Protected: BOUND TO THE BEAST SEASON 2: CHAPTER 91 – 100
BOUND TO THE BEAST SEASON 2: CHAPTER 91 – 100
Daemonikai rose, shedding his clothing until he stood as bare as the day he was born. He lay beside her, pulling her trembling form against his own, despite her body’s feeble protests.
Holding her close, he surrendered to the raw emotions that surged through him.
“Fear not, darling. I am right here, by your side.” he cooed, rocking her gently. “I am profoundly sorry. I should never have left.”
Another violent spasm seized her. Merciless. Brutal.
Her exhausted body jerked, mouth opening in a soundless scream before she dissolved into whimpers, fresh tears spilling from her unseeing eyes.
Heavens. The pain in those sounds reached deep within him, resonating with emotions he had long suppressed.
Emotions he locked away behind impenetrable walls in a desperate attempt to cope with his own grief.
Yet here she was, dismantling those barriers one by one, each cry tearing at his defenses until they crumbled, leaving him raw and exposed.
Daemonikai was helpless, he couldn’t mount her until the heat stroke had passed, or his touch would be excrutiating for her, instead of bring pleasure.
He settled for touching her, running his hands repeatedly all over her face and arms, letting her body be aware of his return.
He whispered words of comfort, telling her how strong she was, how beautiful she was.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the wave passed, and Galilea slumped against him. She no longer tried to get away from him, so he pulled her closer, cradling her,
“You’re alright. Such a strong little one. Are you here with me now? I’ll wait as long as it takes for your return, my strong one.” he kept coaxing, rocking her gently, as one would soothe a troubled youngling.
Gradually, the heat stroke waned, and the deep red marks on her skin began to diminish.
Her eyelids closed, then fluttered open, revealing blue eyes that slowly regained focus.
“Your Grace,” she whispered, hoarsely. “You came back.”
“I should have never left.” He pressed a tender kiss to her forehead, unable to believe the strong relief that washed over him. “Come, let us rise from this floor together, shall we?”
Tears filled in her eyes, she nodded weakly.
He rose, and lifted her. She was featherlight, weighted nothing, yet she felt so good in his arms. Her soft skin and delicate curves fitting perfectly against him.
There was no time for a bath as the waves would return soon, really soon, if he was not inside her, knotting her.
Laying her on the bed, he tried not to let his eyes linger on her alluring naked body. On her breasts rising and falling with each breath.
Her scent was distracting as hell—intoxicating and heady. Daemonikai was breathing too hard, struggling against the tremendous urge to spread her legs and thrust into her until she howled his name. To hold her open and simply stroke against her—
Focus. You are stronger than your rut.
BOUND TO THE BEAST SEASON 2: CHAPTER 91 – 100
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