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“You told me on our wedding night that you wouldn’t take me until I begged you to. Well, now I’m begging. Liath—I need you to take me. It’s the only way to raise enough power to break the iron chain and get you out of here.”
He frowned but nodded.
“This is certainly not the place I’d planned to take you—I wanted your first time to be special, baby. But…I can see your point.”
“It will be special,” I promised him. “Because it will be you taking me—I’m begging you, just as you said I would.”
He gave me a rueful grin.
“Unfortunately, with this iron still so near, I’m afraid it’s going to have to be the other way around. You must take me.”
“What?” I frowned at him. “How?”
“You’ll mount me,” Liath said simply. “Just pretend you’re mounting a horse and sitting in the saddle. Only in this case, part of the saddle goes deep in your sweet little pussy.”
He nodded down at his cock, which was still hard and sticking out of his trousers.
I felt my heart pound as I considered this idea. I had always thought the only way for a man and a woman to be together was for the man to be on top of the woman as she lay on her back. Well, I had thought that until I saw my cousins rutting together in the Pool of Seeing, anyway. But I hadn’t ever thought there could be a third way—had never dreamed of mounting my husband like a horse.
Liath rumbled laughter and I knew he had caught my thoughts again.
“That’s right, little bird—you must mount me. But take your time about it—you still have your maiden barrier, so the first time won’t be easy,” he warned me.
“I know,” I said, turning myself so I was facing him and throwing a leg over his lean lips. “I’m counting on it.”
In point of fact, I was. Liath had showed me how pain and pleasure could mix to make my power even stronger and of course, there would be elements of Blood Magic in play as well. If this didn’t raise enough power to sever the iron manacle around his ankle, I didn’t know what would.
Still, it took some nerve to position myself with the broad head of his cock against the mouth of my pussy.
“Slowly, little bird,” he murmured, holding me by the hips. “And touch yourself—give yourself pleasure before you come down on me.”
I thought that was an excellent idea. With a little moan, I slipped my fingers into my wet pussy and began sliding them lightly across my aching clit. This wouldn’t have worked if I was still supporting myself, but Liath had me by the hips, holding my weight as I lowered myself onto his shaft.
“Gods, baby—love to watch you touch yourself. Be a good girl for me and pet that pussy,” he ordered in a hoarse growl.
I was more than willing to obey.
“Yes, Liath!” I gasped as I stroked my pussy. And then I felt the thick head of his cock breach my entrance and press against my maiden barrier.
For a moment my fingers stilled, but Liath shook his head.
“No, little bird—keep petting your pussy,” he ordered. “Give yourself pleasure to offset the pain—this is going to hurt a bit.”
I bit my lip and kept going. I could feel him sliding deeper into me. My pussy was so wet and hot that he was moving easily, despite my tight virgin channel and his own thick girth.
Then there was a bright-white moment of pain. I cried out and felt a gush of wetness down my thighs. Looking down, I saw some blood on Liath’s flat abdomen.
“It’s all right, little bird,” he murmured soothingly, holding me in place. “It’s just your virgin blood. Once this pain is over, it will all be pleasure—I promise you.”
My first impulse had been to try and get off of him, but I squashed it ruthlessly. Blood magic and pain magic and pleasure magic—they were all building inside me. I could feel the forces swirling inside and I could see them dancing in the sparks of power coalescing over our heads. Golden and blood red and black, they moved in patterns too complicated to understand and every moment there were more of them.
“Keep touching yourself, little bird,” Liath reminded me. “And let me know when you’re ready to go on.”
I twitched my hips and flexed my inner muscles experimentally. I felt stretched wide open since Liath’s shaft was very large, but the pain was gone. At last I nodded.
“I…I think I’m ready to go on,” I told him.
“Good.” He nodded. “Then I’ll lower you down some more until I’m all the way inside you.”
I bit back a moan as I felt his thick shaft sliding deeper into my tight but no longer virginal pussy. Finally, we were consummating our marriage—finally we were really becoming one!
