* Thank you, as always, to Alwaysready64 for editing this chapter! *
Chapter 10
"Did you like your party?" Ealasaid asked as she looked up at him through her long lashes. She was laying on their bed beneath him, her long hair spread out over the pillows and a heat in her silver eyes.
"It was perfect Little One." Drago stroked her warm cheek, brushing his thumb over her lower lip. She couldn't contain her proud smile at his words and her eyes sparkled. The sun shone even brighter, lighting up the room and falling across their naked bodies.
Yesterday had been his birthday. Ealasaid had sent him out early in the morning with his Council and they had run through the trees in their Wolf forms. They had behaved like pups again and Drago felt renewed by it. When they had finally returned in the evening she had been waiting in the large cabin. She had invited their Pack and they had spent the evening with hundreds of people who made his life bright. She had even invited members of Lothair's Pack and he had watched with pride as she welcomed them into their family as though they had always been there.
"I know we'll have to do the proper party with the suits and investors and all but I thought we could all do with some fun." Ealasaid slid her arms around his shoulders, her fingers stroking over his back and feeling the heat of his skin.
"We'll worry about that when we get home, until then." He rolled his hips and she bit her lip as her eyes closed. His hard cock was buried inside her and his movement sent an almost painful jolt through her stomach.
"Again?" She asked in disbelief.
He hooked his hand under one thigh and wrapped her other leg around his waist. Leaning down he kissed her tenderly, his tongue dancing against hers as she opened her mouth with a moan. His hips moved slowly, thrusting in and out of her wet pussy, feeling her grip his length tightly.
They had spent the whole night fucking, dozing, drinking and laughing and now she was exhausted. Muscles, that she didn't even know she had, ached with a pleasant heat and her legs were shaking. Even so, she arched her back encouraging his movements and matched his rhythm with her hips.
He kept his thrusts slow and deep, making sure that he didn't hurt her. She was still so delicate and small against him and since his transformation to an Entari he was even more aware of it.
A loud banging made them both jump and he cursed under his breath.
"Alpha." Jaylon's voice reached them and Drago looked over to the clock on the bedside table with a growl.
"Fuck." Looking back at her he kissed her again, he couldn't help himself. "I have to go Little One."
"You do?" She asked disappointedly.
"I said we would meet with Lothair's Council. I didn't realise it had gotten so late." He slid his hand under her head, his fingers threading through her hair and massaged her scalp. "I still lose myself in you."
Ealasaid hooked her feet together behind his back, drawing him deeper inside her bringing a pained groan from his lips. Her pussy was hot and tight around his cock and the thought of leaving her alone naked in their bed was too much. There was an insatiable hunger in him that was only satisfied by her. It grew stronger everyday and he knew she could see it in his eyes when he looked at her. He hoped she thought it was nothing more than devotion but it was getting harder to mask what it really was. The need to possess her.
"Goddammit. They can fucking wait." He snarled. His fingers dug into her thigh, marking her pale skin as his lips found her throat. His beard tickled her and he could feel her pulse quicken beneath her soft skin.
"Drago." She giggled but there was a warning note in her voice. "Go get ready, you can't keep them waiting." She shoved his broad chest playfully and he rolled off her with a sigh. "I'll go make coffee."
Picking a discarded t-shirt from the floor she pulled it on and leaned down to kiss his cheek. "Go have a shower."
He reached for her but she danced out of his grasp. He stood and started towards her but another bang at the door stopped him in his tracks. His face twisted in anger and Ealasaid felt her stomach clench at the sight. It wasn't playful annoyance anymore, instead it was pure rage.
"Alright!" He shouted angrily and they heard Jaylon laugh from outside.
"We leave in twenty." Jaylon shouted and Drago heard his footsteps moving away from the cabin.
Drago's eyes fell back on Ealasaid who shook her head.
"Oh no big guy." She stepped back. She kept her tone light, even though the fear was still weighing in her gut. She didn't recognise the heated look in his eyes as he held her still with his gaze. "You need a shower and I'm going to make some coffee." She paused on her way out of the room and looked back over her shoulder. "Wear the plaid suit, you know the blue one?"
She left before he could answer and padded down the hallway to the kitchen. Quickly she busied herself making the coffee smiling as the delicious smell permeated the room. Taking two mugs from the cupboard she waited patiently for the coffee to brew and when it was finally ready she poured a healthy amount into both cups. As she went about her task her panic dissipated. She shook herself, laughing at her silliness, there was nothing to worry about.
"Smells good Ma Petite." Drago's voice reached her and she turned, cup of coffee in hand.
Ealasaid stopped dead, her eyes moving up and down his body. He smirked and draped his jacket over the back of a chair. Taking the coffee from her he dropped a kiss to her lips and took a sip. Ealasaid shook her head and picked up her own coffee.
"I really love that suit." She said and he laughed.
"Little pervert aren't you?" He asked.
"Just appreciating how good my man looks." She said with a wink.
Drago rolled his eyes fondly and quickly fixed his cufflinks. Tightening his tie, he buttoned up his waistcoat and pulled his jacket on. Sitting at the table he pulled her onto his lap and stroked her thigh. He drank his coffee as she nestled into his chest enjoying the heat of his skin. The hunger was lessened when she was near him, touching him
"When everything is normal, this is how I want to spend every morning." Drago said softly and she shivered as she felt his deep voice rumble through his chest. All traces of anger had gone and the warmth was back in his words.
"You think things will ever be normal?" She asked with a derisive laugh.
"Well as normal as we will ever get." His phone beeped and he picked it up impatiently. Staring at the screen he sighed. "I have to go, try not to get into too much trouble."
"Don't tell me what to do." She quipped and he stood, letting her slide down his body until her feet touched the floor. Draining his mug, he placed it on the table and kissed her forehead.
"I love you." He tilted her chin up so she looked at him and said the words he knew she wanted to hear.
