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Mystical energy spiraled inside of me, slowly intensifying and taking hold of my body. It had a supernatural edge to it, and I soon realized it was soaring far outside my control. I couldn’t reign it in even if I tried. As more time passed, my shivers from the cold transformed into quivering desire, setting my body on fire.
It didn’t take long for my need to reach a fever pitch. Impatiently, I tipped my face up towards his to find him staring down at me. There was clear liquid heat in his gaze, and soon enough, my body stopped trembling and my core squeezed tight with anticipation. He knew what I needed, and he was going to give it to me.
My pussy clenched hard before he even said a word.
“You should know something, sweet girl,” he began.
I bit my lip, waiting for him to continue.
“I’m not just going to fuck that pretty little pussy tonight,” he warned.
Instinctually, my backside clenched.
“You can’t mean to…” I scoffed, needing to ask before my head got the best of me.
He chuckled softly and my stomach dropped.
“You know the answer to that, sweet girl,” he began.
“But—”
He cut me off before I could finish. “Before the night is through, both your pussy and that virgin little asshole of yours will be left sore, well-used, and dripping with my seed,” he growled, and despite the fear rolling around in my belly, I shivered with reluctant arousal.
I didn’t want to think about him taking me in such a taboo and wicked way. I didn’t even know what to think. Should I protest? Would I even like it? Would I hate it?
Truthfully, I didn’t really need to ask myself that question. I’d enjoyed having his tail inside me very much, so much so that I’d come harder than I ever have in my life. I had a deep, dark feeling that I would come even harder with his cock.
I glanced down towards his lips and then back towards his eyes, and I couldn’t hold back anymore. I lifted my head off the ground and slowly pressed my lips against his. Before, I might have shown hesitation, but I didn’t now. At first, my kiss was explorative, and he allowed it, but eventually, he started to grow more persistent as his own need grew.
His hand wound around the back of my head, gently at first and then more roughly as he took control. With every steamy moment, he claimed me as if I was the only woman in the world, and maybe to him, I was.
“Nykor,” I murmured.
“My sweet Ella, after tonight, you will be mine forever and for always,” he growled, and my core practically ignited with passionate desire. I moaned quietly, and he snarled with his need, his lips crashing down on mine. By the time he finally pulled away, I was left breathless and slightly sore.
“I need you,” I whispered.
“I know you do, my sweet girl. I need you, too,” he answered, trailing soft kisses along the side of my throat.
Slowly, he pulled at the tie around my neck, allowing the fur mantle to fall away from me. His fingers dragged along the line of my clavicle, dipping lower to grasp at the neckline of my cotton shirt. With ease, he tore through it with one hand, baring my undershirt. He made quick work of that too, until the only thing left covering my upper half was my bra. His fingertips glided along the lacey hem, only just dipping underneath and teasing my sensitive flesh before he slid a finger under the fabric connector between my breasts. I bit my lip as he jerked his finger up. The cloth gave way as though it was nothing more than tissue paper, and I gasped as the cups of my bra fell away, exposing me to his voracious gaze.
My nipples hardened before his eyes.
A shaky breath fell off my lips as he lowered his mouth to my left breast, taking my hard bud between his lips and kissing it gently. Gradually, his kisses turned rougher until he took my nipple in between his teeth. He pressed down harder and harder until a soft wave of pain radiated around it. Then he bit down firmly, and agony lanced across my breast as I cried out. He didn’t let go right away, and I pressed my hands against his shoulders, which simply resulted in him grabbing my wrists and pinning them above my head.
When he released my nipples, another volley of pain poured over me. I couldn’t help but whimper as he moved to the other side. Even though I knew what to expect now, that somehow made it all worse.
Yet, my core still spiraled with molten heat as if to spite me. Gently, he kissed each aching nipple, almost as if he was soothing them after being so deliciously cruel. My pussy clenched hard as he lowered his mouth down to the space between my ribcage, kissing me teasingly until he reached the waistline of my pants. My core squeezed tight as he yanked them open. The button popped off and skittered across the stone floor.
I gasped as his fingernails lengthened to thick pointed claws. He dragged one down the line of my belly. Unable to help myself, I arched into it, despite the fact that it felt like the tip of a knife against my flesh. Its sharpness was enough to make me cry out with alarm, but the sound that emerged from my throat sounded deceptively like a moan instead.
I was enjoying this.
Using his sharpened claws, he tore through my pants and tossed them aside in strips. Eventually, he yanked off my boots and socks, leaving me in nothing more than a pair of panties. I stared up at him and chewed the inside of my cheek with rising anxiety and arousal. I didn’t know which one was going to win out.
My nipples were so erect they hurt. As he slid a single claw beneath the lacey hem of my panties, I shivered, the proximity of the sharp tip inches away from the most sensitive place on my body. My clit throbbed, and then the sound of tearing fabric filled the air. I swore I could hear each thread fraying apart as he ripped my panties from my body.
“I can smell your arousal, mate.”
