Page 69 of Bonded Through Bite

Pressing her back against a tree, I fiddle my jeans open and, as soon as I do, Samantha’s hand delves in and wraps around my cock. She’s not really drinking me, but spurring me on with tiny bites along my neck. I help her wrap her legs around me and sink in.

“Rafael,” her moan echoes around us. I bet the others can hear her and I relish every whimper and shout as I pound into her pussy. She’s wet and when I move my thumb to her clit, she grows even wetter.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Let them hear you,” I demand and pinch her clit lightly. She shatters around me with a shout. “Again,” I demand and tease her clit.

Every stroke tests my resolve not to bite her back. She’s shaking her head, trying to deny me, but her inner walls are already clamping around my cock. It’s rough and fast fucking, and when I graze my fang along her neck, she hurtles into another climax and this time I let go with her.

We are both panting. Her eyes have glazed over and her nails are buried in my back muscles. The pricks of pain threaten to make my cock stir again, so I push away from the tree and start walking back home.

Having her rest on my cock is heavenly torture. I’m still half hard and it doesn’t take long until I’m rock solid again. Samantha is a mess in my arms. She doesn’t seem to be able to focus and every other step, her inner walls squeeze me like she’s making sure I’m still inside her.

“I’m not going anywhere,” I reassure her and kiss her nose. Gods, she’s amazing. “I’m just getting us back home. Shower, bed.”

“I’m sorry I flipped out about the witch,” she says.

“I should have handled that better.”

“I know you will need to drink, Rafael. I’m sorry.” Suddenly, she looks so sad that I stop and press her against another tree.

“Hey, sweetheart, look at me,” I hum and give her one long stroke. “I’m here. I’m not going anywhere. We’ll work through this.”

She lifts her face for a kiss and I eagerly give her one. I keep my strokes easy and tease her lips with mine. The buildup is slow and I relish the way Samantha lets go, lets me lead. This time, the crest is a gentle tipping into mindless pleasure and the aftershocks are smooth waves we ride together.

Samantha is soft and pliant in my arms when I walk the rest of the way home. At some point, the rain stopped, but I couldn’t say when. The moon hangs low in the sky, reminding me that dawn is not far. Still, I don’t rush. This moment is too precious.

“I’m getting tired again. All I do anymore is sleep,” Samantha grumbles and yawns.

“You are a very new changeling. You expend your energy faster and you are still building up your strength. I was fully prepared to keep you in bed for the first year, drinking and fucking the time away.”

“A… a year?”

“Maybe two. Some take even longer to come back to their senses from the lust haze and hunger.”

“I…”

“You’ve ruined my plans by being so goddamn coherent,” I tease her and she nips my lower lip. My cock twitches and I groan. “I really need to teach you how to control your bite. At some point.”

“What am I doing? I can control it?”

“Our bite can be pleasurable, near neutral, or painful, depending on intention. Your bite feels like you are sucking my cock. Intense pleasure.”

“Oh… Oh!” A wicked gleam enters her eyes and I manage to crash us against yet another tree just as she bites my neck hard.

“We’ll never get back home if you keep this up,” I say and in response, her inner walls clench around me. “I’m not accepting any complaints about making you come too many times. This one is on you,” I say and pull out of her. The desperate whimper is music to my ears when I spin her around and bend her over.

“Hold on to the trunk,” I say and plunge back inside. The angle isn’t the easiest, but I manage with bent knees. Samantha is already moaning and pushing back against me. Hell, some time in the future, I want to take her like this after spanking that delicious ass pink. I steady her with my grip and fuck up into her, looking for the exact angle that drives her crazy.

“Harder,” Samantha demands and I comply. “Rafael, god. Oh, my god.”

“Your pussy is so hot and tight,” I pant and fuck her hard. “Feels so good around my cock, sweetheart.”

“There, just there. Oh, don’t stop,” she mewls when I move just a bit and find the golden spot.

“Are you going to come for me again?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” she shouts and quickly, I move my hand to cup her pussy from the front.

“Give it to me,” I say and she does, grinding against my hand as she climaxes again. I manage to hold myself back, but only barely.