His back hit the wall. “It may kill me, female.” She rolled his testicles between her hands, urged on by the glaze of need in his eyes.Inside me. Her sex clenched around nothing.
“Are you so easily felled?”
One hand palmed her hip. “You say that as you milk me for my seed,” he groaned. “Any beast would be lame to fight such a precarious position. You could maim me in one sure stroke.”
“Then I have found your one other weakness,” Aldora warned with a small smile. Vedikus pulled her back down onto him by her hair. His other hand came up to cup her sex, and calloused thick fingers slipped through her folds. Vedikus rubbed vigorously. Her smile faded. His fingers circled her entrance and spread her wetness down her thighs. She released his root and gripped his shoulders, leaning forward to rest her brow on them.
“And I have found yours,” Vedikus threatened her ear, one finger surging up inside her, forcing her hips in the air. “You tease me and I allow it, female, because you have become special to me, but you play with blades. I will use every weapon in my grasp to become the victor, and this,” his hand pistoned, driving her hips up further as he pushed another his finger inside her, “is a weakness I will exploit.”
“Yes,” Aldora cried out, shuddering, wet all over. He thrust a third large finger in her, forcing her to take it. There was a stab of pain and she whimpered, biting down on her tongue. He touched a sensitive spot within and her muscles spasmed. Aldora gasped. Her legs trembled and the ground chaffed her knees.
“Daily, relentlessly, and without rest. You will fill my stable, Aldora.”
Yes!
Vedikus chuckled, the sound wicked. He widened his fingers and stretched her, and returning her pain. Her teeth grazed his skin, her tongue tasting his flesh, gnawing with desperation as the first spark of bliss knotted her insides.
Aldora moved her toes under her and lifted up with a scream, pulling away with pleasurable shock. An orgasm tore its way out of her, clawing her senses to ruin. Her brow dampened with sweat as she twisted and fought her way off Vedikus’s hand, the sudden rush of having her senses returned making her desperate. He grunted and rounded her body with his arm, bringing her back to him.
“Don’t make me beg.”
She barely heard it as she squirmed and caught her breath. He continued to ram his fingers inside her swollen sex, making her sacrifice more for him.
Aldora swallowed, and with a slurp, he released her with another chilling laugh. His hands grabbed her hips and lowered her upon him. She whimpered when the head of his bulge found her aching sex and sought to fill it. She reached up weakly and held onto his horns.
She pushed down onto him, her sex still constricting from her orgasm, and winced. He watched her efforts with a twitching smile, groaning against her struggles. Aldora shot up then slid a little more back down, mounting him. She slumped against his chest when she was fully seated, finally filled. His fingers bit into her, leveraging her final impalement, and her perfect surrender.
I need more.She moved weakly. Vedikus lifted her on his bull’s cock as if he heard her thoughts, thrusting her back down. Another scream left her lips as she felt her insides being rearranged, the pain intense, but the pleasure exploded like a wildfire from it. She melted as he moved her above him.
Aldora threw her head back and lifted her face to the ceiling, filling the cave with frenzied moans and grunts as she rode her minotaur hard, being led by his groping hands, giving herself to her senses. Their flesh slapped and the fire died to completion at her back, pitching them into darkness. Another knot began to untie within her core and she pressed her fingers to her clit, rubbing it in wild circles, taking it in.
Thunder and scalding rain filled her, shooting up inside, while the source jostled her above him. A ringing sounded in her head as his seed shot from his tip, implanting in her womb. She rode him back down to the floor as Vedikus continued to spurt inside her until seed gushed from her sex to coat their thighs. Her fingers stroked her clit frantically.
He ripped her hand away and replaced it with his own, violently bringing her back over the edge. The noises she made sounded inhuman and garbled but she didn’t care, couldn’t even muster the strength to discern if they were even hers, having lost herself in release.
Vedikus twisted her to the floor, spreading her legs wide, as he continued to pump, as if he couldn’t get enough of her body’s jerking orgasm, and every time she constricted around him, the tips of his horns scrapped the stone above her head. Aldora settled back, panting from exertion as her bull bred her, and she allowed it, feeling her desperation vanish and her excitement return.
The first threads of dawn peeked through the small, jagged entrance to the cave when Vedikus eased himself from her with a grunt, his body coming back down to plaster against hers. He rested his head in the crook of her shoulder, tickling her skin. He licked her, moving his tongue over her throat, along her jaw, and to her forehead. Aldora shivered despite her exhaustion and felt the soft tapping of his tail caressing the side of her thigh.
“Vedikus,” she moaned softly. His tongue slid from her face and moved down her body, cleaning her, and tasting her everywhere. If there was ever a moment where she may have liked being numb with illness, it was quickly expelled from her head. Her limbs fell lifelessly away from her body as he worked his mouth over them.
When it was over, she sighed with contentment and watched, languid and sated, as he rose naked above her and eyed her lifeless body with possession. Power emanated from him, addictive power that made her want to crawl on her hands and knees and worship at his cloven feet. Aldora stretched, hiding the thrill of her thoughts. His seed gushed out of her.
“Do not move,” he ordered before picking up the jug and leaving the cave with his tail swinging. She stared at the point where he had vanished, disturbed with how lonely she abruptly felt out of his presence. Her toes curled nervously as she tried to rest, and tried to obey.
He returned sometime later, rousing her, with fresh wood and a dead creature. She watched, moving to lie on her side, as their fire was built back up and a less humid warmth replaced the heat from their rutting. Light returned to their stony bubble, and with it, the prospect of a new day.
Aldora rose up and pulled her shift to her.
“I prefer you bare.”
She bunched the fabric in her hands. “I would like to dress.”
“Then dress.” He cocked his head, his eyes pinning her. She twitched nervously and waited for him to look away. He didn’t. The fire crackled.
Aldora straightened to meet the challenge and lifted her arms above her head, showing off her nakedness for one unhindered, taunting second longer before slipping her shift on. With it in place, she still felt naked under his gaze.Because I still am, under this...
He snorted once and shifted his focus back to his kill, taking her dagger out to skin it. Aldora noticed his prick stiffen again before she looked away, her attention returning to the overwhelming amount of wetness between her legs. She searched for something to clean herself but gave up after a moment when she remembered how very little they had now after Prayer.
