I run my hand down her body, over the silk, feeling her curves beneath.
"It's going to hurt you at first. I know it will. You're a virgin, and I'm... not small." I look down at myself, at my cock already fully hard, blue-scaled and ridged, easily fifteen inches long and thick enough that my own hand barely closes around it. "But I promise it will feel good. Your body will adjust. I'll make sure of it."
I push the nightgown up with a stuttering breath, exposing her. In the candlelight, she's golden and perfect. I spread her legs wide, positioning myself between them. My heart beats faster. Every coherent thought scatters the moment I look at her like this, my entire world narrowing to nothing but her body, her scent, the way she exists only for me. She's the only thing that matters, the only thing that's ever mattered, and I'm so consumed by her I can barely remember my own name.
"So beautiful," I breathe, running my fingers through her folds. She's dry. Of course, she is, she's unconscious, so I spit on her pussy, wetting my fingers with my saliva and work it into her, trying to prepare her. One finger, then two. She's so tight I can barely fit them.
This is going to be difficult.
I position the head of my cock against her entrance, and just that contact makes me groan. I push into her. I've waited months for this. Months of bathing her, touching her, wanting her.
"Fuck," I pant, holding still. My lips find her neck again, kissing, sucking at the delicate skin. "You're so tight, Adelaide. So perfect. I know it hurts, baby, I know, but you're taking me so well. So beautifully." I kiss her jaw, her throat, anywhere I can reach. "Your body is perfect. Made for me. Only for me."
I push deeper, inch by agonizing inch. The ridges on my cock catch on her inner walls, and I feel her tear slightly. There's blood, I expected that, but I can't stop. I won't stop. She's mine. This moment is mine. Her virginity is mine to take, mine to claim, mine to own forever. I'm the only one safe enough to protect it.
"That's it," I groan, pushing past the resistance. My mouth moves to the other side of her neck, kissing, tasting. "Take me. Take all of me. Your body can handle me. I know it can. You're doing so well, treasure. So fucking well for me."
I'm only halfway in, and I feel her tear again. I'm already losing my mind and I'm not even all the way in. She's so hot, so tight, gripping me like a fucking vice. I pull back slightly and thrust forward again, gaining another inch. The sight of my cock disappearing into her, stretching her impossibly wide, claiming her inch by inch. It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
"Good girl," I praise, one hand gripping her hip while the other braces beside her head. "Such a good fucking girl, taking my cock. You're doing so well, Adelaide. So fucking well." I lean down and kiss her neck again, trailing my lips along her throat. "I can feel every inch of you. Feel how tight you are around me. Feel how your body is trying to adjust to me." I pull her nightgown down so one of her full breasts spills out. Then I do it to the other side so both breasts are free. "Perfect. Everything about you is perfect."
Another thrust, deeper this time. I can see the bulge in her stomach where I'm entering her, stretching her around my girth. The sight makes me feral. She's so small, and I'm so deep inside her, claiming space that's never been touched. Marking her from the inside out.
"Look at you," I pant, pressing my hand against the bulge. My lips find her collarbone, kissing along the delicate bone. "Look at how deep I am. How perfectly your body accepts me. Thank you, Adelaide. Thank you for taking me. Only me." I kiss up her neck, feeling her pulse flutter against my mouth. "No one else will ever have you like this. No one else will ever be inside you. I promise. You're mine. All mine."
I'm three-quarters of the way in now, and every instinct is screaming at me to just slam forward, to bury myself completely. But I force myself to go slow, to let her body adjust. To savor every moment of this claiming, this possession, this absolute ownership.
"Almost there, treasure. Almost. Just a little more." I kiss her neck again, sucking at the skin, leaving marks. "I hope you're enjoying your first time. I can feel you getting a little wet. Hope you're moaning in there. Hope you can feel how good this is, how right." My tongue traces the shell of her ear. "Your body is responding to me, Adelaide. Even unconscious, even trapped, your body knows who it belongs to. I can feel you getting wetter. Feel your walls starting to relax around me. You want this. Your body wants this."
I'm not all the way in yet, and I'm already losing my mind. She's so hot, so tight, gripping me like a fucking vice. I pull back slightly and thrust forward again, gaining another inch.
"Fuck," I breathe, dropping my forehead to hers. I press kisses to her temple, her cheek, the corner of her mouth. "Adelaide. My Adelaide. You feel so good. So perfect. We were meant to be together. Meant to be like this." I kiss her neck again, unable to stop touching her, tasting her. "You're taking all of me. Every inch. You're so good for me, treasure. So perfect."
One more thrust, and I'm fully seated inside her. My hips are flush against hers, my cock buried to the hilt in her virgin cunt, and I've never felt anything so perfect in my entire life.
I start to move, pulling back and thrusting forward in slow, deep strokes. The ridges on my cock drag against her walls, and even unconscious, her body responds. Her breasts sway gently with each thrust. She's getting wetter, making it easier for me to move.
"That's it," I groan, my voice sounds deeper to my ears. I pick up the pace, my lips never leaving her skin, kissing along her neck, her shoulder, her throat. "Your body knows. Knows what it needs. Knows who it belongs to. So wet. Your body is accepting me. Welcoming me." I thrust harder, deeper. "Feel how perfectly we fit together. How your body takes me. Only me."
I fuck her harder, faster, chasing the pleasure building at the base of my spine. I grab a breast as they shake in rhythm with my thrusts, squeezing, possessing. My claws dig into the sheets beside her head, shredding the silk. My mouth finds her neck again, kissing, sucking, marking.
"Mine," I growl against her skin, slamming into her. "You're mine now, Adelaide. I'll keep you forever. Always protect you. Fuck you. Love you." My wings stretch out behind me as I straighten my spine. "Your body is mine. Your pleasure is mine. Everything about you belongs to me now."
I lean down and sink my teeth into her neck, right where it meets her shoulder. She tastes like copper and honey, and her blood fills my mouth as I bite down hard enough to leave a permanent mark. A brand. Proof of ownership that will never fade.
"The spell," I pant against her skin, licking the wound, kissing it. "My semen will counteract it. But my bite… my bite will keep you under. Keep you safe. Keep you mine." I kiss the bite mark, then trail my lips along her neck. "You're doing so well, Adelaide. So perfect for me. I can feel your body responding. Feel you getting wetter. Feel your walls fluttering around me."
I thrust into her three more times, hard and deep, and then I'm coming. My cock pulses inside her, filling her with my seed, and I groan against her neck as wave after wave of pleasure crashes through me. I kiss her throat, her jaw, her shoulder, marking her with my mouth as I mark her with my cum.
Then I feel it… her breathing changes, becoming rapid and shallow against my chest. Her inner walls clench around me in rhythmic pulses, squeezing my cock in waves that make me groan, milking every last drop of my cum out of me. A flush spreads across her golden skin, blooming pink across her breasts and up her throat.
"Yes," I breathe against her neck, kissing the flushed skin. "Yes, that's it. Come for me, Adelaide. Come on my cock. Good girl. Such a good girl."
She's coming. Even trapped in the spell, even unconscious, I've made her come. The knowledge fills me with savage triumph. Her body knows who it belongs to, even if her mind doesn't yet.
"That's my girl," I murmur, kissing along her throat as her body trembles beneath me. "Coming so beautifully for me. Your body knows, Adelaide. Knows who owns it. Knows who it belongs to. You're perfect. So fucking perfect." I kiss her neck again, tasting the salt of her skin, the sweetness of her. "Such a good girl. My good girl."
When I finally finish, I stay buried inside her for a long moment, just feeling her around me. Feeling her pulse beneath my lips as I kiss her neck softly, reverently. Then, carefully, I pull out. There's blood and semen leaking from her, staining the sheets, and I feel a pang of guilt.
