I desperately grasped for him, my hands finding purchase in that long, silvery-white hair I loved so much. His hands palmed my ass as I ground myself against him. I felt suddenly frantic, like the universe was conspiring to rip him away from me, and I had to hold on tighter to prevent him from going.
I’d never had anything good in my life. The life of a slave was meant to be shit by design, and nothing and no one was ever truly yours. Getting to have something that was, was more frightening than I’d anticipated.
So I threw myself toward my fate, daring the world to try to take it from me.
I growled as Calix’s lips left mine, but moaned as he began kissing down my neck. I clutched him to me with one hand, while the other went to his shoulder, my nails digging in.
“My dorchadas…” I panted, my need for him was rising ever higher while my blood felt like it was on literal fire.
He nipped my neck then, and I could practically feel his smirk against my skin. I yelped when I was suddenly flat on the massive bed, my legs still locked around his waist. Calix began kissing down my chest before he gripped the neckline of my gown and pulled it down. The slight lace keeping my breasts covered was easily ripped away, and the growl Calix let out at the sight of them had me bucking into him.
He leaned down and captured a nipple in his mouth, while his other hand gripped my unoccupied breast.
“Fuck,” I hissed as he scraped my nipple with his teeth, just as he pinched the other. The dual sensations went right to my clit, and I ground against him to get some friction. His chuckle was dark as his hips suddenly forced my lower body down to the bed. I could feel his cock straining against his pants, making me more desperate, but he made it clear this was his show as he held me down.
My whine of frustration got him moving, but I whimpered when he abandoned my breasts. I quickly got on board when he pulled my dress down, lowering it as he moved down my body, lifting off me only to finish ripping it down my legs until it pooled on the floor.
I was left in nothing but a tiny bit of lace covering my cunt that was already soaked through while he stood there fully clothed.
I couldn’t bring myself to care much about that once Calix fell to his knees, wrenching my legs apart and throwing them over his shoulders. His mouth quickly found that patch of lace that covered me and licked a line up it, wetting it further until it was basically see-through.
His eyes locked with mine, and the Aurora within seemed more chaotic than usual as he ripped the lace away, leaving me bare to him should he look down. And look, he did. His eyes drank me in like he’d been parched in the desert for days, and he’d finally found water.
He dove down, his mouth finding my cunt with unerring accuracy. I moaned at the touch of his tongue on my clit and reached out to grab his hair as I bucked my hips up into his mouth.
He ate me like a man possessed. I’d only had two men ever do this before, and he blew Soren and Vissy both out of the water. He knew exactly what drove me insane, and he went about proving it.
His tongue traced the seam of my cunt, up and down, before circling my clit once more. He ramped me up, let me cool a bit, then ramped me up once more. Finally, his tongue entered me fully, and I cried out his name when his thumb found my clit, driving me over the edge as starlight exploded out of me, lighting up the room.
“Perfection,” Calix growled as he stood, wiping his mouth of my arousal before sucking it off his fingers. I nearly blushed at the sight, but I was too consumed by the view as his shirt fell to the floor, exposing tattoos I wanted to be more intimately familiar with.
His pants dropped, and I licked my lips as his cock bobbed upward proudly. I pushed up off the bed with Fae speed, meeting his mouth in a messy kiss as we crashed together. Hands were flying all over the place, trying to frantically feel every inch of each other.
One moment, I was on my knees at the edge of the bed with Calix standing before me, and the next, he was seated on the bed with my legs straddling him. I could feel his claws emerging where they now gripped my hip, and the tiny pinpricks only added to the intensity of the moment. I decided to experiment, letting my own claws extend and scraping lightly down his shoulder. His groan let me know how much he appreciated it as he devoured my mouth.
His length pressed against my cunt, and I shifted my hips to get more friction, and gasped into his mouth when I managed to notch the head of his thick cock at my entrance. His claws gripped me as his mouth left mine, and I pulled back to look at him. I blinked, surprised by the expanse of starlight and darkness surrounding us. It looked like we existed outside of reality. As if we were back in my dream space, the darkness billowing around the room, highlighted by my sparkling starlight.
His forehead fell against mine as he groaned, “My réalta.”
I giggled, lifting myself off him slightly. His claws stopped me from moving further away, and I smirked as I sank back down a few inches on his cock, only to pull back up quickly in a deliberate tease.
“You’re killing me, grá,” he panted, his eyes completely swamped with color. His sharp canines had lengthened into full fangs, and he scraped them against my neck, drawing a bead of blood to the surface.
I found myself jealous, and I moved to attack his neck. Not quite positive what I was doing, I let instinct take over. Sure enough, fangs broke the pale column of his throat the tiniest bit, and I licked away the blood that beaded up.
I moaned at the taste, sure that blood wasn’t supposed to taste this good, but I had apparently driven Calix far enough with my teasing, and he gripped my hips hard before pulling me down on his cock—completelydown.
I screamed out in a mix of pleasure and pain. He was so big, and there was no way the fast intrusion would be completely painless. But I still enjoyed every second of it as I stretched out around him, adjusting to the length and girth I’d only experienced once before. Absolutely loving the feel of him as he made room for himself inside me, claiming me for his own.
I found myself laying flat on my back suddenly, with a feral beast looming above me. Calix looked wild, silvery-white hair mussed, eyes darkened, and fangs lengthened as he snarled and drove himself deep inside me.
His restraint had snapped, and I felt a flush of pleasure that I had been the one to make it happen.
His hands gripped my thighs and pulled them out to the side, watching as his cock split me open. I gave myself over to him, and the pleasure consumed my senses as he filled me again and again. My moans were uncontrollable as I clenched down on his cock, trying to keep him inside when he pulled back.
Every time he thrust inside, I could hear the lewd noise from my arousal, but I couldn’t bring myself to be embarrassed by how insanely wet he’d made me. He was mine, after all. And who could blame a girl when Calix was the one between their thighs?
My hands reached up for his shoulders as he thrust in, and I swore I saw my stomach bulge with the impression of his cock for a moment before he pulled back. I let my claws dig into his shoulders, and he growled down at me—so I dug in harder.
