12. Livy

CHAPTER TWELVE

LIVY

M alek stormed into the cave holding me tight against his hard, brick-like chest. My nose pressed into his shirt, greedily devouring the delicious scent of power, pine and piping hot testosterone off him.

"You have no idea how long I've dreamt of holding you like this. I can't believe it's real." He whispered in my ear, nipping the lobe gently with his teeth. Pleasure made me shudder. He skirted the red pool, pausing above it. "Is this a dream?"

He smoothed his cheek against mine, testing my realness.

I meant to answer but the length of an impossibly hard cock stabbed me in the hip, robbing me of words.

He sat on the edge of the pool perching me in his lap. Pinching my chin, he directed my gaze to meet his. Passion and desire drooped his lids as his gaze explored my chest. More desire stirred in me with every inch he traversed.

"Before we do this, I want to know that you want this. I would never do anything that you did not wish for." His hand swept across my chin like a flame sweeping through a dry plane. His expression reflected a hidden turmoil within him. He held me gently with the patience of a saint. But his body quaked as he strained to contain the hungry beast within.

If I asked him to let me go right now, it would be very difficult for him, but he would without a second thought. But I didn't want to be anywhere but right here with Malek.

"I know you would never hurt me. I didn't know it before, but I do now. I want to be here with you." The sweet memories of our shared past brought me joy I had forgotten I ever had, pulling me to him like a moth to the flame.

"Good, I'll take it slow with you. Only giving you as much of my length as you can handle. If you're in pain don't hide it from me." His strong, deep voice penetrated me like a dagger and my heart rippled like disturbed water.

He tore his shirt free, tossing it to the ground like it was a nuisance. Heat rolled off his mountainous muscles in waves. This demon was all thick muscle, all seven beautiful feet of him.

I rolled my pants down, taking my top off. His starving eyes explored my breasts, curious desire beaming from within them.

"Exquisite. How in the gods' names did I get so lucky to have you?" My cheeks warmed as I thought the exact same thing about him.

He snatched my pants by the waist, working them and my panties off in one go. He lifted me up, resting my butt on the rim of the red pool.

His eyes brightened as he kneeled before me, like a chivalrous knight would a princess. His rough hands parted my legs. His touch was brutal despite his kind eyes. He couldn't help being a little rough, caring as he was, Malek was still a brutal Demon King.

The feel of his carnivorous eyes on me melted me like ice in the sun. Desire ravaged my body. His tongue parted my folds mercilessly. I gasped as the hot sensation ripped away all logic, replacing it with lust.

His tongue teasingly tapped my clit, exploring it and tasting it .

"Oh gods." I moaned and it seemed to encourage him as he spread my legs further.

Malek went in for the kill, ravaging the delicate bead with a steady stream of hot licks and flicks. I shuddered as the sensation deepened, threatening to pull me into a chasm of ecstasy so deep I may never resurface.

His thick arms caged my thighs in place so I couldn't run or hide. Not that I would if I could. Every hungry swipe of his tongue drew me more and more under his spell and rendered me a slave to his dark captivation.

"Does this please you, Bride?" He licked his lips, looking up at me through his sexy long lashes.

"Don't stop." I demanded. He bit his lip, pleased before continuing his ferocious licking.

My breath quickened, as I edged dangerously close to climax. Something inside me called out, an entity of pure greed. She demanded more than his tongue. She wanted his cock, and she wanted it fast and hard.

"I want more." I begged breathlessly, I planted a hand on his head. "I want you inside me."

"Demon cock isn't one to be taken lightly, Dearest One. I need to make sure you're as wet as you can get before…" he drew back to argue.

"Now!" I growled wolfishly and pure amusement was written all over his handsome face.

"Anything for my bride." He gave a special kind of smile. One that made him look boyish and even more beautiful. His was a beauty that beckoned to me just as much as it hypnotized me. Everything about this man was designed to draw me to him so I'd never want to leave.

One thought infected my mind. The fantasy of Malek snaking down his pants and ramming his demon cock inside of me over and over. And me sinking my teeth into his shoulders to muffle my cries. That is what I craved above all else.

Malek's pants fell, his boxers going next. His cock sprang free, like a python emerging from the desert.

I sat there in shock. Though I was still a virgin, I had seen a cock before. But this was no wolf cock or even a demi-god cock. This was on an all-new level of big, thick and long.

At almost twelve inches in length and a girth that could make a horse jealous, Malek was absolutely enormous. Five ridges trained above the crown, designed to increase stimulation and overwhelm the g-spot with pure untamed pleasure. The base was thickest, leading up to the pointed head that seemed made for delving deeper than any normal cock could.

It was a darker shade of gray than the rest of him, with a few veins snaking along the impressive shaft.

"Does my size scare my bride?"

I shook my head. "No, it's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. But this might be a tight fit." I said dreamily, eyeing his treasure.

"I'm up for the challenge if you are." He stroked himself once and his cock hardened to a plank's stiffness.

Drawn to it, I gripped the head, stroking the tip with my thumb. Malek purred like a cat, his eyes brightening with erotic intrigue. If Malek had an on switch, then I'd just unwittingly flipped it.

"Prepare yourself, Bride." He said through a closed jaw. "I'll be as gentle as I can."

Taking one of my hips in each of his strong hands, he edged himself between my open legs.

I parted my legs for him further, hoping it would lessen the pain. My entrance clenched tighter in half excitement and half fear.

He nudged my blouse up, tossing it and my bra to the side. My breasts spilled free and he stared at them in awe for a moment. His eyes went glassy as his body went rigid, his face displayed the enthrall of a man who was living his greatest sensual fantasy .

"You're so fucking beautiful." Straining his head down, he sucked on one of my nipples, sending sparks of electric sensations down to my pussy.

I lost myself in a sea of cool sensation as his tongue circled the other nipple. His tongue was like a hurricane, battering my delicate bud with the wetness it didn't even know it needed.

Without warning, he buried himself inside, feeding me only a few inches. Heat rocked in my core and I choked on my own saliva as pain and thunderous pleasure were set free in me, racing deeper, down into places I didn't know existed.

"Ahhhh, my God," I screamed as Malek rolled his powerful hips back and forth, impaling me over and over with his sugary sweet cock.

For as long as I'd known him, Malek had been not only a friend but a protector. His dominance was overwhelming, his strength so profound that he couldn't contain it if he tried. But now as he rocked himself in and out of me, rubbing parts of me that begged to be rubbed, his protective nature was profound.

With his gentle touch, he protected me from the violent beast that dwelled within him. Something savage peaked back at me from behind his kind eyes.

His beast was rising in him but still he kept it contained as he thrust an inch deeper into my pussy.

The monster wanted to claim me in a savage and brutal way that Malek refused to comply with. Malek's strokes were rough, his thrusts brutal and demanding. His relentless cock burned me sweetly as he stripped the locks that held me closed. But even as pain mixed with pleasure, I knew he did everything he could to not hurt me.

"Fuck, you're so tight. I don't know how much longer I can hold myself back." He cursed, sinking himself another inch deeper.

"It feels amazing, don't stop." I threw my head back rocking my hips to the beat of his rough poundings .

Sweet bliss warred within me as he gradually gave me more and more inches. His large hand cupped the swell of my breast. He twisted my needy nipple and tears swept down my cheeks.

Never had I known this level of pleasure. Never had my body known what it was like to be treasured like this, until now.

"Malek, deeper. Give me all of it." I said and I wondered if I'd lost my mind. He was halfway in and my pussy cried from the pressure even as she relished the sensations. I wasn't sure how I managed to take this much of him, but that greedy little monster in me wanted to see just how far his monster would go.

"You're playing with fire, Sunny. I don't want to break you. Your body is already close to its limit. I can feel it."

"I know what I can take and I'm telling you I can handle it all." I sank my fingernails into his shoulders, drawing my chest against him. "More."

My body craved him so badly, all my logic had left me, as if it had evaporated by the searing heat that our bodies created.

An evil grin curled his lips and something sinister flickered in his eyes.

"Hold on tight then." He wrapped my hands around the back of his neck and I laced them together.

Cradling my legs around his hips, he lifted me, carrying me into the red pool.

The water reached up to Malek's knees, he held me right above it. Mist rose from the pool and danced around us as our combined heat warmed the cave.

His gaze searched mine as if trying to find a sign of me changing my mind. My stern expression let him know that not only was I serious, nothing he could say would change my mind.

He buried his full length into me and fucked the sense clean out of me. The ‘fwap' of skin against skin mixed with my cries sending a song of love and lust playing through the chamber .

"Sunny!" He cried as his eyes turned bright red. Veins rose on his forehead as rapture engulfed him.

His lips covered mine tantalizing my tongue with his delicious taste. He invaded the cavern of my mouth with the same rich possession he did my pussy. Every inch he explored he branded as his.

The sleek glide of his cock made my nerve ending sing and dance. His fearsome cock stimulated my g-Spot, driving me insane and rendering anything other than complete surrender impossible.

I broke our kiss as my air starved lungs demanded I breathe.

His eyes darkened to a deeper and brighter red and something caught in my throat. In that moment, I saw more than love and crazy savage lust staring back at me.

I saw seas of blood, all coming from the blood bath Malek's impending war would bring.

The heat burning in my loins fought this dreadful thought, but it still persisted. Would the entire world have to burn just so I could feel this kind of ecstasy?

His tip crashed against my cervix and the balance of pleasure and pain tipped more towards pain. Still the ecstasy was blinding. It was like I was being ripped apart by pure need and the only thing that could stop the pain was more of Malek. Like I was a drug addict and the drug of choice was Malek's massive, monster cock.

I surrendered to him and his thrusts accelerated like a race car beating down a hill. Intoxicating lust consumed me.

His warmth melted me as I felt his cum fill me.

Cooling, sweet surreal, pleasure drew me under like a rip tide. My orgasm fevered my blood and drove away any thought other than how fucking amazing this demon made me feel.

I screamed incomprehensible nonsense as my brain turned to goop. Something inside me shattered like a broken glass as Malek stole my lips once more. His soft kiss sucked in mine as my pussy spasmed around his cock.

Our tongues glided against one another matching the hot, slippery fucking below. My heart swelled as my body became his. It was about more than the way he made me feel or having fun.

I knew Malek longer than anyone else still in my life and that created a loyalty to him that my heart demanded I respect.

My climax plateaued and I recovered some of my sense as I returned Malek's ravenous kiss.

His kiss was sweet torment, every inch of me craving more as guilt began to rear its ugly head. I could never betray Malek, but I had to stop the bloodbath that was to come.

Still, what could I do against a man who enslaved my body with his irresistible embrace? What could I do as his fingers grew more adept at pulling my heartstrings like a puppet master?

The darkness raged within me even as the chirp of love birds started to whisper their drunken song. Things between us were moving so fast. Malek was the only man I'd ever known whose fiery will was strong enough to match mine.

This created a dangerous power dynamic in which there could only be one winner. Would it be me or him?

This situation reminded me of a famous paradox I once heard. It went like this, ‘what happens when an unstoppable force meets an unmovable object?'

I never heard the correct answer, but my guess was, a big fucking mess. That is what would happen.