I’m about to protest again, to demand that he puts me down and releases me, but then I weigh my options. It’s highly unlikely that he would let me go without a fight. And if he did? What then? Where would I go? Alkarvi and his acolytes would drag me back to him, or maybe decide to offer me up to some other monster to appease Ulf or some other higher power. So I’d wander around aimlessly on this alien planet, butt naked from the waist down, vulnerable to heck knows what kinds of danger, liable to get killed and eaten, or starve to death if I don’t manage to find someone who will help me…
Or… I could go with the demon currently holding me. Of course, I barely know him, but surely if he was going to kill and eat me, he’d have done that already? Another wave of his delicious scent floods my senses and makes my clit tingle. If I go with him, I could get something to drink, maybe some food, a bath…
And if I’m completely honest with myself, it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world if he wanted to fuck me again. Just the thought makes me shudder with longing.
“Renee,” he rasps in that dark, gravelly voice. “Mine.” He clutches me to his strong chest and his wings unfurl with a powerful snap. His body tenses and, with a leap and a great whooshing sound that blows my hair off my face, we’re airborne. My belly lurches as we ascend.
The black and barren land falls away. Up here, the air is deliciously cool. We’re gliding over the lake of fire, over patches of the lava that have dried to a dark crust, and the angry orange seams that roil and surge.
I should be terrified but I feel weirdly secure in his arms, even when a single slip-up on his part would mean my instant death. With no other option, I press my face against his scalding chest and close my eyes, forcing myself toaccept what I cannot change, as my therapist used to say.
The demon is taking me home.
At least things can’t get any weirder.
Three
Krav
For the firsttime since I can remember, I am experiencing something I never have before—something I never thought I would. I’m in rut.
Ulf only knows how the Stone King managed it, but he wrought a miracle: there is a living, breathing, female Omega in my arms.
And she is a beauty.
I didn’t believe myjynxwas telling the truth until I was almost upon her. Until her scent hit me and I lost control. I never intended to take her right there, up against thecextree, but I couldn’t stop myself.
Another brand new experience. I pride myself on my self-control.
But her wild mane of hair—red blended with glinting gold, like a Pyredii fire-stone—her translucent skin, her bare, round thighs and generous, heaving breasts combined with the most heady aroma ofleeberries,tallioxflowers, and musk to make my senses reel. In that moment, I had to fuck her. Nothing else mattered.
It was the quickest, clumsiest coupling of my life but also easily the best.
So far.
Now I am taking her home, where I will seduce her properly. Show her how I prefer to pleasure a female. And how she can pleasure me.
Ulf, but her cunt felt good fluttering around my cock. Just the memory is enough to make me hard again.
I clutch her tighter to my chest as we approach my castle. Luckily for her, she did not resist coming with me beyond that single feeble protest. I would not have enjoyed forcibly bending her to my will so soon after meeting, but I would have done it.
Once we are back in my quarters, I snatch up a cloak and cast a longing glance at my bed before taking her past it, through to the dining hall. Ulf only knows how long she was tied to the tree. She must be incredibly thirsty, and probably hungry as well. My new Omega, my pet, will need plenty of stamina for all the things I intend to do to her.
I set her gently on her feet and wrap her in my cloak, keeping a possessive hand on her arm as she looks around.
“Welcome to my home, Renee,” I say. “I’ve had refreshments prepared for you.”
“Thank god. I’m so thirsty.”
I steer her to the neatly set table, easing her into a chair. The furniture dwarfs her small frame, but she doesn’t seem to notice. She picks up the nearest goblet and sniffs it cautiously.
“What’s this?” she asks.
“Himajuice.”
“Is it safe for humans?”
“Oh yes.” My servants will have done their research. “It’s very refreshing.”
