Chosen By The Dragon Kings

Chapter 45

Silas gets up placing me on my feet and I shudder from the loss of contact before he pushes me under

the water letting me go. “Stay there, while I make them go somewhere” he goes to walk out when I

grab his hand needing contact, any contact my entire body craving their touch to the point everything

was irritating my skin except them, like they were antidote to my problem, every part of me calling to

them and them me. All rational thought went out the window, and I utterly understood what they meant

about mating heat, making you do things you know you normally wouldn’t.

“Elora, I take you in there I can’t promise they won’t hurt you” he says, pushing me under the water

again. Silas walks out and I hear banging around and loud growling, their scent wafting into the room

making me feel rabid as it hits my nose. My eyes glowing impossibly bright, and the bathroom takes on

a purple tinge. The toe-curling tingling heat rushing over my skin so hard my legs go weak and I am

forced on my hands and knees waiting for it to leave, only it doesn’t, instead spreading throughout my

entire body. The pleasurable tingles building up and then dying done so fast it leaves me panting, the

room becoming hotter and hotter with each wave and the overwhelming feeling becomes almost

unbearable.

Never in my life have I been so sexually frustrated, building up to never get relief. Suddenly I feel hands Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

reach under my arms before lifting me to my feet. Silas growls and I can feel through the bond that he

is struggling within himself not to hurt me, that his self-control was teetering dangerously on the edge.

He turns the water off before pulling my wet clothes off me. Silas lifts me and I wrap my legs around

him pulling him closer needing the contact of his skin as I melt against him before attacking his neck,

sucking, and licking his skin. Silas’s grip on me gets tighter before he walks out of the bathroom, and I

feel the bed under my back as he places me down. His arms on either side of my head as he holds his

weight off me. Silas hand moving between my legs before he shoves a finger inside me making me roll

my hips and moan into the crook of his neck.

“You’re so wet Elora” he growls before sliding another inside, my body responding to his touch as I rock

my hips against them needing more friction when he slides his fingers out before adding a third making

me gasp as my body tried to get used the feeling, trying to stretch around his fingers. Heat washing

over me again, making me moan and my body pulsate, Silas making me frustrated as he slides his

fingers out slowly.

“I need to stretch you, or I will hurt you” he whispers next to my ear before kissing me, his tongue

fighting mine for dominance and for once he actually lets me win, my nails digging into his side tugging

him closer and I roll my hips riding his fingers, needing release. I was so close, so close, but it wasn’t

enough, it was never enough. Silas breaks the kiss, pulling his fingers from me. Making me groan in

frustration as he stands up, and I sit up on my elbows watching him while fighting the urge to jump him.

Silas pulls his boxers down, letting them drop to the floor and his hard length springs free.

Horrified by it yet also wanting nothing more than for him to sink it into my wet heat. Silas shoves me

back down before crawling onto the bed between my legs, I try to grab him when he grips my hands,

shoving them above my head before holding them in one of his. His lips go to mine as he sucks my

bottom lip into his mouth. I try to get my hands free wanting to touch him, but he only holds them tighter

pushing them into the bed with his vice grip. Silas kisses the side of my mouth before nipping at my

chin while he positions himself and I feel his cock slide through my wet folds to my clit making me move

my hips trying to get more friction. Silas positions himself at my entrance before pushing the tip in.

“This may hurt” he whispers before pushing in and I clench my teeth, not expecting the burning pain

before he stills for a second kissing my lips, his tongue running across my bottom lip. Silas pulls my leg

placing my knee against his ribs using his arm to hold it in place. “Not much more,” he says, putting his

face into my neck.

“What?” I squeak, wondering what he means when with one hard thrust, he pushes all the way in, and I

suddenly forget how to breathe as I feel my insides tearing. My eyes fill with tears as I choke on a gasp.

Silas doesn’t move, letting me adjust to his gigantic size, though I can feel through the bond he really

wanted too. “Breathe Lora” he whispers before kissing me and I take a breath feeling my body relax

before the next wave washes over me and I move my hips against him feeling him move slightly from

my motion. Silas groans next to my ear but holds still, letting me move to get used to the feel of him.

Silas kisses me, his tongue moving between my parted lips as I pant through the wave before I feel him

move, pulling out before he thrust in hard, making me moan loudly. He lets go of my hands and I grip

his shoulder, moving my hips to meet his thrusts. My nails are digging into him and I can smell the

coppery scent of his blood.

Feeling my stomach tighten and my orgasm building up as he pounds into me before I push on his

shoulder wanting him to lay on his back. Silas, realising this, rolls, pulling me on top of him. My hands

on his chest before realising I don’t know what I am supposed to do. Silas grips my hips moving them

against him and I feel full to the brim from this position, I roll my hips following his rhythm before he lets

go, letting me set the pace. His hand moving up my body as he squeezes my breast before rolling my

nipple between his fingers, gripping the headboard. Silas moves up the bed slightly so I can reach it

better before he grips my hips and slams me down on him, making me cry out in pleasure. My walls

clench around his cock and I feel like I am high on drugs as I ride him, feeling my orgasm build until I

am on the edge just waiting to be pushed over.

Silas grips my hips tightly and I know he isn’t going to last much longer, feel him building up through the

bond which only arouses me more and I move my hips faster before getting an overwhelming urge, I

was foreign to. Silas tugs me closer, kissing me before thrusting into me hard and fast making me

bounce on him from his erratic movements, my walls tighten around him and I drop my face into the

crook of his neck. The urge becomes worse and I bite into him, his blood flooding into my mouth and it

sends me over the edge, my pussy clenching around him milking his cock as I feel his seed spill into

me. The heat died down and I let his neck go, slumping against him breathless. The coppery taste of

his blood is still in my mouth.

“You okay?” Silas asks as I try to sit up, but all I am left with now is complete exhaustion and I cannot

move. Silas realises this and moves before placing me on my back, his cock sliding out of me. He

kisses my forehead before looking down at me.

“You marked me,” he says, not even hiding his shock. I try to tell him sorry, but it comes out slurred. I

feel the bed dip and he hops off and walks away before feeling something cold press between my legs

making my eyes flutter open. Silas leaning over me.

“Where are they?” I murmur.

“Your old room, they are fine,” Silas says, laying beside me.

“They will be here when you wake up, I promise,” he says, tugging me onto his chest before pulling the

blanket over me. My body relaxes and my eyes feel heavy as I am forced into the darkness of sleep.