Chapter Twenty-Three
Wading through the cold water of the lake, Libelle stared up at the bright moon in the sky. The air was surprisingly warm this evening, and washing in the lake felt refreshing after the day’s events. She tipped her head back, the water tickling her ears as she lazily back stroked. She and Eskil had arrived shortly after the sun set, the carriage driver returning to his home in Edinburgh once they had stepped out of his wagon.
She had filled her mind with Ingrid the entire ride home, even now: she was trying desperately to find an answer to her murder. She could determine how she died, however the reason why and who did it: was completely unknown. Who would do something like that? Ingrid was such a sweet girl, she didn't deserve that.
A splash in the water caught her attention and she straightened in the water. Eskil was standing in the shallow water watching her, a towel wrapped around his waist.
“Do you mind if I join you?” He called out to her.
Cheek’s flushing, she turned around in the water and faced away from him. “It’s fine.”
She heard the ripple in the water as Eskil walked further into the lake, the flutter of his towel occurred a moment before she heard him chuckle. “This water is freezing.”
“Oh? I thought it was nice and comfortable.” She said despite the shiver that ran through her body.
“Comfortable?” He said getting closer to her. “Libby, you're shivering.”
His arms wrapped around her waist, the warmth of his body spreading into hers. He gently kissed her neck and held her close, her head falling back against his collarbone. She was staring up at the sky and his gaze followed hers.
“Libby,” He said gently using her nickname. “You were able to find her, you can't do anything else than that.”
She nodded.
“Try to focus on something else for now, don't let it ruin your mood tonight.” He stroked her stomach. “Think of something else.”
She smiled, “What should I think of then?”
The water rippled again as Eskil spun her around in the water, pulling her against his chest. Her porcelain skin standing out from the clear yet dark water. “Perhaps you can think of me?”
She brushed her hair behind her ear, staring coyly at him. “If I think of you, where will we end up then?”
His smile was seductive, his eyes smoldering as he moved through the water with her until his feet found the sandy soil at the bottom of the lake. “I believe you know.” He kissed her gently. “Exactly.” Another kiss. “Where. This. Will. End. Up.” Between each word he kissed her, dragging her through the water and bringing her closer to the shoreline. Libelle giggled, curling her arms around his neck, returning his gentle kiss with a passionate one of her own.
His hands caressing her lower back, then to her bottom where he lifted her up in his arms. Her bare waist against his own, her legs wrapping around his waist. The cool water still tickling their skin.
“Libelle, can I ask you something?”
“Yes.”
He slowly spun them around in a circle in the water, his hands moving up her back to cup her face. “Will you bind yourself to me?”
Surprise came over her at his question, at first not knowing how to answer his question. To bind herself to Eskil, she would literally be binding her soul to his. Forever. His eyes searched hers with her hesitation, she knew how he felt about her. She knew she cared for him, she knew the intense feelings for him, were just like love. Do I love him? She was trying to make sense of his question, by asking him to bind their souls together; was it similar to him asking her to marry him? If Eskil asked her to marry him, she would say yes, right? Why would she say ‘No’ now?
“Will you show me what I need to do?”
The smile that beamed across his face reminded her of a giddy child, “Of course.”
Eskil laughed warmly, kissing her again and swimming in a circle. “Anything my little elf, my love, I will do anything for you.” Still carrying her in his arms, he waded through the cold water towards the shore line. Passionately kissing her the entire way, his bare feet clung to the small sand grains as he walked onto the beach.
He dropped down onto his knees, breaking his lips from their kiss to straighten the towel he had thrown down earlier. His large hands grasping her buttocks, while her delicate fingers twisted into his hair. He laid her down on the large cotton towel, resting his already hard member between her legs which excited an expectant gasp from her lips.
“Not yet beloved, not yet.” He chuckled, brushing her hair back and kissing her thin neck. His warm hands trailing over her body, like feathers his fingertips traced her ribs to her hips, then up to her raised arms. A gentle kiss on his jawline, a stinging nip on her clavicle, followed by a teasing lick of his tongue against her skin.
Libelle couldn’t hold back her needy and lust filled moan, her hands reaching between them for his hard cock. It had only been a few days since she last felt him, and it felt like an eternity: she wanted him now. Her sex ached so badly, she wanted him to fill every inch of her and yet he pulled away from her grasp.
Puzzled, she questioningly looked up at him. Eskil smiled, nipping the tip of her nose. “Patience my love, there are… other things we will do first.” He laughed when she made a frustrated grumble, sarcastically rolling her eyes.
“Libelle, by exchanging these vows, by making the bond with me… you are binding more than just your soul to me. You are giving me your body, your heart and your mind. You will be able to feel what I feel, see what I see, and hear whatever lustful thoughts I have in my mind.” He playfully nipped he finger as she cradled his cheek. “Does that make sense to you?”
“Yes.” She nodded.
“Typically, the bond is made between two dragons when they are in flight. However, neither of us have wings so this beach will have to do.” He took her hand in his, holding it to his chest.
“All you have to do beloved, is do what I do.”
She nodded again, smiling warmly at him. “Alright.”
Eskil took a deep breath, gently clasping her hand in his. He kissed her palm, then pierced her skin with his fangs. Blood sprouted from the wound and she flinched, watching as he led her hand to his chest. Her bloody palm resting over his heart.
“My lifemate, this day I become yours. I give you my heart, my soul, every ounce of my being. I vow to protect you, I vow to love you every day for the rest of our lives, and I vow to place your well-being above me own.”
He bit deeply into his palm, allowing her to guide his hand to her breast bone. “Repeat what I said.”
Her voice shook. “My lifemate, this day I become yours. I give you my heart, my soul, every ounce of my being.” She nearly stumbled over the words, realizing that with the vows Eskil’s body began to shimmer with a transparent glow of violet energy. “I vow to protect you, I vow to love you every day for the rest of our lives, and I vow to place your well-being above me own.”
He drew a line with his blood from her hairline down to between her brows, “In the name of all the old gods and goddesses, I bind our souls together for all time.”
She did the same with her own blood, “In the name of all the old gods and goddesses, I bind our souls together for all time.”
Eskil captured her plump lips in a hot kiss, his tongue forcefully claiming her mouth and twisting with her own tongue. His moan filled with desire as he cupped her cheeks in his hands, kissing her again and again.
“Libelle.” He purred then chuckling as she stared at him with a questioning expression. “What is it?”
Her brows raised with confusion, her lips parting to speak then pausing. “You're glowing.”
He chuckled again, “My love, so are you.”
To her surprise, she was. Her entire body covered in the lavender colored energy, the warmth of it reminding her of the warmth of his touch. The magical energy swarmed between the two of them. She reached up and touched his firm chest, feeling his heartbeat in rhythm with hers. She felt warm all over, her heart began pounding in her chest, and her mind was going wild.
Calm yourself beloved.
Libelle’s eyes widened again, she shot upwards and nearly knocked him onto his side. “Wait! You, I heard you?!”
He smirked, “My thoughts are your thoughts Libelle, as are yours.”
She blushed, “So we can… read each other's thoughts?”
Yes, that's right. He leaned backwards, lifting his hips and causing Libelle to fall against his chest. You can also see within my mind, exactly what it is I’d like to do to you.
She could, she was able to see every detail he imagined of doing to her. Kissing her, touching her with his hands and tongue, slamming his cock into her. It made her feel so hot inside, seeing how much he wanted her. The image of him tasting between her legs sent a wonderful sensation to her core.
She wondered, if she could taste him like that.
Do anything you’d like my dear, I won't stop you.
She felt her cheeks become hotter than they were a moment ago, her thoughts were no longer private. She swallowed hard, sitting up in his lap and staring down at his muscular chest down to his chiseled stomach. Between her legs was his pulsating member, erect and ready for her to do as she pleased.
Libelle bit her lip, lifting herself up and moving down his body as she tried to recall everything he had done to her. She wanted him to enjoy this, just like she had: except her mind went blank from passion every time he did this to her. Damnit.
He chuckled, reaching down to tangle his fingers in her hair.
“No.” She said firmly, surprising him. “Don’t touch. Uhm, just… let me do it.”
Another chuckle. Libelle brushed her hair behind her ear, kissing the side of his neck down to his chest. She pinched his nipple between her teeth and he inhaled sharply, then she eased the sting away by twirling her tongue around it.
I feel as though I shouldn't get aroused by that. He thought.
Libelle giggled this time, turning her attention to his other nipple while her hands massaged his flexing muscles in his stomach. He twitched when her hair tickled his chest as she trailed kisses down to his belly button, her knees adjusting to slide herself down further. She felt his anticipation climb when her breath teased his cock, his hard member jerking at the attention.
She was in control she realized, do not touch. She thought, stretching her mind out to his in hopes he would hear her. Put your arms above your head.
Strangely he obeyed and she smiled, her hair now tickling his stomach while she raked her nails down his thighs. She kissed each one of his inner thighs, her hands sliding up from his knees to his stomach again, then slowly raking her nails back down. Her breath teased his cock again, watching it twitch once more.
Eskil’s large and thick member was still so intimidating, but having the opportunity to thoroughly explore it may ease the tension she had with it. Her tongue flicked out past her lips, teasing the underside of the shaft. He muffled a groan when she then licked a flaming hot line from the base of his shaft to the tip.
She wrapped her fingers around it, the girth making it difficult for her thumb and index finger to touch. She stroked him ever so slowly up, then down; her mouth opening to suck in his soft and round head. Hearing another groan come from him, she twirled her tongue around the head of his hard cock. The tip of her tongue flicking back and forth against the eye of the snake. Eskil’s hips thrusted upwards, his hands lowering and reaching for her.
Libelle let go of him and released him from her mouth, sitting up to glare at him. “I said no touching.”
His vibrant gold eyes burned, but he snarled and dropped his hands back down above his head. Libelle smiled, her nails digging into his thighs when her teeth grazed his sensitive sack. She trailed kisses up his legs and back to his cock, lubricating his slick member with her saliva as she took him back into her mouth. Her head moving up and down to take in as much she could of him.
She suckled him quickly, her tongue twirling around his shaft and exciting more moans from him. Libelle. His thoughts repeated her name.
He growled. “Enough, stop. I said stop.”
She ignored him, her hands rubbing the length her mouth could not reach. Her head bobbed faster as she heard his breathing speed up. It was growing more difficult to focus on him, as she felt his pleasure radiating into her.
He reached for her again. Hands above your head, I said no touching.
“Libelle, you need to stop. I'm going to-” He groaned when she sucked hard on the head of his cock, then swiftly slurping him back into her mouth. “Libby, I’m about too-”
Eskil ignored her protest and pulled himself out of her mouth, just as he exploded across her face. He froze in surprise, his slick cum clinging to her hair and cheek. She stared at him even more shocked, and Eskil couldn't handle how adorable she looked sitting with her lips parted and her eyes narrowed. Adorable, yes. Sexy and beautiful, by the gods nothing was more perfect.
She wiped his cum from her cheek, playfully cursing at him. He pulled her onto his lap. “My little elf,” He whispered into her ear, “You’ll pay for that.”
Eskil’s stubble tickled Libelle’s inner thigh as he kissed a path to her awaiting and aching sex, she was desperate for him and her slick juices leaked from her tight core. He gently slid his fingers between her wet lips, deliberately moving them carelessly and slow. She rested on her knees, her elbows supporting the weight of her upper body. She was looking over her shoulder at him, her body trembling with anticipation.
His fingers slid in and out of her, and she fought back a moan.
“Oh?” Eskil chuckled. “Trying to hide that delectable voice from me now? That's not fair.”
Again he slid his fingers in and out, twisting them as he did so.
He purred with a sigh, “Libby, you're so wet. So ready for me.” He kissed her lower back. “Your body was made for mine, your sweet body is so eager for me and I’ve hardly touched you.”
She stifled another moan. He smiled, “I can feel how much you want me. Feel how wet you are? Feel how much you're sucking my fingers in? It’s as if you’ll never have enough of me.”
Her sex constricted around his fingers as her ground them against her sweet spot, her back arched further and her bottom raised up towards him.
He smiled slyly. “Libby, tell me what you want. I’ll do whatever you ask me to do.”
He felt her hesitation, saw the redness of her ears. He withdrew his fingers and she whimpered, unconsciously pushing her hips towards his. Eskil’s cock surged, and he rubbed it with her sticky juices, pressing the head of it against her entrance.
“What would you like me to do?” He asked again.
Her voice broke, “I want you inside me.”
He smiled wider in victory, “As you wish.” Eskil slammed his cock into her all at once, relishing at how tight she was. It took a moment for her muscles to adjust and he felt them coil around his cock as he buried himself into her, all the way to his hilt. He groaned, spreading her cheeks with his hands as he started pounding into her hard and fast.
“Libelle, beloved. You're perfect for me.” He moaned, “Your body is always aching for me, always ready.”
This time she didn't stifle her moan, he stretched her and filled up her entire sex. The ache she had been feeling was finally fulfilled, and he was right. They were perfect, her body was greedy; always needing him until she was completely drained and satisfied. She mentally cursed, I want to see you when you climax.
Eskil’s hips that pounded hard into her suddenly stopped. His thick cock leaving her tight sex for a moment before he twisted her onto her back. He lifted her legs up straight, placing her heels on his shoulders and his fingers digging into her thighs as he slammed himself back into her trembling tunnel of heaven. Eskil took her hard, like the beast he knew he was, like the dragon he was.
His lifemate, forever bonded by heart and soul to him, she was so close and he could feel how desperate she was for him. Her hands reached beside her head, twisting into the towel beneath her. Her large breasts bounced with each thrust, and he released her legs to fall down to her and captured the soft mounds in his hands. His fingers dug into them, twisting her peaked nipples between her fingers.
“Eskil!” Libelle cried out, now curling her fingers into his hair. “Baby,” She moaned, calling him that for the first time. “-Baby I’m so close.”
He loved that pet name on her lips, he wanted more of it. His thrust became harder and quicker, her sex tightening around his cock until she exploded around him. The lusty cry that echoed into his ear made him smile triumphantly, he wanted more of her pet names and more of these fabulous sounds.
“More.” He groaned, “I feel you beloved, feel me as well. Sense how good you make me feel, only you can do this to me.”
Eskil, baby… Libelle’s thoughts cried out. Harder, oh please, take me harder.
She was purposely trying his self-control, wasn't she? Libelle wrapped her knees around his waist, lifting her hips from the ground and giving him a new sensation inside her. He groaned, and instead of carrying on how they were he lifted her from the ground. Firmly holding her hips and slamming himself inside her, their bodies slapping together and her sex spasming around his hard cock.
“I'm going to cum.” He growled, clenching his teeth.
She nodded at him, panting; her eyes hooded and seductive as he pounded in an out of her. Her sex felt so wonderful with him inside her, nothing could have been better. She wanted more, oh she couldn't get enough of him. He made her feel so sexy, so confident, so needed.
“Of course I want you Libelle, I’ll always want you.” Eskil chuckled. “You are beautiful, strong and courageous, you are everything I could ever ask for.”
Libelle felt a tear sting her eyes, the warmth in her belly growing as hot as the earth's core. They were both nearing their climax, and there was one thing she felt she needed to say. Eskil groaned, slamming into her even harder now. Libelle’s vision went blurry and she cried out again, her entire body tensing as waves of fire coursed through her with her climax. Her body trembled when Eskil clung to her, burying himself into her all the way to his sack as he erupted inside of her. His seed burning her insides with all of his passion and desire.
He collapsed forward, comfortably keeping his pulsating cock inside her while resting his head over her thundering heart. Libelle wrapped her arms around his head and kissed his scalp; when Eskil heard her sniffle, her body jerking with the quick inhale. He looked up at her concerned, and she smiled back at him.
“Beloved, what is it?” He asked.
She shook her head, “I just realized something and wanted to tell you.”
He wiped away her falling tear, “What’s wrong?”
Her lips spread in a wider smile, “I love you.”
Eskil’s heart nearly burst from his chest at her words, his cock flooding back to life as he slammed himself back into her as deep as he could and kissing her. His tongue twisting with hers as his member slowly ground into her. “Libby, I love you too.”
Far off in the shadows was a dark figure who watched the two lovers join together in a sinful act, the woman's lusty cries and desperate moans stinging at their ears. Gaalin stood beside an old tree, biting the tip of his thumb to the point it drew blood. He was pale while watching his lord be taken like a whore by the dragon prince.
He whispered her name to himself, “How could this happen?”
His fist slammed into the bark of the tree, “What has that beast done to you, to make you commit such a sin?”
Her loud cry echoed towards him and he clenched his eyes shut, “What spell does he have you under?”
Gaalin spun around on his heel, running towards the path that led towards the house. I just knew that beast was up to something, and this is it?! He must have worked some sort of magic on her, my lady would never succumb to such a creature! Don’t worry, my lovely Libelle. I’ll save you.