The Battle of Shadows And Hearts (Book 1 of The Shadows' War)

Chapter 49

-Calina-

I had promised myself not to be distracted, not to let Ardan's presence affect me, but it proved impossible. His fingers traced my bare, damp skin, igniting a warmth I couldn't ignore. Where had all my training gone? I didn't know I had it in me to be this bold, but with Ardan, I felt an undeniable comfort.

Though I recognized the danger in it, I couldn't bring myself to stop relishing the moment between us. There was something exhilarating about it.

I slid my hands lower, drawn to the sight of his hard cock, yearning to feel him. I dipped my hand below the water, and he groaned as I wrapped my fist around it.

"Gods, Calina," he gasped, tilting his head back as his hips jerked, thrusting into my hand.

Unsure of what to do next, I hesitated, but he quickly noticed and guided my hand with his own, teaching me how to stroke him.

The sensation of him sent pleasant shivers through me, and the sounds he made rippled through me, sending waves of heat between my legs.

I began moving faster, and his desperation grew. The air rushed from his lungs, and the way he gazed at me with those pitch-black eyes revealed how his powers were taking over, his emotions wild and untamed.

In a matter of moments, he reached his climax, and I watched as his release mixed with the bathwater.

I understood what was happening, having been taught about the creation of life, but then something Ardan had done crossed my mind.

As I lifted my hand, some of the mixture of water and his release clung to my skin. I couldn't resist, bringing a finger to my lips, tasting the strange blend.

Ardan let out a low, guttural growl before seizing my hips and pulling me toward him. In a fluid motion, he lifted me from the water, still holding me in his arms.

I clung to his strong frame, letting out a small scream, not prepared to be exposed so suddenly. He carried me effortlessly to the bedroom, almost tossing me onto the bed before he followed, pressing his body against mine.

"Ard—" I barely began to say his name before his lips crashed against mine, kissing me fiercely.

His mouth moved further down my body, his lips finding my breasts. He sucked on my nipple, trailing his tongue over it, sending electric waves of heat through me, making my body grow warmer with every touch.

But he didn't linger. His movements became more urgent as he slid lower, until his head was between my parted thighs.

"Ardan?" I breathed, but before I could say more, his lips found my most intimate place. His tongue traced torturously slow patterns over the sensitive skin, sending waves of pleasure crashing through me.

"Oh, Goddess!" I gasped, gripping the sheets tightly as my back arched involuntarily.

I looked down at him, my body trembling, and watched as he continued to explore with his tongue. I cried out when the tip of his tongue grazed a sensitive spot.

"Go back there," I panted, and he responded without hesitation, returning to that aching place.

He teased it gently at first, then sucked on it, pulling the deepest moan from my throat. He continued, alternating between sucking and sliding his tongue over me, pushing me closer to the edge.

I could hardly breathe, panting his name, begging for more. His rhythm never faltered, and I was on the verge of release when I felt something new—something sliding into me. It was his finger.

The sensation was strange but not unpleasant. I pushed against it instinctively, wanting more, wanting him deeper. He added a second finger, his gaze locked on mine as he studied my reaction. I nodded eagerly, silently urging him on.