Chapter Twenty
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Aldora wakened, feelingcold, yet burning up at the same time. Her eyes snapped open to shadows and low light and the sounds of night filling her ears. Sweat drenched her clothes and she shifted, finding herself secure in an embrace forged from iron.
“Vedikus,” she gasped, feeling his hold on her loosen enough to allow her to lift her head. “I’m... I think it’s working.” He squeezed her flesh as she met his eyes, not responding to her otherwise. “What’s wrong?” She gasped again, her skin rising in gooseflesh as she studied his face. It was still night, the shadows still deep.
She closed her eyes and inhaled, suddenly overcome with the smell of smoke and earthy musk.It worked.
I can smell.She took several more lengthy breaths just to convince herself it was true.
I can taste it in the air. I can taste the smoke.
“Are you well?” A hand cupped her cheek, warming her face, and she nuzzled it, meeting his gaze. His voice was as low and enthralling as it was the first night she heard it. Her sex tightened in anticipation.
Without responding, she answered him by raising her lips to his. Softened by the silence and the enclosure of the cave, it was more of a lingering whisper, a touch of satin where she initiated. The feel of it filled her with excitement. His mouth moved under hers after a moment, responding with whispers of its own. She moaned, lapping at the taste of salt on the skin around his lips.
Hands moved up the back of her body, teasing like their tongues to lift her dress over her head. Aldora let out a short laugh when it caught around her long hair and she had to untangle herself from it. “Do not rip what I can’t replace. Not again.”
Vedikus grunted and pulled her back down to him, pressing her now-naked body to his. She moved her legs to straddle him, straightening on her knees to capture his mouth. The brief wonderment she’d felt was now gone, and she found herself battling the warrior minotaur once again. The kiss deepened and his hand came up to cup her head, holding her in place, forcing her acceptance. Aldora moaned and clutched him back, wanting more of his power.
His brutal seduction.
His tongue shot its way into her mouth, penetrating her, licking her teeth and rubbing against her own. Vedikus groaned and she felt its vibration straight to her core, strumming her desire.
He’s in me. His voice, his name, him.Her sex clenched and the heat built, leaving her wanton with need. The sudden burst of his smell, his taste, his feel overpowered every fiber of her being. She ground her hips, seeking the hard feel of his monstrous shaft against her. Her world spun as his mouth brutalized hers, ravaging in its intent, reminding her that he held all the control.
That any choices she made were because he let her do so, not because she had any freedom, that no longer bothered her. Instead, it heightened her desire.
Aldora dug her nails into his chest, feeling the coarse yet smooth feel of scars under her fingertips. She rubbed her sex over his leathers, covering it with her essence, and slicking the velvet feel of it. Her body begged for more.
I can’t.A murmur of desperation sounded from her and Vedikus pulled back, leaving her mouth well and truly raw. Her nails grazed down his skin as she sought to dislodge his heavy loincloth and remove the last of the barriers between them. When she felt his bulge, it was already dripping with lubrication, and a deep groan filled her ears. Aldora closed her eyes when clutched his wet shaft.So large.
“It takes no small amount of courage for a small thing like you to take a bull’s cock in hand,” his voice teased her.
“It takes no courage at all.” She squeezed him again.
“Is that so, female?” His eyes twinkled with mischief.
“None at all.”
“Then show me how courageous you really are.”
Aldora straddled his velvet thighs and pressed forward to steal a kiss. A brief graze of teeth. Her hand slipped down his engorged length to knead his root. She nipped his flesh as his hands fisted into her hair, making her eyes water. She moved her hand lower still and found his massive testicles, knowing from past experience that it drove men mad, and cupped them in her hand.
Vedikus arched up into her with a roar, stabbing her sex with his prick. She moaned loudly, removing her hand while the sound echoed. His chest puffed out, his muscles tensed, and a gush of steam poured from his mouth. Aldora breathed in the heat, pulling more of his power inside her. It burned her throat.
“I can do more.”
