The Crown's Entrapment

Gilas almost cheered when he heard Clara's request. He was honestly having a hard time keeping himself in check from seeing just how flushed his mate seemed to be on their bed, and he had already resigned himself to another night of fitful sleep before this all happened.

"If you insist..."

Taking this opportunity, Gilas turned and wrapped his arms around Clara, holding her tightly as he felt her head nuzzle up to his. Her breaths came hot and fragrant, only making his frayed nerves run wild in an attempt to make him jump his mate.

'Stay in control...' he chanted to himself. 'She hasn't given you permission yet...'

"Thank you, Gilas..." Clara mumbled.

Gilas nonchalantly hummed, not trusting himself to speak as clenched his jaw. It was really taking his all to keep himself in check, and feeling Clara's body this close to him was only making it worse.

"It's... It's been an eventful few weeks, hasn't it..." Clara began, her body scooting even closer to his. "I... I kind of missed this..."

She did?!

"I... I did too..." he replied, his breaths becoming ragged as he felt her hands begin to roam across his body. What was she doing!? Was she asking for him to just take her right now?!

"I-I'm glad..." Clara stuttered, her hot breaths making his skin sweat with arousal. "It's... I don't know..."

"Don't know what?" he asked, his hopes rising as he felt her hands slip underneath his clothes.

"I... I think I'm done running," she stated in heady resignation as she looked up at him. "I think I'm ready, Gilas."

His eyes widened, all of his exhaustion leaving his body as he looked at Clara's dazzling eyes. Her lips glistened against the faint moonlight, her intentions clear to him as his instincts screamed at him to take the opportunity.

"A-Are you sure?" he ground out, somehow managing to force himself to ask. He could smell faint arousal coming from her, but he couldn't prove it otherwise unless it was backed by their Mate Bond. Currently, Clara's wall was up against him.

"Yes," she breathed out. "Let's get this over with... Before I change my mind..." Hesitantly, Clara climbed on top of him.

Gilas blinked at Clara as he suddenly felt her emotions. She had removed her wall against him, and he couldn't believe how much she was feeling aroused already. He gulped and felt himself salavating at the thought of completing the Mate Bond by mating with his mate.

[What are you gawking at? Hurry up and move before she changes her mind] Ham interrupted him from his stupor. [I can't believe you at all! What will you do without me?!]

Right. Clara just gave him permission and that was all he needed!

Without a second thought, Gilas pushed Clara's panties away, revealing a surprisingly drenched slit that already looked all too eager to engulf his shaft. Likewise, Clara's hands had already fumbled through his pants to reveal his cock, his massive length brushing up against her wet folds as she mewled on top of him.

"Why are you so wet?" he couldn't help but ask.

"I... Let's not talk about that right now..." she quickly replied. "Just put it in me already..."

Gilas was ready to ask further, but the Bond did it for him as he learned of just what exactly Clara was reading prior to his arrival. Already, he could see a few of the ideas she found herself wanting to replicate, and he was more than eager to do that for her.

"You better prepare yourself, Clara," he smirked. "I won't give you any room to breathe tonight."

"W-Wha- Mhhmm!"

With a slow and singular thrust, Gilas penetrated his beloved, effectively shutting her up before quickly hammering her core with short and gentle bursts. She was tight, but feeling Clara's emotion through the Bond told him not to stop, so he continued with his movements. No words were needed because Clara let him read her by removing the wall against him. For some reason, Clara had it in her mind that she'd enjoy being completely and utterly used, and he was more than fine with indulging her fantasies.

"G-Gilas!" she gasped, her pleasure apparent as she shivered and trembled on top of him. "I- What are you-"

"Don't bother fighting," he sternly cut him off. "You're mine. You asked for this, so don't dare walk it back."

He fought back a groan as he felt her insides clamp down even harder. Despite the apparent shame blooming on her face, her body seemed to respond delightfully as she began to ride him even harder.

"I-I already know what you were doing earlier too," he continued, his thrusts getting harder and faster with each passing second. "To think that you'd read that kind of stuff... I didn't think you had it in you."

"I-I don't know what you're talking about," Clara quickly replied.

Gilas smirked as he felt her insides quiver from his words. "So that's why you're already so wet," he pressed further. "You're already thinking about doing it and just trying to justify it to yourself. Why, I'm using it against you right now."

"G-Gilas! AHH!!"

Clara jolted on top of him, and Gilas groaned alongside her as he felt himself reaching his peak. He ground his teeth as he released all of his pent-up tension within her velvety folds. Her insides clamped down hard as she peaked as well, her moans of shame fueling her pleasure even higher as he spread his arms to catch her falling body.

"T-That was... What was that..." Clara weakly whispered. "Why am I... like this..."

"I guess your research awakened a few things in you," Gilas chuckled as he stroked her hair. "Still, thank you for finally accepting me..."

Clara mumbled into his chest, and he held himself back from thrusting his still-hard cock inside her. Instead, he resigned himself to simply enjoying her warmth. She was clearly exhausted both physically and mentally, and he didn't want to push his luck further than this.

"I... Sorry for being stubborn..." she whispered.

"It's fine..." he softly chuckled.

Fulfilled, Gilas let Clara nod off in his embrace. There was more than enough time for them to catch up on other things anyway. For now, he was happy with this great victory he had achieved.