Hunted Hybrid Aegis War Saga 1 novel Chapter 187

Chapter 187

“Of course I did,” I said. “You saved my people. Our children. You carry the weight of realms on a little of it for you.”

your shoulders. It’s time someone carried

Elowen moved to sit between Bram and Daxon, curling her legs under her. Her head tipped back against Bram’s shoulder.

“We’re gonna be okay,” she whispered.

“For now,” Daxon murmured. “But the fight’s not over.”

“No,” I said, walking toward the suite door. “But tonight? You rest. Tomorrow, we rise.”

Lachlan POV

In the giant bath

The steam curled around her like a fucking spell, clinging to every curve I worship like sacred text. Elowen was already sunk into the bath, the faint shimmer of moonlight catching on the wet strands of her hair, her lips parted, breath soft, and her eyes? Aye, those glowing blue eyes burned straight into my goddamn soul.

I groaned softly as I watched her, the swell of her breasts just visible along the water line. Those taut, pink nipples gleaming with water, just begging for my mouth. With a snap of my fingers, I was naked as the day I was born, my cock throbbing and standing at attention. I gripped it with my hand, slowly stroking the length as I watched her in the water.

She giggled and bit down on her bottom lip, looking up at me with those eyes as she raised up, those full, luscious breasts bouncing slightly, water dripping off her perfect skin.

“C’mere, Mage,” she whispered, her voice rough velvet, soaked in promise. “I want you first.”

She didn’t have to ask twice. My cock was already thick and aching, and I stepped into the water like a man starving for only one thing….her.

“Elowen,” I rasped, kneeling in front of her, my hands trembling from restraint. “Do ye have any idea what ye do to me?”

She smirked, wicked and knowing, and slid her slick thigh over mine. I gripped her hips with both hands, holding her steady as 1 buried my face against her neck. Her scent, rain and wolf and pure fucking magic, lit me on fire.

“I think you should show me,” she purred.

I groaned deep in my chest, the sound feral. My mouth closed over her collarbone, biting down hard enough to make her gasp, then licked the sting away.

“Ye’re mine, mo ghrá,” I growled, my voice thick and accented, “and I’ll mark every damn inch of ye until the gods know it too.”

I slid my cock inside her soaked pussy in one brutal, delicious thrust, and the sound she made, it’ll haunt me forever. A cry of relief, of pleasure, of need. She clenched around me, tight and perfect, and holy fuck, I nearly lost it right then. Her nails scraped down my back, drawing blood. I grinned wickedly. She liked the pain, the rawness, the fucking honesty of it. We didn’t need pretty.

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Chapter 187

We needed real. “Harder,” she hissed, wrapping her legs around my waist.

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I gave it to her. Brutal. Relentless. Skin slapping, water spilling over the edge of the tub as I slammed into her again and again, her cries echoing off the stone walls like prayers. Her pussy clenched around me, hard enough that I hissed with the tightness. ‘Yer so tight mo ghrá, this pretty pussy is perfect.”

She was divine. Wild. Mine. “Lachlan,” she whimpered, “fuck, I’m…”

“Let go, Elowen. Come fer me, lass.”

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