Robbin's POV
Warning: Sexual Content Ahead
"I didn't want to tell you because I'm not David anymore," Alec confessed, "I haven't been him for a long time. But seeing you again has ignited that old soul that once harbored my body. I guess part of me still holds a piece of David."
I stood silently with a blank stare spread across my face. My lips felt dry as they became parted during Alec's confession. I folded them inward to moisture them and turned to Xander. "How long have you known," I asked him. He didn't seem to care much for the question though.
"I found out recently too, after our mating."
"And neither of you bothered to tell me?"
"I didn't matter-"
"Of course it mattered, Alec! We were friends; great friends, and now you're telling me to forget about that? The only person selfish here is you." I couldn't be around these two anymore. Their lies and ways of dealing with them were too much for me to go along with, so I left them there and headed for Vision.
The castle grounds were silent and it was pitch black outside. I was too worked up to try and focus on summoning my powers for heightened sight. Vision's probably exhausted from the flight too, as well as the other dragons. Dammit. How the hell am I going to cool down? My blood boiled uncomfortably at the racing thoughts that invaded my mind. I felt hurt. Not just for the lie, but the fact that Alec wanted me to forget David. I was never going to do that. The time we spent together in the Westerlie kingdom was special to me. We went out searching for a new adventure every day. I can remember all of them. From sneaking away to underground sparring clubs to racing dragons across the kingdom. How was I supposed to forget a friend like him?
I headed back inside and walked toward my room feeling more sad than angry. And above all, I was hurt. Just because Alec has lived with his decisions does not go the same for everyone else. To just throw away the thoughts and memories of an old friend because he said so is selfish.
I walked into my bedroom but stopped at the doorway when I caught Xander's scent. The room itself was dark but the light from the balcony shone through the open glass doors. He must be out there. I didn't want to sleep despite my many waking hours due to the stress I was feeling after Alec's reveal, so I creaked the balcony door open wider and spotted Xander. His hands rested on the ledge as he viewed the grounds. This was one of the few moments of him that were pure. Not in an innocence sense, but natural and raw. I don't get to see much of that with him.
I tried not to think about him knowing Alec's secret before me, but it was inevitable. Why? Why did Alec confess to him before me? Why is it coming up now? I sighed loudly, making another presence known, although I'm sure Xander already knew I was here. He could smell me from miles away.
"I thought you'd go for a ride," He stated, his back still facing me. I exhaled and walked over to his side, leaning over the railing like him and took in the Northerner view. The way the castle was position gave us a beautiful sight of Mystic Lake. It glistened in the distance and I caught Vision resting by the water along with Sereion. Their broad figures were near impossible to miss. Beyond and around it were miles upon miles of forest, most of it leaking into the capital town we were in.
"He needs his rest," I responded. Neither of us spoke for a moment, just taking in the beautiful sight. It was a few hours until sunrise and I was sure we were both exhausted. My eyes felt heavy as I held them up to stay conscious. "Why didn't you tell me," I suddenly asked. Xander's arms shifted and he sighed before responding.
"Because he told me not to."
"Would you have told me if I asked?"
"No."
"Why not-"
"Because it wasn't my secret to tell, Robbin." Xander rushed out before I could comment back. His eyes finally landed on me. They looked as if he were scolding a child for doing something wrong. He moved barely two inches closer and locked my gaze. "You are my mate and I am bound to you, but I've known Alec longer than I've known you. I trust him without a fault. You, however, are still questionable."
"What is that supposed to mean?" My voice was calm but held an irritated tone.
"You act out. Even now as queen, you act out. How can I trust someone who won't give themselves to me."
"Are you still going on about that? How I won't submit to your every need?"
Xander ran a tired hand through his hair and broke our gaze for a moment before returning it. "No, Robbin. That's not what I meant."
"Well, it sure sounded like you did. We can't keep having this same conversation. This is just one endless circle of events between us!" I wanted to say more, but that'd only confirm my previous words. It didn't matter though because Xander grabbed my face and pulled me into a deep kiss. It was bruising and but fiery. I felt my body wanting more but it only lasted a mere few seconds.
"I need you here with me. I need to know that if something goes wrong, something that would make me want to do something unfavorable, that you'd be there, not fighting against me. That's what I meant." Xander's eyes showed his vulnerability at that moment and I felt my body relax. All of the anger and distastefulness was washed away with that small look in his eyes. It was as if they held a power in them, only one that I could see.
"I am here with you, Xander. I'm on your side. I'm sorry if I haven't been as good of a mate you would've wanted. This side of me is new, mostly because I've never shown it before." I sighed. "How are we supposed to do this?"
"Do what?" One of Xander's hand held my waist while the other began pushing loose strands behind my ear.
"Be mates. We're clearing doing it wrong."
Xander brushed a comforting hand down my cheek and I let the warmth of his touch ignite me. His eyes looked down at me and I couldn't find myself wanting to move away "I think we're getting better at it." He grazed my bottom lip with the base of his thumb and I felt it. The pull Xander had on me. Perhaps we weren't as far off as I thought.
"I know I can't feel our connection like you do, Xander," I confessed, "But I do feel something, and that has to mean something."
I felt Xander inch his face towards mine and I broke our gaze to stare at his lips. I was tired. So was he, but this was worth it. It always was. I flickered my eyes back up to his. His face was solid with eyes like wildfire. Xander suddenly pulled my waist to his and into a deep kiss, one that I gladly let take over me. I didn't mind it this time. I'd grown used to the fire he fed me.
Xander back-walked us a few steps inside before growing impatient and grabbing my thighs; wrapping them around his waist, never moving away from our heated kiss. I heard the balcony door kick close as he made his way inside of our bedroom before laying me down on the bed. Xander and I began removing each other's clothing and he sat up, looking at my naked body. If there was one thing Xander and I knew about each other, it was how we liked it. We never felt fully satisfied with gentle sex. No. we liked it rough and that was exactly what he was about to give me.
I stared at his bare chest for a moment before he grabbed my hips and turned me around, bringing my ass up. My hands clenched the sheets beneath me as I waited for him. He pushed into me quickly and didn't wait to speed up the pace. My body moved backward to meet his hard thrusts. I felt him everywhere. His energy moved throughout me and mine his.
The speed was followed by loud sounds of our skin slapping together and gruntled moans. I reached back to get a better grip and Xander grabbed my arm, pulling me back to him. He rammed into me faster, not letting the speed falter in the slightest. I loved every bit of it.
My body was heating up in the best way and he knew this. Xander wrapped his other hand around my neck and shoved himself deep inside my body, releasing every ounce of stress I harbored within me. When I finished, I felt his speed slow down, but continued to drive deep inside of me. He wasn't near done as I was. His grip on my body was released and Xander pulled out of my body to lay next to me. I climbed on top of him, straddling his waist. Xander's throbbing cock stood poking underneath me, waiting to come back inside. I grabbed his shaft and eased myself onto it, letting its large mass widen my cunt once again. Once it was in, Xander shot himself up, not giving me the chance to ride him myself. The sudden feeling shocked me as his speed increased quickly. He grabbed both of my elbows and detained me to the position. I felt another sensation building up as I knew he did too and hoped he'd let me let go one more time before finishing.
Xander's pace finally slowed, but it wasn't from lack of adrenaline. He gripped my hips tightly and began rocking them. Soon, I found my own rhythm and took over, keeping the same speed as before. I didn't want the feeling that was building up to go away. Every hair on my skin rose as I stared down at him. His eyes pierced through mine as we couldn't look away from each other. If we did, I was sure the waves of pleasure we were feeling would vanish.
My body felt sensitive to him, especially with a new release on the verge of breaking. I kept going, though; kept going to feel it one more time. I kept going. And going. And going. My mind was pleading him to give me what I wanted. Finally, I felt it again. The irresistible feeling of heat from my cunt clenching tightly on his cock. My body was pushed forward as Xander once again took over and shoved himself deeper and deeper, unwittingly giving me an extra shot of pleasure.
He began to stiffen and hot, thick liquid began to fill me. My arms shook from tiredness and lack of strength, and I collapsed on top of him, wetness dripping down from my cunt. Exhausted sighs from both of us filled the silence of the night. Xander's cock was still inside of me, twitching every now and then. I didn't want him to take it out. I wanted the feeling of him to stay inside of me as we both drifted to sleep.