Grym groaned as Melione ran her teeth over his neck. Her sex hovered over his cock, teasing him. He wanted her to control him badly. He moved his arms out of the water and hung them over the side of the tub. "I'm yours," Grym groaned, and Melione continued to run her hands over his chest.

Melione leaned back, her eyes meeting his with a slight smirk. "I'll meet you in the bedroom. Dry off." She got out of the tub and walked out of the washroom.

Grym's eyes didn't leave her wet, naked body until she was out of view. He didn't wait long to follow her out of the bath, ensuring he was dried entirely before going to their bedroom. It had been a week since he sexually touched his mate. Ryfon made sure that he came home exhausted every night. Grym's hands clenched as he stood in the doorway, eyeing his mate hungrily.

Melione was lying on the bed, her legs spread open. Grym's eyes traveled up her body before stopping at the collar around her neck. A growl came from deep within his chest as his fists clenched harder.

"Grym," Melione hummed, bringing him out of his head. She held her hand out and motioned for him to come closer to her. "Come here."

Grym's eyes moved to her face and the edge of the bed. He knelt on the mattress between Melione's legs. His body relaxed whenever he was near her. "I'm yours to command, my mate."

Melione's smile grew at his words. She grabbed his hands and pulled him down to lie down beside her. She pushed his hair away from his face. "I love you," she whispered.

Grym's heart leaped in his chest whenever she said those three words. "I love you so fucking much, Melione." He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him. "You are my world. My promise still stands that I will get you out of here." His hand brushed against the collar. "I will get this damn collar off of you and bring your light back." His eyebrows furrowed with anger as his mind moved back to the day she had gotten the collar on her.

"Grym," Melione breathed out as her hand gently wrapped around his throat, her thumb brushing against his pulse. "Stop thinking about it. This wasn't your fault."

Grym's eyes snapped up to her. "Yes, it is."

Melione shook her head. "No, it's not." Her hand tightened around his throat slightly. Grym's eyelids fluttered. She leaned forward and hovered her lips over his. "You're a great mate, Grym."

Grym's hands tightened against her hips. "Melione," he groaned. His cock ached to be inside of her. His fingers ached to touch her, but he knew he needed to wait for her command.

Melione brought her lips down to his and kissed him hard. Grym ran his tongue over her bottom lip, asking for permission. She granted him access to her mouth, and he didn't waste any time in shoving his tongue into her mouth. Grym closed his eyes and allowed himself to feel in this moment. His arm tightened around her waist and pulled her so she was underneath him.

Melione pulled away for a split second. "Touch me," she ordered. "Fucking touch me, Grym."

Grym growled as his right hand moved down her body quickly and dipped in between her legs. Her legs spread open wider as his fingers danced over his sex, causing her hips to buck.

"Grym," she whined. She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Use me."

"Melione?"

"Use me, Grym," Melione repeated as she placed her hands on either side of his face. "Take all of your anger and take it out on me."

Grym shook his head and started to pull back. "I can't, Melione. I don't want to hurt you."

Melione didn't let him get far and returned his head to hers. "You won't, Grym. I trust you." Her hips bucked against him. "Please," she begged.

Grym didn't hold back the growl that was lodged in his throat. "Fuck." He moved down her body and licked his lips. It had been too long since he had tasted his woman. He gripped the back of her thighs and pushed them up and out, spreading her wide before him. He hesitated a split second before kneeling and running his tongue through her wet folds.

"Fuck, Grym!" Melione cried out as he sucked on her clit. Her hands shot out and gripped his hair, pulling it so hard that it burned his scalp.

Grym didn't care if she hurt him. He relished the pain if it meant that he was bringing his mate pleasure. Grym moved his tongue through her folds again before spearing Melione's sex. He loved the taste of her. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he savored her taste against his tongue. "Gods, Melione," he growled. "Come for me." He sucked on her clit as he shoved two fingers into her, curling them in the right spot. Her legs shook on either side of his head.

"Grym," she moaned as she came against his tongue. Her body sagged against the bed, but Grym wasn't done with her. He continued to lick and suck against her swollen bud. "Grym," she whined as she tried to move away from him.

Grym gripped her thighs and pulled her back to him. "Mine," he growled before diving back into her. He wanted to taste her again. He wanted her to come undone against him again. "Give me another one, Melione." He knew that she was close as she started to moan loudly. Seconds later, she was screaming his name as she came a second time.

Melione pulled against his hair. "Grym," she whined.

Grym sat up, licking her juices off of his lips. He continued to pump two of his fingers in and out of her, curling them slightly. "I want another one, mate." He pressed his palm against her clit. He bent over her and took her nipple into his mouth. Melione's hands wrapped in his hair as she arched into him.

"Yes," she moaned as she bucked her hips, riding against his hand.

He moved his mouth over the swell of her breasts and up her throat. "Are you going to be a good girl and come for me?"

"Grym," she groaned.

"Answer me," he growled as he added another finger to her. "Are you going to obey your mate and come?"

Melione arched her back. "Yes!" she screamed as her pussy clenched around his fingers. She slumped against the bed, staring up at him with hooded eyes. "I don't think I have another one in me," she whispered to him.

Grym pressed a gentle kiss against her lips. "One more," he told her as he moved so he was settled in between her legs. "One more, Melione." He groaned as he pushed himself into her. "Come on my cock, mate."

Melione groaned loudly as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "One more," she moaned as her hips bucked, meeting his thrusts.

Grym's head dropped into the crook of her neck. "You feel so fucking good," he groaned. He could feel himself about to explode, but he needed to feel her combust around him. He moved his hand in between them and massaged her swollen clit.

"Grym!" Melione screamed as her pussy clenched around him, milking his cock.

Grym came with her name on his lips in a roar. He stilled above her before pulling out and laying down next to her. He pulled her into his side, wrapping the blanket tight around them. He pressed a soft kiss against her forehead, wiping her hair away from her face. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

Melione snuggled closer into him. "No, Grym. That was perfect."

"Good," he replied as he pressed another kiss on her temple. "Go to sleep, Melione."

"I love you."

"I love you more."