I didn’t notice anything else after that besides Leo. His taste, his scent, the hard feel of him. Everywhere. My pussy was pressed against the hard length of his cock and I rocked my hips into him. His tongue was in my mouth, licking, learning. My hands were tangled in his silky hair, holding him right where I wanted.
He tore his lips from mine. Growled. God, he looked so fierce, possessed even.
“Mine,” he uttered, his voice deep and rough, and carried me down the hall to a bedroom, kicking the door shut behind him with enough force that the pictures on the wall rattled.
Oh yeah, I was totally his. For the first time since my Ardor kicked in, my pussy and I were in complete agreement.
7
Trinity
My back bumped into the wall and now I was pressed between two very hard things. One cold, one hot. Scorching hot. His hands moved from my butt and over me, my thighs, my waist, my breasts.
“I can’t wait, mate,” he murmured as his hands molded, weighed and played with my breasts through my t-shirt.
I moaned and arched my back. His hands felt so good. Big. Hot. Gentle, considering how wild this was.
“This first time will be hard and fast.”
Ya’ think?
Through barely opened eyes, I could see how much control he was using. I needed, but god, Leo needed.
I had a momentary thought of the Atlan guard at the Brides center. Was this what his beast was like? Wild and… beasty? No wonder no one ever heard of a divorced Atlan woman.
“Hurry.” One word was all it took. He lowered my feet to the floor and made quick work of my pants, opening and tugging them down my legs. His hands went to the front of his pants as I stepped to try to get my feet out of my crumpled jeans, but only had success getting them off one foot before Leo lifted me up again, this time his big hands on my bare ass. They were so big they cupped me from hip to crease.
I hooked my legs around him once again, felt his cock, hot and hard, nestled along my pussy. Bare and pulsing. Thank god for the birth control injection Warden Egara had given me at the bride center, because I didn’t think I could stop. And I didn’t want to. I wanted him hot and naked, skin on skin. I needed his seed inside me. I needed his energy, his wildness to fill me up.
“Are you wet for me? I will not take you unless you are ready.”
I rocked my hips, coated the length of him in my arousal. “So wet,” I murmured. Everywhere our skin touched was like a mini inferno. My flesh heated beneath his hands. My body was hungry for him.
His eyes met mine. Fierce desire. Possessiveness. Intense control. Need. I saw it all in that one instant. I wanted this. I wanted him. Deep. Hard. Thrusting so hard my back never left the wall.
Without looking away, I felt his hips pull back, his cock shift so it was notched right at my entrance.
God, I could feel how big he was, the crown parting my lower lips. I held my breath, waiting. Waiting.
With one word, “Mine,” he thrust up into me.
I groaned. He growled.
The hand on my butt squeezed, and I knew I’d have little bruises there in the morning. His other hand slapped against the wall by my head as his eyes fell closed. A red flush crept up his square jaw, his lips thinned, the cords of his neck went taut.
But lower. God. His cock filled me. Stretched me. Opened me up like no other. I could feel every hard inch of him. So impossibly deep I sucked in my breath. Squirmed.
My pussy clamped down on him, squeezed, milked, tried to pull him deeper, which was impossible. My clit pulsed as it rubbed against him. My heels pressed into his ass as I held him to me. And inside, something shifted, something hungry and desperate and primitive roared to life inside me and screamed for more.
“Mine.” That was my voice, but one I didn’t recognize, as I wrapped my arms and legs around him in a viselike grip. Energy, raw, male, covered me like warm, melted caramel, the heat going straight to my clit. To my pussy.
My core clamped down. Hard. Squeezed his cock like a fist.
He groaned. Pulled out. Thrust deeper. Harder. He held me there, riding his cock, stuffed full. Unable to move. Not wanting to. “Fuck me, mate. Take it. Take it all.” He ripped open my shirt and his, pressed our bare skin together. Pressed his lips to my neck, my cheek, tasting my flesh, devouring me like he’d never get enough. And every moment, heat filled me up. Energy. Hot. Erotic. Like a drug I’d never get enough of. Every cell was hungry for him. My entire body a living flame.
This was why I’d come to Alera. This was what a human man could never give me. What I needed.
He pulled back. Thrust so hard my breasts bounced. I tilted my head back, giving him better access, unable to resist. Not wanting to. I had no choice now. My body wasn’t my own. It was his.
“Oh my god,” I gasped. It had never been like this. Never. And he wasn’t even moving. I was so close to coming I couldn’t catch my breath.
His head was buried in the crook of my neck and his hot breath fanned my skin. My fingers ran through his sweaty hair. My nipples were hard, aching for his hands. His mouth. Anything he could give me. And my body was already taking him in, demanding his life force, his strength, and I knew that I would never be the same.
For the first time in my life I felt… alien. More than human.
This was raw and dirty. The basest form of fucking, and he’d only thrust into me a few times. It was as if he’d been dreaming of being inside a pussy. Just that and nothing more. He held himself frozen, as if this connection alone was so pleasurable he didn’t need more.
Well, I did. I’d been desperate to come for weeks. Ached. I’d been on the brink, close to the edge but with no way to jump off. But now I had it. Now I felt whole, as if Leo’s hold was all that was keeping me together, that once I gave over to the feelings, they’d be so intense I needed him to hold me together, ensure I didn’t break into a thousand tiny pieces.
With the slightest shift of his hips, I came.
My head went back and I screamed, clawed, clenched. Milked.
I had no doubt Faith and Destiny heard, and probably everyone else in the building.
He pulled back once, then thrust deep and followed me over. A jagged sound, like a beast coming unleashed, ripped from his throat. His entire body went taut and I could have sworn I felt his cock thicken even more before he spent. Filled me with his seed. The warmth of it coated my insides as even more raw heat poured into my flesh, filling me with so much power, so much energy that I came again, the pleasure pushing me over for long minutes. When it was done, the aftershocks continued to rock me as muscles in my core pulsed randomly, out of sync, caressing his cock—almost as if my body itself was thanking him.
“I could die happy, Trinity. Right now. Inside you.”
I smiled and held him closer, running my shaking fingers through his hair as my pussy continued to pulse and twitch around his length. Happy that he didn’t appear any worse for wear for the energy I’d felt pouring from him. That he’d found pleasure as well. And that for the first time in months, I wasn’t about to crawl out of my skin with need.
That was his first orgasm, the first sexual pleasure he’d ever felt. And he’d found it with me. Inside me. Because of me. I wondered if we were truly more than just Ardor and a male’s awakening, if this intense chemistry would lead us to something more.
If I was ruined for all other men.
Yeah, I totally was.
I had no idea how long we remained locked together, unmoving. Savoring. It had been so incredible, I didn’t want him to pull away. Or out of me. Our skin was sweaty, our breaths ragged. Eventually, our muscles relaxed, our grips loosened, but Leo still kept me pinned to the wall. As if we were anchored together and if separated, we might fall.
He lifted his head, looked at me. For the first time, I saw that his dark eyes were no longer plagued. There was a contentment, a softness to them.
“Hi,” I whispered.
The corner of his mouth tipped up. “Hello, mat
e. That was… incredible.”
“So good,” I agreed.
“If you think that was good, just wait until I have you in a bed. Naked. With hours to test all the forms I learned in training.”
“Training?”
His grin made my entire body break out in goose bumps. “Oh, yes, mate. Every male on Alera has weeks of classes on how to pleasure our mate. Centuries of learning handed down from generation to generation. And I cannot wait to test every single one of them on you.”
Oh yeah, that sounded like a good idea. My pussy was soooo ready for round two. “Okay.”
He smiled fully then and… wow. It was the first time I’d seen him smile, seen the full impact of him.
I was devastated by his looks. Eyes that didn’t blaze with fury, but with heat and simple satisfaction. A nose that had a slight crook and had been broken and hadn’t been healed by one of those wand thingies. A square jaw with dark whiskers. I envisioned him with a beard, but a better thought popped into my head. Him between my thighs, that scruff against my tender skin as he used his wicked, wicked tongue...
“That can be arranged.”
Without any effort, he turned and carried me to the bed, lowered me to it.
He stood before me, tall and proud, and I took him in, legs parted, hand gripping the base of his cock. He’d only opened his pants enough to get his cock free to fuck and now the material was bunched around his hips. But his cock… it was huge. And still rock hard. He’d just come not three minutes earlier and he was still ready.
Did I say huge? Like porn star big. No wonder I’d whimpered when he thrust up into me. My inner walls, now empty, clenched with eagerness for more.
But, he’d been a virgin and no doubt had plenty of pent-up need to still be so hard. With his grip about the base, there were inches… inches of the shaft above it. Glistening with my arousal, proof I’d been as eager for him as I’d said. It was a ruddy plum color, thick veins bulging along the length, as if it had a vital, never-ending supply of blood to keep it hard. The tip was flared, broad and fluid seeped from the tip as if he’d never stopped coming.
His balls hung large and heavy, a blatant sign of his virility, of all the seed he had to give me. Of the amount of it that slipped from my pussy even now.
“You’re in bed, mate. Time to get naked,” he said, his tone laced with command.
He expected me to strip for him as he watched, stroked himself.
Totally worked for me. While I’d come—and come hard—my Ardor had been soothed slightly, but not completely. Otherwise, I’d be unconscious right now after an orgasm of that magnitude.
In our haste to fuck, I’d somehow tangled my jeans around my left sneaker, so I reached down and worked it all off, let them fall to the floor. Coming up onto my knees on the bed, I tugged the remains of my t-shirt off, reached back and removed my bra, tossed it over his shoulder.
I’d never seen such an appreciative gaze from a man before. He looked at me reverently, yet full of sexual heat. Completely lacking in modesty, as if he wanted me to watch him. Needed my attention. His fist stroked him harder, faster and his hips bucked once.
He came with a caveman grunt, a thick spurt of his cum arced and landed on my thighs.
“Goddess save me,” he said as he knelt there and rubbed his seed into my skin. It wasn’t sticky like a human man’s, more like massage oil. The indescribable scent filled my head and I leaned back, arching into his gentle touch, wanting more. Wanting it all over me.
“More, Leo. I need you again.” I reached for him, wrapped my hand around his still hard cock, grateful he didn’t appear to need time to recover. I didn’t want to wait.
When he caught his breath and let his hand fall to his side, his cock was still hard, still aiming straight for me.
“Obviously, I have little control with you,” he said. “You’re too lovely. Seeing your breasts, your pussy, my cum coating it. You are very beautiful, mate. Perfect.”
I licked my lips, wondering how he’d taste—not only his cock but his chest, the tips of his fingers… every inch of his skin—and I swayed toward him, licking my lips. It was as if he were a drug and I needed another fix.
“No. It is you who needs tending,” he said. “To come until your Ardor is soothed.”
I did feel better after the orgasm, but not completely sated. I wanted more. I was eager for it. Primed, even. But Leo, in all his newfound prowess, had been a virgin until a few minutes ago. I got a sense of his bossiness, but his cock would be ruling him now. He’d be like a teenage boy.
I was the experienced one here. If I wanted him to do something, I’d have to tell him. Or… I could show him what I liked, for how else would he know. I had no doubt he’d like it, too.
“Get naked and get on the bed,” I said, practically repeating his words.
He eyed me for a moment, thinking. Perhaps a female hadn’t bossed him around before? Tough. My pussy had needs and I was going to take them—and him—into my own hands.
He stripped at record speed and I settled on the bed, watching as he showed me everything. Muscled shoulders that made me sigh. Tapered waist. Thighs thick as tree trunks. And that cock, pointing straight up at the ceiling.
“How long do you think it will take for you not to spontaneously come when you see me?” I asked, smiling at him. I was teasing, but also serious. We couldn’t leave this apartment if he would come in his pants if his cock was out of control.
“If I don’t breathe in your flowery scent, see the way your nipples tighten beneath my fingers or the way your pussy opens to my cock, then tomorrow.”
“And otherwise…”
His hands gripped the blanket, his eyes roving over me as if he couldn’t get enough. “Otherwise, perhaps the day after. Or next week, all depending on how many times I take you. Make you scream with pleasure. Watch your eyes glaze over as you come, as you milk my seed. Make me yours. Take my joining energy. I will come inside you mate, over and over, until you can’t hold any more. Until you don’t need. While you can have any male of your choosing, as your mate, I will take you until can’t think of anything but me.”
My pussy clenched at the idea of him coming again and again. And again.
“Well, let’s see whose need is sated first,” I replied, crawling over to him.
His eyes flared at the position, at the way the tip of his cock nestled against my lips. I licked the flared crown and he groaned, burying his fingers in my hair. Urging me on.
“What are you doing, mate?”
I grinned. “I learned a few things, too.”
Lifting up, I hovered over his cock, then lowered my open mouth down, one delicious inch of him filling me at a time.
The bedding ripped in his hold when I swallowed, sucked. Teased.
With one strong tug on my hair he lifted me and I rose up on my knees, finding his mouth with mine for a kiss that went on and on until my pussy was weeping, aching. Throbbing.
“Leo.”
“I know what you need.” Before I knew what was happening, I was on my hands and knees and he thrust into me from behind.
The new position—his huge cock—filled me even more. Stretched me as he wrapped his hands around my hips and lifted me off the bed so he could kneel behind me. He positioned me, my legs splayed outside of his.
“Put your hands around my neck and don’t move them without permission.” His order was almost a growl but I complied without thinking. His cock felt so good. His skin pressed to my back. My thighs. So much skin. So much heat. His body was feeding mine once more. Lighting me up on the inside. Making me burn. Want.
I’d do anything he wanted, as long as he didn’t stop.
“Leo. God. Please.” I lifted my hands back up behind my head and locked them around his neck, tugging on his hair in a silent demand that he hurry. Move. Thrust. Fuck me.
He moved one hand to my breast, holding me in place as he pumped up into me, lifting his body and mine. The other hand? I rocked my hips, whim
pered as his fingertips found my exposed clit and rubbed. Played. Rolled the small nub between his fingers.
“This was lesson nine, mate. Do you like it?”
“Nine?” Lesson? What was he talking about? I couldn’t think. I wiggled my hips, tried to lift and lower myself, anything to make the building tension ease.
His very male, very satisfied chuckle barely registered as he toyed with my nipple and sent his hot breath into my ear. “It was always the most intriguing to me. So much freedom for my hands.”
He fucked me. Slowly. His cock moving like a slow-burn engine until the rhythm became the center of my universe. My existence. There was nothing but him. And his hands. His mouth on my shoulder. My neck. His heat and energy filling me up, just like his seed would.
“Come, mate. Take me in. Make me yours.”
His order was a whisper, but my body heard him, felt the hard demand of his fingers on my clit. My body arced as if struck by lightning and he held me close as I shattered, lost my mind. Became nothing more than sensation.
He held me together, and I took everything.
His seed was a hot jet inside me, his growl music to my ears. He was mine. Right now, he was mine, and I wasn’t finished with him yet.
8
Leo
“I still don’t understand why someone left you something at the citadel,” I grumbled, driving down the deserted roads. There were few vehicles this late at night. Everyone was in bed, where I should have been. With Trinity. “It’s just an empty relic now. Multiple royals have entered and found nothing. And you won’t even be able to get inside.”
“Don’t worry about it, just get us there alive. Okay? That’s all we need.” Trinity’s voice was crisp, clear. Confident. Strong.
I loved hearing the power in her, knowing I’d helped make her that way.
Naked. Inside her hungry body. Filling her up.
In the two days since her arrival and my awakening, I’d fucked her until my cock was sore and my body completely drained. Every male on Alera knew the stories about the females’ Ardor. The need for both seed and energy our females were born with. Now, I was part of her. Would remain part of her forever. Our life force mingled. My energy nourishing her cells, preparing her to be a mother, to have children, to be strong enough to survive.
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