CHAPTER THIRTY（Untitled）Branikk

CHAPTER THIRTY

Branikk

The fluttering of Grace's orgasm milks my cock, squeezing me so tightly I almost spend then and there. I grit my teeth, baring my tusks as the exquisite sensation draws my balls up to my body. I hold myself still, buried deep in her hot wetness as the magic tentacles of my stud continue to stroke her.

As soon as I can move again, I release her hair and come down over her, my chest pressed to her back. A growl tears from me as I thrust forward, ramming my cock into her.

My bride is strong. Her thighs quiver, her sweet ass grinding back into me, asking for more.

"Fuck, you feel exquisite around my cock," I rasp. "So hot and tight."

She whimpers, squeezing me until I grunt.

"I'm going to fuck you so damned hard," I grit out.

Grace rears back, pushing into me eagerly. By the goddess, her hunger is intoxicating, calling to the wild, feral side of me.

I pull out, the drag of the piercings only adding to my pleasure, then I slam forward, the heat of her a delicious shock compared to the temperate evening air.

Over and over I pound into her, riding her, the sound of the wet slap of our bodies driving me ever faster. My moon bound meets me each time, strong and beautiful and so fucking perfect around my cock.

My balls tighten, heavy with seed.

"You like that?" I grunt. "You like me fucking you so hard?"

"Branikk," she moans my name in answer. Her whimpers and gasps drive me wild, the scent of her arousal mixing with the smell of my seed coating her skin. She is mine .

I brace on one hand so I can raise the other to her mouth, burying two fingers inside in the same way I bury my cock in her sweet depths.

Trapped in place, pinned between fingers and cock, her whole body quivers below me, as tight as a pulled bow.

I plunge into her, grinding my hips to stay deep as my stud tentacles stroke her most sensitive spots.

Her mouth opens on my fingers in a choked cry, her muscles spasming around me as she comes again, even harder than before.

I pull out at the last second, my thighs clamping hers tight around my swollen erection.

Tingling races down my spine, zips through my balls, and shoots out of my cock in a bolt of pleasure so intense I roar my release to the sky.

I collapse, my weight taking her to the furs, my legs keeping hers clamped around my swollen knot. I grunt, my hips shooting forward, my whole body craving to knot her for real. But how could I risk immobilizing us for hours with sluagh after us? As much as the primal part of me longs to knot her, breed her, those same instincts also demand I protect my moon bound.

Grace sighs contentedly, her body a melting puddle of relaxation below me, yet I know she cannot take my greater weight for long, no matter how strong she is.

I roll from her onto my side, then pull her up to face me. Wrapping her top leg around my hip, I trap my erection between our stomachs, my knot demanding the pressure.

"Oh." Her eyes flutter open as she shimmies her hips. "What's that?"

"It's my knot." I lead her hand to the hard ball that swells the base of my cock to over twice its normal size. "If I finish inside you, it will lock us together for hours."

A tiny bit of hurt enters her eyes, the corners of her wide mouth drooping as her body tenses against mine. "But you don't want that with me."

"Of course I do." I push my greedy cock into her hand, her touch sending aftershocks of pleasure through me. "Fuck, I can only imagine how good it's going to feel to have my knot inside of you, being squeezed by your tight wetness."

"Imagine? Don't you know?"

"No." I brush a lock of her wavy hair from her cheek. "My knot's never formed for anyone before. Only you."

Her mouth opens in surprise, and I take it, plunging my tongue into her until she melts against me again, pliant and happy.

The soft scruff of a footfall wakes me several hours later, at nightfall. I crack my eyes only the tiniest sliver, keeping my breathing deep and even as if still asleep. Grace slumbers in my arms, her open mouth puffing tickling breaths against my shoulder.

My sword is only a couple of feet away, at the edge of the furs. I can—

"Peace be upon you," Rune says quietly. "I mean you and yours no harm."

"You can tell that I woke?"

"I am cu sith. Our hearing is even better than that of an orc."

I roll onto my back, leaving my lower arm in place as my bride's pillow. "Why do you disturb us?"

A breeze stirs the wisteria, setting the dripping ropes of flowers swinging. The faintest twinkle of stars shows in the purpling sky.

"Since it's clear you'd be unable to hunt this evening, I brought you dinner." At his feet rests a hare.

It's been a long time since anyone hunted for me, and I'm touched that he thought of it. "Thank you."

"It is a small service compared to that which you offer me and mine." He dips his head and spins around, his black coat making him disappear from view under the darker night of tree cover.

Once he's gone, I slide the rest of the way from the bed, pulling a fur over my bride. My knot has not yet subsided, and I yank on my trousers but am unable to close them. My shirt makes for an improvised tent, and truly a tent it is with my cockstand still jutting proudly forward. Thank the goddess Aurora isn't here to see, or I'd never hear the end of her teasing.

I find a clear spot of ground several feet from my furs and lay a quick fire, heading even farther away to clean the rabbit for cooking. Only once it's done do I wake my moon bound, plying her with hot meat, cool water, and the last of the apples.

The food is simple, but hunger adds all the spice I need, especially with such fetching company.

Naked but for the fur wrapped around her, Grace eats with good appetite, licking the salty grease from her fingers with a relish I love.

When she finishes with her thumb and forefinger, I snatch up her hand and bring it to my mouth, sucking on her other fingers and washing them with my tongue until she squirms.

I smirk, loving how responsive she is.

All of my careful stalking has brought my bride to my bed exactly as I planned. Yet I now find that's not enough. I want everything from her.

It's time to plan my next hunt, the one that will win her heart.