Drystan took a deep breath as he breathed in her scent. It was intoxicating. Her scent constantly wrapped around him, squeezing his control out of him. Even her request wasn't enough to surprise him and throw him away from her. Ever since he looked at her, he knew she'd be his one day. His heart broke when he learned she would be given to someone else.

He wanted her badly. His tongue ran over his fangs that threatened to come out. His body constantly fought with the need to claim her whenever he looked at her. He wanted her as his mate. Drystan firmly believes that she was made for him and that fate brought them together for a reason.

"You want me to teach you?" his voice was husky as he breathed in her scent again. "How to be with a man?"

Melora started to look down, her eyelashes fluttering, but his grip on her chin tightened. He needed her to look at him. Melora nodded finally. "Yes," she squeaked. "I need you to teach me how to be with a man." She gave him a small, nervous, pleading smile. "Please. I can't go to this man without knowing what to do. I'll look like a fool."

His heart hurt again when she talked about having any correlation with any man. He wanted her to be his and only his. He'd accept if this were the only way for him to touch and claim her. He'll do anything for her. He couldn't resist.

Melora was staring at him with wide eyes, waiting for his answer. Finally, he nodded. "All right," he told her. He could help himself to lean forward, forcing himself to stop before his lips met hers. "I have rules, Melora."

He could hear her heart beating faster the closer he got to her. "Y-Yes?"

Drystan smirked at the reaction he was getting out of her. He wondered if she felt the pull towards him like he felt with her. "You're going to do everything I tell you to do, understand?" He ran the tip of his nose up and down her neck.

Melora nodded eagerly. Her eyes didn't show any fear in them. They only showed excitement. "I understand."

Taking a deep breath, he could smell her arousal. He had to control himself. All he wanted to do was take her right now and claim entirely her body and soul as his. Instead, he stood back up and dropped his hand from her chin. He kept her eyes on him as he moved to the end of the bed and motioned for her to lie before him. She was hesitant initially, but when he raised his eyebrow, she did what she was told quickly.

"You know this is off-limits, Princess," he reminded her as he pulled his shirt over his head.

Melora just nodded as she sat up on her elbows. "I know." Her eyes roamed his muscled chest and core, her bottom lip sucking in her mouth.

"I could get killed for this," he continued. He'd like to see her father try to kill him. He'd fight anyone for her hand. For her attention. Each time, he would win for her. Melora nodded her understanding. She knew he was a hard man to kill. She had to know that her father wouldn't be able to kill him, but there was still the risk. "You need a safe word, Melora. What is it?"

"A safe word?" she asked him. She watched him climb onto the bed and rest over her.

Drystan nodded. "A word you'll use when you're feeling overwhelmed or if I go too far," he explained. "When you say your safe word, I'll stop. No matter what."

MMelora bit her lip, and he could see her thinking, her eyes snapping back and forth between his. "Midnight," she breathed out.

Drystan smiled as he nodded. "Midnight." He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss onto her lips. It took everything in his power not to devour her right now. She needed him to be calm and take things slow. "First lesson, Melora," he pulled back slightly. "Remember that you are in control." He pressed a kiss onto her cheek. "You hold power over me. Not just by rank, but in this way. Your body tells me what I can and can't do." His lips traveled down to her jaw and then down to her neck. "Your pleasure is the utmost important thing to me." He lightly bit her neck, where her pulse was beating hard, causing a small moan to come out of her mouth.

Fuck, he internally groaned. His fangs threatened to come out, and that beautiful sound, but he fought the urge to bite her now and claim her as his. He was going to make her make that sound again and again.

He resorted to running his tongue up and down her neck. "Do you understand what I'm telling you, Melora?"

Her hips bucked up, and her hands ran through his hair. "Yes, Drystan."

He smirked against her neck. "Good girl." Drystan moved his head back up and pressed his lips against hers again. He ran his tongue over her bottom lip, asking for access, and she opened her lips a little further. There was just enough space to shove his tongue into her mouth, tasting all of her. He moved his left hand down her side and pulled up her dress. He rested his hand on her thigh and pulled back. "You're sure you want this?" He raised his eyebrows as he looked into her eyes. Drystan hoped that she wouldn't back down now. He was too far gone in her taste to stop.

Melora nodded quickly, her green eyes large as she looked up at him. "Please, Drystan." She ran her fingers through his hair, tugging lightly on the ends. "I want this." She bucked her hips against him. "I need this."

Drystan kissed her again before pulling back and resting his forehead against hers. "Tonight, I will teach you what your body can do and what it can take." He moved his hand to her inner thigh towards her sex. When he got there, he moved his fingers against her light and groaned at feeling her bare area. Fuck. "How long have you been planning this, Melora?" He began to leave a trail of kisses up and down her neck.

Melora bucked her hips, causing his fingers to brush against her again. Fuck, he groaned. She's so fucking wet. Melora moaned as she answered him, "I've been wanting this for a long time, Drystan." She sighed again and scratched at his back when his thumb found her clit and started to rub in circles.

"Melora," he groaned. He continued to fight again against his body and fangs. He knew he'd scare her if he just let himself take control. She deserved to know what he was, but not yet. He wasn't ready to tell her, and she wasn't prepared to hear it. Drystan ran his fingers over her again and growled at how wet she was. "May I see all of you?"

Melora nodded, her eyes hooded as she stared up at him. He then maneuvered her so she was staddling his lap, and he was leaning against the headboard. She took this moment to latch her lips against his neck and bit down hard. Drystan hissed out as he reached under her dress and gripped her ass, his fingers digging into her flesh. He closed his eyes and moved his head to the right, giving her more access to his neck.

After every bite she would give him, she'd run her tongue over the spot, soothing it. Her hips were grinding against him, making him harder. His cock hurt as it strained against his pants. He wanted to be inside of her, but tonight was about her. Melora moaned as he bucked his hips against her. His cock wanted to be let out. It strained even harder against his pants.

"Let me see all of you," he repeated through clenched teeth. Melora didn't listen to him as she continued to assault his neck. "Melora," he growled a warning, but she again didn't listen. He reached up and wrapped her hair in his hand. He pulled back and brought her to look at him. He used his other hand to stop her hips from moving, causing her to whimper. "You're disobeying, Princess."

Melora gripped his shoulders as she tried to move her hips again, but his hand held her tight. Her eyes pleaded to him, and he smirked.

"Let me see all of you, Melora." His voice was more profound as there was a warning in it. He would have to punish her if she didn't obey him again. He didn't think that she was ready for any of his punishments. He would have to wait until she was prepared to receive his sentences. His cock twitched at the thought of punishing her.

Melora bit her lip and nodded as she finally did as she was told. She slowly slipped her nightdress over her head. Drystan suppressed a possessive growl as his eyes raked over her body. She was perfect. Absolutely, fucking perfect. Her breasts were perfect and plump. He didn't waste any time leaning forward and flicking her nipples with his tongue. He made sure to give them the same treatment. Her skin tasted delicious, and he couldn't get enough of her taste.

Melora moaned as he bit down lightly onto her right nipple before sucking on it. His left hand traveled up to pinch and twist onto her other nipple while his right hand snaked underneath her, cupping her sex. He slowly inserted a finger into her, pumping in and out. She was so tight and hot, bringing out a growl.

Her hands roamed his body until they stopped on his shoulders. Her nails dug into his skin as he moved his finger inside her. "Drystan," she moaned loudly. Her hips bucked against him, making the palm of his hand to rub against her clit.

Drystan moved up and captured her lips with his, swallowing down her moans. He pulled back slightly, whispering against her lips, "You need to be quiet, Melora. We can't have anyone hear you." He continued to pump his finger in and out of her before adding another finger. He leaned back against the headboard and smirked at her, "Ride my hand."

Melora bit her lips as she moved her hips against his hand. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she continued to ride his hand. Drystan loved the look on her face as she used him to get herself off. She was fucking beautiful. "Drystan," she breathed. "I think-"

Drystan couldn't contain his smile. "You're alright, Melora. Go ahead and finish." He leaned forward, flicking his tongue over her nipple. "Come for me, Melora." He felt his cock jump as he watched her come down from her high. Fuck, she's beautiful, he thought to himself. He waited until she was done before he pulled his hand away from her. She slumped against him as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer.

"Wow," she breathed, her breath fanning against his chest.

Drystan chuckled as he gave her a quick kiss on her temple. "Remember, your satisfaction is always above mine. Now," he ran his hand through her hair. "You need to get some rest. We have a long day tomorrow."

Melora leaned back and looked up at him, her hands running down his chest. "Stay with me?"

Drystan smiled down at her. "Always."