Page 85 of Trapped to Tame
She arched back, her body pulsating, and she moaned into his neck.
‘You want this don't you female,’ he muttered. ‘You need me to fill your tight cunt with my seed. Your body yearns to be bred as it yearns for the very air you breathe.’
He thought he heard her say ‘yes’, but then she bit her lip, clamping her mouth shut. Priest grinned at his mulish female, shuddering with the strain of taking this more slowly than his fae side wanted.
‘I'll get it out of you yet,’ he promised as he took out his hard length.
No longer able to hold back, he pushed her head down to the ground so that her arse was in the air, and he slid himself smoothly and deeply into her, reveling in her cry of pleasure.
She was so tight, he almost spent himself there and then but resisted, gripping her hips, and pulling back only to thrust in harder, propelling her forwards. He played with the pucker of her arse as he moved, taking moisture from her other channel, and easing his thumb into her as well. She reared up with a shocked cry, trying to twist around, but he had her pinned with his other hand on the back of her neck.
He grinned. He knew that neither of his Brothers had had the chance to play with her here yet. He would be the first of them, he vowed.
He leant forward, sensing her increasing unease, and needing to sooth her.
‘Don't worry, Eve,’ he said. ‘I’ll not fuck you here until you beg me to.’
He moved his thumb inside her, wiggled it and felt her clench around him.
‘Mmmm. And you will soon, I think.’
Keeping hold of her, Priest began to fuck their female as he’d wanted to for so long, unable to fathom why he’d waited.
She was making noises under him, whimpers and moans, mewls and sharp cries as he wrung sensations from her the likes of which she’d only felt at the hands of his Brothers. She clawed at the ground, making marks in the moss with her bound hands.
‘Don't worry,’ he whispered in her ear. ‘I'll give you everything you need, and more.’
He sent a pulse of magick through her that made her tense under him, and she gasped, her eyes flying open to lock onto his.
‘I thought you'd enjoy that,’ he murmured, doing it again and enjoying her cries of pleasure as his magick worked her into a frenzy as well as the rest of him was.
He set a pace that made the center of her pleasure vibrate frantically as he pressed his finger over it.
She began to make even more noise, moaning and crying out with each thrust of his cock, her body squirming and shaking as if it didn't know what to do, how to comprehend the pleasure that he was giving her until, finally, her entire being tensed and she screamed his name into the air.
He finally let himself go, his seed spilling deep into her fertile womb, the enjoyment and satisfaction running through him incomparable to anything before it. He gripped her hips and allowed himself to feel the sensations that rolled through him with the force of an avalanche, finally pulling himself from her and collapsing on the ground, breathing hard.
He opened his eyes to find her face next to his, staring at him with unfocused eyes and he couldn’t help the grin that alighted his face at the sight of his very well-pleasured female, knowing that there was a very high probability that she would find herself with child after this.
He wondered how she’d take the news.
* * *
Fie
Priest and Evereturned from the hunt and Priest, somewhat smugly, informed them that it had been fruitless. Fie rolled his eyes. As if he and Drax hadn’t heard their Fourth’s cries, felt her emotions, as if they didn’t notice her lack of eye contact, flushed cheeks and the faint, lingering scent of sex in the air.
He and Drax shared a look, but they didn’t say a word. They were glad that Priest was finally warming to Eve though Fie was surprised that their Brother had shared something so intimate as a chase with her. That particular ritual was reserved for mates only and Priest had scoffed at the word only yesterday.
They began the ride through the valley in the direction they had caught sight of the temple, high in the cliffs.
‘There must be an entrance somewhere at the base of the mountain,’ Fie said absently, looking at the clouds that whirled above.
Drax nodded. ‘Undoubtedly. We just need to find it.’
Fie frowned as he looked at Eve. When she and Priest had first come back from theirromp, she’d been sated and relaxed, though a little bit embarrassed, but now trepidation and nervousness was coming off her in waves as they got closer and closer to their destination.
‘What’s wrong with Eve?’ he asked Drax quietly so she wouldn’t hear him, trying not to snarl at his Brother.
