Page 52 of I Married Amreth

My heart soared when she suddenly relaxed, yielding to me.

“Good girl,” I whispered as I loosened my tail before fully retracting it. “I’m going to feed from you, Ciara.”

My tone was almost menacing as I spoke those words. Once more, I wanted her consent. Technically, I could do it without her even being aware of it, and it took nothing away from her.But it would feel too much like a violation, both of her body and her trust.

To my delight, she licked her lips in a way that screamed anticipation and reached for me. I stared at her hands as they caressed my chest, her thumb teasing my right nipple. Her palms were like burning embers on my skin, warming me to the bone. I placed my own hands on her waist, caressing a path towards her breasts as I invoked my Lumiak. She gasped as the electric tendrils set her nerve endings on fire, the agreeable sensation accentuated by blasts of pleasure as I brushed my lightning over her erogenous areas.

Before she could fully adjust to my ministrations, I emitted gradually increasing waves of mybakaan. The intensity of my aura acted like a shot of liquid ecstasy directly into her veins. In no time, she was moaning and writhing on the bed from the dueling pleasure of mybakaanand Lumiak. Her back arched on the mattress, and she gripped my forearms with bruising force when the tip of my tail found its way between her thighs.

As expected, it was a tighter fit than my tongue, and I shamelessly used it not only to pleasure her, but also to prepare her to receive my greater girth. Tharmok’s teeth, she was stunning. Her aura radiated like a kaleidoscope of shimmering lights, bathing her in a mesmerizing halo as she moaned with bliss.

My eyes glowed as I began to feed from her, then nearly rolled to the back of my head as her divine taste blasted through me. Fuck! It was like drinking from the fountain of the gods themselves. I gorged on her emotions, showering her with even more of mybakaanto increase her pleasure as my tail relentlessly plowed into her.

Ciara’s sharp cry of ecstasy snapped me out of my drunken daze. Her head rolled from side to side as she once more flew high. Even as I stopped myself feeding from her, my fangs achedto bury themselves in her neck, inject her with my essence, and even drink some of her blood. It wasn’t something that my people ever really did anymore, but we sometimes indulged in our more primal urges in moments of overwhelming emotions such as this one.

I let mybakaanand Lumiak fade, and pulled my tail out of my woman, only to replace it with my fingers. While she continued to fly on the wings of bliss, I kissed and caressed Ciara, with my right hand stretching her to receive me.

Once she came back to reality, I pulled my fingers out, greedily licked her essence off them, then carefully settled on top of my mate. She wrapped her arms around me, the air of wonder in her beautiful grayish-brown eyes—which had almost turned black from passion—turned me into a messy puddle. Obviously, this wasn’t love. We still barely knew each other. But it gave me a glimpse of what kind of bond would blossom between us over time.

I couldn’t wait.

“My Ciara,” I whispered tenderly while brushing aside a damp lock of hair from her forehead. “Do you accept me, my mate?”

“Yes,” she whispered back, her voice a little rough from screaming. “I accept you, Amreth.”

I smiled, letting the tenderness and passion she awakened in me shine through before I reclaimed her lips. Slipping a hand between us, I aligned my cock with her opening and gently began to push myself in. Despite how wet I’d made her, and how relaxed Ciara was, her body quickly resisted me. I had expected as much, but it didn’t make it a lesser blow to my burning impatience to be one with my soulmate.

Invoking the control acquired over years of rigorous training to become a Warden, I forced myself to maintain a slow pace, pushing myself in with careful and shallow thrusts. The wholetime, I whispered sweet words of encouragement, kissed and caressed her. My Ciara reciprocated each touch with matching passion.

And then we were one.

Her nails dug into the small of my back as I began to move. Her tight grip on my cock threatened to have me come undone with each stroke. Although meant to procure extra sensations to our female, the spikes lining the sides of my cock were highly erogenous. The way her inner walls squeezed them on their way in and out sent sparks of lightning throughout my nether region and down my legs.

Wrapped in the searing heat of her body, I gradually gave in to the passion she awakened in me. As I picked up the pace, taking her faster, deeper, and harder, my mate lifted her pelvis, meeting me thrust for thrust. An inferno raged within me. I couldn’t get enough of her, of the feverish way she caressed and clawed at me, the sweetness of her tongue mingling with mine, and the sound of her pleasure.

But above all, the taste of that pleasure…

I gorged some more on her emotions. My mind screamed for me to stop, but I couldn’t. It was too good, too divine. An insane amount of energy coursed through me. My skin felt on the verge of bursting from the overflow of power feeding from her gave me. I wanted to be deep inside her, wrapped around her, and take all of her within me. No beginning, no end, Ciara and me fully intertwined as one.

Before long, I was pounding into her. My wings deployed, aching for me to take flight with my mate and complete our bond. I vaguely feared that my feral instincts would just take over and irrevocably claim her without her consent in my rabid need to make her mine forever. But I was drowning in too powerful a maelstrom of emotions and bliss. So much in fact that I never saw Ciara’s climax creeping in.

She suddenly cried out, her blunt nails savagely raking my back as her orgasm slammed into her. Her inner walls clamping down on my cock wrested my own release from me. Throwing my head back, I roared and slammed myself deep inside my woman. My seed erupted with a violence that left me reeling. It shot out into Ciara in powerful spurts of liquid ecstasy. My entire body trembled as I remained buried deep, grinding my pelvis against hers until I was fully spent.

Wrecked, I collapsed on the bed next to her and rolled onto my back, drawing her with me. She breathed heavily, her head resting on my chest. I wrapped my tail and my arms around her slender body covered in a thin sheath of sweat. A shiver coursed through her, and goosebumps spread all over her skin. I closed my wings around her to keep her warm and safe… to keep her close.

“You are mine, Ciara. Now and always,” I whispered.

She snuggled more deeply against me and pressed a soft kiss on my chest. “As you are mine,” she whispered back.

I smiled.

Chapter 13

Ciara

Amreth’s wandering hands stirred me from my slumber. Although wonderfully sore, I gladly participated in yet another wild romp with him. My man had not been boasting when claiming that sex with him would be off the charts. Saying he had my girly bits singing arias couldn’t even begin to do him justice.

The boldness with which I had initiated all of this between us still blew my mind. I wasn’t prudish, but I also wasn’t the type to quickly jump in bed with a new date. Sure, Amreth and I had a much stronger connection than that. We were soulmates. That didn’t mean we needed to rush anything, though.

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