My Fated Mate Can Have Her

Chapter 265: Dreambound [18+]

Violet

Sleep did not come easily.

I lay in the dark, staring at the ceiling, my body still humming with a restless energy I couldn’t shake.

I had touched myself earlier.

The admission made my face burn even now, alone in the quiet of my room. But the images from the pleasure house had refused to leave me, and my body had ached with a need I couldn’t ignore. It had only helped briefly.

But even after washing myself and changing into a fresh nightgown, the memory remained. And I kept thinking of Rowan.

I pressed my palms against my eyes, groaning softly.

At least Rowan wasn’t in the castle tonight. I was grateful for the distance. I didn’t think I could face him right now, not with these thoughts crawling through my mind.

I turned onto my side, pulling the covers up to my chin.

Sleep. I just needed to sleep.

I closed my eyes and forced my breathing to slow, counting each exhale until the tension in my body began to ease.

[ - ]

I was walking down a hallway I didn’t recognize.

The walls were carpeted and blue stones embedded into the ceiling glowed softly, painting the dim space in a soft haze. For a moment, I wondered if I was in that underground city. But it made no sense, we had already—

"Where did you go?"

The voice came from directly behind me.

I froze.

A solid, familiar body pressed against my back, heat radiating through my clothes. Kael’s hot breath ghosted over my ear, sending a violent shiver racing down my spine.

My heart thundered in my chest.

His voice was thick with something between anger and raw hunger. One hand slid up my stomach, over my ribs, until his palm pressed flat against my chest, holding me firmly against him. I could feel the thrum of his heartbeat against my back.

What was this?

What was happening?

Where was I?

His other hand fisted in my hair, pulling my head back until my throat was bared. The sharp sting made me gasp, my body arching involuntarily into him.

I felt him suddenly hard and insistent against my backside and my eyes widened as I realised my clothes were gone.

Where...

"Kael—"

The rest of my words died in a strained whine as he thrust into me.

I cried out, reaching out to balance myself. My fingers scraped against the carpeted wall as Kael filled me completely in one hard thrust. My body stretched around him, the sudden, burning fullness stole my breath.

"I miss you." His voice was ragged in my ear, hips already drawing back only to slam in again.

I gasped.

He pulled back and thrust again, harder. Each punishing stroke pushed me harder against the wall, my breasts pressed flat against the coarse surface.

It was too much. Too fast. Too overwhelming.

’Kael...’

Heat pooled low in my stomach, coiling tighter with every brutal stroke. Slickness coated my thighs. I could hear myself whimpering broken attempts at his name.

The wall vanished in front of me and suddenly there was steam in the air, thick and warm. My feet were wet against a wet smooth surface instead of the carpeted floor.

A bath chamber?

My hands grappled at the thin air, desperate for something to hold on to.

I touched a wall of warm flesh and my heart lurched in my throat as Rowan, naked and dripping with water, appeared right in front of me.

I blinked, disoriented, my body still trembling from Kael’s assault. He was still behind me, still buried deep inside me. He slammed hard, sending me forward.

Rowan’s hand caught my wrist and he pulled me toward him, claiming my lips with his.

The kiss was hungry, demanding, and nothing like his usual gentleness. His tongue swept past my lips, claiming, tasting, and I moaned into his mouth as Kael chose that moment to thrust hard from behind.

Rowan swallowed the sound.

His free hand cupped my face, tilting my head to deepen the kiss, while behind me, Kael growled low.

"She’s mine."

Kael’s hand fisted in my hair again, pulling me back and breaking my kiss with Rowan. I gasped as my head was wrenched to the side, and then Kael’s mouth was on mine instead, hot, and demanding.

He kissed me like he was trying to erase Rowan from my lips.

Rowan’s hands found my breasts, palms pressing against my hardened nipples. He squeezed, rolled them between his fingers, and I whimpered into Kael’s mouth as pleasure shot straight through me.

"Look at me."

Rowan’s voice cut through the haze.

Kael released my mouth, and I turned my head, meeting Rowan’s dark gaze. His eyes were molten, burning with an intensity that made my stomach clench.

I wanted to look away but Rowan cupped my jaw, turning my gaze back to his.

Kael’s pace increased behind me, his hips snapping against my backside with deep, punishing thrusts. I kept my eyes locked on Rowan’s face, watched the way his jaw tightened, the way his pupils dilated, and the way his hands kneaded my breasts with increasing urgency.

I whimpered helplessly as Kael rammed into me.

My legs trembled. The pressure building low in my stomach was becoming unbearable.

Kael groaned against my shoulder, his thrusts growing erratic. "You’re mine."

"Ours," Rowan corrected, his voice a low rumble.

Kael pulled out and I shuddered at the sudden emptiness, my body clenching around nothing.

He didn’t let me finish.

Before I could protest, hands were turning me, lifting me, and then my back was against Rowan’s chest.

What...?

My legs dangled slightly off the floor as Rowan pulled me flush against him, his arms wrapping around my stomach in a vice grip.

The blunt head of him nudged my entrance, hot and insistent, sliding through my slick folds as he guided himself into position.

I breathed, "Wait—"

My head fell back against his shoulder, a broken moan spilling from my lips as he bottomed out inside me. He held me there for a long moment, letting me adjust to the overwhelming sensation of being completely full.

Tired, I slowly raised my gaze to find Kael’s eyes fixed on where Rowan and I were joined. His expression was dark, hungry, and something in it made me shiver with both fear and fresh heat.