“Come here,” she purred.
And all my resolve to stay out of her body dissolved with the picture of her stuffed with me on both ends.
Her tug on my dick ruthlessly drew me to the floor until I was down on all fours, caging her in, my cock meeting her lips and sliding past into the wet, warm heat I dreamed of. It was dirty as could be. I pulled her further into my portal, drowning her in my darkness until only her head and shoulders remained above the floor. I covered her like some kind of beast, fucking down into her mouth.
My Nightmare scored the floorboards with our claws, redoubling our attention on her clit, her ass. She moaned around the gold piercings she traced with her tongue and I howled as I grabbed a fistful of her hair for some control.
My Nightmare’s constant chanting–fill her up, fill her up–slid my dick further until she gagged. So she couldtake up to the third piercing. I pulled out, letting her breathe. I wrestled her hand out of the portal and around my dick as a stopgap.
“Are you sure, Pumpkin? This is what you want?”
Her nod, glassy eyes and blown pupils said ‘yes’ but when my death could still come at her hands, I needed to hear it.
“Use your words like a big girl.”The best girl, I silently added.
“Yes. Fill me up, please.”
I briefly wondered if she heard my Nightmare still chanting it.
“Good. Because I'm about to ruin that mouth.”
I clenched my fist, adding pressure to the shadows tightening around her hips, her thighs. I willed texture into the wisps torturing her clit, feeling her gush around the nothing. She swallowed a sound that teetered on the edge of pain.
I pushed past her lips and teeth just as I filled her ass again and Maggie went completely lax. Making sure she kept her grip on my cock, I plowed into her again in concert and set a mindless pace that skittered up every nerve ending we both had.
I wouldn't last. She wouldn't last, as she squeezed my cock and my hip with equal fury, the black sounds filling her mouth only unravelled me further.
“Say you’ll never leave me behind again or I won't letyou come.” I gritted my teeth. What was I saying? I shouldn't have made her promise that.
I slowed anyway, drawing out so she could speak.
“I’ll never leave you–” she promised and clawed me back into every hole she possessed before she even finished her sentence.
Her sucking mouth had me groaning into her. My abs tightened as I fought off my orgasm. My grip became a caress in her hair. The Nightmare inside me trembled with longing to bond harder, bite her whole body until she lay covered with our marks. I was glad my cock was in her face so she couldn't see a tear slip down my long nose and splash onto the wood floor.
I would never be able to live without this. Without all our hate, we would be like smoke and air.
Maggie caressed my side, the scar she made, with a gentle brush of magic. I didn't mean to come inside her, my magic following down her throat but Maggie ruthlessly sucked, cheeks hollowing, until I emptied everything I had into her mouth.
I sat back on my heels, widening my stance so I filled her vision. “Open,” I snarled.
My cock poured a last spurt onto the floor at the sight of my midnight come filling her mouth.
“Stick your tongue out.”
She obliged me with narrowed eyes. I burrowed through the dark mess in her mouth to press my thumbagainst her tongue, sending a magic jolt straight through her until she writhed with an orgasm that shook the cottage. Clicking her mouth shut, I barely snatched my finger back just in time as she clenched her teeth through the waves of euphoria. I crooned nothing noises at her, my shadows dissipating in their own small orgasm. A dim reflection of our pleasure rippled through the bond, enough to know how to keep working her through it with my shadows lapping at her clit.
I plucked her limp body out of the darkness, clutching her to my own, unwilling to end this and have to face the real world again. What if we just stayed here where all things were still possible? Not a King and a cottage witch but Noth and Maggie.
“I thought there was going to be more blood than come in my hair on this trip.”
Her drunken admission made me smirk. Itwasall over her. The shadows in the room slithered back into me, revealing the windows and walls. I trotted her to the washroom attached to the bedroom. Continuing to clench her against me as I drew a bath, pinned up my own hair, swallowed the rest of our clothes with darkness. We sank into the hot water. I curled around her, like I might freeze us here, as I washed every part of her and forced another orgasm out of her with my shadow touch.
“I don’t know if I deserve this, Noth,” she said in such a small voice it humbled me.
I wasn’t sure I did either. My people certainly wouldn’t think so. As I ate up every tremor, every twitchof her muscles, every sigh, my heart broke in proportion. Pumpkin and I were fundamentally impossible and the true taste of her had me addicted. Icy dread sent chills all down my body. My crown, my throne. They slipped away in proportion to the pleasure still spurting through the bond. Calling her my concubine, marrying a noble elf. That was the smart thing. The selfless thing for my people.
A muscle ticked in my jaw to the beat of Maggie’s heart. Fuck my throne, I was already a dead man.
