Calix’s growl was my only warning before his face was between my thighs, his tongue licking a swipe up my cunt that had me gripping his hair tightly. He descended on me like a man possessed, his tongue moving quickly as he licked every inch of me. He sucked my clit into his mouth before gently scraping his teeth over, wrenching a scream of pleasure from my lips.
His fingers were gripping my thighs, keeping them spread open—but he slowly inched them up on one side. When he reached the apex of my thighs, he spread them through the wet mess he’d made of me, before spearing me with two fingers. They entered me in a hard thrust and I let out a strangled moan. “Calix, my dorchadas, please, please, please.”
He pulled back, making me want to scream in frustration. A wicked smirk graced his face as I pouted back at him. “I love hearing you beg for me.”
He shot up and took my lips in a fierce kiss, biting my lower lip and pulling back slowly before releasing it. His fingers were still thrusting inside me languidly, but as he returned his mouth to my cunt, they began to speed up. His mouth joining the action as he licked up my slit before circling my clit. I thrust up into his face, but he used his other hand to hold my hips down againstthe tree. “You taste so fucking good. By Nox, I could eat you forever.”
His voice was husky and delightful, and while I shivered and moaned, I just managed to get out a few sultrily spoken words—wanting to push him further. “Yes, please my King.”
Calix pulled back, his eyes blazing as he looked at me. A wild look crossed his face as his smirk turned wicked.
“Good girl.” He cooed, fingers twisting and spreading inside me, his shadows slithering up my legs before breaching my entrance.
“Calix—” I whined as darkness filled me to the brim, shadows fucking me just as thoroughly as his fingers as they swirled around.
“Verygood girl.” He praised, latching back on to my clit, and then I was screaming his name as I came, my walls clenching around the combination of fingers and shadows. “You’re absolutely dripping for me, baby.”
Calix slowly eased off me as I panted against the tree. He stood from his knees, once more towering over me—and I so loved his height. It felt like he consumed my whole world as he leaned over me, taking up my vision entirely.
“My réalta.” He murmured, ripping his belt from his pants with a fierce snap. “I have to have you.” I gulped as he tore off his pants, leaving him in all his naked glory.
“You’re beautiful.” I whispered honestly, as I took in the sculpted form in front of me, leaving me in no doubt he’d been designed by the gods. It was no stretch to believe he had the blood of Erebus in him. Descended from the king of gods, the god of darkness, and he looked the part, a statue of perfection come to life.
And then I looked further down. I inhaled sharply, fierce want consuming me, and a fresh rush of wetness dripped down my thighs. His cock was perfection—long, thick, with a slight curveto the left—bigger than I thought I could take, in truth. But by the Otherworld, I’d certainly give it my best try. Cyrus had opened my eyes to what the Fae were dealing with, but this was a monster of a different sort. Calix grasped his cock, stroking it once, twice—until I let out a pained, wanting moan.
He chuckled darkly, a smirk on his lips that peeled back to reveal sharp fangs—and they were definitelyfangsnow, not just sharpened canines. “You want my cock, my réalta?”
“Yes—” I nodded desperately. “Please, my dorchadas, I need you.” I squirmed against the tree, wanting him inside menow.
“Beg me again, my réalta.” He commanded, his eyes slipping over my body like silk. “Show me how much you want me.” His finger came up under my chin, and his lips softly caressed mine—not quite a kiss, but a tease.
I smirked. Even desperate as I was, I was more than down to play his game—and I knew just how to make him break for me.
“Please, Calix, my King, I need your cock. I need to feel you inside me. Need to feel your huge cock stretching out my tight little cunt.” My sultry whisper was like a Siren Song, Calix’s eyes going wide and blazing with an internal fire—his dragon awakened.
And then he was on me. Desperate, fierce kisses verging on violent in nature as we crashed together. He grabbed my ass and lifted me, my legs automatically shackling around his waist. He fisted his cock and looked down, my eyes following his, as he slid it through my cunt, spreading my lips wide as he got his cock wet. I moaned repeatedly at the feeling as his thick head bumped my clit again and again.
Calix groaned, his forehead leaning against mine, before he began kissing down my neck. He brought his cock to my entrance, and the stretch around his girth was intense, light flashing behind my eyelids. But I quickly adjusted, Calix watching me all the while to gauge my reaction. When he saw Iwas ready, he gave one swift thrust, bottoming out inside me. I let loose a scream at the intrusion. His cock was a beast—larger than anything I’d ever had inside me. It was magnificent.
I could feel how stretched out I was, my poor cunt trying to adjust to his size as Calix trembled, trying to stay still and give me a moment to do so. His hands dug into the tree on either side of my head, fingers flexing as he waited. My walls fluttered around his length and we both shuddered.
“Move, please.” I gasped out, needing more. Calix growled deeply, more dragon than Fae, and slowly pulled out. He thrust back in, and I tossed my head back with a loud moan, the feel of him filling me absolutely divine. The stretch of him perfectly riding that point of pain that became pleasure.
He began speeding up, fucking me harder and faster. I wrapped my arms around his neck and burrowed one hand into his hair. He grabbed onto my hips tightly as he thrust into me, the sound of skin meeting skin filling my ears, along with the sound of his cock breaching my cunt—I was so wet that you couldhearit.
His lips collided with mine as he sped up to a speed only a Fae would be capable of. The sweet edge of pleasure and pain enhanced as he tweaked my nipples and bit down on my neck, sharp fangs barely retracting, and surely leaving bloody dots in his wake. There was a feral look in Calix’s eyes that I wanted to lean into.
Our kiss was a messy, magical thing. The feel of him inside me felt more right than anything ever had. I screamed and moaned my pleasure to the sky, when it wasn’t muffled by his mouth.
“So good. I knew you would be. Better than anything I’ve ever felt.” Calix muttered against my lips, his tongue flicking out and meeting mine before pulling back and looking at me as his hips hammered into me. He looked down and watched as my breasts bounced with his thrusts, and a purely male look of satisfactionfilled his face as I tumbled over the edge of ecstasy with no warning—my orgasm taking me with a brutal scream ripped from the depths of my soul.
I was left twitching and moaning weakly, shook by the intensity. I’d never experienced an orgasm like that—I had clearly been missing out. But then Calix pulled out of me, leaving me empty. My desperate whine was met with an amused look, but he grabbed my hips, turning me around.
“Grab onto the tree.” Calix instructed as he bent me over. I smirked, looking back over my shoulder. He growled as he lined himself back up and thrust in hard. I yelped as he smacked my ass, squeezing the globe afterwards.
“Fucking Otherworld. You are Tartarus damnedenchanting, do you realize that?” Calix hissed, anger riding the desire in his voice. His sharp thrusts hit something deep inside me, each thrust making sparks explode behind my eyes. The angle making him feel even larger, like he might rip me in half if he wasn’t careful.
“Enchanting?” I managed to gasp out. He grabbed both my ass cheeks, squeezing them as he thrust into me, the sound of his balls hitting my ass and his cock thrusting into my dripping wet cunt, were mesmerizing. He looked up as I swung my gaze around.
