by Cara Wylde
“Mmm… come on, stop teasing. Lick that pussy, baby.”
He groaned in approval, her bold request making his cock swell even more. His tongue dived right between her folds and found her small entrance. He pushed in, loving the way Avelyn spread her legs wider and thrust her pussy against his mouth.
“Oh yes! Don’t stop…”
He pushed his tongue up her tight cavern as deep as he could, eyes closed, completely focused on her delicious taste. He thought of how he’d never have enough of his wife’s juices, and Avelyn heard him.
“You won’t have to, baby,” she whispered. “Just the thought of your cock buried deep inside me makes me cream myself even more.” And, indeed, she brought that image up on her mind screen and made sure Max could access it. She knew he saw it too when she felt his hands squeeze her ass and his tongue go up to lick her hard clit. She threw her head back and moaned, but tried not to lose the thought of them fucking, the image of his big cock pounding her soaked pussy. She loved using their telepathic bond to make their sex even more mind-blowing. “Yes, yes, right there!” She was so close that she could barely control her body. Her knees were slowly turning into jelly, and her hips were moving in rhythm with Max’s tongue on her clit, trying to intensify the friction. She used two fingers to part her pussy lips even more, and pressed his head against her mound with her other hand. “I’m coming… I’m coming… don’t stop…” The first orgasm took over her body, clouding her mind, and making her release a long, shaky scream. Waves of pleasure washed over her, and every time she thought it would be over, Max pressed his tongue against her clit, drawing out another wave. He tried to catch as much of her juices as he could without ignoring her hard nub.
Finally, she came down from her height and opened her eyes. The sky was perfectly clear, covered in thousands of stars that seemed to be looking down at their naked bodies. She loved the idea of the entire nature witnessing their love, so she kept Max like that, with his face pressed up against her pussy, a minute longer. Her body, however, wanted something else. Her tight passage couldn’t wait to be stuffed full by his gorgeous cock. It was throbbing painfully, and Avelyn had to let go of Max’s head and let him rise back to his feet. She looked up into his eyes, ready to make a very serious demand.
“I want you to fuck me hard from behind.”
It was one of Avelyn’s favorite positions. She turned around and walked to the nearest tree, then bent over and made sure to hold onto it tightly. She spread her legs, letting Max see her wet folds and hungry entrance, and she immediately heard him growl with impatience and step behind her. He took his time to massage her ass and slap her cheeks lightly, enjoying the tiny ripples he caused.
“Baby, you’ve no idea how much I love your big, sexy ass.” He squeezed it hard, leaving deep, red marks on her skin.
“Make it shake.”
“Oh, I will. Trust me, I will.”
He positioned the head of his cock at her entrance, and pushed in gently. He knew he couldn’t hurt her, but he wanted to feel her inch by inch. He was determined to enjoy every second of it. Her slick walls welcomed him, clenching around his thick rod, letting him know how ready her pussy was to milk him dry. He kept pushing until he was completely inside, his balls brushing against her folds.
“Come on, baby. Make that ass shake. Give me all you’ve got.”
Max pulled out and slammed himself back in, loving the way her body responded to his assault. She moaned and pushed her hips back to meet his thrusts.
“Oh yes! Yes! Fuck me!”
Her loud screams made it impossible for him to hold back. He couldn’t possibly take things slowly when she was demanding to be fucked hard and fast, and his balls were already too eager to release their load deep inside her. So, he squeezed her ass with both hands to keep her firmly in place, and started moving just the way she wanted him to move. Her moans and screams filled the air, and soon he was grunting and moaning too, the sensations too much for him to handle. He simply loved how her walls clenched down on him, how her pussy throbbed around him and released juices that made the friction so much better.
“You’re so wet, Avelyn. I love your wet pussy.”
“Mmm… Max, fuck my wet pussy with that big cock!”
“So close…”
He reached around her hips to find her clit and rub it with two fingers. He would soon coat her walls with his seed, but he wanted to make her come again first. He felt her tense, and he knew her orgasm was close, so close.
“Ah… Come with me…”
Max’s cock grew even bigger inside her and his balls tightened under the unbearable pressure. He rubbed her clit in quick, firm circles, and she cried out, her whole body shaking with the power of her orgasm. Only then did he allow himself to come, pushing his cock deep inside her and shooting long streams of seed close to the entrance of her womb.
They rode their orgasms together, moaning and moving slightly out of sync. Avelyn could barely hold herself up, and she was grateful when she felt Max’s arms sneak around her waist to hold her still. Her pussy milked the last drops of cum, still throbbing around his cock in the afterglow of her release. They stayed like that for long minutes, their bodies joined, their muscles relaxing one by one.
“How I missed this,” she said. “This is how I like it. Fast and hard. No holding back.”
He laughed and leaned in to kiss her back. “Well, that’s what you’re going to get from now on.”
“Good. Every day. Promise?”
“I promise.”
CHAPTER FIVE
Breaking Dawn
Given that baby Nikolas was born in November, no one was able to focus on anything else that month. They all gravitated around the little wolf, driving Avelyn insane, as she only got to spend time alone with her child only when she fed him. Even when he slept, there was almost always someone who wanted to watch over him. She was slowly coming to the conclusion that the best solution was to have another baby, and then another, so the Crescents, the Moon Children, and the Dark Wolves would have enough children to play with. As things were right now, poor Nikolas was constantly surrounded by the smiling faces of some weird people who seemed to want something from him.
When December came, however, Max started organizing everyone and giving them various things to take care of. The winter solstice was coming, which meant that they had to prepare for the annual summit. Karl had gathered some interesting information in Alaska, and they intended to present it at the meeting. The summit was not only between the members of the Council. Important politicians from all over the world were coming to London. Humans and shape-shifters, Alphas and Betas, they were all meeting to discuss pressing issues and to make sure that nothing threatened the peace between the factions. It was the perfect opportunity for the Blackmanes to reveal what they had been working on. And it was good. It was really good. Even though Max and Karl weren’t acting as advisers anymore, the friendship of Arthur Harington, Calder Grimmr, and Dimitri Voinom ensured their presence at the summit. Max had already announced to the Council that everyone would want to listen to what he, Karl, and Jocelyn had to say, and the Council made sure to give them a spot in the busy schedule of the event.
Avelyn accompanied Max to London, but she would only join him for the cocktail after the meeting. She didn’t have a problem with that, as the last thing she needed was to get involved in politics. She made sure she spent her day shopping with Rosanna, Daniel, and Caleb, then she came back to the hotel, where Rosanna helped her get dressed for the cocktail. Kevin would come to take her there.
Max was waiting for them in front of the building, surrounded by journalists, photographers, and the guards who were making sure everything was fine. He smiled when the car pulled over and Kevin got out, walked around it, and opened the door on Avelyn’s side. Max stepped closer to the car and offered her his hand. She took it gently and smiled up at him.
“Hi…”
“Hello, beautiful. I hope you had a wonderful day.
”
“Oh, I did. Check your bank account when you have the chance and see for yourself.”
Max laughed and waited for her to smooth out her dress before offering her his arm and guiding her to the party.
“You look amazing! I love the dress.”
“Rosanna helped me choose it.”
Indeed, the long, green cocktail dress hugged her curves perfectly, emphasizing her firm breasts and the roundness of her hips. The color went amazingly well with her reddish hair and sea-blue eyes, and definitely matched Max’s green eyes. She was wearing black high-heeled sandals that made her look much taller and imposed a sexy sway to her hips when she walked. Max was not surprised when they entered the room and all eyes turned on her.
“Wow! There are so many people…”
“And they’re coming from all over the world… These are the people you have to make friends with. Actually, their wives. You never know when Clan Blackmane might need support, and women are known for building strong friendships.”
“When they’re not competing with each other,” she said.
“Except shifter-brides have no reason to compete.” He grinned. “That’s the beauty of it. Shape-shifters are faithful to their mates. They only have eyes for their wives.”
Avelyn looked around her and smiled. All the women in the room were incredibly beautiful. They were all shifter-brides who had been raised and educated in the best boarding schools. She saw Viggo approach them, but to her disappointment, he was alone.
“Avelyn.” Viggo kissed her hand.
“Viggo. It’s nice to see you again.”
“Always a pleasure. You look ravishing. How is little Nikolas?”
“Thank you! He’s at the Schloss with his nanny.” Just as she was getting ready to ask him what she was dying to know, Karl and Jocelyn appeared. Jocelyn offered Avelyn a glass of champagne.
“I don’t think I should…”
“One glass won’t hurt,” said Jocelyn.
They both looked very happy, though a bit tired, so Avelyn felt compelled to ask them about the meeting. Judging by their wide smiles, she already knew it had gone well. She turned to Max.
“So, tell me: how was the meeting?”
“I thought you’d never ask!” He kissed her cheek in excitement. “It went way better than expected.”
“Yes,” said Karl. “We might even get our privileges back. Councilor Voinom would rather have us as advisers regardless of what happened in September than have to work with his sons.”
“Well, let’s not get ahead of ourselves,” said Jocelyn. “For now, it’s good we convinced them to look into the problem with the werefoxes.”
“Except we managed more than that.” Max turned to Avelyn, “You won’t believe it, but we’ve actually convinced the Council to issue a law that says the fox-shifters are now only allowed to buy brides for their Alphas and Betas alone.”
“Oh my… This is serious. How did you even manage it?”
Karl was the one who answered her. “While I was in Alaska, investigating the five-tailed Inari’s clan, I discovered some things that I knew wouldn’t sit well with anyone in the Council or outside of it. It seems that, indeed, some of the biggest fox clans have been trying to produce a Kyubi, a nine-tailed fox, by buying human brides for all the male members of their earths. The worst part is that they know they have very slim chances of achieving what they want, but they’re still trying. Even if a Kyubi is never born, they are still increasing their numbers, and they’ve also started investing a lot in their children’s education.”
“The wiser they become, the greater chances they have to grow more tails…” said Avelyn thoughtfully.
“… and the greater chances of learning how to use them,” added Jocelyn.
“They could become really powerful and dangerous.” Avelyn turned to Max. “And you told all these things to the Council?”
“Yes.”
Viggo took a sip of champagne and cleared his throat to get their attention. “Truth is… if the werefoxes learn how to use their tails to produce jolts of electricity and control lightning, not even the weredragons can stand in their way.”
“Hmm… don’t you happen to have some magic of your own?” asked Avelyn.
Viggo raised an eyebrow and gave her a wicked smile. She was clever, he had to give her that. “Maybe we do, maybe we don’t. You see, nature has a way of balancing things out. Dragons can live for thousands of years, and this makes us wise and powerful. Foxes, however, have the shortest life span. They only live around 200-250 years. But, if they use their time well, then they can become extremely dangerous to all the other shape-shifters who live longer than them.”
“It does make sense…” Avelyn made a note to herself: she had to start reading as much as possible about all the shape-shifters in the world. There were hundreds of therianthropology studies, old and new, covering many aspects of the shape-shifters’ origins, traditions, culture, and specific abilities. There were even some which claimed there might be more than five types of shape-shifters. Now, that was an interesting topic.
“Nonetheless, we’ve got what we wanted,” said Max. “We’ve revealed their plan, and the Council is going to make sure the werefoxes never become numerous and powerful enough to afford challenging the peace treaty.”
“Why would they even want to do something like that?” asked Avelyn.
“We don’t know yet,” said Jocelyn. “We have some theories, but it’s impossible to know for sure.”
“If I had spent a bit more time in Alaska, maybe we would have known now…” Karl shrugged his shoulders and finished his glass of champagne. Yes, many things would have been different now if Sabine hadn’t decided to carry out her vendetta against Clan Blackmane. They would have known more about the werefoxes’ plans, they would have still been Voinom’s advisers, many Crescents, Moon Children, and Dark Wolves wouldn’t have died… But there was no point in thinking about the past. Yes, they had all taken a huge blow, but they were strong and united. Together, they could start over and build on what they still had. “I’m going to get another glass of champagne,” he said, snapping everyone out of their thoughts.
Max asked Avelyn if she’d like to meet some of his friends and work partners, and she accepted. It was time for Avelyn Blackmane to make her entrance in her husband’s world.
***
She tried to keep the smile on her face and make light conversation with the people in front of her, but she couldn’t focus. Her eyes would search the crowd for Viggo’s blond head and golden eyes. Finally, she spotted him a few feet away from her, talking to Councilor Christian Kwahu. She turned back to the petite brunette who kept going on and on about some dress she saw at the mall and wanted to buy, nodded although she had no idea what the woman had said in the past five minutes, then tried to find the perfect moment to excuse herself. The woman smiled pleasantly, although Avelyn was sure she didn’t appreciate being interrupted, much less being left like that, before she even had the chance to finish her story. But Avelyn didn’t care. She just needed to ask Viggo some questions, and she had been trying to catch him alone for what felt like hours. He still wasn’t alone, but at least the eagle councilor was a nice guy.
“Excuse me, I’m so sorry to interrupt you,” she said, offering Christian and Viggo her most beautiful smile.
“Oh, Mrs. Blackmane! Good evening! It’s such a pleasure to see you again!” Christian kissed her hand. He looked genuinely pleased to see her.
“Hello, Mr. Kwahu. The pleasure is mine. How are you?”
“I’m fine. Thank you for asking. A bit tired after the meeting today, but I couldn’t possibly miss this wonderful party.”
They exchanged a couple more pleasantries, then the councilor got the hint that Avelyn actually wanted to speak to the dragon-shifter. He excused himself, telling them he had some people to say “hello” to. He wasn’t lying either. As a councilor, he rarely had any time to breathe and simply enjoy his wine or champa
gne.
“He’s a great fellow, don’t you think?” Viggo offered Avelyn his arm. He had a good idea about what she wanted to ask him, so he thought they might as well have the conversation on the balcony, where there were less people who could overhear them.
“Yes, he is. I can’t quite figure him out, though.”
“There’s nothing to figure out.”
“Max said he might have been on our side back in September.”
“Max was right.”
“But why?” Avelyn looked at Viggo’s profile, at his straight nose and slightly pointed chin. She thought how unfair the dragon’s traditions were. Because he was a Beta, Viggo couldn’t take a bride before his Alpha. Such a waste… Any Dracones girl at Alma Venus would have probably loved to be with this incredibly handsome man.
“Christian Kwahu is a simple man. Or eagle-shifter, if you will. But then, eagle-shifters are never complicated. It’s their nature. They’re artists. They like to paint, sing, dance… They like freedom and they don’t care much for politics. All Christian wanted was to prevent things from escalating, that’s why he was on our side. Find the easiest solution, apply it, and move on.”
“I see… Well, I can’t say I’m complaining.” They reached the balcony and Avelyn took a moment to admire the starry night. It was very cold outside, but she felt comfortable even in her sleeveless dress. “I wanted to ask you about my friend, Delyse. I know you bought her for Eric Drekinn, so I was thinking I’d see her here tonight.”
Viggo put his hands in the pockets of his dress pants and sighed. He knew this moment would come.
“Max told me. That you bought her, I mean.”