Page 29 of Chains of Nightshade

I lift Vera out of the water, her body trembling in my arms. The moonlight caresses her skin, making her look ethereal, almost otherworldly. I lay her down on the soft grass of the shore, her wet hair fanning out around her like a halo. My gaze rakes over her, hungry, possessive.

With a flick of my wrist, I pull her soaked clothes off of her, revealing the soft curves of her body. My tail flicks with anticipation as I lean over her, capturing one of her rosy nipples between my lips. I suck hard, eliciting a sharp moan from her. The sound reverberates through me, stoking the fire that's been building since our first encounter in the dreamscape.

I move to her other breast, my tongue circling the hardened peak before I nip at it, relishing the way she squirms beneath me. Her fingers thread through my hair, pulling me closer, urging me on. I oblige, lavishing her breasts with attention, my hands roaming her body, exploring every dip and curve.

Her legs part for me as I settle between them, my cock hard and aching for release. I position myself at her entrance, the heat of her pussy radiating against my tip. With a thrust of my hips, I slide into her, her tightness enveloping me, drawing me deeper.

Vera gasps, her back arching off the ground, her eyes wide with a mixture of pleasure and surprise. I still for a moment,letting her adjust to my size, before I begin to move, my thrusts slow and deliberate.

The sight of her beneath me, her body impaled on my cock, is intoxicating. It ignites a primal urge within me, a need to claim her, to possess her completely. I grip her hips, holding her in place as I increase my pace, driving into her with wild abandon.

"Gods, Vera," I growl, my voice a with desire. "Ever since I first saw you in your dreams, I've wanted to fuck you like this. I've wanted to feel your tight little cunt squeezing my cock."

Her response is a series of breathy moans, each one spurring me on, pushing me closer to the edge. I can feel the pressure building at the base of my spine, the telltale sign of my impending release. But I'm not ready for this to end, not yet.

I slow my pace, wanting to savor this moment, to draw out her pleasure. I lean down, capturing her lips in a searing kiss as I continue to thrust into her, my movements now languid and drawn out.

Vera's hands roam my body, her nails scraping against my scales, leaving a trail of heat in their wake. She meets my every thrust with one of her own, her body moving in perfect sync with mine.

"Aurel," she breathes, her voice trembling with need. "Please, don't stop."

I grin, a wicked, predatory smile that stretches across my face. "I have no intention of stopping, little human. Not until I've filled you with my seed, not until you're screaming my name."

With renewed vigor, I pound into her, each thrust harder, deeper than the last. The sound of our bodies slapping together echoes through the night, mingling with our cries of pleasure.

Vera's body tightens around me, her orgasm building. I can feel her walls fluttering around my cock, signaling her impending release. I reach between us, my fingers finding her clit, circling the sensitive bundle of nerves.

That's all it takes to send her over the edge. With a scream that echoes through the forest, Vera shatters beneath me, her body convulsing as her pussy clenching around my cock.

The soft sounds of Vera's contentment fill the air, her breathing slowing as she basks in the afterglow of our union. For a moment, I allow myself to simply watch her, to revel in the sight of this human who has managed to breach the walls I've built around myself. But the beast within me is far from sated.

A smirk tugs at the corner of my mouth as I lean down, my lips brushing against her ear. "I tried to warn you, little human," I whisper, my voice a low growl that sends a shiver down her spine. "Should've listened."

Before she can react, I grasp her hips, flipping her onto her hands and knees with an ease that belies my strength. She gasps, her eyes wide with surprise as she looks back at me, her chest heaving.

I position myself behind her, my gaze raking over the curve of her back, the swell of her hips, the slick evidence of our joining glistening on her inner thighs. With one hand gripping her hip, I use the other to guide my cock back to her entrance, the tip teasing her sensitive flesh.

She cries out as I thrust into her, her voice strangled and echoing through the night. My fingers dig into her flesh, holding her in place as I set a punishing rhythm, each stroke driving deeper than the last.

I fist her hair, pulling her head back sharply as I continue to fuck her roughly. Her body trembles beneath me, her moans growing louder with each savage thrust. I am too far gone to care what this is doing to her, consumed by the primal urge to claim her, to mark her as mine.

My tail coils around her waist, holding her flush against me as I pound into her. The sound of our bodies slapping together,the feel of her tight warmth clenching around my cock, pushes me closer to the edge.

With a final, brutal thrust, I reach my climax, roaring like a beast as I spill my seed deep within her. My release is fierce, powerful, more intense than anything I've ever experienced. Vera's body convulses around me, another orgasm ripping through her as she cries out my name.

I pull out, watching as my seed spills out of her, her body to small to handle the amount. Reality crashes back in. I pull out of her abruptly, my chest heaving as I stare down at the evidence of my loss of control. Vera collapses onto the ground, her body too small, too frail to handle the intensity of our coupling.

I step back, my mind reeling as I take in the sight before me. Vera lies panting on the ground, her body marked by my hands, my teeth, my seed. I have claimed her, body and soul, and in doing so, I have crossed a line that cannot be uncrossed.

What have I done?

14

AUREL

Ikeep my distance from her after last night, spending most of my time deep in the forest. The memory of her skin against mine haunts me, a constant reminder of my weakness. Every morning, I leave before she wakes, returning only to drop off food and supplies.

"You're avoiding me," she says one morning, catching me before I can slip away.

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