She clamps down on me so tight I can barely move— her walls squeezing in slow, greedy pulses milking my cock until she pulls me into my own release.
“Thrahk, Lumi. I’m gonna come—” My voice is wrecked.“Kaersin’kai vesthra,” I snarl into her throat. (Take my seed. Take all of me.)
I bury myself as deep as I can possibly go and come so hard my vision whites out.
Wave after wave of cold release floods her womb, so much that it has nowhere else to go, and leaks where we're joined down her thighs.
“That's it. Milk it from me, Saelûn. Let the forest watch while I pour every drop I’ve saved into your greedy little pussy.”
She whimpers at the feel of it—the coolness of my release against her scorching flesh.
“So much,” she breathes, one hand fisting the moss. “It's so much...”
I collapse over her, catching my weight before I crush her. My forehead presses to hers, our breath mingling in a swirl of fire and ice.
“You’rekaemorin, Lumi—bound to me forever,” I rasp. “Veyr’selûn ishkai morûn.”(You were always going to ruin me.)
“Yours,” she agrees, her hand coming up to cup my face. “I've always been yours.”
Everything is perfect. But then I feel it—the burning behind my eyes. My restraint falls away as the seconds tick on. The knot at the base of my shaft swells harder, desperate to lock us together. I clench my jaw against the rising tide, trying to hold on to this moment, this gentleness, but the shift is coming whether I want it or not.
“One more kiss before I become your beast?” I manage, my voice already roughening.
Her eyes widen, “You're going to shift... now?”
I nod once.
She reaches up and cups my jaw, pulling me down into her. Our lips meet, so soft at first. But it deepens quickly. Urgent and feral. Her teeth catch on my lower lip. My tongue slips deeper. My hands tighten on her thighs. The vines around us tremble.
My spine snaps, lengthening as I arch over her. My voice isn't mine anymore. “Hands and knees, rhûla’ne.” (beast-bound one.)
She blinks up at me, pupils blown wide.
“Now.”
She scrambles into position, glowing in the arc of godfire still burning above us. I tower over her, breath frosting in the air.
Her scent—thalûn, that sweet thrahking scent. My cock is never going to be soft again.
My claws dig into the moss next to her hips.
You let him make love to you...
Now let me show you what it means to be taken by your rhûen'ka.The command hisses into the bond.
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Chapter 50
Lumipov-
“Hands and knees, rhûla’ne,” he forces out. “Now.”
I don’t think I’ve ever moved so fast in my life. The rumble in his voice leaves no room for argument...not that he’d get one from me right now.
I flip onto all fours, my limbs trembling as they press into the soft earth. My arms are like jelly from holding onto him so tightly—they struggle to hold me up.
Massive black paws thud to the ground beside my waist. Curved, deadly claws planted into the moss like stakes. I’m completely boxed in...and I’ve never felt safer.
