“Promise—” Her eyes drift down as her hands reach out and flutter softly around my girth, pulling me gently forward, lining up the seeping flat tip with her soaking opening, and I can’t believe the love I feel for her right now. “Even if our curse is never broken, we will always be together.”
“Always, until the sun sets for the last time, until my eyes close and will not open, until there are no more days.”
My cock is roaring at me to stop talking and get the task at hand done so she is ours forever. I thrust the tip against her tiny hole, slipping it up and down, making sure to coat it with her slippery lubrication.
Looking down I see the wonder of her beauty in the face looking up at me. For a flash of a second, I wonder why she would want to be with me forever. I will be forever here underground while she lives in the light. I will be ugly, twisted and grunting while she is lithe and smart and a goddess.
“What if this is me forever?” I ask, giving her one last chance to retreat. Why, I’m not sure. I would stalk her forever, even if she chose to leave now, but somehow, before I fill her with my seed, before the scent of my seed becomes a part of her perfume, I want one last assurance.
Her beauty to my beast.
“Then I will love you forever, Rian. You said you would be the only man to ever have me, know me. Well, my King, my Orc King, there will be no other women for you either, so we are stuck with each other. That’s if you will ever stop teasing me and take what is yours.”
She wiggles against the tip of my cock and I want to pound my chest.
“Mine. Yes.”
I lean over her body, easily getting my mouth to hers, and press the wide tip forward as I crush our mouths together, my fangs strangely enough not as much a problem with the kissing as I thought they would be.
Her tongue slips with mine as I fight through the first tightness and feel the pop as I slip just inside, swallowing her scream of pain. It dawns on me that her screams could bring attention from above if a guard or a servant is close to the stairway.
I plow forward, the mating instinct taking over, but I stay bound to her with the kiss. I may be a monster, but I want my female to know her needs are my needs and I will take care of her always.
I feel the rip of her virtue and feel her kiss turn to soft sobs, her breasts rubbing against my chest as I pump my inches inside of her. My bellow of pleasure knotting in my chest.
Then, another sensation.
Speaking of knotting…
Calliope's hands clench the sides of my neck, pushing me back. Her eyes go wide with shock and surprise.
“God, what is that?” Her gaze darts down between our bodies where I’m driving in and out, harder, faster, more aggressive as the animal inside of me takes over more and more.
“That is our mating.” I lay forward, my weight pinning her down as she squirms and struggles, but there is no stopping our fate now.
The muscles in the backs of my thighs burn, my back tightens as I feel the ball of my cock swell, making it harder and harder to move. My balls draw up, straining for release, full and hot, desperate to blow inside of her ripe womb.
I bear down, holding her body in place with my massive weight, looking at the side of her face as I pump like an animal, hips rocking forward and back as far as the knot growing inside of her will allow.
“You are mine,” I grunt as her hips try to sway and grind against me.
“It feels so good. How is that possible? It hurts and feels. So. Goooood.” She presses her head back, hands slapping along my arms, nails trying to score into my thick hide.
I reach down with one hand and smack the side of her ass. She yelps, I smack again. Again, then dig my fingertips into the warm flesh, knowing tomorrow my little human will have my marks all over her body.
I pound into her with abandon. The growing pressure in my balls and the growing knot tell me I do not have much time before I can’t hold back any longer.
I bury myself so deep, I knock against her body’s limit and her moans vibrate through my dick. I grind myself against her open folds as I grunt and salivate and bite into the flesh of her shoulder.
“Rian…if you roar again, they will hear.”
“If you scream again, they will hear.”
“God, I’m close to doing it again. I can’t stop it.”