The corners of my mate's mouth turned up as I looked down at her. Her arousal grew as I curled my fingers inside of her. "Come for me, Princess." He ran his fangs up and down her neck, bringing out a muffled moan. He watched as her eyes fluttered as her walls constricted around his fingers. "That's my girl," he hummed. When she finished, he picked her up and placed her on the small bed.

Melora's eyes widened as he gripped the back of her thighs and spread them. He bent down and ran his tongue through her folds. He sucked on her clit, causing a muffled scream to come out of her mouth. Drystan smirked as he knew that she was already sensitive and that he would take full advantage of it. Melora gripped his hair as he began to shove his tongue into her. She struggled against him, trying to move away from him, but he kept her still. One of his arms wrapped around her leg, his fingers reaching for her clit. He moved his fingers in a circle as he moved to fuck her with his tongue.

Drystan looked up at her and smirked. Her eyes fluttered as her hips began to buck against his mouth. He sat up quickly before she could finish, earning a glare from her. He wanted to feel her walls constrict around his cock. He loved the feeling. Drystan leaned over her and bent down. The tip of his cock brushed against her entrance, causing a low groan to come from Melora.

"You're mine, Melora," he groaned. He wrapped his hand around his cock and moved it around her clit. "Your body is mine. Are you still wanting me to use you, Princess?" His left hand gripped her chin gently, making her look at him.

Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she nodded. He could tell that she wanted to speak. Drystan took the shirt out of her mouth and smirked. "What were you saying?"

Melora rolled her eyes as her hips bucked against him. "Yes, Drystan," she groaned as his tip moved against her clit. Her hands wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer to her. "Use me."

Drystan wrapped an arm around her waist and flipped them over. He pulled her down on his cock, a gasp falling out of his mouth. She wrapped around him perfectly. He gripped the back of her neck, his thumb swiping over her skin. "You need to feed if you want to please me, Melora." He pressed a soft kiss against her lips. "Remember your safe word, my love, if I get too rough."

Melora nodded her head as she rocked her hips against him. "It's midnight," she breathed.

"Good girl," he purred as his hands gripped her hips, moving them to the rhythm he wanted. "Feed, Melora."

Melora leaned forward, her nipples rubbing against his chest. She used the tip of her tongue to run up and down his neck. Drystan couldn't help the moan that came out of his mouth as her fangs scraped against his skin. He moved his neck to give her more access before she sank her fangs into the spot on his neck. He loved the way that her fangs felt inside of him. He continued moving her hips back and forth, his build rising. He didn't know if he would be able to continue if she continued to feed him.

"Fuck, Melora," he groaned as she took her fangs out of his neck. He reached up and wrapped her hair around his fist, pulling her head back gently. Her breasts were on perfect display for him. Drystan bent down and flicked his tongue against her nipple, bringing a moan out.

Melora's fingernails dragged onto his shoulders as he bucked his hips harder against her. She moaned his name as he began to suck on her nipple, swirling it around with his tongue. He knew that she was close to finishing. He took her breast out of his mouth and gripped the back of her neck. He crashed his lips onto hers, and in between kisses, he ordered her, "Come for me, Melora."

"Drystan," she moaned. Her eyes began to flutter as her hip movements became erratic. She whimpered underneath his touch. "Drystan."

"Come for me, Princess," Drystan breathed out. He was going to have her in every position that he could. He knew whenever her body would be done, but he wasn't going to drain her energy. He knew better. He leaned back slightly and groaned as her walls squeezed his cock. That feeling drove him over the edge. His seed shot into her.

When they finished, Melora wrapped her arms around his neck, resting her head against his shoulder. "I don't think I could go another round, Drystan."

Drystan smirked as he wrapped his arms around her waist. He pressed a soft kiss on her temple. "I know you have another round in you, Melora." He kissed her again. "But we'll stop if you don't think you can." He leaned down and ran his teeth along her ear. "I have all eternity to fuck you." He nuzzled her neck, breathing in her scent. He still couldn't believe that he was touching her. They were free. He was never going to leave her alone again. He swore up and down that Alathic was going to die. Drystan gently lifted her off of him and laid them both down. Her head was on his chest, giving him the perfect time to check out the bruises and burns on her neck. Her body was already healing fast, but he could still see them.

"We could hide," Melora's soft voice brought his attention.

Drystan moved slightly so he could look at her face. "Hide?"

Melora nodded as she leaned up on her elbow. "I think we should hide until all this shit is over."

"Melora," Drystan groaned as he ran his knuckles down her cheek. "We don't know how long this will go. It could be months before Alathic decides to give up or is killed."

Melora nodded. "I know, but I still think it's best to hide until this is over." Her eyes pleaded with him. "We'd be together. I don't want to question whether or not you're alive if you go and fight."

Drystan felt his chest tighten as she begged him. He hated that he couldn't give her peace right now. He wished he could, but he knew that what she wanted was futile. "Melora," he sighed. "I have no choice but to fight." She started to open her mouth, but he raised a hand to stop her. "I have to fight. I need to kill my father. He laid his hands on you, Melora." He motioned to the bruises and burns on her throat. "I cannot, as your mate, let that slide and go into hiding. You are mine to protect, Melora. I failed you on the road. I failed you at the compound. I failed you in Alathic's castle." He worked hard to control his feelings. "I will not fail you again, Melora. I will kill Alathic. I will kill whoever touches you, Melora. I don't care who they are."

Melora searched his eyes for what he didn't know, but eventually, she did speak as she nodded her head. "Alright, Drystan. I want to fight with you."

"Fuck no," Drystan growled as he sat up.

Melora sat up and moved, sitting in front of him, straddling his legs. "I can fight, Drystan."

Drystan shook his head. "No, Melora. You cannot fight the way that Alathic's men fight." He reached out and took her hand. "I will fight this fight by myself. I will tie you to the bedpost if you try to follow me to the battlefield. I promise, Melora, that I will return to you. He will not win."