Shadowborn Royals - G. Bailey Page 0,23

panties to the side. His fingers trace my lower lips while his thumb plays with my clit, circling and flicking until I can’t bear it anymore.

Lifting the blanket and pulling it over us, I carefully position myself over him and slowly slide down onto his cock, my face pressed to his. We kiss the instant he fills me for the first time and I’m lost to the sensations, unable to restrain the moans that tear from me. I was terrified of losing Axel yesterday, and I thought for sure that I had. Now that he’s here, albeit a little injured, all I can think about is how much I need him.

How much I love him.

Without him and the guys, I’d be losing my mind in this place.

But the only thing I’m losing here is control. Blissful, spine-tingling control as my orgasm builds like a crescendo.

“Axel,” I breathe, my forehead falling to his. “Oh, gods…”

“Let go, baby,” he whispers, slamming my hips down hard on his cock. “Let go and let me feel you cum around my cock.”

I kiss Axel to smother my cries of ecstasy as pleasure soars through me in waves. He’s not far behind, and when I clench around him, he moans into my mouth as he spills into me.

After a moment, he pulls the blanket down but keeps it draped over our waists. We stay like this for a long moment, pressed to his body with his cock still inside me. With our bodies entwined like this, I wish we could stay this way forever. But the reality is quick to dawn on us when a hint of magic creeps into the air and the door unlocks. Not a second later, Gold stands in the doorway, his gaze locked on us, the edge of his mouth twitching.

“Izora Dawn,” he grits out, his eyes narrowing into molten slits. “The Governor wishes to see you. Get yourself cleaned up. You’ve got two minutes.”

Gold doesn’t say a word during the long walk to the lift. When the doors close and seal us inside, I look up expecting him to speak, but he doesn’t. His hands clench into fists at his sides and he keeps his focus on the dial slowly working its way down. Once it almost reaches the last floor, I slam my palm against the emergency stop button. The lift jolts as I spin around to look at him.

“What’s wrong?” I demand, folding my arms over my chest.

His gold eyes cut right through me like metal shards. “Nothing’s wrong.”

“Uh-huh. Then why do you look like you want to kill someone?”

At that, he trails his gaze up and down my body; the muscles working hard in his face. “I’m just annoyed I don’t get to spend time alone with you. And whenever I do see you, I’m unable to protect you as I wish. The other men do not seem to have this issue.”

My chest tightens at his pained expression. “You’re doing what you can to protect not only me, but everyone else in this prison. You have a lot on your plate, Gold.”

He looks away. “It’s not enough.”

I cup his hand in mine. “It’s all any of us can do right now.”

If Gold agrees or disagrees with me, he doesn’t say. Instead, he reaches out to run his knuckle down my cheek and slides his fingers under my chin, tilting my head up. I always forget how mesmerising his eyes are until I’m this close looking into them. I can see my reflection in his vertical iris and my breath hitches when they dilate, intent on me.

“Soon this will all be over,” he whispers, rubbing his thumb across my cheek, “and I’ll get you out of here. Perhaps you should enjoy your time away from me, because when I’m alone with you again, I will not be able to stop touching you.”

A smile slides over my lips. “Are you feeling a little possessive over me?” I ask, recalling how livid he looked when he saw me with Axel. “You do know there’s room for only one dragon in my life, and that’s you.”

Ever so softly, Gold leans down and brushes his lips over mine. I savor the warmth of him against me, the feel of his hand wrapping around my waist and pulling me to him. For a long while, we stay like that. It’s not until his watch beeps does he let me go with a frustrated groan. He brushes my hair behind my ears, then reaches