Chapter 197
Scarlett’s POV
My emotions were bleeding through, and my heart was racing. He pulled me to the edge of the table and went on his knees. Rolling down my panties, I ran my finger through his hair as his mouth found my nerve bundle. Sucking on it and sending waves of undeniable pleasure through my body. The chemicals in my veins were running wild as I felt my body crumbling and getting to the edge.
“Clay…” His name rolled off my lips like music as his ministrations took me on a euphoric journey, one I didn’t want to return from. My moans were louder as I felt myself getting close to my release.
My grip on his hair tightened as I stiffened from the intensity of my release. My moan was loud and uncontrollable. His narze rolled off my lips with reckless abandon and then it subsided, and he stood before me. His lips glistened with my juices.
I grabbed onto him and crashed my lips on his. Tasting myself and tasting him at the same time Palling me closer, he drove himself into me and began to pump. My walls welcomed the friction as they clasped around him, squeezing needily. He growled with satisfaction; I could feel his muscles tense at the sensation of it all. Midnight was in control, and I couldn’t hold her back.
“Clay…” I moaned, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that we were wrapped in the most beautiful shade of forest green. I looked into his eyes, and they were the same colour as the aura that wrapped around us, intensifying everything that we were doing. I felt myself melting away, realising the colours stood for different elements and knowing instinctively which elements they stood for. But that wasn’t what was on my mind. My mind was blank, filled with pleasure as he brushed through all the right parts and hit the right spot.
My moans were louder. Anyone could hear us down the hall, but I didn’t care. I wanted this; we both wanted and needed this.
He kept pumping until another release washed through me. I was still riding the high when my teeth elongated, and Midnight sank our teeth into the very spot I had marked Clay; he groaned and then growled.
I felt his body shake and stiffen. He pulsated inside me with great intensity, groaning and growling until it subsided, and then he looked at me; his eyes were back to their frosty, ethereal blue. Clay was a very handsome man. There was no lie about it, and the great part of it all was that he was mine.
I slid off the table, adjusting my clothes as the moment between us settled. The hunger I had pushed aside earlier roared back with a vengeance, sharper and more insistent this time.
“See, now I’m super famished,” I said, half-laughing as I rubbed my stomach for emphasis. Clay chuckled, a deep, warm sound that sent shivers down my spine as he bent down to tug up his shorts.
“I’ll fix that for you, Luna,” he teased, stepping back toward the stove. He turned the grill back on, his movements natural and confident, then reached into the freezer and pulled out another steak.
“Looks like it’s two of us,” he said, tossing me a knowing grin that made me laugh. The lightheartedness was a welcome reprieve from the intensity that had just passed, but it didn’t last long. His smile faded, and his expression softened.
“I really missed you, Scarlett,” he said, his voice quiet but firm, grounding us in the seriousness of his words. The shift in tone caught me off guard, pulling
me into the moment with him.
“I promise, I’ll never let anything bad happen to you again. I’ll stand by your side, fight for you, for us, with everything I have. I’ve learned a hard lesson through all of this-everything that’s happened with Geoffrey, everything we went through-it taught me what really matters. And that’s you, Scarlett.” He paused, his gaze locking onto mine with an intensity that left no room for doubt. “Please, don’t break our bond or this family. Let us prove to you just how much we want and need you.”
9:47 am PPP
Chapter 197
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The pay emotion in his voice hit me like a tidal wave. I could feel his fear, his hope, his desperate need to hold on to what we had. And even though. I had already made my decision, I couldn’t resist the urge to tease him a little more.
“I wasn’t leaving, Clay,” I said, a si smirk tugging at my lips. “But don’t tell Lucian. Let him stew on it for a while.”
Clay’s lips quirked into a grin, and he let out a soft laugh. “Maxwell said the same thing,” he admitted, shaking his head. He flipped the steak on the grill, the sizzle of the meat filling the room.
“You know,” he said, turning toward me, “this same thing happened when Maxwell found out you were untouched. Just like now, Lucian was the last to know.” He laughed, the sound warm and rich.
“Serves him right for being so headstrong,” he added with a playful shrug.
I laughed with him, and for the first time in what felt like forever, the sound was genuine, free of the bitterness and tension that had weighed me down for so long. If there was one thing Clay and I could agree on, it was that Lucian’s stubbornness was unmatched.
We finished cooking the meal together, the silence between us comfortable now. When it was ready, we sat and ate right there in the kitchen.
The food was simple-steak and mashed potatoes-but in that moment, it was the most delicious meal I’d ever tasted. Of course, I knew my extreme hunger played a big part in that, but still, it felt perfect. Every bite hit just right, satisfying me in a way that was almost primal.
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Once we were done, Clay linked the kitchen staff to let them know they could return and begin preparations for dinner. Together, we cleaned up quickly before parting ways. He had duties to tend to with the warriors, and I chose to return to my room.
As I settled onto my bed, I allowed myself to reflect. My strength had been tested time and again, and I knew I would need it for whatever Elsa had in store for me next. There was also the matter of the Southern seer who was coming to see me. I wondered what her visit would bring, whether her services would be of any use to me. That decision, like so many others, would have to wait.
For now, I allowed myself a moment to breathe, to gather my strength, and to prepare for whatever came next. Because certain, it was that this journey was far from over.
there was one thing I knew for
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