Chapter 157 You Found Me Each Time
Chapter 157 You Found Me Each Time
The High Priest rose from his chair brushing his long white beard. He walked over to the window and looked at the grim landscape. The trees bore naked branches that were a stark black against the pristine snow. He leaned his hands against the edge and looked beyond the landscape . Three more months to go before he would get Lusitania back. His throat bobbed as emotions choked him, but then he recovered soon enough. Sacrifices were a part of his life and his long-term goal. Coldness of his heart returned, just like the cold winters of Cetus.
After brooding for about fifteen minutes, he went back to his table, rolled out a fresh parchment and began writing a letter. Tania hadn't sent him a message in a long time and Nomia hadn't returned either.
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"You look beautiful, bride," Eltanin said as he removed the veil from her face.
Tania's cheeks pinkened. She was now the bride of the man who was her mate, who had loved her and kept her safe no matter what, whose family had accepted her wholeheartedly without any qualms. Could she have been any more lucky?
Eltanin pressed his hips against hers and as his thick erection pressed into her belly, she gasped. He looked at her as if she was the most beautiful girl he had ever laid his eyes on. Her touch increased his heartbeat until he rested his face on her neck and then he kissed her roughly.
Every single fiber of her body reacted to his touch and reached out for him. She could never get enough of him.
"Tania," he rumbled against her sensitive skin. He trailed a line of kisses all the way down to her collar bone and then looked at her pearl bustier. It was made of many colorful pearls that were naturally found in the sea and it glistened against her creamy skin. The thick cords of his neck muscles moved as he swallowed. He removed it from her and stared at her plump breasts for a long time, as if he wanted to savor them before devouring. He lowered his lips to hers and cupped her sex with his warm palm. She moaned into his mouth when he ran his finger on her wet folds.
Her knees grew weak the moment he inserted his finger inside her, his other arms holding her tight against his body. His lips went back to her neck and she lifted her chin to give him more access. He pulled out his finger from her and brought it back with another inside and pressed upward. Pleasure burst through her as he moved his thumb over her clit. She groaned, sure that this man was going to drive her insane with his ministrations.
His erection became impossibly hard against her stomach, each time he filled her pussy with his finger. He nipped and sucked at her bottom lip frantically, as helpless sounds emanated from him. She wrapped her fingers around his shaft and began stroking him. He hissed as his finger went deeper inside her and curved. It must have hit her sensitive spot because her muscles clenched and she came all around his fingers.
The chill of the room had long gone. But when he pressed his body against hers and covered them in blankets, there was no room for the cold. Only warmth surrounded them. With a feral growl, he lifted her knees over his hips and pressed the crown of his cock in her and slid the rest of the way into her with a sound of relief. As he thrust inside her slowly, she stretched up to kiss him. She ran her nails across the smooth skin of his back, making bleeding marks, as if trying to say that he belonged to her alone. A snarl ripped from his throat as his neck muscles strained and his breath turned ragged. His eyes flickered silver. Eather pulsated and streaked out of his eyes. His breath shook as his thrusts became faster and more erratic. The muscles of his arms bulged. She loved the pressure of his cock against her belly and the way it stretched her, it was… beautiful. She was reaching her climax, along with her husband. She wanted to match each thrust of his hips against hers and so she brought her hands to his hips and arched her body, pressing her hands on his hips. Her eyes rolled back in her head.
"No Tania! Open your eyes and look at me. I want you to see me."
When she opened her eyes, she saw how strained he was. She couldn't help but feel the power this wolf had given her.
The moment he looked into her eyes that were full of lust, his jaws clenched. He didn't release her gaze and took her harder and faster. He pounded inside her with wild abandon. "You are so damned…" he gritted his teeth. She was about to explode all around him. "You are so beautiful and tight…" he rasped.
She closed her legs around his hips. His shaft swelled inside her. He stilled for a moment and then with a loud bellow, he released inside her. He bucked his hips over and over as he spilled warm seed into her. She could care less for anything other than the fact that her husband was so stunning when he was in full on rut. He slumped over her and buried his face against her chest as he bucked his hips against hers to fill her one more time.
Tania felt… safe, cradled in his arms. He was her sunlight. He was like a brilliant sunny day over the frost of her life. Little did she know that he was thinking the same.
Eltanin was not only her mate, he was her friend, her husband, her life and her soul. He had saved her so many times and she should have felt thankful, but instead, she felt it was her right. "If any other woman comes in between us, I will gouge her eyes out and give them to you as a gift," she said, still breathless from their lovemaking.
He chuckled and then slid beside her. He covered them with blankets and propped himself up on one elbow. He played with a curling tendril of her hair, looking extremely relaxed and happy. She couldn't thank the stars enough when she had agreed to spy on him. If she hadn't, then this wolf that was so beautifully built and so masculine, wouldn't have ever met her. And ever since he met her, he has treated her as his equal, yet protected her fiercely.
His lips curled up and he asked, "What are you thinking about, Tania?"
She traced his perfectly bow shaped lips. She smiled and said, "How lucky I am?"
His eyebrows raised. "Despite being abducted twice."
She giggled. "You ridiculous wolf. You found me each time, didn't you?"
His smile dropped from his face. He became serious and said, "I am luckier than you. You don't know what you are to me, wife." He lowered his head on the pillow and curled his arm around her waist. Pulling her closer to him he said, "Sleep now wife. We have celebrations in the evening and then a long journey ahead."
She sighed as she closed her eyes. She didn't tell him what he had done to her.
The High Priest rose from his chair brushing his long white beard. He walked over to the window and looked at the grim landscape. The trees bore naked branches that were a stark black against the pristine snow. He leaned his hands against the edge and looked beyond the landscape . Three more months to go before he would get Lusitania back. His throat bobbed as emotions choked him, but then he recovered soon enough. Sacrifices were a part of his life and his long-term goal. Coldness of his heart returned, just like the cold winters of Cetus.
After brooding for about fifteen minutes, he went back to his table, rolled out a fresh parchment and began writing a letter. Tania hadn't sent him a message in a long time and Nomia hadn't returned either.
---
"You look beautiful, bride," Eltanin said as he removed the veil from her face.
Tania's cheeks pinkened. She was now the bride of the man who was her mate, who had loved her and kept her safe no matter what, whose family had accepted her wholeheartedly without any qualms. Could she have been any more lucky?
Eltanin pressed his hips against hers and as his thick erection pressed into her belly, she gasped. He looked at her as if she was the most beautiful girl he had ever laid his eyes on. Her touch increased his heartbeat until he rested his face on her neck and then he kissed her roughly.
Every single fiber of her body reacted to his touch and reached out for him. She could never get enough of him.
"Tania," he rumbled against her sensitive skin. He trailed a line of kisses all the way down to her collar bone and then looked at her pearl bustier. It was made of many colorful pearls that were naturally found in the sea and it glistened against her creamy skin. The thick cords of his neck muscles moved as he swallowed. He removed it from her and stared at her plump breasts for a long time, as if he wanted to savor them before devouring. He lowered his lips to hers and cupped her sex with his warm palm. She moaned into his mouth when he ran his finger on her wet folds.
Her knees grew weak the moment he inserted his finger inside her, his other arms holding her tight against his body. His lips went back to her neck and she lifted her chin to give him more access. He pulled out his finger from her and brought it back with another inside and pressed upward. Pleasure burst through her as he moved his thumb over her clit. She groaned, sure that this man was going to drive her insane with his ministrations.
His erection became impossibly hard against her stomach, each time he filled her pussy with his finger. He nipped and sucked at her bottom lip frantically, as helpless sounds emanated from him. She wrapped her fingers around his shaft and began stroking him. He hissed as his finger went deeper inside her and curved. It must have hit her sensitive spot because her muscles clenched and she came all around his fingers.
The chill of the room had long gone. But when he pressed his body against hers and covered them in blankets, there was no room for the cold. Only warmth surrounded them. With a feral growl, he lifted her knees over his hips and pressed the crown of his cock in her and slid the rest of the way into her with a sound of relief. As he thrust inside her slowly, she stretched up to kiss him. She ran her nails across the smooth skin of his back, making bleeding marks, as if trying to say that he belonged to her alone. A snarl ripped from his throat as his neck muscles strained and his breath turned ragged. His eyes flickered silver. Eather pulsated and streaked out of his eyes. His breath shook as his thrusts became faster and more erratic. The muscles of his arms bulged. She loved the pressure of his cock against her belly and the way it stretched her, it was… beautiful. She was reaching her climax, along with her husband. She wanted to match each thrust of his hips against hers and so she brought her hands to his hips and arched her body, pressing her hands on his hips. Her eyes rolled back in her head.
"No Tania! Open your eyes and look at me. I want you to see me."
When she opened her eyes, she saw how strained he was. She couldn't help but feel the power this wolf had given her.
The moment he looked into her eyes that were full of lust, his jaws clenched. He didn't release her gaze and took her harder and faster. He pounded inside her with wild abandon. "You are so damned…" he gritted his teeth. She was about to explode all around him. "You are so beautiful and tight…" he rasped.
She closed her legs around his hips. His shaft swelled inside her. He stilled for a moment and then with a loud bellow, he released inside her. He bucked his hips over and over as he spilled warm seed into her. She could care less for anything other than the fact that her husband was so stunning when he was in full on rut. He slumped over her and buried his face against her chest as he bucked his hips against hers to fill her one more time.
Tania felt… safe, cradled in his arms. He was her sunlight. He was like a brilliant sunny day over the frost of her life. Little did she know that he was thinking the same.
Eltanin was not only her mate, he was her friend, her husband, her life and her soul. He had saved her so many times and she should have felt thankful, but instead, she felt it was her right. "If any other woman comes in between us, I will gouge her eyes out and give them to you as a gift," she said, still breathless from their lovemaking.
He chuckled and then slid beside her. He covered them with blankets and propped himself up on one elbow. He played with a curling tendril of her hair, looking extremely relaxed and happy. She couldn't thank the stars enough when she had agreed to spy on him. If she hadn't, then this wolf that was so beautifully built and so masculine, wouldn't have ever met her. And ever since he met her, he has treated her as his equal, yet protected her fiercely.
His lips curled up and he asked, "What are you thinking about, Tania?"
She traced his perfectly bow shaped lips. She smiled and said, "How lucky I am?"
His eyebrows raised. "Despite being abducted twice."
She giggled. "You ridiculous wolf. You found me each time, didn't you?"
His smile dropped from his face. He became serious and said, "I am luckier than you. You don't know what you are to me, wife." He lowered his head on the pillow and curled his arm around her waist. Pulling her closer to him he said, "Sleep now wife. We have celebrations in the evening and then a long journey ahead."
She sighed as she closed her eyes. She didn't tell him what he had done to her.
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