I leaned my head down toward hers, grinning wickedly. I must have looked menacing because her eyes bore all the markings of fear. But I was not against her. I, as well as the other two, was the only one on her side. “All I want from you, honey, is to do what I say,” I said. “Can you do that?”
One more spank for good measure. The handprint quickly turned red against her smooth and creamy flesh. She barely even rocked forward at the blow, and though there were tears in her eyes, she remained a stoic babe for me. “Yes, master,” she said.
A rush of heat ran through me, giving me power. I took her hips and mounted. She was already so wet her honey-glazed stickiness dangled from each ripple of lip. Her pussy gleamed against the light, and my cock went straight for it. Survival. I needed to spill my seed. If I didn’t, I would perish. It could have been anyone. For fuck’s sake, it could have been Zane. But I chose her. She was the only one suitable to love for the rest of my obscure existence.
I didn’t even have to thrust. She sank her hips back, rocking her core open, a leaking hole designed for the worst of me. My mind raced with obsessive desires. Everything I wanted to do to her came in full view. It would have taken centuries to complete the list.
I forced in deeper and deeper until my balls knocked against her clit. She propped her hands flat, keeping those cheeks in the air for me. I spread them open, staring down at both of her holes. The other looked unused. It was tightly closed, but puckering enough to drive me wild. I ran my hand over the soft and tightly sunken skin. She thrust back, moaning heavily.
“Don’t,” she whispered. I lightly teased my thumb into it, and she flinched. “Please. Not here. Zane’s in the other room.”
I gave a sharp grin. “If he comes in here, what do you think will happen?”
She looked back at me with worry, but she knew what she had to give up for me. Wetting her hand with her tongue, she whimpered and ran the saliva around her hole.
“I’ll keep it pleasant,” I said, leaning over her. “For you, I’ll make this so enjoyable you’ll come the hardest you’ve ever come before.”
Adeline bit her lower lip and acquiesced, not because she knew she had to, but because she knew if she didn
’t, she might go against our wishes. And that meant not seeing the stone tablet, the myth of all myths, and possibly all of our salvation. The truth was, none of us had seen it.
I teased my thumb against her ass until she started to open. Her pussy shook around my cock as I slowly pushed the rest of the finger inside. It suctioned over my knuckle perfectly. She moved back slightly, but I eased her worries by lifting her long, flowing hair and kissing across her neck. Kissing her like she was a ripe and delicious fruit, I moved back down her spine, softly edging another finger inside. And when that took hold, I added a third. With enough desire building, it was much easier than I thought.
I hooked her, feeling the snug pressure close around my cock. The thin barrier separating became even thinner. Her moans grew louder, so loud she had to force her face into a pillow. With my free hand, I grabbed the root of her beautiful, long and flowing hair, firmly pulling to secure her. I kept her face in the softness of that pillow, hearing the muffled cries of salvation. She was two seconds away from flying straight into heaven, and all it took was getting fucked by a devil. Who would’ve thought?
Pump after pump, thrust after thrust, every aching hole and cavity gave way to slippery fluids and palpitating pleasure. I couldn’t take any more of it, and neither could she. I tightened my hold on her and drilled her down until her white wetness caked around my cock. I felt her core tremble wildly as she hugged around the base of me.
When I pulled up by her hair up to give her some air, she nearly screamed, “I’m comi—”
I pushed her back down and pulled out of her ass to cup her round and beautiful breasts, to feel the nipples that stood erect from her sensitive nerves, and push her close so I could really ride her. She was a wild bitch, and she sure knew how to fuck. She was willing to give everything to me. A first for most earthly concubines.
She quaked under pressure, screaming languishing cries into the pillow below. Her cunt squeezed around my shaft, threatening to take me in forever. Fucking perfect. My drive was coming back to me, and I could last until morning if she begged for it hard enough. Thick pools of lubricant spilled across my shaft. I fucked her faster, fucked her harder than ever before. She had seen me falter, once, as a fluke. That would never happen again. I made sure she knew how strong I was, that I was built enough to defend her against all harm.
Profound moans turned to deep sighs. Her shaking body fell back against me, throat catching on her syllables as I lifted her for more air. She fell into my arms, twisting her head to kiss me. I tasted her tongue and bit her lip, pulling it back, playfully. “I will give you more than that. You will see,” I whispered.
She nodded, full of air, yet breathless. She gazed into my eyes, lips parting, beautiful. In that moment, she seemed to glow, for she did not know it yet, but she was falling in love. All of her vital signs pointed to it.
“Come for me,” she whispered. “I want to feel you. Breed me like an animal.”
I nudged in deeper, surprised. I expected her to want to fuck, but I didn’t expect her to go this far, so fast. The guys were going to be pissed, but what did I care? They’d pick up seconds, gladly.
“Are you sure?” I asked. “It’s a lot for a human cunt to take.”
She nodded gracefully, her beauty a light against all darkness. As I forced in deeper, I felt myself unable to hold back, even if I tried. I couldn’t deny her request. She pushed and opened for me, taking in every inch with ease. She had gotten used to me. That had never happened so fast before.
Leaning forward, she grabbed the bedpost and arched her back. Every limb of mine turned rigid and still as my cock swelled inside her. The soft rumble came from within, and I felt myself start to lose it. I held her smooth stomach, body seizing up in anticipation as the softness of her tits brushed against my forearm. Without stopping, I took her.
I erupted inside her.
She was the most pleasure a being could feel. Like a good earthly whore, she took all of me. I burst and drove in harder, spraying her cunt as she begged me to breed. “Yes,” she whispered. “Magnus, yes.”
I grunted, low and deliberate, forcing back from her quivering pussy. I pulled out and sprayed her back, fumbling it back inside to drive in deeper. She knew how to please me, and she sure as fuck was ready for all three of us.
I gave her all I could before the swoosh of reality hit me. A rush of panic caused my blood to turn cold. The entire time, my eyes went toward that locked door. She convinced me Zane wasn’t a threat, and I had actually convinced myself he wouldn’t come inside, even if he did hear her frantic moans. Her scent mesmerized me, made me obsessively need her sex. And her wishes—why the fuck did I have to respect the one wish that put her and my group in danger?
From her memories, I saw what he did. What he would do was even worse. With absolute horror and tiring melancholy, I’d watched as Zane massacred a tribal teacher, another shaman, and one more innocent life to get what he wanted. He wasn’t after Adeline, nor was he after her mother’s money. He was trying to destroy our species.
I couldn’t reveal any of that to her. She wouldn’t understand. Not yet, at least. She was still naive about most things, despite her incredible intelligence and fortitude. When it came to matters of the heart, she was still so vulnerable. I couldn’t shatter her world any more than it had been, so I kept his memories hidden and vowed to keep her safe.