Fae Chronicles 01 - Fighting Destiny (34 page)

“Yes!” I screamed needing his touch more than I needed my fucking pride.

He lowered his mouth, hovering even closer than he had been, his eyes locked with mine as he pulled and pushed his thick fingers inside more, as he prepared me for his splendid cock. "Not yet Synthia," he warned his voice filled with gravel.

I pushed against his fingers, raising my hips to take even more of him and give him more access, more depth inside of my tight confines. He opened his mouth watching as my eyes grew lowered with desire, he was going to allow me to finally find release from the need that he'd created and nothing else mattered.

His hand that had been holding mine to my stomach was removed, allowing me to grab his hair the second he released them, his lips hovered rubbing over my clit softly—I didn't want soft. I needed fast and hurried, I needed to come, needed my release. Now. "Ryder, now please, I need it now." I cried feeling it as it started to build. My hips rocked trying to force his mouth down to where I needed it.

“Good girl,” he whispered, “Come for me,” he smiled and dropped his head to my soaking core.

He drove his fingers deep inside at the perfect tempo with his mouth, sending me instantly over the cliff he’d been holding me on. My body trembled violently as sweat broke out on the back of my neck, small goose bumps flooding over my skin as my nipples hardened even more if it was possible.

This
was why women flocked to the Fae, for
this
.

I was still coming back down to earth when I felt him pushing against my entrance with something hard and silken. I cried out as he entered me roughly, swiftly, his magnificent cock tearing me apart as he entered using my own release to slide himself inside of me easily. Or it should have been.

He was too big. Pain tore through me instantly, my body tightened against him, trying to expel him from my body. I scratched his sides as I tried to fight against my own pain until I saw his stamped on his beautiful face. He was staring down at me while holding perfectly still as if it was hurting him as much as it was currently scaring and hurting me.

"It hurts," I cried feeling a single tear slide down my face and land on my breast where I was still propped up.

"Try not to move Syn, the pain should lessen in a moment. I didn’t expect you to be this tight. I knew it would be a tight fit, but you fit me like a fucking glove and it’s been too long since you have allowed someone else inside of you."

That was easier said than done since I felt an overwhelming need to move with him inside of me. His hand came down holding my stomach still as he ground his teeth in pain. "You so fucking bloody tight Pet. Your pussy is stretching for me, adapting to the size. Your pussy is growing wet to give me more access. Can you feel my cock pulsing inside of you, wanting to move, to fuck your tight wet pussy?"

My muscles released slightly and it was only then that I realized he wasn’t even half way inside of me yet. "You won't fit," I whispered softly and then winced at his hoarse laugh.

"You want me inside of you Syn and I want to be inside of you. You're strong enough to take me. I’m past the point of no return. I couldn’t stop if I wanted to now. I need to be inside of you Synthia, right now. Relax, wrap your legs around my hips and tilt that pretty soft flesh up and let me show the difference between a boy and man fucking your sleek heat."

I considered saying no, but as he kissed away the tear, catching and trailing soft kisses back to its source, I gave in. It was such a gentle contradiction from the Dark Prince I knew. I rocked my hips, enjoying his grunt of pleasure as I did so. I wrapped my legs around his back with a little help from him and tilted my core giving him a better angle to feed me his cock.

And he did, he pushed further inside with his soft words of encouragement driving all the pain away as he put inch after glorious inch deeper into my core, until I could feel him pushing against my womb with his cock.

"Bloody hell woman, you were made for my cock," he growled as he brought his lips down softly to press against mine, his kiss was hard and driven by his need. I met his pace giving him back everything I had. He started to move his hips slowly and I cried out from the fullness he was creating inside of me, his mouth catching and smothering it.

He pulled away, his eyes locking with mine as he pulled himself out and rammed it in—hard. My body shook with the need to come, to explode and shatter against his silken shaft. My legs trembled from the sensations; nothing in the world could have prepared me for this.

Nothing could prepare anyone for something as beautiful as this dark sensual creature that was between my legs and buried inside of my body. His amber eyes watching as I just felt him moving, his fullness and his touch as he rode me. I forgot to think when he was inside of me. The only thing that mattered was this storm he was creating inside of me.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Her body consumes me, unlike anything I have ever had before. I'm losing fucking control like a fucking youth in Transition experiencing his first feeding. She's so fucking tight and sweet. I need to move harder, faster. She’s as glorious as I thought she’d be as the need to fuck is overriding her mind. She’s moaning and begging me for more.

God her
pussy
, so tight, so fucking gloriously tight and hot in her need. Sleek from her release and another one growing inside of her already. Her pupils dilate, the storm of her body tightening, building. She's a fucking Goddess and
she’s mine
. The beautiful chaos in her eyes drives me insane.

I need more. I need everything she can give me. I need to push her from my system, twenty four hours is not enough time, I'm not sure a lifetime of fucking her will be enough to sate the beast inside of me. Teeth grinding, her small little sighs and moans driving me insane as her pussy milks me, sucking, pulling me further inside her sleek heat—I growl as the beast demands to move deeper, demanding to punish her body for making us wait for
this
, for
her
.

She won’t deny me after this. She can no longer pretend that this electrical fucking attraction doesn’t exist, not after this. Not when she’s moaning for more and her pussy is soaking wet—
for me
.

Her body tightens, nipples puckering up and demanding my touch. My mouth. My cock. Tight fit, yet she took it gloriously, wantonly. She’s so fucking beautiful, so wild in her lust. Her hips spreading and her nails demanding more of it, so fucking hot to watch her eyes grow hazy with lust, her teeth worrying at her lip as I shove my rock hard cock further, allowing the beast to add his inches for her greedy pussy.

Her eyes widen as I grow larger inside of her, pushing against her womb, demanding she take all of it. I pull out a few inches and watch as she demands them back. She's lost in the throes of need, beautiful fucking chaos. Her body trembles for the release that I’m holding at bay, teasing her body with, she isn't ready for this one, the last was only a sample. The next is going to send her over the edge and I plan to watch her as she falls.

"You're so fucking tight, I need to fuck you hard Syn. I need to fuck your pussy hard. Are you ready?" I growl it, she's greedy, her body is taking my cock and accepting it. She cries out, her sultry fucking voice makes my balls tighten with the need to release. She's fucking exotic, a diamond in that fucking pile of rocks.

I shove myself in until my nuts scrape across her tight ass, hitting it hard as she takes me inside of herself willingly, her legs quiver with the need for more. I pull out. She cries out from the loss of my cock. It's good to be me right now. Never has a pussy looked so welcoming, so pretty from the abuse of my cock. I reach down flipping her over swiftly until her glorious ass is in the air, bared to my eyes.

I bring my mouth down, awarding her with the heat of my breath against the tight ass, before I smack it just hard enough to hear her cry out with pleasure. She clenches tight, she thinks I'm going for her ass….and I might, but not tonight. Tonight I just want to be buried inside of her tight pussy.

I spread her legs, lifting one and holding it until her pretty pink pussy is fully exposed to me, for my cock, its growing more for her. Even now her hips push for more, juices flow as her lips part to welcome me. Red and angry from abuse I’m doling out and she taking. I’m not even close to being done yet, I plan to use every fucking minute of the time I was given driving my cock into her welcoming sheath.

I nudge myself at her opening, she cries out feeling the tip as I push inside of her slowly. She wants it fast and she will get it, but she's more exposed this way. More open and vulnerable, she has no bloody fucking clue what is pushing into her, what she is allowing to fuck her pretty pink flesh, if she did. She’d run. My brands pulse with the need to feed. I smile as I grip her ass and sink further inside of her.

She’s so fucking sweet. Her muscles tighten around it, sucking my cock, milking the tip as if it's her mouth. I add an inch and she cries out, her head tossing with need as she pushes against me, wanting it all. She's so fucking hot in her need, her wetness increases and drenches my cap. I reward her with another inch.

"Ryder, now," she cries with gravel deep in her voice. Sexy as fuck.

"You want this dick don’t you Pet. You want me to give you all of it. I feel you growing wetter with need. I can feel your pussy drenching my cock as it makes room for more. You're so fucking tight, so fucking wet Synthia. I want to come inside of you. Do you want me to?"

She nods emphatically, stupid. She has no bloody fucking idea what is like to be claimed by something like me. She's so innocent and so sweet in her lust, in her need to come for me alone. I give her a few more inches and watch as her hips slide even further apart, taking what I give her without complaint. Not many have fed the beast and lived, yet she laughs for him and just spreads her hips and takes more.

She's so fucking mine now.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

I cried out with need as he refrained from pushing himself in all the way. I needed him to fuck me hard. Now. He was immensely huge and my body was greedy for him, it needed the rest. I tempted him by pushing myself further, impaling myself on him.

Encouraged by his grunts and groans as I took more, every fucking inch he gave me was glorious. "Ryder, fuck me harder!" I cried out and was rewarded with more of him buried inside of me. I rocked my hips adjusting to take him.

His laughter was husky, heated. "Greedy little Pet, you want more?" He purred before pushing more inside of me.

I moaned and buried my head to stop the cry that threatened to come out. He grabbed my hair yanking my head backwards and crushed his mouth against mine. I felt him pushing further inside of me and I celebrated in it, my muscles contorted, clenched and milked his cock with a vengeance. His growl deepened as he kissed me harder.

I was behaving like a slut and I didn’t care. Here and now, it was me and him. There was no room for regret, no room for fear of tomorrow. I bucked against him and enjoyed the feel of his teeth as they scraped against mine. He gave a husky growl of approval as he pulled away and released my hair. I grabbed the sheets to hold on and knew he was about to release his control.

I was right. He pulled out and slammed himself hard inside of me. I released a scream and pushed against him, pulling him back inside of me. “Harder,” I cried, needing him to let go.

"I could hurt you," he whispered, straining as he fought for control.

Ryder wasn’t one to ever give up control and the idea of my body making him lose it was seductive. "Fuck me Ryder, hard. I'm asking you to just give it to me, everything. Stop holding it back."

I gasped as he pulled out yet again but I could feel it. The air sizzled around us, the sweat beading my neck was now dripping. The storm was brewing, even the air was growing thick with it as he gave in to me and finally gave me what I asked for.

Thunder shattered the air around the cabin as he released himself and drove into me with a renewed vengeance. I was helpless to do more than hold on. The battering of his body against mine was harsh and oh so gloriously blissful. My muscles clenched and released, unable to keep up with the relentless pounding of his cock driving in painfully, deliciously.

"Fuck you're tight, so fucking tight. Come for me Syn. I want to feel your pussy around me as you come."

"Yes! Oh God yes Ryder," I screamed as I felt his hands tighten on my hips, the speed picking up and his groans got louder and then he cried out, his cock still relentlessly battering against my sleek heat as his own heat added to it.

My body responded and for the first time tonight I knew I was in real trouble. Everything went blank around me, my legs trembled as my womb clenched and stars burst behind my eyes even though they were still open. Heat surged through me violently as if someone had detonated a bomb inside of me. I screamed as my body clenched brutally over and over, my womb sucking him in.

I shivered as my body exploded more until it shattered completely, still impaled on his shaft. I felt his hands as he pulled me up and kissed me passionately, but my mind was threatening to fragment, it was perched on the verge of emptiness threatening to go over. I bit his lip and tasted the crimson tanginess of his blood and listened as his breathing went ragged again.

Messing around with a Fae was one thing, resisting his allure yet another. Accepting his foreign seed into my body was risky since most Fae could claim you with less. I was tempting fate now and fuck if I didn’t want more of him. I wanted him to continue or else my mind would come back with too many reasons I shouldn’t be here with him, that I shouldn’t be fucking him.

"Synthia," he whispered as my eyes focused on him. I leaned over and claimed his mouth and enjoyed the throaty sigh that mine caught from his. His hands slid behind my back as he pulled my body closer and laid us down on the cool sheets.

"Again," I growled fueled by the need to not think. Already the consequences of what I had allowed him to do were sinking in.