I uncrossed the strips of leather and tossed them aside. Exposing her naked form. Her large jutting breasts with the brown crests straining for my attention. Narrowing to her tiny waist and then blooming into her wide hips and lush ass before narrowing to her slim, muscled thighs. And the nest of her sex.I lifted my tunic over my head and tossed it aside. Pitching the vial so it landed perfectly on the padding of my tunic. I unlaced my breeches methodically. Staring into her eyes as I freed myself into my hands.“No, please My Magus! It’s too large. It won’t fit.”“The hell it won’t!” I dropped over her into a push up. My palms flat on the floor next to her shoulders. My pulsing length probed her entrance.***She closed her eyes and concentrated.Trying to spark me.“No!” She wailed.“Your magic won’t work. You’re too aroused. Your body wants this. It’s not going to defend you against what it needs. Which is my cock stuffed in you.”Her blue eyes were huge.I should have her look up
Against every fiber of her being, she obeyed.Smiling in delight I greedily filled her mouth. Grunting in pleasure as I felt her lips wrapping around me and her velvet tongue stroking the bottom side. I worked into her mouth, feeling it from all angles and watching her huge blue eyes staring at me pleadingly.Fuck your pleading.“Suck your cheeks in.”She immediately complied. Unable to do otherwise.“That feels good. That’s a good little, Witch.” I purred. “Uh...Uh.” I moaned as I stroked into her mouth. Pushing at the back of her throat to stretch it to take my length. Satisfied when I finally felt my sack brushing her chin.“You like that, don’t you?”Her brows knitted.She wants to say no. She’s not going to get to.“Moan for me.”She moaned and my cock vibrated in her mouth.I grunted in pleasure. Moaning as I leaned back. Scooping the back of her head to lift it. And holding it still so I could get as far into her as possible.She started coughing and gurgling.“Take it. You’re
She gave me a hateful look but leaned up to slip them down behind her legs.Soon the table was shaking on both sides. From her hand pushing into her between her thighs and me pounding between her breasts.When I was close to spilling again, I withdrew from her breasts and pushed her bottom jaw down to shove myself in her warm little mouth. Dumping my seed deep into her throat as I gripped the back of her head to drive her face down on it.She flailed and pounded the table in her struggle to get off.I laughed at her and let her go. “Lay back down and open yourself for me.”“I hate you!”“So you’ve said. Obey me.”She leaned up to part her lips. Her ankles still dutifully hooked around the table legs.I caught her hips and scooted them back over the edge of the table so she was lined up where I could drive into her.I plowed in. Feeling her furthest opening stretching to accommodate my growing excitement.She screeched and arced up against the pain.“Take it!” I roared.“My Magus...” S
I peaked inside her again and felt the tightening of my body then the hot surge that told me I'd filled her again.I collapsed over her. Dropping my naked torso over her slick one. Palming her ripe round breasts and leaving my rod seated deep in the cushion of her body."Take it out, My Magus. It aches."I laughed coldly. As she had so many nights when she'd sent me home aching with need. Feeling the deep pain low in my gut from being left unsatisfied. But her turn had come."Just go." She said breathlessly. Pushing at my shoulders."Stop." I barked.She went limp. Forced to obey me under the thrall of the magic."I can't take anymore.""You can. And you will." A muscle in my square jaw ticked. "Again. And again. In and out. Until I've had my fill."I glared at her furiously. "This is your fault. You've done this. The spell only returns to you to the extent you made me yearn.""It's unbearable!""Yes." My lip curled in contempt as my green eyes narrowed on her. "It was."Suddenly she
"Now. Put your mouth back on me." I ordered.She complied. Suckling loudly on my length."Ker-dan." I whispered. Making her do so more fervently. Making love to my cock with her mouth. Her velvety tongue sweeping the length. My back began to tighten."Put me deep in your neck." I tipped my head up to look at her. Stroking her hair as she ministered to me. "And when I spill into your mouth. Swallow it."She shook her head, but I fisted her hair to still her."Do as I say. That is what we're learning here. You can play your games all day. Be superior to every man in this camp. But when nightfall comes, you'll spread your legs and give me what I want."She tried to shake her head again, but I forced it down on me.Hearing her sputtering around it. As I came in her throat. Moaning in pleasure."Everything about you, feels so good, Zyra. I want that little hole again." I gave her a pointed look.But instead of doing what I bid she tried to retreat."Ker-dan."She lurched forward. Clawing a
"Now on your knees, Zyra.""Please, My Magus...A break.""Why should I?" I demanded. Feeling the space between my black brows knit in annoyance. "What mercy did you show me.""None." She whimpered as she swallowed."Why should I give you any.""Everything...Hurts.""I don't care." I said acidly. "You didn't. Roll over and offer me that ass.""Magus!""As I say!"Sobbing she rolled onto her knees. Wincing as she moved.For a heartbeat I considered giving her time to rest. Time to recover.But years’ worth of anger brought me to my senses. No. She'll take me again.And again. Until she aches too much to walk and I've emptied my sack. My mouth tightened in determination.She'll take all of me.I liked the sight of her on her knees. Ripe little ass pointed at me. The curves of it rounding down into her creamy thighs. I knelt behind her.Spitting on my fingertips I smoothed the moisture into her back hole. Slipping a finger in made her hiss in pain and lurch forward."Where do you think yo
"Sore?" I queried in dark delight.Biting her lip, she flushed and nodded."Good." I said through gritted teeth. Giving her a hateful look. "Do you understand what we are now."She looked forlorn as she reluctantly nodded. "For tonight..."I smirked. Oh, what you don't know, Sweetheart."Pleasure me." I bid her."What?" Her voice rose as she gave me a fearful look."You heard me. Show me what you've learned tonight."Chewing her lip, she trembled.She tentatively reached to catch my staff in her fists. Lightly stroking them.I licked my lips as I looked at her.She looked so hopeful.Wishing she could make me spill seed without me entering her.Fat chance of that. I lifted an impatient brow.Panting shakily, she opened her mouth and hesitantly leaned over.I smiled. Savoring the fearful widening of her eyes as I slid between her lips and thrust upward to brush the back of her throat.She licked and suckled on me. Hardening me to impossible levels. Making me pulse up into her. Staring
"I want everything from you, Zyra.""Then why didn't you ask, Magus?""Because you'd have said no." I lifted my head to look at her.She was still riding me. And before I could say a word I gasped and roared in pleasure as I felt myself swell then burst inside her. Filling her with hot seed yet again.She sat up. Still planted on me. "Would I have?"I blinked sleepily at her from the wild night under the Mating Moon. It was now dawn and I'd expended most of my energy."I could mark you." I offered. "Give you some honor in what you've done tonight.""I'd rather die." She glared at me."Think so?" I smirked. "I hope you've learned something tonight.""I've learned you're truly, deeply evil Magus. And I'm glad the night is over."She nearly levitated to rise off me and hopped aside the bed. Scrambling into what remained of her robes.Walking to the door she threw it open. Clutching her leather robe around her."The Mating Moon has gone, and your magic is done."I laughed. Rising and swee
He can do this all night. I realized in horror. Wondering how I’d ever survive it. I’d taken many wolves when I was the pack bitch but there had been breaks between the males then. Times for me to recover before the next awful interaction. Not now. As soon as he’d finished, he was taking me again. I could barely catch my breath. I was so tired that my body shook limply. But I knew what he was doing. He’s going to force me to change. Everytime the pleasure climbed through me and exploded, I came closer to her. I was realizing he could do this to me all night. He’s showing no signs of relenting. Nothing I can do. Nothing I can say, will stop him. I realized the awful truth. Limply letting him take me. Even as I was thinking it, my core tightened again. Sending surges through me. Even more powerful than the last time. White hot heat burned through my being, and I felt my muscles cooking like lava and bones starting to snap. I huffed in exhaustion. Barely noticing this strange
His length was impossible. Seeming even bigger than the last time. His whole body was tight. Every muscle bulging as he resisted turning himself. Knowing that he might lose control entirely if he did. But the words that came from him next were the last I could’ve ever suspected. “Tell me, Lara, and I’ll go a bit easier on you.” “Tell you what?” I spat. Unable to focus on anything but my straining body and the sore spots and ached each time he brushed over them. “What broke you.” “Nothing!” I screamed. “I’m strong. You’ve never broken me.” He paused momentarily. Holding my narrow waist in his hands and staring down at me so long that I felt the need to twist and look back at him. “I didn’t say me.” I shook my head adamantly. “Tell me.” He caressed more slowly. Painstakingly pressing in and then easing that torrid length back out. Bit by bit. “What happened to you before the Asara. What destroyed you so badly that
I woke to strange smells, too much heat and a hand cupped around my breast, pulling it further to the center. There was tugging on the little pink crest that seemed to have a direct line down to the center of me. Making it reflexively tighten there. Creating an ache and a tension that reminded me he was still there. He didn’t remove himself. We’d both fallen asleep with him still planted within my sweet hollow. And he’s not about to leave now. He moaned and became a bit forceful. Suckling that fleshy bit more roughly. Nipping it between his teeth and stretching it. Making me cry out at the shocking pleasure of it. I couldn’t see any light to gauge the time, but I could feel the lustful aggression still rolling off him. Indicating that it was obviously still night. Still the pink moon. The Mating Moon. He pulled harder and my fingers bit into his scalp, already tangled in his hair. Maki
He felt me tightening around him. I saw the triumph crossing his masculine features as he felt the telltale quakes that whispered I was soon to shatter. Then my back arched. Exciting him further. He cupped my breasts, balancing them against his palms as he rode me harder. Feeling them leap against his hands. The small, hard nipple crossing the crease of his fingers as our pelvis’ joined again. I gave a wolf whine as the pleasure made my legs vibrate, my vision blur and my mind flood with pleasure until I was utterly lost to the sensation. I soaked him when I climaxed. Slicking all around him and seeping out to dampen his sack. “Yes, mate. Come for me. Show me how good you are…” He was grinning as he thrust in and held it, enjoying my surrender. I went limp, exhausted from the exertion of every muscle in my body jerking tight and then releasing until they could no longer tighten. But his next words made my heart sink.
I twisted to look at him but saw only conviction in his eyes. The hardening of his jaw as he slowly shook his head. Leaning back to give me a long, meaningful look as he purposefully stroked his hand down my spine. Making the skin tingle in a warm trail that I could feel even as his touch stopped. He wouldn’t. But his excited grunting and moaning, and the ferocious flexing of his biceps as he pumped violently combined with that steady look, he was giving me, indicated he wasn’t going to stop. I knew a moment of renewed panic. “Alaric, it could-” “You’re mine, Lara!” He growled as he tipped forward over me. His stomach tightening in a ripple that climbed through his chest. I felt him surge inside me. “Mine!” He roared. I could hear the animal inside him snarling as it overtook him. Wanting to possess me in every way that was physically possible. Wanting to own me. I was stunned at his sh
I was always the one in control. And I wasn’t ready to give that up. I began struggling against him. My thighs thudded into the edge of the table, and my hips ground into it as I tried to escape him. Tried to slide away from him. Before I fully turned and welcomed him as a mate. There would be no turning back if I did it, this time. He’ll keep me forever. He was callous and relentless. He was grunting. Slamming harder and harder into me. The wood table scraped along the stone beneath it. Swaying slightly with each hard thrust. Rocking and creaking with his movements. Giving him just enough mobility to push forward and then bringing my own weight back to him. Offering him the next hard entry. Invading the center of my body as he speared into me with such force that I was losing my mind. All sense of thought was vanishing. My face was flushing. My hair was prickling. I clawed the table n
He threw my skirts up. Forcing them under my stomach and shoving me down to pin them against the corner of the table beneath me. Then pulling the back of my skirts up over my buttocks. Exposing me to his lush perusal. I closed my eyes tight against the aching vulnerability of the situation. The burning humiliation that heated my face. He’s going to take me. I could feel his eyes roving my pale skin. I felt him palm one firm buttock. Squeezing it to fully appreciate its suppleness before turning his hand downward to palm all that sweet flesh. He groaned in pleasure. Pressing himself against me. Grinding himself along my crack in his hunger to have me. He’s already hard as a rock. I heard his buckle loosening again, feeling my body tightening in fearful response. “No!” I cried. Shaking my head wildly. Tossing my blonde hair around me like caught in a whirlwind. “I’ve changed my mind. I don’t want this.”
I’d long ago vowed to never be commanded by any male. Not after they’d all owned me. Treated me like a hole to please them and nothing more. I’d spent hour after hour in a dark shack. With sweating males rutting away at me. Down on my hands and knees on a dirt floor. My body jerking upward. Occasionally they’d yank my hair. Or spin on their palm before they brutally smacked my ass. Sometimes, if they were particularly cruel, they’d push into my ass while they did all of those things. Trying to hurt me. Body after sweaty male body. Drowning me in that horrible moldy, blood-soaked odor as they took from me what I had no choice but to give. So, I’d become in control of who could tell me what to do. Until now. Until Alaric. In that moment I both hated him and desired him. "Alaric, please." I whispered fearfully as he returned to pin me against the wall ag
Alaric was right. I was already wet for him, but my pride demanded I not admit that my foolish body was reacting even though I didn't want it to. Damn him. "Alaric, stop." I whispered it so weakly, even I knew I didn't mean it. He laughed. "That's not what you want, is it?" He purred against my cheek. Making goosebumps rise on every inch of my flesh. Making bits of fur push at my pores trying to rise. A primal growl erupted from my throat. And I felt the tingling behind my eyes that told me they were changing to yellow. Suddenly every shadow in the black dungeon came to life. Blooming into hazy shapes I could now identify. "Are you ready to be treated like a true female, rather than a princess trying to demand what she wants?" He released my body, and I felt a chilly sense of loss combined with a great sense of relief. My leg dropped back down and he took a step back. I'd withstood this onslaught. Pride int