“Very well. We will leave you now, and tomorrow we can make plans for war. The queen of hell wishes to speak to you tomorrow as well,” Madi softly says, but my mind is fixed on Ren and how he is awake and holding me. I hear Ren say goodbye before his hands cup my cheeks, and he leans down and kisses me.
Knowing that I was inches away from never feeling his lips on mine again, of never having this moment between us, I push every bit of my emotions and love into the kiss until he breaks away.
“Thank you for everything,” Ren gratefully tells me. “I know you didn’t have to—”
“I did, because you are mine,” I tell him, and he goes silent, looking rather shocked. It makes me smile, considering he has been telling me this the whole time. “Do I need to tell you that you are right? You always were?”
“I don’t mind hearing it,” he replies, and I laugh as he looks down at me.
“You need a shower,” I mutter, brushing his cheek.
“Do I smell that bad?” he questions with a raised eyebrow, making me laugh.
“No...but I wasn’t suggesting you shower alone,” I reply, and his eyes widen for a moment before he links our hands and kisses my hands. Not wasting any more time, he wraps his arm around my waist, and we head down the corridor, back to his room. I lock the door as Ren walks to the bathroom and turns on the shower. I take a deep breath while slipping off my shoes before I inch closer to the door, my heart pounding in my chest as I push the door open to the steamy room. Ren’s clothes are spilling over the wash basket, and his back is to me as he stands in the shower, water dripping down every inch of his body. I follow the water’s movement, admiring every muscle, his firm ass and strong legs. Gods, he is incredible. He turns back, thick locks of hair hanging around his eyes as they meet mine.
“Are you going to join me?” he asks, his husky voice making me shiver. I don’t respond, I’m too nervous to say a word, but I flatten my hand on the door and close it. Looking away from Ren, I tug off my T-shirt and slowly push down my jeans, my panties going with them. I undo my bra last and reach up to my hair, pulling out the clip and letting all my locks fall over my shoulders before I meet Ren’s eyes. Burning desire. That’s the only way I can describe the look he gives me as he pushes the shower door open and holds out a hand for me to come to him.
I will always go to him. No questions asked.
The second my hand slides into his, he pulls me into the shower and kisses me with so much passion before lifting me up. The hot water falls down onto us as I wrap my legs around his waist, feeling his cock pressing against my core when he pushes me into the shower wall. His hands slide down my waist, brushing against my nipples, and I can’t help the moan that escapes my lips. Ren swallows my moans like he owns them as he slowly pushes himself inside me at the same time he rubs my clit with his thumb. With the intense feeling of him filling me, I get closer and closer to crashing in pleasure as he pushes into me, like he wants to enjoy every single second of me. Just before he completely fills me, he rubs my clit faster, and I can’t stop myself from crashing into an orgasm, and he slams all the way inside me, thrusting harder and harder, making the pleasure more intense by the second.
“I want to spend all day inside you, but I’ve waited too long to claim you as my mate. Bite me, Kaitlyn. Take me as yours, and I will have you as mine forever,” he demands as he carries on thrusting, our moans echoing around the room. I don’t need to be told twice. I brush my lips across his shoulder, choosing the spot where his neck meets his shoulder, and then bite him, tasting how delicious he is. His teeth slam into my neck at the same time, and euphoria as I’ve never, ever felt courses through me. I cry out in pleasure as an orgasm so intense crashes into me, taking hold of my body as Ren finishes inside of me.
Breathlessly I come back to Ren, the shower, and how he holds me in his arms.
“If that is mating, I want to do that a million times over,” I say, and he laughs, kissing me softly.
“Master vampire mating is said to be the most pleasurable form of sex in the world. Why do you think there were so many half-vampire children?” he asks, and I giggle. I totally get it.
I lean up, sinking my hands into his hair and kissing him softly once. We turn off the shower and climb out, wrapping up in towels before heading back to the bed. Ren holds me closer to him as we lie down, and I listen to his beating heart under my ear.
“Do you want to talk about what happened with the angels?” I ask.
“The light above wanted to make sure I learnt my lesson, and his favourite angels helped. I did not give in, so he didn’t give up. I passed out at some point,” he tells me. “When I woke up, Riley was there, and he helped me. Gave me medicine and blood, no doubt what kept me alive.”
“Riley helped you?” I question, not believing it. “Seriously?”
“Yes,” he tells me. “It surprises me as much as it does you.”
“When I was escaping the prisons, Riley threw a sword at me, and Masita jumped in front of me. He would have killed me, and he did kill her,” I explain, and I kiss his cheek when he stares at the ceiling, anger shaking his whole body. When he finally calms down, his heart rate returning to normal, he brushes my cheek with his hand.
“Aala?”
“I’ve sort of adopted her. Aala might have problems with separation anxiety, but who could blame her? I want to show her that not everyone is killed in her life. Is that okay?” I ask, and he cups my cheek.
“I will love her as my own because you love her,” he responds. “You have a beautiful soul, my queen.”
“And you know how to flatter a girl, my king,” I reply, hooking my leg around his waist and rolling on top of him. He grins and slowly unpeels my towel.
“Only you, Kaitlyn. Only you.”
Chapter 61
Glancing at myself in the reflection of the river near my feet, I wonder what the queen of hell will think of the vampire king and queen who are dressed in casual clothes. Not a crown in sight. My black T-shirt hugs my curves, hanging just over my skinny jeans and knee-high boots. Thankfully, Madi is just as casually dressed as I am, but she has a blue cloak covering her shoulders. Myles, Thallon and Henry stand just behind me and Ren, and Madi is stood to my left, while one of her mates, Warren, stands in the river. The water crashes around his waist as he closes his eyes and grips a staff in front of him. A wave of black coloured magic spirals out of the staff, infecting the water around him, and then it happens. The water crawls onto the shore of rocks and spreads until it makes a large shimmering portal, and slowly the water clears to reveal the queen of hell on the other side.
“Lexi!” Madi cheerily greets her, and she grins at Madi until her eyes drift to us. There is a big pause, then a look goes between Lexi and Madi that can only come from a deep friendship.
“Madi, are you sure?” Lexi asks her, and Madi glances at us.
“The vampires have never had leaders as good as they do now. Their race should not be destroyed because the angels want to keep their secrets. Vampires are born from angels,” Madi answers, and a rush of emotion fills me. Madi is a good person, and I hope we will be friends one day.
“As are demons,” Lexi adds in, her eyes finding mine. “In some ways, that makes vampires and demons siblings. Family.”