orgasms. I started to see the stars. Fucking bastard. He and I both reached our climax with a grunt.
We both are panting, needing to catch our breaths. The energy had worn off and due to exhaustion, I passed out and fell asleep. I became unaware of Xaden, who fell asleep right beside me. Both naked. Both fucked to exhaustion.

I stir awake and my eyes flutter open. I blink several times to wake as I start to realize that I am ... naked. Why am I naked? I move my legs and I feel a sore pain between ... my legs. What the fuck has happened? I turn around to see a man's back and fuck. I see a black tattoo on his back. Fuck. Fuck.
"Riorson," I hiss. "Riorson!" I shake him awake and he awakes with a grunt.
"What?" His voice is hoarse and raspy.
"What are you doing in my room? No, what the fuck are you doing in my bed?" I question. Xaden stares at me, trying hard not to look at my breasts. He remains silent as if he knows more than me.
"What do you know more than me?" As soon as the question leaves my lips, I remember Sgaeyl's energy. I remember stumbling into the hallway and meeting Xaden. Oh no... My heart sinks and my eyes meet Xaden's.
"Did we?" I question, feeling naked and disgusted at the same time. He slowly nods as I let out a gasp. I pull up the blanket to cover myself.
"It is best for you to leave," I whisper. "We never speak of this again." Xaden nods and leaves my bed. I turned my head away after I caught a glimpse of his bum. I hear the door open and close before I break out in a sob. I fucked him. I fucked Xaden. I am not in a romantic relationship with him, I am in a romantic relationship with Garrick. I am supposed to fuck him, not Xaden. How am I to meet Garrick?
I throw my legs over the edge, now remembering I rode his cock on this edge of the bed. I shut my eyes and rise to my feet. I feel sore between my legs and I fucking hate it. I take a glance at the clock, calculating whether I have time for a shower. I do. Good, because I feel odd.
     After a quick shower, I dress in my flight leather and put my hair in a braid. I head to the dais for the daily formation. I stand next to Nehemia and next to me stands ... Xaden. I feel his presence beside me. I casts him a glance and he wisely doesn't return it. My body aches, probably due to last night's events. God, how did this happen?
     "No comment." How nice of you to show up, I thought. I receive another grumble through the mental bridge. I suppose you have had your great deal in this.
     "You'll figure it out, Celebrian." I roll my eyes and shake my head in the slightest. Of course, I had to figure it out.

"What happened with you?" Nehemia questions. "Looks like you've seen a ghost." I take a sigh and answer: "I will tell you later." I meet her eyes for a moment and I guess she takes the hint that it is serious business.
     After the death roll had been read, we were dismissed. "Tell me," Nymeria speaks the moment we are dismissed.
"Tell what?" I stiffen at the sound of his voice. My thoughts instantly went to last night. The feeling of Xaden's... I turn to Garrick and I meet his soft eyes. I instantly feel guilty.
     "Why the feeling of betrayal?" Sgaeyl questions. I clench my jaw as I tell her that I cannot bear to look at him as I fucked his cousin last night. I cheated on him.
     "Perhaps it makes it better, you couldn't have acted otherwise. Riorson was simply there at the wrong time and place." Her words oddly find a soothing way through my body.
"I felt a spark of energy," I say with a restrained smile, finding the right words to describe what happened. "I thought Sgaeyl was channelling her power but now I feel nothing." Nymeria got excited but it wore off when I told her it was nothing.
"It will come, princess," Garrick soothes, gently stroking my back. His touch felt foreign after I felt Xaden's hands on my body. He presses a kiss on my cheek before telling me need to leave. I send him a faint smile and wait for him to be out of hearing range.
"You mustn't tell a soul," I warn in a quiet voice. Nehemia figuraly seals her lips and throws away the key. "Riorson and I fucked last night." Nymeria's eyes grew wide and she clasped her mouth in surprise. "I don't know how it happened. The part of Sgaeyl's energy was right, however, it turned out to be lust instead of power."
"You mean to tell me Sgaeyl was also ... Oh my god, I don't want to know that dragons do it," Nymeria cringes and shudders. I cringe at the thought as well.
"I stumbled into the hallway and met Xaden. One thing led to another," I say, feeling my cheeks redden. Nymeria casts a glance at Xaden, who seems to be acting perfectly fine.
"Did you enjoy it though?" Nymeria questions with a grin. I met her gaze and my flushed face must have said enough. She gawks and puts her hand to her mouth. I found the courage and embarrassment to say:
"I saw the stars."