The Beltane Witch (Cloudburst Colorado) (22 page)

Then the women joined the men. They came in a great flood of pale pastel colors,
a soothing and gentle rainbow to mix among the richly-tinted males. They, too, wore horned masks covering their eyes, but the horns were shorter and elegantly shaped, gracile to the men’s robust mantles. Darius inhaled the scent of the newcomers, the hot musk of aroused females called to him. But still he found none to sway him from the dance, even as the music softened with feminine gentleness.

He spun and twirled, delighting in his body’s strength and agility as he dodged the out
-flung hands of the female dancers, and their trolling eyes. He’d never be caught. He wore wildness like a cloak and reveled in his ability to remain separate as the other dancers paired.

A
flash of lavender, burnished in a copper glow, disrupted his motion and he stumbled, stopping dead as
she
stood before him. The May Lady.

She wore an elegant horned mask of auburn leaves gilded in gold. The horns rose only a few inches above her head
, the tines glittering in the light, but they matched the pattern of his own antlers. Her body undulated, the lavender dress hugging her breasts flowed around her hips with distracting flutters, deteriorating his restraint. Lavender eyes met his briefly and a seductive smile curled her full lips before she turned away, her body swaying to the music.

Darius’
s cock rose with his temper. How dare she turn away from him? He wanted her and he’d have her before the night had ended. When she twirled around to face him again, she met his gaze and raised her chin in mute challenge.
Want me?
she seemed to ask.
Come take me.
Darius growled and stalked her through the dance, weaving in and out of the other revelers as he pursued his prey.
Mine.

Around and around the fire they danced, she dodging and swaying before him, always close but just out of reach. Darius gritted his teeth and sped up his moves, gaining ground on her. Her laugh carried over the music, tempting and taunting him. He’d have her. She
was his. She’d slake his thirst for sex and pleasure.

At last he caught her, his hand closing about her arm and swinging her body against his chest. They stopped dead in the midst of the dance and the other dancers eddied around them, flowing past without pause. Darius panted with his exertion and his heart pounded with the chase, but he had her, the woman he’d mate with tonight.

His mate looked up at him and her eyes burned with her own lust and need. Her strength rivaled his, yet without the hard, warrior edges he carried. He wanted to bury himself in her softness until it soothed the belligerent fury of his masculinity.

“You’re mine, woman.” His growl
widened her grin, but she said nothing, only raised her chin in mute challenge once more.

Her response to his declaration spurred his lust and he pushed her up against the nearest obstacle, a stacked pile of stones much like large steps. As soon as they touched them, electricity tingled through him and he grabbed her face below the mask, staring at her full lips.

“Mine,” he snarled and gave into the driving need to taste his mate.

Sabrina’s world blazed white at the moment her mate crushed his mouth to hers. The flavors of sweet wine, hot sex, and male arousal
flooded her senses and her pussy responded with enthusiastic clenching. Liquid lust coated her nether lips and slid down the insides of her thighs. She’d never been so turned on in her life and she only wanted more.

When her masked partner thrust his tongue into her mouth, she caressed it with her own in a slow tease. He moaned and thrust harder, grinding his hard cock against her belly as his hands gripped the braid at the back of her head. Each time the stiff ridge of his sex rubbed across her mound, stars burst against the back of her eyes.

More.
The primal voice came from deep in her soul and she agreed. Snaking a hand between them, she mewled a whimper as she grasped his straining cock, and squeezed.

The great horned male pulled back from the kiss and hissed, his eyes slitting as she tugged on his hard flesh. She reveled in her power over him and stroked him harder. He rocked his hips in time with her caresses, his hands digging into her shoulders. She wanted him hard, hard enough to bring her to release with his rigid cock.
An image of his hot flesh penetrating her weeping cunt swept her away and she faltered in her command of him.

A primal growl brought her back to the moment and the horned man pulled her hands away from his cock. He slammed his hips against hers, his rigid shaft sustaining constant pressure on her clit as he bent his head and kissed her throat. Electric pleasure surged and her pussy contracted. She squirmed under him, but the pressure of his cock against her clit only increased with her motions.

Mind reeling from lust, Sabrina wailed in surprise as her mate’s hand found her breast and caressed the nipple under her bodice. His eyes flashed to her face as he fondled her with firm strokes until the nipple stood in a tight peak. He freed it from her dress and sucked it into the hot cavern of his mouth.

Glorious heat slammed into her and she arched her back to get closer to his teasing tongue. He flicked the tight bud, then sucked hard, sending stars shooting through her vision. She rocked her hips to feel more, and he met her thrusts with his own,
pushing her over into a sudden orgasm. A breathy wail escaped as she cascaded over the edge of bliss, her pussy clenching and weeping with each pulse of joy.

Her horned mate kept suckling and thrusting, his blazing eyes fixed on her face as she returned to the hot throb of music and drums. Sabrina stared at him with drugged satisfaction and he pulled back from her breast,
primal triumph stretching his mouth in to a wicked grin. Without warning, he shoved his hand beneath the waistband of her pants and slid his fingers into her slick folds.

Sabrina keened at the caress and rocked her hips, her arousal building again. He met her thrusts with a hard rub before removing his hand from her pussy. She whimpered and clutched at his hand, but he growled and spun her around, pushing her down on the stone step
beneath her.

Altar
. The voice came from far away. Sabrina had a hard time focusing on it as her mate pulled the drawstring of her pants and jerked them down her legs, exposing her ass to the cool air. The scent of her own release wafted between them and he rumbled his approval. The sharp cold on her inner thighs revealed her juices and the horned male held her against the step, spreading her legs wider.

“Oh, fuck yeah
.”

Sabrina didn’t recognize the voice, but she understood his desire and she wiggled her hips, enticing him with her weeping pussy. The cool rock bit into her chest and the scents of burning ponderosa pine, tangy arousal, and spicy male filled her nose. Then her world went white.

A hot, wet tongue slid between her folds and flicked her clit. Sabrina shrieked her pleasure as the tongue stabbed into her wet slit, setting off more fireworks behind her eyes. Her inner muscles clenched on the slick intrusion, but before she could rub herself on it, it retreated. She mewled her disappointment and wriggled.

The mouth returned to her clit, suckling and pulling on it as a thick finger plunged into her grasping cunt. She thrust back against the finger as the tongue and mouth seared her clit, dragging her closer and close
r to her release. But not close enough.

Again he pulled back
and she squealed her indignation, reaching for him to return. He rumbled a lusty laugh at her when her hand grasped nothing, and she looked over her shoulder at him.

His lips and beard glistened with her juices as he shoved his pants down his legs and drew out his hardened cock. The tip shimmered in the firelight, already wet with precum. She licked her lips and wished he’d push his straining flesh into her mouth. His burning gaze met hers and his nostrils flared with arousal as he watched her tongue slide over her lip.

“You’re mine.” He grasped her hip with one hand and pushed down on his straining cock with the other just before he slowly, inexorably thrust his hard shaft into her hot core.

Oh, Goddess, he’s so big!
Sabrina moaned at each steady inch impaled her and her pussy clenched around the solid intrusion. She wriggled her hips to coax more sensation, but a second big hand caught her other hip and held her still as he growled. She whimpered and squeezed her inner muscles, begging for more.

Slowly, he withdrew, the slick slide of his cock against her nether lips dragged another wail from her chest
. Then he pushed back in with deliberate motion, slow and relentless. Sexual fire burned up her spine, building her lust and arousal. But it wasn’t enough. She needed it harder, faster…
more.

“Please.” She whimpered and
squirmed, needing his strength, his power, his cock. “Please, fuck me harder.” And she clenched her pussy tight on his shaft.

Her mate growled and pulled out so fast she didn’t have time to complain before he slammed his rigid flesh back into her quaking cunt. Sabrina screamed as the simmering fire of her arousal exploded into a blazing conflagration, consuming everything in its path. The horned man drove into her, each successive thrust coming harder and faster. The scrape of his cockhead against her inner walls set off the beginning of her orgasm as his hips slammed into her ass and his balls slapped her nether lips.

Then he snaked a hand around her hip and stroked her clit with rough fingers.

“Come for me.” The erotic growl in her ear set her off and she shot out into the
night sky on a searing comet trail of sensation. Pleasure crashed over her in relentless waves as he stiffened behind her. Hot jets of cum filled her core and elicited more pleasure, sending her streaking across the universe. Power surged with the pleasure and she felt a series of clicks, as if loose mooring lines had fallen back into place.

She ignored it as she settled back down to earth. Her mate dragged his cock slowly out of her clutching pussy and rubbed the tip along her buttocks. Delight and arousal returned as she realized he remained hard. Lust surged and she wanted more. More cock, more pleasure, more power.

Sabrina pushed back from the altar and turned around to stare at her big lover. He towered over her, his eyes blazing with arousal and hunger, as if he hadn’t been satisfied with only one release, either. She cocked a hip and offered him her best sultry smile, enjoying the slide of his cum down her thighs.

“Think you can take me again, stud?”
She slid a hand down her belly and lightly strummed her own clit. He watched her hand with hunger, licking his lips as he wrapped a fist around his flexing cock. He growled and took a step closer.

Sabrina pulled her hand away from her pussy and licked it, enjoying both the tangy flavor of her release and the way the lust flared in his eyes. She stepped toward him and grasped his shirt in her fists, turning him until his ass faced the altar. He shifted without comment, his curiosity as heady as his hand stroking his rigid flesh.

She watched the leisurely motions of his hand and licked her lips again. She wanted his hot shaft in her mouth, but she didn’t want to lose the opportunity to fuck him again.
I’ll suck him later.
Why she thought there’d be a later, she didn’t know, but she wanted to ride him too much to pause now.

Sabrina met his smoldering gaze and pushed gently on his chest. He released his cock long enough to slide onto the altar, his thick legs dangling off the stones. His straining flesh rose against his belly and she moaned with the thought of riding
his sweet pillar. She held out her hands to him and he grasped her waist, lifting her until she straddled him.

Sabrina paused and
studied him, recognizing the teal eyes staring out from behind the emerald mask.
Darius
. For just a moment, Sabrina found herself in the center of a Faerie ring, drums pounding, surrounded by couples dirty dancing and the Summer Queen watching with avid intensity. Lust and arousal surged through her, sucking her back into the pull of her lover, and she reached between them. Her hand closed around his solid shaft, and she positioned the tip at her dripping pussy. His cock flexed in her hand and she met his gaze once more.

“
Make us one, Darius. Come to me in the name of the Goddess.”

She lowered herself onto his hot
shaft and they both moaned as he came to rest balls-deep inside her. They didn’t move for several heartbeats, and Sabrina lowered her head to brush his lips.

Darius opened his mouth and
swept his tongue across hers with unexpected tenderness, and she fell into his kiss. His hands slid up her sides to cup her breasts and he thumbed her nipples into taut peaks as his tongue teased her. Sizzling magic and energy built between them like static electricity and her pussy clamped down on his cock with anticipation.

“As you wish, my lady. I’m yours to command.”

Hearing his deep voice deferring to her turned her on and fresh liquid coated her cunt and his cock. She rocked her hips to brush her clit against his shaft and he groaned, dropping his hands to her waist once more. Darius helped lift her off his cock then let her slide slowly down onto him again.

Sabrina gripped his shoulders to steady herself as they moved in an easy rhythm
and arched her back, brushing her aching nipples against his chest. He dipped his chin and nuzzled her breasts, kissing the skin above her bodice. Electricity shot straight from her chest to her pussy and she clenched again, making Darius growl.

Arousal smoldered at the back of her mind as they moved together. She met and
held his gaze, falling into the teal depths. The gilded mask glittered and flashed in the light of the sacred circle, and Sabrina realized she fucked the ancient god of fertility and virility. Lust surged, burning at path straight to her pussy as the magic between them grew and strengthened.

She rose off his cock faster, slamming down harder as she angled her head to kiss him
. The rich taste of wine combined with the throbbing beat of the drums pushed her arousal higher. She tightened her fingers in the shoulders of his tunic, wishing she could touch the flesh of his hard chest. He seemed to have the same idea because he palmed one breast and squeezed gently, rocking his hips as he thrust into her.

The pressure
built and she whimpered as she threw back her head, riding the pulse of desire. Darius growled and thrust, then dropped his hand between them where her mound ground against the base of his cock. His thumb found her clit, swirling over it with determined motion, and her orgasm broke free from her control.

“Come for me, sweet Goddess. Take my seed and become one with me.”

The sexy words spoken in his husky voice sent her straight into the stars, carried on wings of passion, and something else. Something more.

Love.

Her release burst through her like fireworks, but instead of flashes of light, the world blazed white. Pleasure exploded through her and filled her with delight of renewal and strength. Scents of new grass, wet mountain air, and fresh pine hit her nose, and a warm, summer breeze caressed her cheeks, both of her face and of her ass.

Sabrina gasped and opened her eyes.

The world around her solidified into soft mists and glorious new growth. The breeze cleared some of the mists and the ends of a suspension bridge appeared, leading off into the fog. Darius stood before her, holding one of her hands. He still wore the horned mask and the long hunter green tunic, but his eyes glowed with teal fire as if lit from within.

Sabrina wanted to ask where they were when someone ambled toward them from the direction of the bridge.
Sweet glory, who is this?
The figure clarified into a tall, statuesque woman with eyes full of stars and rich, nut-brown hair. Sabrina recognized the Matron form of the Goddess. Amazement stole her breath and Sabrina bowed her head in reverence as She stopped beside them, a gentle smile on Her lips.

“Be welcome, May Lord and Lady.” The feminine voice rolled over them like
a velvet balm. “You have come here to seal your sacred site against negligence and misuse, and to finalize the paths you both have taken to get here. It is with great love and respect I offer you my blessing on this endeavor, and accept the gift of your communion this Beltane.”