The Unicorn And Her Mysterious Mate

Spell

Skye POV

Chaos exuded a calm, happy demeanor as we stepped into the bedroom. I couldn't help but feel relieved that he was getting along with my family, especially my father, who seemed to have taken a liking to him. "I feel amazing," Chaos admitted, his voice filled with contentment. As he made his way into the bathroom, his confident strides caught my attention.

I couldn't tear my eyes away, captivated by his chiseled form, every muscle defined and glistening with sweat. My gaze traveled downward, drawn to the enticing curve of his V-line, and I found myself unable to break free. The intensity of my desire must have been evident, as I could feel his knowing gaze upon me. Moving closer, his hands brushed against my skin, igniting a blissful shiver that traveled through my body. With deliberate slowness, he undressed me, each touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through my veins.

The chemistry between us was undeniable, our connection electric. His lips met mine in a passionate kiss, and I melted into his embrace. "Join me in the shower," he whispered against my ear, and I eagerly complied, momentarily forgetting my initial reason for alone time with him.

As we stepped into the shower, his hands glided over my skin, inducing a deep sense of relaxation. A moan escaped my lips, and he playfully remarked, "So my touch is that powerful?"

I took a deep breath, gathering my thoughts. "Chaos, after we're done in the shower, I want to help you recover your past memories," I confessed.

He nodded, understanding my intentions. "I had a feeling that's why you wanted me alone, but I couldn't resist having you in the shower," he admitted, his lips finding their way to my neck.

"When I first met you, I never imagined you as the lovey-dovey type." I teased him.

He chuckled, his warm breath brushing against my skin. "I'm not, but you bring out that side of me," he confessed, turning me around and planting kisses along my chest.

"Chaos, you're trying to distract me," I managed to breathe out. He smirked, his hand moving down my body, leaving me speechless.

"I want to be inside you, Skye. If we are to unlock my past, I want us to be connected," he growled, his voice filled with desire.

"I need to look into your eyes." I whispered.

"Don't worry, I can make that work. But I know you want me just as badly as I want you right now, Skye." He reassured me. His lips met my skin again, and we both finished washing off, consumed by our passionate connection.

Once out within a matter of minutes, Chaos had me in his arms. I could feel the heat of his body against mine as he carried me to the bed. He gently placed me down and hovered over me, his eyes filled with lust. As he hungrily took my lips again, I could taste the desire in his kiss.

"I'm addicted to you, Skye," he growled, his voice filled with longing. "Every moment we are apart, my cravings become more intense." His hands, skilled and seductive, explored every inch of my body, igniting a delicious pleasure within me.

I could smell the intoxicating scent of our arousal mingling in the air, a heady and enticing fragrance. His breath, warm and ragged, brushed against my skin as he spoke.

"Your arousal is so strong," he whispered, “Your scent is intoxicating."

As his fingers teased my entrance, a wave of pleasure washed over me, causing my eyes to roll back in my head. The anticipation of what was to come filled me with an overwhelming excitement.

"We are going to make it to that kingdom, Skye," he confessed, his voice filled with determination. "You and I, we will revive it. I want that more than anything."

A moan escaped my lips as his words fueled my desire. He withdrew his fingers, changing our position. I straddled him, feeling the power and connection between us.

"Perfect view of my eyes," he said, guiding me onto his arousal. With one thrust, he filled me completely, and a yelp of pleasure escaped me. The sensations overwhelmed my senses, leaving me lost in a world of passion and ecstasy.

It was a struggle to maintain focus initially, but eventually, I managed to lock eyes with him. His gaze was intense and captivating, drawing me in. As he guided my body, a low growl escaped him, a mix of pleasure and desire. Amidst the pleasure, I delved into his mind, searching for the answers to his forgotten past.

It was a peculiar sensation, like traversing through his memories while still feeling his presence within me. He moved his body, guiding and thrusting, syncing our movements perfectly. And then, I found it - a hidden spot in his mind, obscured by a spell. Harnessing my power, I forcefully released the memories, setting them free.

As the memories flooded back, they engulfed both him and me. We shared this intimate experience, connected on a level beyond physicality. Amidst it all, Chaos guided me, exerting a little more force through our connection, using it to maintain his composure.

It was as if I was transported back in time, seeing through his young eyes. He stood in the majestic Unicorn Kingdom, the vibrant colors and ethereal beauty surrounding him. The sights felt so real, but I knew it was just a vision of the past, as I felt Chaos within me. His movements became more intense, thrusting harder and faster, yet my mind remained immersed in his childhood memory.

In the memory, Chaos ran with panic in his eyes. His urgency led him to his mother, who shared his fear. "We must hide, Chaos," she whispered urgently. But he spoke with the determination of a noble knight, "No, the Unicorn Queen, the little princess, my mate. I must protect her."

His mother, filled with sorrow, embraced him tightly. She spoke of fate bringing them together, but for now, she had to keep him safe. Guiding him through an underground tunnel, they encountered another woman who bore an uncanny resemblance to his mother. Was she a twin?

"You must take him to the realm of the lycans," she instructed, her voice filled with purpose. "Raise him as your own until the time is right." Chaos resisted, refusing to go with her. But she explained that he was destined to be the king of all, the last gifted lycan, and would go into a deep sleep keeping his age for some time. Reluctantly, he agreed, unaware that he would forget her until the time was right to return.

Suddenly, darkness enveloped the scene, and Chaos's presence intensified within me. He moved with greater force, his hands possessively gripping my body. Another vision unfolded; Chaos had grown older, awakened from his slumber. The woman who resembled his mother stood before him, foretelling her impending demise. She urged him to grow strong and find his fated one.

Before his eyes, two men appeared and forcibly took her away. Chaos glanced at a younger lycan standing nearby, the woman's son. The vision faded, and reality slowly returned. As Chaos held me tightly, his arms trembling, waves of pleasure washed over me. He didn't knot this time, but we remained in each other's embrace, finding solace as we both calmed.

As Chaos processed everything, his silence spoke volumes. When he released from my body, he gently placed me on the bed, positioning me on my stomach. Slowly, his hand slid under my body, his fingers teasingly caressing my entrance. The desperation in his voice was palpable as he whispered against my skin, "I need you right now, Skye. Is it OK if we continue?"

Surprised, I nodded my consent, only to realize that he was already hard again. He rubbed himself against me, generating an intoxicating friction before thrusting inside me. As he held my body, his lips brushed against the back of my neck, igniting a primal connection. His movements were powerful, yet pleasurable, his hand moving sensually against my skin.

"I knew you were my mate before you were born, Skye," he confessed, his thrusts deepening, causing me to moan. "I've loved you for a long time. The feelings, they're all coming back to me. I remember now, after my mother left me to her sister, I felt an emptiness. When I woke up from my deep sleep, I never understood it. But now I do. It was you, my memories of loving you as you grew within your mother. You mean everything to me, Skye."

Overwhelmed by his words, I gasped, "You mean everything to me too." The sensation of his body moving inside mine was indescribable. With each thrust, he hit the perfect spot, bringing us both closer to ecstasy. Though it would take time for all his memories to resurface, I knew that the knowledge of his past would help him move forward.

His pace quickened, the bed creaking beneath us as the sound of our bodies colliding filled the room. I climaxed once again, feeling waves of pleasure wash over me, and soon after, Chaos followed suit. Chaos held me for several minutes before sitting up in bed, still cradling me in his arms.

"Thank you," he whispered, his voice filled with gratitude. I could hear the sincerity in his tone as he spoke, his words resonating with me. The weight of his lost memories was evident, and he acknowledged that it would take time to sort through them all. Yet, he found solace in the fact that these memories would help him understand his life's path and the path he was meant to take with me.

Suddenly, a knock on the door startled me, causing me to jump. It was as if the outside world had intruded upon our intimate moment. "Dragons have returned with intel," Colson's voice flowed through the door, breaking the spell. We would have to leave soon.

I began to rise from the bed, but Chaos stopped me, his lips meeting mine for one last tender kiss. We reluctantly parted, knowing that duty called. "You may be meant to protect me, but I will always protect you," he promised, his words filled with conviction. I believed him wholeheartedly as we hurriedly got dressed.

As we prepared to face the challenges ahead, I couldn't help but hope that as his memories resurfaced, he would find the answers he sought. Maybe, one day, we would uncover the truth about what happened to his mother. Would we discover that she had simply gone into hiding, or had she perished? A part of me held onto the hope that he could reunite with her, even though my family had become his own. The bond between a mother and child is unbreakable, even as they grow older.

With determination in my heart, I was ready to find the keys that would unlock not just my control, but his true self. Together, we would embark on this journey, unraveling the mysteries of his past and shaping his future.