Page 74 of How to Keep a Fae

Her last heat was amazing.

This time, it is sharp, clear, and insanity all rolled into one.

This time, she is going to be bred.

I scoop her off the couch and stride for her nest as August tosses off his armor.

“Look at this pretty nest,” I say as I lower her into the center of the dark, intimate nook that leads off the bedroom. “All clean and soft.”

August lets the covering drop behind him, enclosing us together.

Trapping Adaline with us.

“We’re going to ruin it, little mate. Ruin you in it.” The silkgown turns to tatters in my hands. I like her laying on the remnants of her gown, her breathing fast and shallow, her body already giving off that gold dust as she submits to her heat.

I stroke a single finger down her body from her throat to her pussy, and tap.

Her legs part with a sob.

I lean in close to her cute little pointed ear and growl, deep, filthy, full of carnal intent.

“Our sweet little breeder,” I croon as she huffs and pants, arching up for my dick. “Is that you?”

“Oh, goddess, please!”

“She likes the sound of that,” August says.

He likes the sound of it, too.

Fuck, I fucking love it.

“Breeder.” I purr, pumping a single finger into her dripping cunt, watching her face contort with pleasure from even so light a touch. “Ours. Ours to breed and feed whenever and however we choose.” My wet finger smears over her belly, where I rest my palm. “You smell fertile, Adaline. Ready to be bred.”

She comes with a squeal.

I’m not even touching her and she is coming for me.

August was right. She is breathtaking.

She is also ours.

Adaline

His cock slams deep, and my body contorts. With his fingers locked around my throat, he takes me hard and fast. He comes without warning, leaving me aching for more. He doesn’t evenwait for his knot to soften, just pulls out savagely, tearing a squeal from my lips.

August tumbles me onto my hands and knees and fills me with a groan.

Smack.

Smack.

Smack.

Our flesh slaps together, sending jolts of pure heated pleasure straight to my core and setting a familiar achy pleasure-pain sensation blooming deep.

Smack.

Smack.

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