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He looked up, spotting me in the tree and braying loudly, becoming a male once again.
“You can’t stay up there forever,” he shouted, his erection starkly visible in the moonlight, his desire practically palpable as he gazed up at me.
“I definitely can,” I teased, remembering a very similar exchange not that long ago, and marveling at how much had shifted between us.
“Get. Down. Here,” he growled, the sound making me go molten. “Now.”
The space was too close to risk flying when I wasn’t that adept at it yet, and my wings tangled on the branches as I descended.
“Move faster,” Herne growled, feral intensity lacing every word as he kept his eyes on me like I was prey. Which, I supposed, I was.
He grabbed my ankle as I neared the ground, pulling me into his arms, then promptly crushing me against the same tree I had been descending. I gasped against him, his hard length pressing insistently against my soft stomach.
“I want you here,” he growled, pushing harder against me. “Now.”
“Then take me,” I breathed, shifting to wrap my legs around his hips.
I had chosen a loose skirt, specifically so I could enjoy his growl of pleasure when he found me bare and wet beneath it, ready for him however he caught me. He thrust into me, making my back arch off the tree as he cushioned my head with his hand.
“Gods,” I gasped, digging my nails into his shoulders as a lick of pleasure raced along my bones. The tree was not forgiving to my wings, but I quickly stopped caring as he thrust into me again. And again. And again.
Mine, mine, mine, the bond between us seemed to pulse as he thrust into me.Mate, mate, mate.
With a great push of my wings I forced him back and we fell to the forest floor, rolling once, twice, as we grappled for control. I ended up astride him, locking my knees against his hips as I pushed myself back over him, shamelessly rocking my hips.
“You’re mine,” I breathed, kissing him fiercely, meeting his tongue stroke for stroke as I rode him, pleasure beginning to spiral its way up my spine.
I cried out, almost reaching that glimmering release when Herne shifted, rolling us so that he was atop me, taking control with a feral roar.
“And you’re mine,” he growled, claiming my lips again as he pounded into me, faster and faster until I was shattering apart and he was coming undone with me. His roar of pleasure shook the trees and the forest and startled the birds from their perches.
He collapsed against me, kissing my collarbone above the strapless band of fabric I had tied around my breasts.
“This is a nuisance,” he murmured, reaching behind me to untie the back, pulling the fabric away. He nuzzled between my breasts, his bristly beard tickling fiercely as he lavished me with kisses and gentle licks and nips. He turned his attention from one breast to the other, until I was ready for him again, jealous of all the attention my breasts were getting.
“Herne,” I said in a fair imitation of his best growl. “I need more.” He looked up at me, that feral grin curving his lips as he ripped at the skirt bunched around my waist. The fabric tore, a loss I had been completely prepared for, and he kissed lower and lower, until his tongue was poised over the very center of me.
“Is this what you want?” he asked, sliding two fingers into me and growling at the wetness he found there, both from him and from me. He pumped gently once. Twice.
“Yes,” I moaned, reaching up to grasp his antlers and pulling his head down to where I wanted his mouth on me. His tongue in me.
He laughed. “Greedy female.” He nipped gently at the skin of my upper thigh, still sliding those fingers in and out of me and kissing a line of fire across my pelvis, until I nearly pushed his head to where I wanted it, all-consuming frustrated need building between my legs. “Ask me nicely.”
“Please,” I begged, moaning as he obliged with a swipe and a swirl of his tongue. The sound he drew from me made me blush, despite the fact that only the moon was watching us.
“Come for me, Cerridwen,” he rumbled, sucking gently on the sensitive flesh between my legs. “Come for me, mate.”
I obliged, release barreling through me as he continued to pump and stroke me through the pleasure.
When I thought I couldn’t take any more, he entered me again, hard and ready as if he were Cernunnos, god of virility himself. He took me again and again on the forest floor until I was a mess of aching pleasure and boneless satisfaction, the sun rising gently above the horizon.
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We had left clothes a little ways from the edge of the forest, knowing we would need them after the claiming. I blushed, inexplicably shy as I dressed before him, letting him watch my every move as I watched his.
He grinned a feral male smile, taking my chin between his fingers and kissing me fiercely, both of our scents and tastes mixing together and making me warm and ready for him again somehow.
He chuckled at my needy moan. “Did I not do a good enough job satisfying you last night, mate?” he rumbled, brushing his nose gently against mine. The move was so at odds with the fierceness of our claiming that it made me tremble with emotion. Herne kissed me again before my joy and relief and happiness could come pouring out of me as tears. “I’ll have to fix that when we get back to our room.”
