Chosen By The Dragon Kings

Chapter 58

Elora’s POV

The next morning, I wake in their bed. Matitus tugging me closer in his sleep as I stretch. Silas rolls

over facing me, his hand going to my hip before moving to cup my breast.

“How do you feel?” he whispers before leaning over me and kissing my lips, his fingertips circling

around my areola making my nipple harden under his touch.

“Good,” I tell him, and his lips come crashing down on my own. I kiss him back, his hand palming my

breast as his kisses become more urgent. He pulls me toward him, forcing Matitus to let go before

climbing between my legs, his lips going to my neck as he nips and sucks on my skin. His teeth grazed

my skin which was actually burning making me flinch.

“Sorry, Matitus fed on you,” he said, running his tongue over it and it stopped aching. I move my hips

under him before wrapping my legs around his waist. Tugging him closer and feeling Silas position

himself before sinking into me. He groans before stilling and I wiggle my hips and grip his arm next to

my face wanting him to move.

Silas chuckles, kissing my lips but still not moving. “So eager now” he whispers against my lips and I

move my hips making him groan before he pulls out and thrusts back into me. His hands gripping mine

as he forces them above my head holding them in one his while his other hand hangs onto the

headboard. Silas thrusts into me harder and faster and I try to move my hips meeting his thrusts as he

pounds into me making me a moaning mess underneath him. Matitus rolls over and grabs my face,

kissing me before hopping off the bed and walking into the bathroom.

Dragus I notice is already out of bed and god knows where. Silas leans down kissing my chin and

nipping at my neck before pulling out of me, making me frown. He chuckles before moving back.

“Roll onto your belly”

“What?” I ask, he doesn’t answer, just uses his arm to flip me over before pulling my hips towards him

leaving my ass in the air. He puts his hand on the centre of back pushing me down before I feel him

position himself and he slams into me making me cry out. This position felt different; he was so much

deeper, and I felt my walls instantly grip him. Silas hands go to my hips and he pounds into me making

the headboard hit against the wall.

My stomach was tightening at the full feeling and his hard length hitting my cervix. I feel my skin heat

as he speeds up his movements and I feel my toes curl, my orgasm building fast before he shoves me

over the edge. I moan loudly, my juices spilling onto my thighs and I feel his grip tighten and his

movements become erratic as he slams into me one last time before stilling and I feel his cock twitch

inside me as his seed spills into me.

Silas stills his hands rubbing my ass and thighs before he pulls out of me and I slump on the bed

panting. Silas kisses my shoulder before tugging on my hand when he steps off the bed.

“Come on we need to shower and go find a place to put those kids permanently” he says, and I groan

not wanting to get up but knowing I have to. Standing up, I follow him into the bathroom where Matitus

is having a shower. I Stepin behind him and turn the other shower head on.

Matitus kisses me before stepping back under his shower head as Silas steps in.

“Where did Dragus go?” I ask.

“To help Marian take food over for the kids in the fabric warehouse” Mastitis answers. I nod before

grabbing the shampoo and washing my hair.

“We also need to prepare for the full moon tomorrow night and double check what is needed to break

the curse” Silas says watching my reaction to his words.

“You won’t hurt Claire?” I ask, concerned. Silas shakes his head.

“No Elora, I won’t hurt her we just need a little bit of her blood”

“You promise?” I ask and Silas steps forward caging me between his arms and pressing me against the

shower wall.

His eyes held mine. “I promise,” he whispers.

“What if it doesn’t break the curse?” Silas looks at the tiles above my head before looking down at me.

“What do you want me to do?” he asks, and I could feel uncertainty hit me through the bond from him.

“I want you to stop. I don’t want to continue to chase something that is out of reach” Silas seems to

think for a second before he presses his forehead against mine. I can feel Matitus watching us

curiously.

“On one condition” Silas says, pulling away and gripping my chin with his fingers, his eyes searching

my face.

“What’s the condition?” I ask.

“You forgive me, and you never leave us,” he whispers, his intense gaze watching my reaction. Could I

forgive him, was that even a rational thing to do?

“I’m not asking you to forget, just forgive and start over Elora”

“And what if you break your word? I am not going to spend my life trying to break a curse that can’t be

broken Silas” I ask, knowing Silas doesn’t like being given conditions that aren’t his own.

“I won’t as long you promise to be ours, promise to be mine.”

I go to answer when Matitus slides over next to us leaning against the wall.

“I would have just settled for her sleeping in the bed again, but this implies she will have to,” Matitus

says a cheeky grin on his face making me shake my head and chuckle.

“Fine, I will forgive you, but I want this sealed,” I tell him, holding out my hand. One thing I did know

was that Dragons can’t go back on a blood promise.

Silas stares at my hand for a second and I almost thought he was going to say no when he turned his

hand over showing me his palm. I place my hand in his. Silas runs his nail across my palm, slicing the

inside of my palm. “You promise to forgive and remain by our sides and be ours”

“Yes”

Matitus grabs Silas palm, slicing his nail across it, his palm pooling with blood.

“And you promise to stop trying to break the curse if we can’t break it on the full moon tomorrow night” I

ask.

“Yes” he says, and I could feel through the bond he never wanted to stop looking but would for me.

Silas grips my hand and I feel a cold rush move up my arm binding our word before my hand starts

tingling as our blood mingles sealing the promise. Silas smashes his lips against my own, kissing me

before pulling back. Matitus grips the back of his neck kissing him, I watch as his tongue runs across

Silas’s bottom lip, arousal flooding me. Matitus pulls back his thumb rubbing over the side of his neck.

“Thank you” Matitus whispers and I could tell he honestly thought Silas would never give up on the

curse. Matitus turns looking at me before kissing me softly before pulling both of us against him. I wrap

my arms around him and realise Dragus was sitting on the sink basin.

“When did you come back?” I questioned. Dragus smiles before grabbing a towel and I step out letting

him wrap the towel around me before standing between his legs.

“Matitus mind linked telling me you two were making a blood promise, I came to see if Silas would

actually go through with it”

“He did,” I tell him, holding up my hand which still had a cut across it. Dragus grabs my hand before

running his tongue across my palm. His eyes darkened slightly before he bites into the side of his hand

offering it to me. I press my lips against it letting his blood fill my mouth, watching as my hand closes

before pulling away.

Dragus pulls me against him, wrapping his arms around me, his face going to my neck as he bites into

my skin making me flinch slightly. I feel his tongue lapping at my neck before he pulls away, his lips

stained with my blood as he licks his lips.

I raise an eyebrow at him, “What I don’t taste as good as I smell?” I ask. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

“No, you taste better, your blood doesn’t affect us a bad since Silas marked you. Your blood usually

only affects us if we are thrown off guard, like with Matitus” he answers, and I nod. Which made sense

because my blood has been spilt so many times and I had wondered how sometimes they didn’t seem

affected and other times they did.

“Come we need to get dressed, I want to show you something” Silas says stepping out of the shower

and we all follow him into the bedroom.

“How were the kids this morning?” I ask Dragus.

“They’re okay, some refused to go to the safe house, some have remained, but we need to find

something more permanent. Maybe you can convince the ones that won’t leave to join the others”

Dragus comments. I could only try.

Slipping on a pair of jeans and a long sleeve shirt and jacket, I turned to Silas wondering what he

wanted to show me.

“So, what do you want to show me?”

“Remember that man from the tunnels?” he asks, and I nod.

“Well last night we got people to help him move to the old green houses on the border of the forest.

Today we are going to rejuvenate the soil to create more grow houses, Abigail is going to meet us

there”

“How though? The ground is frozen and covered in snow?”

“You’ll see, we have builders ready on site. Everything is ready to go, we just need to build a few more

green houses and fix the ones that remain” he says. The task sounded impossible even if it weren’t too

cold and the ground frozen, we had no way of digging through the frozen ground to put posts in to build

more greenhouse and I don’t remembering seeing any machinery around, but I also knew the city

needed this and if Silas said they could do it, I wasn’t going to doubt them, they clearly had some plan

and for once things were looking up. The Dragon kings seemed to be trying and right now that’s all I

could ask for and expect.