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Ziran, too, imprinting his shape and scent into my memory.
“I could teach you many more things. Once you’re able to come with me,” Ziran promised, lips still pressed to my ear.
Despite the happy mood between us, I was suddenly depressed, remembering that I would have to return to my dungeon in the sky, locked away, separated from Ziran very soon.
It hurt worse that I couldn’t have him by my side other than when he was but a bird.
“Time to return,” he whispered, our bodies melded together again. “Truly, this time.”
I was becoming addicted to his heat and the hard lines of his muscles against my flesh. I wanted to whine like a child, to beg him to stay.
But it felt so overwhelming. I had nothing to my name, no money in my pocket. I didn’t even know the metal I’d stashed away was called luneria, a form of currency, until I met Ziran. He said it was worth a lot in Tilri, but getting there was impossible for me, especially while lugging along a heavy chest filled with metal.
I was beyond sheltered, little more than a child who would be devoured by the werewolves that stalked the woods if I went alone.
Most importantly, I thought as my hair fluttered in the wind, more of it losing its luster, shifting from a rainbow to a dull gray… I will die if I remain away from the tower for long.
Running away would only be possible once Ziran could guarantee my life with his spell—one I wasn’t sure he could craft, but he was sure he could.
“Wait,” I said, tugging on his sleeve just before we re-entered the forest.
I was lost in my thoughts as he pulled me along. Ziran had all but dragged me from the shore, panicked as a clump of my hair fell out, entirely gray as we swayed by the shore.
“We can’t wait any longer, Rei you… Rei?”
Before he could continue, I dragged Ziran down by his collar and tilted my head to avoid poking out his eye. We kissed again briefly, and it felt like a lightning strike.
Ziran pushed me away as he did before, but I pressed on until his back was against a tree, rubbing against his matching erection, desperate for some relief.
“You’re my subject, Rei. And above all else, my omega. You honor me with your desire. I will not make you wait much longer to take you. All of you. I’ll follow the wizard and see what he is planning. Then I’ll be back. We don’t have time for… this,” Ziran whispered, even as he clutched my arms with enough force to bruise.
“What is freely given cannot be taken,” I whispered as he moaned against my lips. “I want to give it to you. Indulge me just this once, Ziran.”
“...Then grab my cock and stop teasing me, Rei, if you mean what you say,” he growled, shocking me.
But I happily obliged, clumsy as I fiddled with his pants and mine until both of our shafts sprung forth. I gasped at his size, nearly double the length, thick, and dark. I teased the head, unsure how to please an alpha at all. But Ziran took charge, spinning us around until my back was against the tree.
They say it’s sweet torture to touch without entering your lover or being entered. In my books, anyway. But that feeling blossoming inside me as our slick shafts pressed together, Ziran’s big, rough hand sliding up and down, up and down in a maddening rhythm, felt just short of divine.
“Ah! Ahh!” I moaned, delighting in the sloppy sound of our hard cocks slicked and dripping wet, clutching my alpha’s shoulders.
Ziran bit his lip, screwing his eyes shut as finally, he exploded. I did the same soon after, our mixed essence staining our clothes and hands.
“Naughty little omega. Fuck. I meant to ease your worries for a while, not add to mine, imagining myself inside you all night. Is this payback for escape delayed? Trapping me in an annoying hell of dreaming about my cock buried in your tight, wet little hole?”
I gulped, panting heavily, wondering if Ziran would part my legs and claim me against the tree right then and there. He never talked like before, and now I wanted him to speak like this all the time, so desperate and dirty.
Maybe it would be better to die in his arms mid-orgasm than be locked away again.
We kissed, and it tasted like heaven. His scent folded around me like wings, lifting me skyward as I slumped against the tree. Then I realized Ziran had swept me in his arms again, leading me quietly back to my prison.
My sweet delusion was broken for now. But that taste of freedom would live on forever, no matter how short-lived it was to be in his arms.
“Goodnight, Rei,” Ziran said, settling me back on my bed. “Wash my essence from you, and don’t let it get inside.”
I was so boneless that he had to carry me up with his wings, defeating the purpose of leaving behind a ladder. He gathered it for me, too, silent and panting with lust.
“Goodnight, Ziran,” I whispered, and he leaned down, his curly black hair brushing against my nose. “I’ll be waiting for you.”
