Archaic (Reverse Harem 2)

Servicing me in ways females always do their alphas.

She swallows me back, and my cock leaks down her throat. Her tongue swirls and her cheeks hollow out, and my hips are bucking ravenously into her mouth. My toes are curling into the wood, scraping against the rotting foundation as I rip her away from my dick. I bring her back up to me and crash our lips together as my claws wrap into the fabric of her pants.

I tear them away from her body as she jumps up, wrapping her legs around my waist.

I sink us to the floor beside the fire and stare into her eyes.

Half-hooded with lust and dripping with my scent. I sniff along her pulsing artery, watching her open her neck to me. I feel her hand twisting in my hair and dropping my lips to her neck.

Begging me to mark her.

But that isn’t where I want my mark.

Nowhere close.

My tongue laps down her body, twisting around her nipples. She’s whimpering and growling, bucking her heated hips furiously against my body. She is losing herself to the same darkness. I can hear the carnal thoughts rolling around in her head. Every word she thinks sends shivers to my dick, and it takes another second for me to regain control of myself.

My lips hover over her hip, and our eyes connect. My cock is leaking a thick stream of cum all the way to the floor. Her chest is covered in a beautiful red sheen and the firelight in her eyes accents how much she wants this.

I have no more reservations.

Clarissa is mine.

My teeth sharpen, and I bite into her skin. I inject my saliva as her howls fill the corners of the abandoned shack. My tongue laps at her wounds and a sensation fills me. My entire being is pulsing with the need to move. The need to mate.

r /> The need to fuck.

I lick her wounds clean, allowing the scent of her body to permeate my mind. All I can see is her. All I can think is her.

All I can smell is her. I rush up her body and press my cock against her swollen heat, feeling how much she’s dripping for me.

I thrust my tongue between her lips and open her one last time to me, then I sink my thick girth into her beautiful body.

I’m gone.

Lost.

Unavailable for any other female who should want me.

“Fuck me, Sebastian. Please. Don’t make me wait another second.”

I growl and bury my claws into the wooden floor as I slam into her hips. She arches her beautiful tits into my body, and I can feel every curve of her pulsing. I feel her walls fluttering around me, cradling me close and pulling me further into her.

Craving me as I have craved her for so long.

Our hips roll together as her body shakes underneath me. Her hands wrap around my back and dig into my skin. I can feel her claws emerging. Sinking into my skin. Growls are falling from her lips, and I can see the heated want of release in her eyes. I toss my head back and howl as her claws eject, burrowing into me and locking me close to her.

I pound into her as her soft curves fill the crevices of my body.

We are fire. Stoking one another to raging flames. My heart is pumping, and my muscles are twitching, and my toes are curling deeper into themselves. Her body is jumping with every thrust I deal, and yet her legs lock me in tighter. There’s passion in her eyes and love in mine, and I can feel her heart beating in time with mine. With her claws marking me and our bodies forever connected with the shared bond of healing.

Marking.

Attachment.

My cock bursts and empties into her as I watch her lean back. Her body is massaging me, drawing out of me every last ounce I have for her. Her claws slip from my ribcage and dig into the floor beside her as her legs draw me in further. Bury me closer between her legs as she opens her mouth.

The sound of her howling as her body flushes with red in an intense orgasm is a sound I will never forget. A moment which will always hold dear to my heart even in the most treacherous of times.