Page 28 of To Run with the Wild Hunt

"You're mine, Alexis Sharpe," Nuada snarled, his cock flexing as he said the words. A bead of wet slid down along the ring to fall in a silver line. He crouched down over me, his precome dripping onto my wet pussy. "And I intend to claim you."

Oh, fuck, I was such a fucking slut for this, loved the sight of his dripping cock—

"Th-that… that won't fit—"

He stroked himself, long slow movements that sent more of his slick dripping down onto me, the visual making my core clench with a flash of pleasure. Nuada dragged his crimson gaze down along my body, licking his lips in anticipation.

"Rest assured, it will," he said with hungry possessiveness. He wrapped his silver fingers around my breast, squeezing hard enough that I whimpered again, my head falling back and hips lifting. Nuada laughed, low and satisfied. He leaned close, his lips brushing my throat. "Surrender," he demanded, his voice husky.

"I already told you," I panted out, jerking my face away and shoving myself a fraction further from him, heels digging into the dirt. "Fucking make me."

"Ahhh," he breathed. "Very well." All the seduction left him in an instant as he grabbed me by the throat, his silver bones digging into my soft skin. He hauled me away from the outcropping by my neck, his fingers tightening until I saw stars.

I mewled, a tiny helpless sound, my heartbeat too loud and my vision too dark. He smirked, then flung me down against the ground. Before I could hope to recover, gasping for air as my blood rushed back into my head, Nuada hooked his arms under my legs and hoisted my hips up, my shoulders scraping across the ground.

I tried to kick, feeling like I should fight, but I was too tired and the heat of his cock pressing against my pussy was too perfect. All I could do was shift my hips as if I might escape, trying to wriggle away despite the grip of his hands. But it felt so good, and I couldn't stop myself from squirming, bucking my hips up against the blunt head of his cock. The heavy beat of his pulse commanded mine, forcing my body to relax. Every breath came with the edge of a whimper, the feel of his hard shaft rubbing against my slick skin commanding my full attention.

Nuada lined his cock up with my entrance, eyes flicking up to my face with feral want. "That's right. Be a good girl and take it."

The command rocked into me with the force of a tidal wave, and I couldn't grab enough willpower to resist him. I cried out with the pleasure of it, back arching as a spike of power drove through my core, and a heartbeat later Nuada thrust into me.

My whole world narrowed in an instant to the drive of his cock as he commanded my body to take him. I could feel it happen—the blunt head of his cock like the prow of a ship as he cleaved me open, bottoming out in my depths before pushing past them. My body bowed around him, transfixed by the massive girth spearing into me, deeper than anything I'd ever taken before.

He growled, low and rolling, and drove himself into my core.

I cried out, my hand going to my stomach as he pushed past my navel, my body changing to suit him. The pressure of his cock drew back with a sense of aching loss, then drove in again, filling me with uncompromising demand.

Nuada started moving faster, his thrusts matched with hard jerks against my thighs as he demanded everything my body could give him. I answered him without even thinking about it, bucking up against his shaft, gripping down on him with a moan of satisfaction. Even that small response was enough to make him stake his claim, and with a snarl, he snapped his hips forward, everything inside me shifting as he forced me to take his length.

I let out another shuddering moan as I felt his skin against mine, his cock fully hilted in me. I couldn't stop my thighs from shaking, my pussy spasming around his thick length, stretched almost beyond bearing.

"Good girl," he growled, drawing his hips back before slamming them against me again. Nuada started fucking me in earnest, rutting into me with the relentless aggression of an animal.

The words sent a wash of raw pleasure through me, making me shudder and gasp as the reward of obedience to the Master of the Hunt shimmered under my skin. Every movement of his cock as he fucked me made the tension inside me spike into unbearable need, my eyes wide and unseeing as I teetered on the brink of ecstasy. I wanted it, needed it, had to come or I would die—

I tried to shift my hand to touch myself, but Nuada grabbed me by the wrists and pinned them above my head, holding me down as I bucked up against him, desperate for it.

Nuada shifted his angle, dropping my hips a fraction, and suddenly every drive of his hips rammed his pubic bone against my throbbing clit with a searing pleasure. My whole body started shaking, the tension in my muscles growing as I gripped down around the unyielding pressure of his cock. It felt so good, oh fuck, the pleasure radiating into my core as he bottomed out in me over and over and over again. I couldn't stop whimpering, his hand like a manacle around my wrists, my body falling into the rhythm of the spikes of pleasure as Nuada's thrusts pressed his pelvis against my needy clit.

It felt like falling apart—like I was shivering to pieces, held together only by necessity, disintegrating from the tension I couldn't escape. "Please!" I sobbed out, hot tears stinging my eyes as I met his every thrust, fucking myself onto his cock. "Please, I surrender, Nuada, ohmigod, please let me come—"

"Beg again," he snarled, fucking me without mercy.

I whimpered, trying to angle my hips so he'd hit me just right, and he denied me, not letting me have what we both knew I needed. "Please, please, I have to come, please make me come—" I couldn't even keep getting the words out, my whole body screaming for release, everything focused on the press and drag of his cock spreading me open. "Oh, God, please—"

"That's my good girl," he said in a growl. "Shall I be a generous god, and let you have it?"

"Nykhir, please—" I begged, arching up into him.

He shuddered at the sound of his true name, his hips stuttering, but in the moment before he lost himself Nuada snarled, "Come for me."

His cock drove into my depths as ecstasy shattered me. I screamed out my pleasure as my core slammed down against him in waves, my whole body bucking up against Nuada as his hot come spurted into me. The pressure of his cock inside me spiked as he came, his cockhead flaring and come filling me behind that seal.

And I just kept fucking coming, every shift of his hips matching the pulsing rhythm of my core as pleasure rocked through me with the force of an earthquake, making me whimper. My fingers clutched at the air, wet dripping down my thighs and ass as everything built on itself—until Nuada snarled and drew back a few inches before slamming himself home.

Everything fell apart, my whole body releasing as I squirted around his cock, a flood of heat and ecstasy that took everything I had. I shook, my mouth open in a silent o as I had the best fucking orgasm of my life, stretched beyond bearing and taken to the limits of my endurance. It felt incredible, my whole existence leveled by the force of my orgasm, bliss and the pleasure of obedience combining to leave me a panting wreck sprawled beneath him as I came down from the peak.

The look of raw ecstasy on my Hunter's face made my pussy spasm again, the aftershock leaving me whimpering as he rocked his hips against me, the pressure easing. He held himself above me on all fours as another shudder ran down his body, his head hanging and breath coming hard.

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