Chapter 387: Tasting Her

Third-Person POV

The large doors of the eastern suite closed quietly behind them. Kaden was still carrying Rebecca in his arms as he entered the room. Soft candlelight lit the room, and beautiful white and silver flowers decorated the large bed. The room was filled with the same sweet floral scent they had been smelling throughout the day.

He carefully lowered her to her feet, and Rebecca looked around the beautifully decorated room with a smile. To her, the tall, handsome man standing before her was Melvin, the Dragon King she had just married. She couldn’t believe they were finally husband and wife.

Kaden smiled as he watched her admire the room. Under the powerful spell, he believed the woman standing before him was Rola, his beautiful bride. He gently placed his hands on her waist and pulled her closer.

"You’re awfully quiet," he remarked, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. "Don’t tell me you’re nervous."

Rebecca looked up at him and smiled. "Nervous? Why would I be nervous?"

Kaden chuckled. "Well, it is our wedding night. I thought perhaps you were feeling a little shy."

"I’m not shy," Rebecca replied, laughing softly. "I was just thinking about everything that happened today."

"What about it?" he asked, looking at her curiously.

Rebecca glanced down at the wedding ring on her finger before looking back at him. "That we’re finally married. It still feels a little unbelievable."

Kaden smiled and gently took her hand, running his thumb over her ring. "Well, believe it, sweetheart. You’re my wife now."

Rebecca laughed. "You sound rather pleased with yourself."

"Shouldn’t I be? I’ve just married the most beautiful woman in the world."

"Oh, really?" she teased, raising an eyebrow. "And how many women have you told that?"

"Only one," he answered without hesitation.

"Are you sure?"

"Would I lie to my wife on our wedding night?"

Rebecca pretended to consider his question before shaking her head playfully. "I don’t know. Perhaps I should ask around."

Kaden laughed and pulled her closer until there was barely any space between them. "You can ask whoever you want. My answer will remain the same."

Rebecca smiled and rested her hands against his chest. For a moment, neither of them spoke. Kaden simply looked down at her, gently brushing his thumb across her cheek as he admired her beautiful face.

"Are you happy?" he asked quietly.

Rebecca’s smile softened. "Of course I am. Why would you ask me that?"

"Because I want to hear you say it."

She looked into his eyes and smiled warmly. "I’m happy,.Melvin Very happy."

Kaden smiled at her answer, hearing the name

Kaden in place of Melvin. The powerful spell continued to control what they saw and heard, making it impossible for either of them to recognize the person standing before them.

"Good. Because I intend to spend the rest of my life making you happy," he promised.

Rebecca felt warmth spread through her chest at his words. "Then I suppose I should warn you that I can be rather difficult sometimes."

"I think I can handle that," Kaden replied confidently.

"You sound very sure of yourself."

"I married you, didn’t I?"

She laughed and playfully slapped his chest. Kaden caught her hand before she could pull it away and brought it to his lips, placing a gentle kiss on her knuckles.

"You’re beautiful tonight," he murmured, looking into her eyes.

"You’ve already told me that," Rebecca reminded him with a smile.

"And I’ll probably tell you another hundred times before morning."

Rebecca shook her head, laughing softly. "You’re being unusually romantic tonight."

"It’s our wedding night. Am I not allowed to be romantic with my wife?"

"You are," she whispered, feeling her cheeks grow warm.

His gaze dropped briefly to her lips before returning to her eyes. "Then may I kiss you?"

Rebecca raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by his question. "Since when do you need permission to kiss your own wife?"

"Since I decided I wanted to hear her say yes."

Her smile widened. "Yes, you may kiss me."

Kaden smiled and leaned closer, but before his lips could touch hers, Rebecca suddenly placed a hand against his chest.

"Wait," she whispered.

He immediately stopped and looked at her with concern. "What’s wrong?"

"Nothing." She smiled mischievously, enjoying the worried expression on his face. "I just wanted to tell you something."

"I’m listening," he replied, gently stroking her waist.

Rebecca looked into his eyes, and her playful expression softened into something more serious. "I love you."

Kaden’s expression softened at her words. Under the influence of the spell, he believed he was looking into Rola’s eyes and hearing the woman he loved confess her feelings for him.

"I love you too, sweetheart," he replied, brushing his thumb across her cheek.

Rebecca smiled happily and wrapped her arms around his neck, moving closer until their bodies were almost touching.

"Then stop talking and kiss me already," she whispered.

Kaden chuckled at her impatience. "As my queen commands."

Before he could lean down, Rebecca rose onto her toes and pressed her lips against his. Kaden immediately wrapped his arms around her waist and returned the kiss, pulling her closer as she tightened her arms around his neck.

Neither of them suspected anything unusual. To Kaden, he was kissing Rola, the woman he loved and had just married. To Rebecca, she was kissing Melvin, the man she had chosen to spend the rest of her life with.

The ancient spell continued to deceive them, hiding their true identities from each other.

The kiss was slow at first, then deeper. Kaden’s control slipped. He turned her gently so her back faced him. His fingers worked the buttons of her gown one by one. The silk loosened and slipped from her shoulders, sliding down her arms until it pooled at her feet. Beneath it she wore only a thin lace slip. He unfastened the straps and let that fall too.

She stood bare in front of him. Candlelight painted her skin. Soft, full breasts, a narrow waist, gentle hips, and the neat dark curls between her thighs. Kaden’s breath left him in a rough exhale. His cock throbbed hard against his trousers.

He had imagined Rola’s body many times. But the sight of this woman, the shape of her, and the way her scent surrounded him seemed strangely familiar.

Kaden pushed the thought aside and gently cupped her face. He kissed her deeply and slowly. His hands traced the line of her spine, the curve of her ass, the undersides of her breasts. Rebecca’s arms slid around his neck. She pressed closer. Her nipples brushed his still-clothed chest. When his thumbs stroked over those tight peaks, she gasped into his mouth.

The sound stirred a distant memory, but he quickly dismissed it. He then lifted her and laid her in the center of the bed. Flowers scattered beneath her back. Kaden stood and undressed without hurry, eyes never leaving her. His shirt fell away, showing the hard lines of his chest and the faint scars of old battles. His trousers and underclothes followed. His cock sprang free, thick and flushed, the heavy head already glistening.

Rebecca’s eyes widened slightly, but she couldn’t bring herself to look away. Something about his size, the way he looked at her, and the intense heat in his gaze suddenly reminded her of Kaden. Her heart skipped a beat, and she immediately felt uncomfortable with the thought.

Fuck! Rebecca, please don’t start thinking about Kaden. Not now, of all times! she scolded herself silently. You’re with Melvin. This is your wedding night, and Kaden has absolutely no place in your thoughts.

She quickly pushed the memory aside, reminding herself that the man standing before her was Melvin, her husband, and the man she loved.

He climbed onto the bed and settled between her parted thighs. First he simply looked at her, spread open, already glistening. Then he leaned down and kissed her again, deeper this time, while one hand slid between her legs. His fingers stroked through the soft curls, found her slick folds, and gently parted them. She was wet. When he carefully pressed one finger against her entrance, the heat and softness that met him made his breath catch.

She felt good. Too good. Familiar in a way that made his wolf push forward with restless hunger.

He worked that single finger in slowly, feeling the way her inner walls clenched and fluttered around it. Rebecca’s hips twitched. A soft, startled moan escaped her. He added a second finger after a long minute, spreading them gently, stretching her, coating them in her growing wetness. His thumb found her clit and circled it in slow, firm strokes until her thighs began to tremble and her breathing turned into short, needy gasps.

Then Kaden shifted lower.

He pulled his fingers free, shiny with her arousal, and lowered his head between her thighs. The first long, slow lick of his tongue through her folds made Rebecca’s whole body jolt. He licked her again, deeper this time, dragging the flat of his tongue from her entrance all the way up to her clit. He circled the swollen bud with the tip of his tongue, then sucked it gently into his mouth.

Rebecca’s hands flew to his hair. A broken sound left her throat.

Kaden did not stay gentle for long. Something old and hungry woke inside him. He began eating her pussy the way he used to when the need took him completely, as if he was starving for her. He licked her harder, deeper, almost roughly, spreading her open with his hands so he could taste every part of her. His tongue pushed inside her, fucking her with it, before sliding back up to her clit and sucking it with firm, relentless pulls.

Rebecca’s hips jerked. She felt it immediately. The way he was devouring her felt exactly like the nights years ago when her Kaden would pin her down and eat her until she could barely breathe. The same intensity. The same desperate hunger. The same way his mouth claimed her as if he could never get enough.

Kaden growled low against her pussy, the vibration shooting straight through her. He licked her faster, more possessively, sucking her clit between his lips while his fingers thrust back inside her, curling hard against the sensitive spot that made her see stars. The wet sounds of his tongue and fingers filled the room. Rebecca’s thighs trembled violently on either side of his head. Her breath came in short, broken gasps.

"Please..." she whispered, not even sure what she was asking for.

He answered by eating her even harder. He sucked her clit firmly, almost roughly, while his fingers worked her deep and fast. Rebecca’s back arched hard off the bed. A sharp cry tore from her throat as her orgasm crashed through her. Her walls clenched tight around his fingers in strong, rhythmic pulses while his tongue kept working her through every wave, licking and sucking as if he refused to stop until she was completely spent.

Kaden stayed between her legs until the last tremor faded. Only then did he lift his head, mouth shiny with her wetness, eyes dark and hungry. He crawled back up her body, kissing her stomach, her breasts, her throat, until his mouth found hers again. She could taste herself on his tongue.