Wicked Lucidity

by Wicked Lucidity [lit]

  “Did you call out for him before the night William finally lost what little hold on reality he had?”

  I shook my head no. “I didn’t want to be a burden.”

  “If PJ wouldn’t have blocked you from getting in touch with him, saying she did, then he would have shown up and most likely done what, Karri? Killed everyone in sight? What do you think he’d have done if he had to stand there and see you like that?”

  “I don’t know, Amber.”

  “My work here is done. Go spend the day with Riston. We’ll talk more later. I have a few things I need to take care of.”

  “Amber?”

  She pointed at the door. “Go, spend time with Riston. Don’t worry about work. The team you’re looking for isn’t going to get any more lost in a day. Take this one to yourself, Karri. Be yourself and have fun.”

  I watched her walk away before turning to head back into the kitchen. The minute I got in the door, Riston was on me, picking me up and pressing his mouth to mine. My breathing was choppy to say the least. He’d caught me so off guard that I was powerless to stop him, not that I would have. His tongue searched the crevasses of my mouth, leaving no place unexplored.

  My entire body tightened in respond to his kiss. As my nipples hardened against his powerful chest I moaned, unable to resist him. He lifted me higher and I wrapped my long legs around his waist, leaving my heated core pressed to his erect cock. Something moved around us, some sort of power, a magik that wasn’t mine but was extremely powerful. Since it didn’t seem threatening, I ignored it.

  Riston began walking towards the dinning room, still holding me with our lips locked together. I pulled back a bit. “You’re going to hurt yourself. Put me down.”

  “I can’t. Not yet,” he said, drawing my lower lip into his mouth just a bit.

  “Why?”

  He smiled as he kissed me quickly. “Because where I lay you down is where I’m taking you, Kars. I think it would be more comfortable for you if we used a bed and not the dinning room floor.”

  “Mmm, that sounds very promising. What if I told you to put me down now?”

  “I’m not kidding. I can’t wait another minute to be in you. I know I said I wanted to spend time with you and I still do but I....”

  “Have the overwhelming urge to fuck me until I can’t walk?” I asked, smiling.

  “Yes. How did you know?”

  I kissed his jaw line and let out a soft laugh near his ear. “Because I’ve had the urge to do the same thing to you since the moment I came up from a flip in my front yard to find you standing there.” Reaching down between us, I unbuttoned the top of his jeans and then went to work on getting his tee shirt off him. I was just about to pull it over his head but stopped. I grabbed his glasses and eased them off his face, then went back to pulling his shirt off.

  I tossed it aside and focused on Riston. His broad muscular shoulders drew my gaze in and forced it down his well-defined pecs. Continuing on my visual trace of him, I couldn’t help but lick my lips as my gaze trickled over six-pack and fell upon a think line of black curls that disappeared under his jeans. “Yep. You are most certainly not human. They don’t come built like this.”

  “And how is it you know how human man are and are not built?” he asked, giving me a stern look.

  Ignoring his question, I took his glasses and put them back onto his face. He went to open his mouth, no doubt to repeat his question and I pressed my finger to his lips. “Hold that thought.” I took hold of my orange, ripped tee shirt and pulled it over my head.

  Since I wasn’t wearing a bra, Riston now had a full view of my bare breasts. His gaze went instantly to them. As his jaw dropped, I snickered. “I’m sorry, honey, what were you asking me?”

  He didn’t respond. Instead, he lifted me higher and captured one of my nipples in his moist mouth. He circled the erect pebble with his tongue and moaned as he walked quickly towards the staircase. Tipping my head back, I savored every second of the sensations that tore through me as he continued to climb the stairs while sucking gently on my nipple.

  We made it almost all the way up before he switched breasts, taking that nipple into his mouth as well and moaning yet again. My hands went to his hair and I held tight as he brought me close to my zenith by only touching my breasts. He headed straight for my room, never bumping into anything even though I was blocking his view.

  As he began to lay me down, I knew we’d finally made it to my bed. Riston set me down gently but didn’t stay with me. Instead, he kissed his way down my torso, licked my belly button making me giggle and stopped when he reached the top of my light grey loose-fitting exercise pants. He tugged on them and began to pull them down, exposing the thin, barely there thatch of dark blonde curls I kept on my mound. The outfits I wore were too revealing to leave anything else there and by the looks of it, Riston didn’t mind in the least.

  He kissed my mons and slid my pants off the rest of the way, quickly returning to the apex of my thighs. He parted my slit and licked my swollen bud, sending a shockwave of pleasure through me. I arched my back let out a soft moan.

  Riston moved down just a bit and inserted his tongue into my pussy while he began to tweak my clit with his fingers. I clawed at the sheets, needing anything I could find to ground myself with. My magik was pushing hard, trying to surface and I didn’t want it to.

  “Riston, please....”

  He shook his head no with his tongue still in me. The movement made my inner thighs quiver and my magik beat wildly against my hold on it. I had never felt anything like it. “Gods, please. I can’t hold in it. It hurts.”

  “Let it go then, Karri,” he said, inserting his finger into my pussy and licking my clit. “Let it go.”

  “But, please, uh.”

  “Mmm, you taste so good. I’ll never get tired of sampling you, Karri. Never.” He added another finger and I squirmed. “So tight, honey. So sweet.”

  “Riston?” I fought to stay in control and knew I was losing the battle. The second Riston began to finger fuck me my pending orgasm hit. My legs acted of their own accord as they moved together, cupping the sides of his face. He chuckled into my pussy and lapped up my cream. When he didn’t stop licking me, rubbing me, fingering me I pushed up hard, sliding my entire body up the bed and away from him.

  “No more,” I panted.

  Riston moved up and over me faster than a human could and gave me a sexy smile. “Oh, Kari, we are only just beginning. That was just one small taste.”

  He stopped and unzipped his jeans. I tried to sit up and help him but he picked that moment to cover my mouth with his, letting me taste myself on his lips. It was his turn to moan as he kissed me wildly, moving around a bit as he worked his jeans off.

  Riston settled his body between my legs and the second I felt the rounded head of his cock pressing against my pussy my eyes widened. There was no way he was going to fit in me. I tried to move out from under him but he picked that moment to insert into me, ever-so-slightly.

  Crying out, I clutched onto the back of his arms and held on for dear life as he spread the lips of my channel wide. I was convinced that if I hadn’t have been wet from him going down on me and bringing me to peak, he’d have torn me open wide. He pushed in more and a tiny scream tore free from me.

  He stopped. “Kari? Am I hurting you?”

  I nodded as I fought for breath.

  Suddenly, the magik I’d sensed downstairs was back, running through my body and settling in my groin. Riston’s eyes widened. “Kars, you feel so fucking good to me that I didn’t know I was causing you pain.” He went to pull out and I seized hold of his arms.

  “No, don’t go. I just need a minute to adjust to you, big guy.”

  “Big guy?” he arched a brown and smiled. “Mmm, I could get used to hearing that.”

  Reaching up, I took hold of the back of his neck and pulled his mouth down to meet mine. His cock entered me even more and he tried to back away. I bit at his lower lip, hard enoug
h to catch his attention. He made an animalistic sound before pushing his tongue into my mouth. The very act of kissing me left my pussy relaxing just enough to help him ease in and he did. As he continued to enter me, I wondered if he’d ever end. He hit my cervix, causing me to jump a bit. He moaned. “Karri.”

  Wrapping my legs around his waist, I helped him slide in the rest of the way. “I hope you’re all the way in because you have run out of space in there, Riston.”

  He chuckled as he began to ease out of me slowly. “I’m a very happy man, let’s leave it at that.”

  I held tight to him as he began to work himself in and out, slow at first, allowing my body time to adjust. As he covered my mouth with his again, he began to thrust, taking me faster in a more aggressive manner. I knew it was the alpha in him and if it didn’t feel so good, I’d have thought to challenge him just to say I did.

  “There, right there,” I whispered, clinging to him.

  “Karri.” He bit his lower lip and looked away from me. “Maybe you shouldn’t talk.”

  Smiling, I cupped his face, directing his attention and his gaze back to me. “You feel so good in me, Riston. Mmm, filling me completely.” As his jaw went slack I tipped my head up bit, knowing the effect I had on him and loving it. “There, Riston, mmm, more.”

  Riston shifted a bit as he drilled me into the bed, leaving his lower abdomen caressing my swollen, ripe clit as he fucked me. I bucked beneath him, savoring the feel of having him filling me. Tiny bursts of pleasure radiated throughout me with each pass he made. I kissed at his jaw line, his neck, his ears, anything I could get to, panting softly as I went.

  As I felt a pending orgasm fast approaching, I began countering Riston’s moves with more aggression, speeding it along. My power picked that moment to tear free of my grasp. It hit the foreign power around us and instantly merged with it. Suddenly, everything seemed even more intense, more pleasurable than it already was--as if that were even possible. I knew then that the power was Riston’s that I felt and I knew that it was familiar to me.

  Riston arched his back at the same moment that my pussy clenched his cock tight and my orgasm hit me. He didn’t move. I shook my head, not understanding the strange sensation in my pussy. It felt as though his cock was swelling deep within me, filling me with its expanding girth. “Riston?”

  “I’m part lycan,” he whispered, sounding incredibly strained.

  Shocked but somehow not freaked out by his admission, I pressed my lips to his. “In that case, roll over.”

  I felt a hot wave of his come fill me just as Riston’s jaw dropped. “Karri, I can’t pull out right now. I’ll hurt you.”

  “RJ, I didn’t ask you to pull out, I asked you to roll onto your back.”

  Something moved over his face as he stared down at me. Another jet of come filled me as Riston rolled onto his back, taking me with him and leaving me straddling his waist as I lay on top of him. He suddenly felt even bigger in the new position. I gathered my wits about me and relaxed as another wave of his come filled me. I began to sway my hips slightly, mixing tiny thumps in as I went. He growled and arched his back.

  “Kars,” he bit out. “What are you doing?”

  “Does it hurt?” I asked, knowing it didn’t by the rate at which his cock began spitting more and more seed into me.

  He shook his head and clenched his teeth. “No. It feels so fucking good that I don’t think the swelling will ever go down. You’re so tight. I can’t make it relax, baby.”

  I swiveled just a bit, making tiny half circles on his cock. It left my clit rubbing against his hard abdomen and me stimulating his cock. Another orgasm took hold of me, leaving me throwing my head back and doing, fast, short, jerky movements that made my pussy toy with his expanded shaft.

  Small animalistic noises sounded from me as I rode him. Riston growled out and held tight to my hips, holding my body to him as if I’d even dream of going anywhere. “Kars, stop. Please.”

  More come filled my womb as he remained locked in me, jetting again and again. I rode him with the tiny movements even more, savoring the feel of him and tweaking my clit as I went. Something big began to build in me. Gasping, I put my hands on Riston’s chests to steady myself as I continued to ride him.

  “Karri.”

  His cock picked them to fill me full of his hot, jetting come. As a lycan, he could come again and again and I wanted all that he had. Dropping down, I began to rub my body against his, allowing my nipples to run over his hard chest while I continued to take his insanely thick cock deep into my pussy. I nipped playfully at his lips. When he closed his tight I drew back. “Riston?”

  He shook his head and refused to meet my gaze. It hit me then. “You have the urge to bite me, don’t you?”

  When he closed his eyes slowly, I knew the answer to that was yes. I pulled my hair to one side and leaned down towards him, offering him my neck. “Open your eyes.”

  He did.

  “Do it,” I said, feeling the swelling in his cock easing a bit. I took the opportunity to begin moving up and down on him, fucking him with full motions while I offered him my neck. “Take it, Riston.”

  “No,” he bit out without moving his lips. “I have to tell you something first. You have a right to know....”

  My power surged, sending a jolting amount of magik through us both. It whipped us around, keeping our bodies locked together but putting Riston back on top. It was then that I understood--he was dominant and needed this, needed to be in control of it all.

  Another power moved around us, this one came from him and moved through me as Riston brought his head down. I waited for him to bite me but felt only pleasure as he began thrusting into me again. Slowly, I started to notice the feel of tiny thread like pieces of power weaving back and forth between us.

  “Riston, what’s happening?”

  He didn’t answer. He kept his head buried in the crock of my neck as he slid in and out of me, pushing me closer and closer to culmination. I held tight to him, scared of what was happening but gaining too much pleasure from him to want to end it. The invisible cords seemed to wrap tighter around me, mystically attaching the two of us together. My head said fight it but my body wanted it more than life itself.

  I began to feel light headed and tried hard to stay focused but the feel of him in me and the orgasm that was working its way over me left me a splendid stupor.

  “Mine,” Riston said hoarsely as he pulled back a bit. The moment I spotted blood on his lower lip, I knew that he’d used his power to take the pain away while he bit me. “Mine.”

  My stomach clenched tight. I fought to keep from crying out but gave in, letting what felt natural come to me. I yanked hard on him. “Riston.”

  Nodding, he lifted his hand, let one claw erect from the end of his fingertip and cut a line into his pec, leaving blood welling to the surface fast. Something primitive took over, making my breathing shot off the charts and my body tingle everywhere.

  Riston cupped the back of my head as he lower his upper body down to me. I didn’t hesitate. I did what felt natural--I ran my tongue over his wound and moaned as the copper taste of his blood filled my mouth. I swallowed, taking him into me, feeling the threads that were between us mystically pulling up together so tight that I thought we might never separate.

  Swiping my tongue over his wound again, I stopped and sucked just a bit. Riston went into a frenzy, pushing and slamming into me, driving his cock so far into me that I couldn’t even cry out. I drank him down while I accepted every inch of him into my body. Slamming down, he held firm, filling me with his seed yet again.

  “Riston,” I panted as I hit my zenith yet again. A sudden veil of fatigue seemed to drift over me and I fought to keep my eyes open but failed. “Riston ... what’s ... ?”

  He continued to make love to me, leaving my orgasm lasting longer than it should. I felt his cock swelling once more and did my best to stay awake. He apparently had other ideas. “Sleep, Kars.”

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nbsp; “RJ? What’s ... happening?”

  He chucked lightly as his seed filled me. “It’s okay. I promise. You’re tired because I had to take a good deal of blood to complete the bonding, honey. You’re a hell of a lot more powerful than I thought and it wouldn’t have worked any other way.” He kissed my lips gently. “I’m happy that you know it’s me, Kars.”

  “Happy I know what? Bonding? Riston?”

  He sighed. “It’s me, Karri-Lynn. It’s RJ.”

  “Riston?” I slipped further into a state of relaxation and felt my hand slide off his arm.

  “I’m sorry, Kars. I am. I couldn’t stop the natural urge to claim you because you’re my mate. If I’d have known it was going to be that intense I would have told you everything. I wouldn’t have taken you until you knew the truth, baby. I thought that the ritual of acceptance needed to be performed on you for mating to take place. I didn’t....”

  I couldn’t help but giggled. “Now you sound like PJ.”

  Riston took a sharp breath in. “Karri, did my sister perform the ritual on you?”

  “She painted me with symbols and chanted like a crazy tribal woman. Is that what you mean?”

  It was Riston’s turn to laugh. “Trust her to think of everything.”

  “She also said she performed the blessing twice.” I thought about PJ grinning when she did it. “She told me that it would teach that two hundred year old pain in her ass a lesson.” Giving in, I began to slip into a state of total abandonment. A tiny giggle erupted from me.

  Riston held his position, continuing to fill me with his seed. “Ha, ha, but you won’t be laughing if her blessing worked.”

  I gave off a very tired laugh.

  “Kars, I can’t pull out of you yet and have already filled you with more come than your body could ever accept. If PJ’s blessing worked, we’ll be having twins, wife. You’re mine, Karri, my mate, my wife now. And I will never let you go again.”

  * * * *

  I blinked several times as I seriously considered waking up. Snuggling closer to Rison’s warmth, I purred lightly as a shiver ran over me. He chuckled and the sound warmed my heart.