She gasped loudly in fear as a large hand wrapped around the back of her neck, holding her there.
For a moment he stilled, and she could sense the unease in the bond.
“Hurt me, Max,” she pleaded. “I am yours. Claim me, please.”
She didn’t even know exactly what she was asking, but that didn’t stop him from entering her, and sinking his newfound fangs into the crook of her neck at the same time.
She screamed in pain and pleasure as the ecstasy thrummed through her veins.
He growled against her skin, not releasing his bite as he fucked her ruthlessly.
I learned something for you,his voice sounded in her head as she felt a scaled, wet hardness press against her ass.
It felt like a finger as it slowly eased inside, his cock never leaving the warmth of her pussy.
Max released his bite, licking the wound as if he might heal it, and whispered in her ear. “Relax, love. You’re going to need to.”
Sin forced her muscles to unclench, and the hardness inside her grew.
Crying out in pain, she panted through it. He paused, allowing her a moment to accommodate him. Slowly, he withdrew, and fucked her in both holes.
The moan that escaped her throat wasn’t of a witch, wasn’t fae, but of the primordial beings that used to wander these forests.
“That’s it,” he encouraged, slowly increasing his speed, and size of his other member. She didn’t know if she could call it a cock, but it felt like she was flying. “In every single way, you belong to me.”
Sin choked on a sob, overwhelmed with the pleasure and emotions.
“No matter how far you go, nothing will change that.” His thrusts became brutal. “Nothing will change the fact that you have become my soul.”
“Max!” she cried out for the gods to hear.
“And I will stay here while my soul runs free, but nothing will be enough to fill that void. I will long for you every moment,every day as I go on, waiting for the day you return.” His hand wrapped around the front of her throat, gripping her jaw and pulling her back as he pressed his cheek against hers. “And when you do, my little blade? There won’t be a single fucking thing that will keep you from me.”
Sin reached her hand back. He paused to grab both wrists, holding them behind her back as he fucked her into the earth.
She wanted to tell him, to say words just like that, to tell him she felt the same way. That she would long for him every day that she wasn’t here.
“Say it,” he ordered, gripping her hip tight. “Say it, Sin.”
Looking back, meeting his serpentine eyes, she whispered, “I love you.”
She would say it however many times he wanted, for there was a time she was afraid he would never know. As soon as the words left her lips, the moan that escaped him pushed her over the edge.
She held his gaze as she came, until it was so violent her body was convulsing with tremors.
Max held her through it, thrusting through his orgasm, pushing her higher.
The moment the waves slowed, he withdrew from her, flipping her onto her back before thrusting back inside her.
He was a vision beneath the stars and tree canopy. A dream she wished never to wake from. He claimed her lips in a slow, deep kiss. His thrusts were slow, as if taking the moment to memorize every feel of her.
And under the night sky, she realized she would do it all over again.
If it meant spending just one more night like this.
With him.
Sin - 2 Years Later
