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I blushed and squirmed. "Designed for what?"
Asterion blinked, and then he slid out just an inch before gliding deeply in. "This."
"Show me," I gasped.
He groaned and repeated the motion, claiming new territory in my body that made me cry out.
"Who was I designed for, Asterion?" I asked, but my voice was begging.
He growled and trembled. "Me. Me, my littlethéa."
"Prove it," I gritted out, trying to rise to meet him.
He was so deep, my body so full I thought my belly seemed to swell, or I was just tensing, trying to force him in.
"Prove it. Give me all of you."
Asterion let out a garbled shout, and his right hand struck the floor by my head, shoving his cock hard inside of me as his weight sank down. I shouted, squeezing on his length, and a rich heat started to swirl in my core, higher, up even into my chest. Asterion snarled and bucked, and still there was more of him to take.
"All, Asterion.Allof you," I snapped.
His arm folded, elbow to my shoulder, and together we howled as he struck hard in the heart of me, the downy sheath that tucked his length away brushing against my clit.
"Oh, Evanthia," he moaned, his body sagging over mine, his hand on my hip sliding back and down to hold my ass. "My mate."
"Yours," I breathed out, kissing his jaw, claiming his horns in my fists.
He groaned and started to move. "I can't—I can't be gentle. You will befucked, my lovely goddess."
"Fill me, fuck me," I pleaded, wrapping my weak legs as much around him as I could, even when his weight and breadth pressed them wide.
Asterion bellowed and surged, body drumming a rough rhythm inside of me, every clap of flesh stealing my breath and making stars burst behind my eyes, colors swarming. His tongue swiped over my throat and against my ear, occasionally claiming my open, shouting mouth. I braced myself by his horns, yelping into his ravenous kiss, the pound of his cock inside of me brutal and beautiful at once. Iwouldbe sore, and I would walk bowlegged, and I'd do so with pride.
"Mine," Asterion growled. "Théa,mine."
He chanted the words, hissed filthy praise for my body in my ear, and still made room for his length in my willing body. The sheath that rubbed into me tightened and swelled, a perfect friction and pressure against the stretched lips of my sex, lovely bites of ecstasy snapping at my edges.
"Mine," I said, but there was no breath to make the word, and all my strangled sounds were reflexive, tiny cries and shouts with every rough thrust, so wholly possessed.
I settled instead for claiming Asterion's flesh with my teeth, biting on his throat, as the storming orgasm ripped through me. I screamed into him, and Asterion howled. His cock went off like a cannon inside of me, a sudden bolt of hot, rushing pleasure. I released his throat and Asterion braced his hands on either side of my head, pinning me to the floor and rutting me madly as he bellowed, one flood of his release splashing out of me, and then another mixing with my own bursting response.
My hands clamored over his chest, a sudden panic rising in me that I might drown in this moment, suffocate under the sweep ofnéktar, and I didn'teverwant this to end, not even in such overwhelming pleasure.
"Asterion," I whimpered.
He must've heard my panic and understood it instinctively, because his arms snapped around me once more, cradling me to his chest, and he rolled on the floor, planting his back down on the leather mat, a slippery mess sliding beneath us. Being on top lodged his length inside of me, my legs too weak to lift myself, and we both moaned, my eyes squeezing shut as I seemed to choke around him.
"Forgive me," Asterion rasped, and I wanted to snap at him for saying such a thing, but then he continued. "Forgive me,théa, but I must have you again."
He was still gushing inside of me, but he grabbed me by the waist and bounced me on his length, using my fluttering sheath to fuck himself, to fuck us both. I had been used this way at The Seven Veils, but I couldn't recall a single one of their faces, not now, not with Asterion's beautiful chest glittering with sweat, warm eyes fastened on my breasts as they shook with his thrusts. I reached down to rub over my sodden clit, and Asterion moaned and quickened the pace, ass slapping against the floor as he thrust in and out of me.
"If they want to smell themselves on you, they'll have to have another turn when I'm done," Asterion rumbled. "Oh, you will never wash me off now,théa."
I laughed at the claim, grinning with him at his triumph, and my head fell back as he huffed and gasped and groaned. "Lick my breasts, mate," I teased.
He growled and hunched, and I grabbed a horn, yanking him into place. Asterion suckled with tender attention, laving and stroking his tongue with a sloppy reverence. His thumb joined my hand, a better judge of what I needed than even I was.
I came once more riding my minotaur, hands fisted on horns to steer his mouth, thighs burning, cunt biting down cruelly on his throbbing staff. Asterion followed me, holding me tightly, a broken shout buried in my breast, another obscene flood nearly tossing me up off his length, if not for his grip on my waist.
