Page 46 of My Blood Is Yours

4. At this stage, your mortal soulbound will have developed fangs, and will now require your blood. Take care not to overfeed.

Final Stage

Completion of physical shifts

Exhaustion

Slight waning, but still present heightened arousal

To ease symptoms:

1. Gentle skin-to-skin contact such as stroking, cuddling, and kissing.

2. Manual stimulation, such as oral sex, will ensure the soulbound is not overexerted but remains sexually sated.

3. Offer small ‘feedings’ of blood. Do not overfeed.

4. Continue to provide seminal or arousal fluid for the soulbound to imbibe to keep any lingering pain at bay.

5. Sleep.

So,basically, fuck, feed, cuddle, sleep. While I was both excited and aroused, I was also anxious with worry and guilt. I hadn’t even had a chance to prepare her for this. Gathering Pearl’s long-forgotten reins, I urge her into a gallop, hissing at the sensation of Elowen cunt clamping around me as she’s bounced on my cock no matter how hard I try to hold her still against me. Elowen’s cry of pleasure rings through the forest causing bird’s to take flight.

Despite how desperately I try to resist, the feel of Elowen’s pussy being impaled and jolted to the stampeding rhythm of Pearl’s hoofbeats has my painting Elowen’s cervix with my cum in minutes. My orgasm washes over me like a fucking tidal wave that makes me feral with need to properly fuck her, but it seems to appease Elowen momentarily. Her desperate, mindless moans and writhing lulling to something less frenzied.

Her breasts bounce, and I can’t help but attempt to cradle them atop my forearm as I keep her clutched safely against me. In seconds, she’s whimpering with need again and when she opens her mouth on another moan, I see her fangs have come in. The sight steals my breath.My precious soulbound is mine forever. It’s further evidence that our lives, our souls are tied together.

Elowen’s eyes open, and I’m relieved to see that they are still human despite being wildly dilated. I say a silent prayer that they remain that way. She’s utterly perfect the way she is. Though admittedly, the sight of her fangs sings to all of my most primal urges.

The jostling caused by Pearl’s gallop has another orgasm tickling the base of my spine again already and Elowen’s core still hasn’t stopped fluttering around me even as she grinds against me with need for more.

I can’t help but chuckle at the sheer madness of this with another climax already on the horizon.

Akash-almighty,I’m going to be fucking wrung dry before I even get the chance to ease her pain by allowing her to suckle my cum directly from my cock.

ELOWEN

Everything aches, and IneedSariel’s cock, knot, and cum like I need oxygen.I’m only distantly aware when we finally arrive to his home. It’s only the sudden weight of my legs that I realize we’re no longer atop Pearl; that Sariel is still holding me against his chest, with his cock still buried in me from behind and his cum trickling down my thighs. His cock thumps deliciously against my cervix with each forward step inside his home. Sweet relief and euphoria suffuse me at the sensation.

Helpless tears spring to my eyes in despair when he lays me down on his bed and his cock slides out of me.

A sob creeps out of me.“God, no, please. I need you.”

I’m distantly aware that I’m losing my mind, but all rational thoughts are buried beneath the need to be consumed by Sariel and everything that he is.

A moment later, there’s the tearing of fabric and my dress is pulled off me from below. I shiver against the air, instinctively tucking my knees beneath me and raising my rear, murmuring a prayer that is quickly answered.

Sariel’s cock glides inside of me, and my body shudders as tears of joy and relief spill from my eyes. His claws dig intothe flesh of my ass as his tail reaches between us to caress my clit, inspiring a sob of gratitude for this male. Sariel’s voice is soothing and gentle behind me.

“Shhhhh, mea floarea. Is this what you needed so badly? For me to fill and stretch this perfect pussy and mark it as mine?”

My voice is little more than a croak.“Yes.”

I feel like I’m losing my mind in a feverish haze of frenzied need that is nothing short of disorienting. My head spins, my skin burns with cold sweat, my bones and muscles ache and throb, all while I feel like I’m being held on the cusp of a never-ending orgasm. Even when I do tip over the edge, the sensation never fully abates and I can scarcely catch my breath.

Sariel’s thrusts are steady like he’s afraid of hurting me—a valid concern considering the size of his cock and the knot that could threaten one’s chastity just by looking at it. But it’s not enough to ease the desire and need burning so bright inside of me that it makes me want to jump out of my skin. I can only equate the sensation to that of scratching the itching of hives on one’s skin—too much will never be enough, and it only further urges you to scratch until you bleed.

With gnashing teeth, my fingers—now tipped with claws and something I would be concerned about if it weren’t for the madness rending my body—tear through the fine bedding beneath me as I throw my hips back in counter to Sariel’s movements.

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