6. Six

six

Her delicious smell intensified and I knew more liquid coated her cunt. Her body was easing the way for me, and it took locking every muscle to keep from plowing into her.

I couldn't keep from touching her, but when I tried again to lower my snout, she held me still. I did the next best thing and wrapped my tail around her thigh, prodding at her bundle of nerves with the sensitive tip.

She jerked forward with a gasp and whipped her head around, trying to see what I was doing with wide eyes. "What is that?"

"My tail. Since you won't let me lap at the honeysuckle making my mouth water, I will coat my tail in it."

I slid the soft underside scales along the length of her; the warmth combining with her hand on my cock forcing my eyes closed in ecstasy. Her hand jerked tight when I pushed inside her, flicking against her inner walls.

She whimpered, her other hand grabbing my shoulder as she turned onto her side toward me.

The new position closed her legs, and that wouldn't do. I grabbed the back of her knee and drew her leg up and over mine, spreading her wide and giving me plenty of access. Her scent flooded the cave and I slurped at the drool flooding my mouth.

I pushed my tail deeper and her hand spasmed as if she'd lost control of her movements. I should stop. She'd been traumatized, caged for weeks. I pushed my nose next to her ear, inhaling her scent.

"Tell me to stop now, or I am going to fuck you." I held still, waiting for her to stop me.

She wiggled in my arms, her voice low when she finally said, "Don't stop."

I raised her chin with a finger and stared into her desire clouded eyes. "You are sure?"

She swallowed and nodded.

I grabbed her wrists and drew them over her head, securing them with one hand as I rolled her onto her back and settled between her thighs. My cock notched effortlessly at her entrance and I pushed forward, going as slow as I was able. I felt every single one of my short spikes enter her and it was all I could do not to split her open with one thrust.

It was a slow, painful slide into her tight sheath. I groaned when my slit hit her. I bit out between gritted teeth, "You are so tight. So perfect."

"I can't believe you fit. I feel like one wrong move and you'll shred me from the inside."

I pulled out halfway and pushed back in. Both of us groaned. "There are no wrong moves."

I took up the task of rubbing her clit with my knot while running my tongue up the side of her neck. More of her honey flooded over me and the slide in and out of her was easier then. I picked up the pace. "I'm going to fill you with my cum."

She moaned and I curved my spine to put space between us. I released her hands and lifted her head.

"Look at how good you take me. You were made for me."

Tremors gripped my cock and she screamed. Her orgasm urged me on, and it wasn't long before I followed. I buried myself deep within her and felt my knot swell even more, pressing against her and giving her another wave of ecstasy.

I wished I had lasted longer. I wanted to do so much more with her. Learn every inch of her body. Mark her as mine. There was plenty of time for that later. I never intended to let her go.

As her breathing slowed and her hands dug into the fur on my arms I growled, "Mine."

"I belong to no one."

Her voice was full of venom and my ears flattened against my head. I felt her pull away. I searched her face for any clue to what I'd done to upset her. I couldn't help the whine that whistled through my nose.

"Don't." She turned her face away.

"What do I do?" My chest felt like it was caving in. "How do I make you soft and warm again?"

She chuckled but it held no humor. "You can't. You fucked up thinking you could claim me like some porcelain doll—some possession. I am not something to be owned!"

My entire body shrank. "I didn't mean it like that."

"Oh?" She spat her words at me. "How did you mean it?"

"I meant you were mine because I am yours. You hold my heart, body, and soul in your hands to do with what you wish. I am yours to command. Yours to touch. Yours to use. Yours to wound."

I wanted to wipe myself from her thighs, clean her and hold her, but she pushed away from me. I sat back on my haunches and curled into myself.

Ask me to kill someone and I did it without hesitation. Not knowing what to do or how to act was foreign and uncomfortable. She stared at me for a long while and I thought she might invite me back into her arms. I swayed toward her and she winced.

"I just…" She ran a hand over her face and huffed. "Can you leave? I can't look at you right now."

Pain seared through me. Her voice was small, defeated. In the short time I'd known her, she'd never given up. I had done this. I had taken her where two weeks in confinement and being hunted hadn't. I strangled the whine that threatened in my throat and stood.

I hesitated before disappearing down the tunnel. "I won't go far… if you need anything…" My throat closed as I walked back to my brothers, giving her the space she'd asked for.