Tonight he would show her his generous side. His soft side.Tomorrow...a sly smirk spread across his face. Tomorrow, she would meet his volatile one. The one that she must learn to accept without reservations for their bond to be fruitful. For the both of them.
A sudden urge to taste her overtook Raiden. Open mouthed kisses trailed down her soft body, his tongue and lips savoring her flesh as he made his way down to his grand prize.
Sounds of protest met him as he slipped his fingers free of her tight canal, only to be replaced with a breathless moan and a sharp sting to his scalp as Raiden dragged his tongue from her back hole to her clit, over and over again. Sucking in the swollen nub before drawing slow, torturous circles around it. His hands gripped her thighs, keeping them nice and spread for him as he ate her out.
Raiden could spend the rest of his existence between her legs, lapping up her sweet honey. Drinking from her pretty pussy as if it was a golden well.
“It’s too much,” Nyra rasped, yanking hard on his hair as she squirmed beneath him. “Please.”
Rumbling with satisfaction, he pressed three digits back into her, imagining it to be his fat cock that her tight little cunt was squeezing the very life out of. That it was his rock hard shaft that was rubbing her inner walls, coating it with her cream as she began to clamp up.
“There you go,” he groaned, watching her. “Just. Like.That.” Then flicked her clit one last time as she exploded, convulsing under him as he held her down.
A fresh load of warm milk drizzled out of his swollen crown, his dick weeping like a virginal boy for his delectable mate into the pool below.
What a waste.His gaze shot to Nyra, pride swelling in his chest when he saw the satisfied look on her beautiful face.Soon,he grinned, his balls tightening in anticipation,she’ll make up for this.I’ll make sure she’s taken every last drop of me direct from the source.
He swiped her sensitive little nub one last time then sucked his fingers dry once her tremors subsided, relishing in the fact that he had been the one to drive the feisty female over the edge. Crawling over her, he crushed his lips to hers before she could protest.
Their tongues tangled, mouths molding together as Raiden deepened the kiss. Nyra’s legs wrapped around him, holding him like a vise, pressing Raiden’s engorged crown dangerously close to her entrance.
“Careful,” he warned, licking the inside of her mouth, “even I have my limits, wildling,” then her jaw and throat. Fists full of her round breasts, he sucked on both nipples before releasing them with a wet pop, kissing a trail down to her mound before climbing off of her.
“Wait–”
“Get dressed, Nyra.” He turned around, stalking to the other end of the pool where his garments lay in a pile. Needing to get away from her as fast as possible before he did something that she would regret later.
He quickly dressed himself, his back turned to the little vixen, giving both of them time to regain their composure. Choosing to ignore his still throbbing dick that was refusing to deflate.
“There are some fresh clothes over there on the rock.” He pointed to somewhere behind him, avoiding the odd aching sensation in his chest.
She’ll thank me later, when arousal isn’t clouding her mind.
Soft rustling filled his ears as Nyra wordlessly dressed herself, avoiding to acknowledge the tense silence surrounding them.
“I’ve brought you something to eat,” he popped the buttons of his pants in place, moving swiftly to a smaller flat boulder where a tray filled with food awaited. “Come, sit.” Lowering onto the ground, he patted at a spot beside him.
“I’m not a dog.”
Raiden’s gaze shot up. Dark pools of green stared back at him, blazing with barely contained rage that was mirrored in the fury emanating from Nyra. “I’m aware.”
“Are you?” she crossed her arms, glaring daggers at him. “Because you’ve done nothing but lead me around by a tight leash, play with me for your own amusement, and as of right now, attempt to pacify me by feeding me, most likely from the palm of your hand by the way you’re holding that piece of fruit.”
He glanced down, clenching his teeth in annoyance when he realized how his genuine gesture might appear degrading to others. “You’re angry with me.”
“That would imply I care. I don’t.”
He grabbed her wrist, pulling her down onto his lap. “I thought we had already established that you’re a lousy liar, wildcat.” Shivers erupted over her skin asRaiden murmured by her ear, a sense of deep contentment rolling through him when she lightly trembled against him. “It seems that I’ve left you unsatisfied. Perhaps fruit is not what you crave. Perhaps, you’re hungry for something else, something that has been denied to you.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Her chin lifted, arms locked together over her chest, avoiding his stare.
He chuckled, Nyra’s meek attempts at acting cool and collected only adding fuel to his urge to tease. “Yes, you do, and I promise you, we’ll have all the time in the world for me to get acquainted with your delectable body.” Her skin flushed, a piece of fruit hovering by her mouth, nudging her lips as he spoke, “You need to eat, pretty girl. You haven’t eaten anything since the tavern and I’d rather not have you passed out from starvation. Besides, I can’t fuck you properly if you’re weak.”
A beat of silence, and then, “Oh.”
“Open.”
She did so, Raiden’s heart swelling when she obliged, the tender slice of mango sliding into her mouth as he started to hand feed her, his other arm locked around her waist.
