CHAPTER 408: BOUND IN FIRE AND MOONLIGHT

Warning: Mature content in the Chapter

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Evaline:

The world had narrowed to the sound of our breathing. Every exhale seemed to tremble between us, as if the air itself couldn’t decide whose body it belonged to. Draven’s lips lingered against my neck, his breath hot and uneven, the edge of his teeth brushing the place where my pulse thundered.

I felt his restraint in every motion. He was trembling - not from hesitation, but from the sheer force of what he was holding back.

"Eva," he rasped, his voice almost breaking. "Once I do this, there’s no undoing it."

My hands slid up to his face, my fingers trembling as they traced his jaw. "Then don’t undo it," I whispered. "Do it, Draven. I want to belong to you... the way you already belong to me."

For a heartbeat, his eyes softened. Then his mouth found the curve of my neck again, this time with purpose. A low growl vibrated in his chest - deep, primal. My breath hitched as warmth spread across my skin where his lips pressed. I could feel the pull of the bond already, that invisible thread that had been between us since the first moment we met, tightening until it became unbearable.

He resumed thrusting while his mouth continued to trail kisses over my racing pulse. He was going fast, deep, and hiting that sweet spot deep within me that sent sparks of pleasure coursing across my body.

I moaned when I felt his tongue replacing his lips. And then his teeth lightly nipped the same spot, forcing another groan past my lips.

It didn’t take long before I found myself falling from the high peak of pleasure. I screamed as pure ecstasy hit me hard. At the same time, Draven groaned as he found his release as well, spilling his seeds deep inside me.

And the next moment...

Our world exploded all over again.

A burst of light, not from outside but from within, flooded through me. The instant his teeth pierced my skin, something ancient woke in my blood. It wasn’t pain... it was everything. Fire and ice, chaos and peace, a collision of power that left me gasping his name.

I could feel him inside my mind. His heartbeat pulsed in rhythm with mine. Our souls, once separate, now melted together like streams joining one river.

Every sensation magnified. The warmth of his skin against mine, the taste of air between our breaths, the thundering rhythm that echoed between our bodies... it all built into something so consuming that I didn’t know where he ended and I began.

He whispered my name again in his mind, softer this time, as if tasting it on his soul.

Evaline.

The sound of it was a promise.

Something inside me answered. A light bloomed beneath my skin - silver, pure, alive. I felt it race along my veins, meeting the crimson flare that came from him. When they collided, the colors intertwined and pulsed once, twice, and then settled into a steady glow that wrapped around us both.

This was the bond. Eternal. Irreversible. Ours.

I couldn’t stop the tears that burned behind my eyes, or the tremor in my voice when I whispered, "Draven... what is this feeling?"

He rested his forehead against mine as he pressed one last, lingering kiss on the mark he just left on me. He was still breathing hard, his eyes blazing emerald. "Everything," he said hoarsely. "It’s everything, little flame."

And it was.

The mark seared against my neck, yet the heat wasn’t pain... it was ecstasy of the purest kind. It spread through me, curling around my heart, filling every empty space I had ever known. His emotions rushed through the bond like a tide I couldn’t resist - his need, his devotion, his fear of losing me, and beneath it all, love so fierce it hurt to feel it.

I reached for him instinctively, pressing closer, drawn by the force that tethered us now. Every movement sent another ripple of energy between us, another echo of that burning light. He caught my face in his hands and kissed me like a man reclaiming the part of his soul he had lost long ago.

The world blurred around us. The magic between us built, spiraling higher until it was almost too much to contain.

When our connection peaked, it felt as if the entire world stopped to watch. The energy burst outward in a wave that shimmered across the room, and every fiber of my being trembled with release.

It wasn’t just passion. It was completion.

The fire between us softened to a steady warmth, the glow fading into something quieter but no less powerful. I could feel him still - every heartbeat, every thought, every flicker of emotion that crossed his soul. It was intoxicating.

Draven’s body trembled slightly as he drew in a ragged breath. His hand came up to trace the mark he had left on my neck - a faint shimmer of silver and red shaped like a crescent flame. His expression softened with awe and disbelief.

"It suits you," he whispered, his voice rough with tenderness.

I smiled weakly, still dazed, my fingers brushing the mark. "And you?"

He tilted his head slightly, revealing a matching mark on his collarbone, glowing faintly gold beneath his skin. "We are bound," he said simply. "For as long as our souls exist."

For a long time, neither of us spoke. The silence was filled with the sound of our shared heartbeat and the faint hum of the bond between us... a melody only we could hear.

When he finally moved, it was to pull me against him. I melted into his arms, fitting perfectly against his chest, his warmth surrounding me. He pressed a kiss to my temple, then my cheek, then the mark itself, as if sealing it once more.

"I can feel you," I whispered, awed. "Even when you are not touching me."

He nodded, a faint smile curving his lips. "That’s the bond. You’ll never be alone again, Eva. Not even in silence. You’ll feel my strength when yours falters... and I’ll feel your heart when mine darkens."