Melora couldn't sleep. She still had too much adrenaline inside of her for her to be able to sleep. Her body was exhausted after what Drystan had done to her, but she couldn't sleep. Melora sat against the cold stone wall, watching her mate's chest rise and fall. She thanked the skies above that they were finally back together. She reached over and gently ran her fingers through his hair, not wanting to disturb his sleep. She didn't want him to fight. She feared losing him again and didn't want to wonder if he was alive constantly.

Melora shook her head and tried to look in front of her, but her eyes kept moving back to Drystan. Her body was sore, but she still needed him. She wondered if this was how it was always going to be. Her body constantly craved his. She took a deep breath and let her body move how it wanted. Melora straddled Drystan's waist and bent down to kiss the scars along his chest. Melora's heart hurt that he had experienced this amount of pain alone. She wanted to kill Alathic for what he had done to her mate. She wished that she knew how to fight so that she could kill him herself, but she knew that even if she did know how to fight, Drystan wouldn't let her go.

A small gasp fell from her mouth as she felt him harden against her. Melora looked up at him to see that he was still sleeping. She reached between them in the bond and didn't feel him stirring. He was still asleep. She tried to convince her body that she didn't need him. She was still sore from what he had done to her, but she couldn't control her hips moving back and forth. She could feel his member hardening underneath her.

Melora forced herself to move off of him but stopped when she felt Drystan's hands grip of thighs. She looked down at him, and her stomach flipped with how he looked at her. His eyes were dark, and a sexy smirk flitted across his lips. "Are you going to keep teasing me, Melora, or will you ride?" Drystan ran his hands higher up her thighs, moving the shirt she was wearing up to her hips.

Melora smiled down at him as she chuckled. "I'm sore, Drystan."

Drystan gently bucked his hips up against her. "I'll be gentle."

Melora leaned down and started to run the tip of her tongue over his core muscles, earning a deep groan from Drystan. "I want to be in charge, Drystan."

"Melora," he groaned.

Melora moved off of him and off the bed. She looked around the room and found her shirt. "I'm the sore one, my love. I'm going to set the pace this time." She straddled him again. "Arm's up." Drystan's eyes darkened even more as he slowly obeyed her. Melora felt his cock twitch against her, making her smirk. She tied his hands together above his head.

"I'm yours to use, Princess," Drystan rasped.

Melora moved off of him and knelt in between his legs. She wrapped her hand around his member and moved her hand up and down, swiping her thumb along the tip. The tip of her tongue darted out and ran up from the base to the end of his cock before taking him all in her mouth.

"Fuck, Melora," Drystan groaned. She looked at him to see his muscles constricting as he worked hard not to touch her. He moaned her name loudly as she sucked him. Before he could finish, she released his cock from his mouth with an audible pop. "Melora," Drystan moaned. "Let me touch you."

Melora shook her head. "Not yet." She loved the wild look in his eyes as he looked over her body. She decided that she was going to tease him more. Melora straddled his waist and hovered over his cock. She reached down between her legs and began to move her fingers over her sex.

Fuck, Melora, Drystan's voice begged in her head. Please, princess, let me touch you. Let me fill you up, Melora.

Melora shook her head as her fingers continued to move. The tip of Drystan's cock hit her sex, making her moan. She wanted him to fill her up right now. She couldn't tease him anymore. Melora met his eyes, a shiver running down her spine at the look he gave her. She gave into his begging and sunk onto his cock. A low moan came out of her mouth as the pain from being sore, and pleasure shot through her body. Now she wanted him to touch her. Melora leaned forward and untied his wrists.

Drystan's arms shot forward and wrapped around her waist as he sat up. He kept her in place as he bucked his hips into her. Melora felt his hand run up her spine and wrap her hair in his fist. He leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "That went a little too long, Melora."

Melora shook her head. Her hands reached up and gripped his shoulders. "I wanted control." She moaned as he moved her hips against him. "I wanted to make the decisions."

"My love," Drystan chuckled as he dragged his fangs up and down her neck. "You make all the decisions in the bedroom. Your body controls me." He leaned back and gave her a heated look. "I know exactly what your body needs whenever we're together. Trust me, princess; you have all the control. You don't need to tie me up to have control." His eyes moved down her body. "Although, that did excite me."

"Drystan," Melora moaned. She bucked her hips against him, wanting him to move in her. Drystan's hands moved to grip her hips. She yelped as he suddenly moved her off him and laid her down. He picked her hips off the bed to run his tongue through her center. "Fuck, Drystan!" Her hands shot out and gripped his hair. His tongue was fire against her. Melora bucked her hips against his mouth.

See, Melora? Drystan's voice chuckled in her head. This is what your body needs. This is what your body wants. You have control over me that I can't describe. I obey you and your body.

Fuck, Drystan, Melora moaned. She was getting close. The fire in her core continued getting hotter as Drystan's tongue fucked her.

You didn't need my cock to fill you, Drystan smirked, his eyes burning into hers. You needed my tongue, Melora.

Don't stop, Melora begged.

Drystan chuckled. I will always stop once you're done, Melora. Melora felt that fire burn her as her body relaxed. Drystan lapped at her before sitting up, licking his lips. "That's my girl."