“Hold onto the edge of the bathtub,” I commanded, as I grazed my lips against her neck. A shiver of something deep and primal ran through my veins, my body tightened against hers. I wanted to mark her, to show everyone she was mine. I pushed her body up my lap and shoved myself inside her.
I needed to feel her deeper, harder, faster, and closer in every fucking way. The fact that she wasn’t frightened of me, despite knowing what I could transform into, was pure bliss itself.
Her legs kicked in tension when I started thrusting harder inand out of her, the movements of our bodies so strong that most of the water splashed out onto the floor.
When I felt my release getting closer, I noticed her eyes losing focus and her breaths becoming unsteady. “Is something the matter?” I gripped her head to face me.
“No, it’s just so hot in here, I can barely breathe.” She barely finished the sentence before I lifted her up, my cock still buried inside her sweet pussy, and stepped out of the bathtub. Afraid of losing contact with any part of her, I clamped my arms around her body. Cold air was blowing on my skin as I walked out onto the balcony. “Do you feel better?” I asked, my grip on her chin soft, but steady enough to capture her gaze and search for any signs of discomfort.
Instead of answering, she started moving on me again. Fuck, her body was made for mine. I gripped her ass and set her on the bench on my balcony, my cock thrusting hard and fast inside her. Her feral little growls were music to my ears and prayers to my cock.
Her nails tore in my back making me snap up, the pressure was so much that one of my knees gave out. I took her off the bench and in a split second she was on her back on the ground as I continued pounding into her like a beast. My fingers clenched her hips while the slide of my cock rocked with her pleasure. I forced myself even deeper, and Gwendolyn gasped. She had no time to recover. My inner dragon was uncontrollable right now, I needed to mark her somehow, so that everyone including her other mates knew that she is bound to me and mine. Only mine.
I couldn’t stop, although I probably went a little bit too hard on her, my nails dug into the backs of her thighs. I almost blacked out; the pressure was so much. But I needed to claim her as mine more than ever. I lifted her up, our bodies still pressed together, and carried her back to bed again.
Silver lines began pouring from my hands. I normally nevertried to take advantage of my poisonous threads, but as she was my mate, I knew they wouldn’t harm her and I could make them adjustable for something entirely different. For her, I would use every one of my powers, even if it was only to pleasure her delectable body. The silver streaks swirled around her hands, lifting them to the middle of the headboard.
“If it is too much, say it.”
Then I threaded the silver streaks around her breasts, squeezing them tightly, and the moan escaping her delicious lips went straight to my cock. I let them glide further down her core and pushed the silver streak against the middle of her sweet clit, her body trembling. I pulled the streak up and down along her clit, like I was her puppet master, and she was my doll.
With my power, I turned her around, only the silver lines touching her naked skin, and pulled the string over her perfect ass. She arched her back, the silver thread pressing into her tight hole. My fingers trailed along her ass and then I slowly pressed one finger inside, making her scream.
“Oh my god Damien, what are you doing?” She sounded so shocked, like it was profane what I was doing to her cute little ass.
“I haven’t claimed this part of you yet.”
“I never have… I mean—” I couldn’t believe that Xavier hadn’t taken her beautiful ass yet. I trailed my fingers over her hips and massaged her coccyx to help her body relax.
“God, Damien, the pressure is way too much. I can’t anymore.”
“Do you want me to stop?” I asked.
“No.” I smirked at her quick response, pressing kisses against her face.
Then I added another finger, making her scream a little, and I used the streaks to lift her hips up, pulling on both sides of her feet to widen her legs. I felt every single emotion through our connection. The way she felt so exposed, her beautiful eyesscrewed shut, and how she was pent up from all of what we had shared before.
Just relax and let me make you feel good, darling.
I moved the streaks around her head, forcing her to look at me, while one of my hands caressed over her clit and the other was still occupied with her back side.
“Are you okay, my love?”
She nodded and I kissed her slowly, while carefully stretching her with a third finger, a garbled moan coming out of her mouth. Her whole body trembled in response, and it nearly was enough to make me come all over her cheeks. “It’s going to feel better soon, promise,” I whispered in her ear, ravishing her mouth again, and caressing my fingers along her back.
I took my fingers out and replaced them with my tongue. I thrusted deep and slow, making her adjust to the feeling. My cock thickened as I kept rimming my tongue into her back hole. My thrusts were slow and deep as I didn’t want to overwhelm her at first, her tight hole needed to get used to the movements of my tongue.
“You’re so perfect, my little rose. You are doing well,” I praised her, pressing soft kisses against her back and hips.
I ran my fingers through her perfect hair and gripped her head back to me. Her sweet lips parted, her eyes full of trust and desire.
“Are you okay?” I murmured, brushing my thumb along her cheekbone.
“Yes,” she whispered, breathing shallowly.
“I’m going to take you now…” I voiced, brushing my fingers over her back entrance, her body arching instinctively toward the mattress, toward me. My hands held her body in place, and I moved slowly now, worshipfully, because every shiver from her body was a prayer I aimed to learn by heart.
She gasped, her fingers gripping the sheets as I thrusted evendeeper into her than the time before, my cock filling out every inch of her tight hole. My grip on her hips tightened, steadying the storm inside me, the one that threatened to consume us. As she moaned into the pillow, her back arching with each thrust, it almost made me come right there. But I wanted to stretch her more, to own her and feel her body.
