His Forsaken Luna-Chapter 141: Yours (2)

Mine. My mate.

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Eryx was on me in a second, his lips clashing against mine, his growl vibrating through me. My fingers tugged tighter in his hair, a soft moan escaping my lips. My body was so sensitive to his, tingling with the flicker of flames in my bloodstream, awakening my body like never before.

I thought I’d understood desire from my heats, the way my body would ache with unfulfilled need. But this? This was something more. So much more. It wasn’t just physical, but some primal force threading and intertwining firmly between our bodies. The thrum of our need was palpable, our hairs on end, and our touches so sensitive to each other.

I wanted to cling to him, feel his heat and sweat against me, his scent intoxicating me. I couldn’t kiss him back enough, our lips and tongues almost fighting for survival.

His lips moved with a possessive hunger, the scrape of his teeth teasing my lower lip before he soothed the sting with his tongue. Every nerve in my body felt alive, sensitive to the way his hands gripped my waist, his fingers digging into my hips as though to anchor me to him. My heart raced, my breaths coming in short, desperate gasps between kisses.

My teeth then dragged on his bottom lip in kind, and he pinned me harder against the tree with his hips, the rumbling of his chest loud, our bodies moulding around each other. We were like starved animals in need of claiming each other.

Eryx pulled his mouth from mine, and I panted, staring at him with a small whine. Why did he stop? Eryx smirked as his mouth moved to my jaw, trailing kisses along it and down to my neck. He inhaled deeply, his gravelly voice humming.

"Eryx..." I sighed, my head tipping back, giving him easier access to my throat. "Eryx..."

He smirked against my neck, biting and sucking. My nails dug in a little, the heat between our lower bodies, the intense need making me grind for friction against him.

Eryx positioned himself at my entrance, and I was practically panting, shaking for him to push, to connect us. He lowered me a little until our foreheads were pressed together, our eyes locked, his growl vibrating through me, the sound rumbling the ground and shooting straight to my core. My lips parted as he slowly pushed in.

"Lia," he moaned my name like it was his salvation. "You’re..."

Yes. I didn’t need any preparation for this. I was utterly needy and slick, ready for him. I’d say embarrassingly so but nothing about this moment, about my mate sheathing himself inside of me was embarrassing. We were meant to be.

We’d been together before, but not like this. My body was sensitive, my senses heightened, and on top of that, the bond was making me almost melt and yearn to be ravaged by Eryx.

"Eryx..." My breath hitched, and it was his undoing. He pulled back almost all the way out of me, then thrust hard and deep in one powerful motion. I gasped; my body moved against the tree, my fingers gripping him.

He did it again, his hips picking up speed, each as powerful and deep, like he was reminding me who’s I was. "E-Eryx..." I sucked on his bottom lip, and he was becoming feral, wild. I couldn’t help it; I wanted him to lose it. Lose control with me in the moment.

The bark bit into my back, but it only made my moans louder; the roughness of how he took me made my senses. His hands gripped my thighs tighter, his body pressing me against the tree as though he couldn’t get close enough. And neither could I.

Our breaths mingled, panting and moaning in the forest, the crisp night air, the blanket of snow. As though our fiery need had caused it, the spot beneath us was melted, revealing dirt. Eryx growled again, bruising my lips in a rough claim. I moaned into it, fingers clinging to his hair.

I ripped my lips apart from his and started kissing down his neck softly, nipping only a few times. "Eryx..." I breathed. He slowed but kept the depth, holding me with one hand now, stepping away from the tree.

My legs tightened around his waist, and I clung to him as he slowly lowered to the ground. I placed my lips against his, urgent but soft at the change of position, our breaths slowing, turning lazy as our hearts pounded as one. I moved against him slowly, now riding him on the forest floor. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Ah... Lia... My Lia..." Eryx groaned; his eyes were still bright, wild, and feral, his grip on my thighs almost bruising, but he kissed me softly now, his tongue moving against mine lazily as we enjoyed each other.

His lips moved from mine, grazing along the side of my face, our cheeks brushing, hair mixing as his hands roamed up my body and into my hair as my small frame moved along his. "Let me see all of you..." Eryx whispered against my ear. "Let me worship my mate."

I leaned back and watched his gaze roam over me, desire and possessiveness washing over him. "So beautiful..." He said gruffly, his eyes dark and smouldering, his hands gripping my hips tightly again, lowering his body so he could watch me above him. I blushed, feeling so exposed to him like this but the way he looked at me, I’d never felt so desired for before. So beautiful.

I stared down at him, the blush fading. I felt beautiful; I felt good above him, the way he watched me like that. My movements started to pick up, my eyes locked on him. His hands slid along my body, caressing until his hand snaked around the back of my neck, and he tugged me down in that dominant, commanding way that made me sigh.

His hips started to move as our bodies were entangled, becoming heated again until, in one swift motion, the world blurred, and I was beneath him.

The cool grass beneath me was a stark contrast to the heat radiating from him, but I welcomed it, the softness grounding me.

Eryx knelt above me, his movements slower now, more deliberate, like he was trying to slow our wild movements, and take his time. It wouldn’t last.

My breath caught as I took him in again, the strength of his form, the scars that told stories I didn’t yet know but longed to learn. He was dangerously beautiful, powerful, mine.

He seemed to read my thoughts, his lips curling into a small, almost shy smile. "You’re staring," he teased, though his voice was thick with emotion.

"Can you blame me?" I shot back, my own smile tugging at the corners of my lips.

His laughter was soft, a sound I wanted to memorise, but it quickly faded as his gaze darkened again, his focus returning to me. He moved slower now, his hands exploring, tracing every curve, every line, as though mapping me. I shivered under his touch, my body responding to him in ways I didn’t think possible.

I reached for him, pulling him down until our foreheads touched. Our breaths mingled, our hearts racing in tandem. "Mine," I whispered, the word carrying all the weight of the bond between us.

"Yours," he replied, growling intensely.

His hands cupped my face, his thumbs brushing against my cheeks as he leaned down to kiss me again. This time, the kiss was unhurried, filled with a tenderness that left me breathless. It was as though he was savouring me, every touch, every taste, quiet worship.

His weight pressed against me, solid and reassuring. My hands roamed his back, feeling the ripple of muscle beneath his skin, the way his body seemed to respond to every touch. His lips left mine, trailing down my neck again, slower this time, his breath hot against my skin.

We moved together, slow and deliberate, building up the sensations flooding our sensitive bodies. Eryx’s hands were everywhere, grounding me, claiming me as though he was afraid I might disappear. I held him just as tightly, my nails raking against his skin, leaving marks that would fade far too quickly.

The bond between us hummed, a quiet, constant presence that only grew stronger with every moment.

Eryx’s gaze never left mine, even as our movements slowed, our breaths mingling in the cool night air. His hand cupped my cheek, his thumb brushing against my skin in a gesture so tender it made my chest ache.

"Idalia," he murmured, my name a prayer, a promise. "You’re everything."

I swallowed hard, my emotions threatening to overwhelm me. I never expected it to be like this. I knew from stories, but it was different experiencing it.

Eryx was my mate. Not my chosen mate. My true mate.

We stayed like that, tangled together on the forest floor, the world forgotten. For that moment, nothing else mattered. It was just us, our growing bond, our promise.