"Tell you what, Jaide. If you ever reach that level with me, I'll carry around your butt plug, too."
"Is that supposed to sound sweet? Because I don't think anything shoved up your ass is sweet." I should know, I had been there.
Well, not up his ass, but I had things shoved up my ass. That counted, right?
"Just get her out of here!" Dawn cut off the banter as the snarling reached a tumult in the hallway, with what I could have sworn were claws tearing at the wood.
"Sure. But, first, how fast can you run?" Elliot wasn't looking at me, he was looking at Dawn, who just stared back in such horror my knees knocked together.
"Oh no."
"It's this or face Aldric after all those Synians rip his prize apart." Before I could move, Elliot pulled me to him, his hand dipping between my thighs as he scooped up the absolute flood of wet that was there. I was so focused on grinding against Elliot that I hadn't noticed.
And now he was there, with his hands between my legs. I wasn't the only one groaning, though. He looked at me with those blue eyes, the color darker than I had seen them. The color flashed as his hand moved over my apex, one of his fingers slipping into me. I gasped, his chest rattling against me as he pulled up his hand, absolutely coated in my slick.
"You need a knot, my dear." Just hearing him say the word knot was doing weird things to my nether region, especially considering I knew what his knot looked like, just how wondrously big it was, and exactly where I wanted it.
"This is not helping," Dawn moaned, and then Elliot leaned over to her, still holding me against him as he wiped the mass of my slick against her neck.
"But this will. Run." Panic replaced anger on Dawn's face at Elliot’s command. Her brow twisting as the two stared each other down.
"I do this, you give me answers."
Elliot shrugged, his body moving comfortably against mine as he held me. "You do this, Aldric won't kill you. I say that's the bigger bargain."
Dawn shrieked, throwing her hands up in the air in submission, before she turned and raced out the door.
"That won't hold them for long, but it should be enough time."
"Enough time for you to knot me," I moaned, amazed I got out as many words as I did.
"Jaide, when I said you were going to make this hard on me, I wasn't lying." His voice rattled against my chest, his hand fanning over my back as he held me against him. I could have sworn I felt his cock jump.
"So you will knot me."
"No." Any desires in that moment vanished as his body seemed to vibrate.
It almost looked like he faded out of reality, his color shifting to something transparent before he was back, and the door was open to an empty hallway. The Synians who had been snarling after me had gone, chasing after Dawn who was covered with my fresh scent. Elliot was right, it couldn't last long.
Thankfully, he had that covered.
My feet left the ground as he lifted me, the two of us plastered together as we raced through the halls we had sauntered through before. The orgy scene had been left in disarray, everyone who had been tied and fucked and happy racing back to their rooms now that the Synians had left. It was clear by the look of confusion on some of their faces that they weren't used to everything being so quiet.
Wind whipped through my hair as we raced, the door opening and revealing the winding staircase. My stomach dropped, there was no way I was making it up there, but Elliot didn't even drop me, he just held me tighter as we raced around the bend, the rickety thing not giving so much as a creak. It was almost like we were flying.
Except this wasn't like when he caught me. Then, he was only wind. This time, I could see him. I could place my hand against his chest. I could smell him... lick him...
"Slow down," Elliot growled, just as I leaned into that deliciously dark nipple that was just begging me to take it between my teeth. "Breathe Jaide."
"Breathing is not going to help me when you smell like that.” I leaned in and took a whiff. He moaned and my tongue darted out, capturing that nipple just as the door at the top of the stairs opened and the white hallway reappeared.
"Jaide. I can't." He said can't, but he was moaning like 'yes please, ride me till I knot you’.
I bit his nipple, flicking my tongue against the bud. Or, I would have if he hadn't vanished and I hadn't tumbled to the floor.
My tailbone hit against the tile, hard. I yowled, my spine aching at the impact.
"You--" I turned, ready to chew him out and jump his bones, or something. But, he had gone, he was replaced by only wind and a white tile wall.