Draco

We were in the middle of our bedroom on the island. “Why are we back here?” she asked, looking around our bedroom. What did she think we were doing here? The woman had the gift of sight but missed what was in front of her.

“This, this has been what’s bothering you?” I asked, running my hands through my hair. My wife has been playing cold as ice with me because of a secret.

“Yes,” she sobbed. Fuck, that was my breaking point. I hated when she’d cry. I was mad as fuck for the hiding, but I could never stop loving her. God, I couldn’t exist without her. She should know that. I don’t know what those fucking visions told her, but they were wrong. They were skewed or some shit.

“Don’t cry. I’ve waited over a week for you because I thought it was the baby and the pain of labor that pushed you away from me,” I said, cupping her face with my hands. Her hot tears reached the edges of my thumbs and it destroyed me inside.

She turned her head to the side, trying to hide her pain. “God no. I was afraid you wouldn’t love me once you knew,” she admitted lifting her gaze to mine. I saw the fear in them.

I brushed away the tears, then kissed her eyes, her cheeks, and finally her lips. My thoughts still fucking with my brain were too much. Halting the kiss, I questioned, “I’ll never stop loving you. Did you see something crazy like that?”

“Sort of. But…I don’t want you to hate me.”

“I’d never hate you. I live and breathe for you. Everything in me belongs to you, Charlotte. I need to show you how much you belong to me.” I undressed her so fast she could barely let out a gasp. Then I laid her on the bed, parting her thighs because I had craved my mate for so damn long that I couldn’t even breathe. I drank in her scent, rubbing my nose down her wet lips. The cravings were more than I could bear. My mouth claimed her pussy, kissing and licking her folds, sucking on her clit until her back arched off the bed. I rose up and tossed my clothes off in a flash before climbing onto the bed, stalking my mate, my soul, and demanding entrance to her.

“Don’t ever shut me out like that again, Charlotte.” I grabbed her leg and tugged it around my waist then drove into her depths with one thrust, making us one again. The overwhelming relief shot down my spine, sending my orgasm soaring through me.

“Sorry,” I grunted, pumping into her. She clenched around my cock, every inch being massaged by her walls.

“I’m coming,” she cried out, clawing at biceps. I roared, holding her tight while we both rode out our first coupling since Marco was born.

“That was fast,” I panted out, chuckling to myself. It wasn’t my best moment, but my mate, my wife, and my reason for being needed reminding

She ran her hands through my hair and down to my cheeks, kissing me feverishly. “Yes, well it’s been a long time coming. I missed you, Draco.”

“I missed you more, my love.” I brushed her hair out of her face and bent down kissing her mouth. “I love you so much, Charlotte.”

“I’d love to stay here in bed with you, but we have another battle to happen.” We got up and I glanced back at the bed. We had been wilder than I imagined. The sheets were a mess.

“Oh, so you use me for my body, then leave me,” she complained, stopping away to the shower, but turning her head to wink at me before going into the bathroom.

“Not exactly. You’re coming with and then when we get back, I’m going to use your body some more,” I suggested, following her in there. I wanted her again, but the Lamia had to go and fuck that up.

“Fine, let’s shower and get back.” She hit the shower jets then climbed in. I helped her wash because well, I loved touching her and before we knew it I lifted her onto my cock and pushed her back against the shower wall. “Please don’t stop.”

“Love, I’m not stopping until you’re coming on my cock,” I growled as I bit down on her shoulder, not breaking the skin.

“Bite me, Draco,” she moaned. Fuck yes, just what I needed. I slid my tongue along her pulse and then released my fangs and plunging into her vein. I grunted, thrusting up into her as I took her into me.

“Ah, I’m coming,” she cried out. Licking her wound closed, I kissed her letting her suck her blood off my tongue. Coming down from our high, we washed up and climbed out.

As I personally dried her off, I gave her fair warning, “You know you’re not fighting, right?”

She turned around, so I could see her face, but I was distracted by her breasts. “Of course. You know that one day, you may need me to fight, right?”

“I hope that day never comes,” I stated, bending down and drying them off before taking a drink of her milk. Fuck, I had work to do.

“Well, I hope so, too, but you never know.” I pulled away before I took her again, dressing as fast as possible. Then we checked in on Gideon who was sitting with Mary in the kitchen.

“What are you two doing here?” Mary asked, arching her brow with a smirk.

“You didn’t feel the compound shaking?” I joked, returning their smile with a wink. “We’ve got to get back before the Lamia make their appearance. We’ll check in if we need you.” We teleported back to their location and waited for their jokes to run their course.