When I tore her off my cock, I shoved her to her back and covered her body with my weight. Driving inside her without hesitation, I filled her pussy as she arched her back beneath me. “Gods!” she screamed, the sound of her voice filling the air around us. I was certain it would wake the Fae Marked who slept, certain it would wake any within an hour’s ride of our camp.
She didn’t seem to care.
I drew back, thrusting back inside of her as her arms wrapped around my torso and she raked her nails down my back. She accepted my kiss as I united our mouths, joining our bodies in every way. Her pleasure coursed through the bond as her orgasm crashed over her, a tiny whimper escaping her mouth as I swallowed the sound. I fucked her through it, gliding through her soft tissue slowly and filling her.
When her eyes finally opened, I rolled her until her body braced atop mine. I knew the Wild Hunt would have an unobstructed view of my cock in her pussy, of the way she stretched around me. “Take what you need, my star,” I said, grasping a cheek of her ass in each hand. She pressed her hands to my chest, letting me guide her movements for the first few strokes of my cock inside her. Her eyes went hesitant, her vulnerability showing. She undoubtedly realized just how much the new position put on display as she glanced over her shoulder to look back at the riders of the Wild Hunt. “You worry about the mate waiting for you to fuck him.”
Her gaze snapped back to mine, the barest hint of a smile tipping her lips up. She picked up her pace, the rolls of her hips turning frenzied as she raised and lowered herself on my cock. She shifted her body forward, rubbing her clit against my pubic bone as she rode me, seeking the second orgasm that I knew wasn’t far from the way her pussy fluttered around me.
“Caelum,” she whimpered, her nails digging into the bare skin of my chest.
“That’s it, Little One. Just like that,” I said, squeezing her ass in my hands. One day, I’d be able to fuck that too, if we found a safe place to explore such pleasures safely.
“I’m going to—”Her voice broke off into a shuddering breath. Her eyes drifted closed as she prepared for the orgasm that would consume her, the one that would pull me over the edge with her.
“Eyes on me,” I snapped, making her reveal her star-filled gaze quickly. She dropped down hard onto my cock, her body all but collapsing with the force of her orgasm as her pussy squeezed me. I thrust up into her, stroking once, twice, three times until I came with a shout and fell into the eternity of her eyes.
Her hands stayed planted on my chest as she smiled, then she rolled her hips once more, demanding more from me, shifting her body to get me deeper. “Again,” she ordered, her deep gaze commanding as she leaned forward and touched her lips to mine.
I laughed, seeking a moment to stall the monster I’d created. She’d be the death of me, but it was the greatest end I could ever imagine.
38
ESTRELLA
I awoke slowly, the first trickle of sunshine gleaming off the snowy ground. My lashes fluttered open, and I snuggled my very nude body back into the warmth at my spine. There was a thick blanket draped over us, and I had no recollection of how it’d gotten there. I’d been lost to the throes of passion, demanding Caldris pleasure me two more times before I collapsed beneath him and finally fell asleep.
I had never been like this. Sex with Loris had been limited because of the fear of being caught, admittedly. But even still, after our few minutes of frenzied pleasure, I’d gone on my way and felt satisfied. I probably wouldn’t have gone back for a second toss in the hay if it hadn’t been for my desire to rebel against the society that wanted me virginal.
Why would I need a man, when my fingers were so much more capable of bringing me pleasure? Why did I need the actual flesh of another person, when the vague images in my head were so much more appealing?
Even then, it had been the image of blue eyes gleaming in the darkness that brought me to orgasm, imagining my fingers as the bigger, more callused version of the male I now knew to be my mate. Imagining the curve of his claws when he sank deep into his feral form, the long black nails gleaming as he trailed them over my flesh and left a thin red line in his wake.
I startled with the realization, rolling in Caldris’s arms to look back at his face.
All this time.
He’d been with me always, existing within me even when I couldn’t be with him. Even when I couldn’t feel those arms wrapped around me. He shifted, folding me into his embrace once again as he slowly opened his eyes. That same blue stared back at me, the color of the thickest ice on the ice floes that lingered out at sea in the deepest part of winter. His expression was carefully blank as he slid a hand over my arm and settled it against the side of my neck, sliding it beneath the curtain of my hair.
“It was always you,” I murmured, feeling the ridiculous sting of tears in my eyes. I’d known I loved him. I’d already agreed to accept the mate bond, but something about the realization that it had always been him I saw when I pleasured myself in my bed at night struck deep into my chest. It warmed from the inside in a way I hadn’t thought possible, as if the sun itself was shining down into that hollow within me that I’d been so certain would always remain empty.
“Always,” he said, and he didn’t ask any questions. He didn’t need to know the details of what was going on in my head, not when he could feel the surge of love within my heart. I had no doubt he could feel it wash through me, spreading to all the parts of me he hadn’t yet claimed. It felt like liquid gold, scalding and searing me alive, but it was an exquisite pleasure to burn for this.
For him.
He touched his lips to mine gently, coaxing me to open for him as I raised a leg and wrapped it around his hips. I pulled him closer, pressing my breasts into his chest as he rolled me beneath him. I spared only a moment to consider who might witness our act, but whereas the night before it had been a turn-on to know they were watching, in the light of day they simply didn’t matter.
All that mattered was his weight between my thighs as he settled against me. All that mattered was his cock as he slid it inside of me with a tilt of his hips, joining our bodies as my soul hummed with the first true acceptance of the fact that I’d known him for centuries before I ever met him.
I welcomed him, spreading my legs wider so he could push deeper. His chest met my breasts, his mouth sealing over mine as he kissed me sweetly. The slow rolls of his hips against me were gentle, his pace languid as he made love to me beside the coals of the campfire. I whimpered into his mouth as a different kind of pleasure built, a slowly budding hint of something profound deep within my belly. This was not the all-consuming orgasm that came when he fucked me into oblivion, but something that fed the emptiness inside of me.
Whoever it was that lurked beneath my skin, she craved it. She wanted it more than she wanted her next breath. She drove my motions as I curled my legs around the back of Caldris’s waist, clinging to him with his mouth on mine. For once, the monster and I were in unison, driving toward a single, cohesive goal. I wanted to come. She wanted to consume Caldris’s pleasure.
My mate drove me higher, building that climax within me both painfully slowly and exquisitely sweetly. It was with nothing but his cock inside of me that he brought me to orgasm finally.