Chapter 11

Sebastian

Never in my life had I felt such feral possessiveness, such a potent need to… to consume.

But as I stalked into the small cave we'd claimed for the day, I felt like acid ran through my veins.

There was this urgency, this unending need that was far stronger than any bloodthirst I'd ever experienced.

As soon as Ada had whispered those words, I got out of the water, grabbed our shit, threw her over my shoulder, and headed for the cave.

I was vaguely aware of a prickling on the back of my neck from the impending sunrise, but none of that mattered. I would've gladly let myself burn to the ground just for another taste of my perfect mate.

She was warm and soft and pliant in my arms, and I reached up and palmed one of her ass cheeks. Her body was so tiny that my hand encompassed one perfectly rounded cheek.

I was so far gone that I was purely working on instinct, and the only paramount task fueling me was to consummate the mating and finally claim what was rightfully mine.

Ada.

After setting her down and kissing her—because I was that starved for her—I quickly made a fire, then had her back in my arms.

"I'm so hungry for you I'm ravenous." I tangled one of my hands in her hair and pulled on the damp strands, twisting them around my fingers and tilting her head back so that I could latch my lips on to her throat.

I sucked hard enough to leave a mark, a red and purple brand. I wanted them all over her body, a testament to how much I desired her.

They would be a mark that would let anyone who looked upon my Fae mate know that if they so much as touched her, I'd tear them limb from limb. Gladly.

I couldn't help myself as I leaned in and dragged my tongue along the side of her throat, lapping up the beads of water that slid along her freckled alabaster skin.

I made a primal sound, the animalistic need rising in me as I tasted the salty sweetness that was my mate. My cock throbbed, and my fangs ached.

All I could think about was throwing her on the ground and burying my face between her thighs. Fuck, the image of holding her legs open so that I could puncture her femoral artery at the same time I finger fucked her played in vivid detail through my mind.

"You're a sweet little thing. Mine."

When I pulled back and looked into her dazed face, an unadulterated wave of pure male satisfaction filled me. I could smell her desire, could scent how wet her pussy was.

We hadn't bothered getting dressed. Hell, I hadn't allowed her any time to realize what I was doing. Because as soon as I had her out of the water, I threw her over my shoulder and headed to the cave.

Her lips were pink and swollen from my kisses. I couldn't see straight, couldn't think rationally as I used my hand in her hair to guide her down until she was on her knees and looking up at me.

Her eyes were hooded, and I grabbed my cock, wrapping my big hand around the meaty length and pointing the tip right at her mouth.

Pre-cum was a steady flow out of the slitted crown, and I leaned forward and smeared it around her lips, coating her flesh with my seed.

I wanted it all over her body.

I needed her to smell like me, to rub it on every inch of her lithe form. I craved to mark every single fucking inch of her with my blood and cum, cover her in my bite marks.

"Open those pretty fucking lips." I barely recognized my voice as I ordered her to do things she probably never even dreamed of.

And fuck… I was just getting started with her.

"I've never?—"

"I know." I clenched my fist tighter around the base of my cock and slapped her parted lips with it. "This is a first for both of us." I groaned and smacked her lips with my cockhead again. "But I have one hell of an active imagination, and the filthy fucking things I'm going to do to you…"

I inhaled sharply when she darted that little pink tongue out and lapped at my dick.

"My dirty girl, so hungry for her mouth filled with my cock." I all but purred. "Knowing I'm the only one who will ever know how warm your mouth is, how tight your pussy is, or how sweet you taste, turns me on like a motherfucker."

Ada kept her gaze latched on me as she parted her lips. I moved the head of my cock back and forth over her mouth, pre-cum a constant at the slit, covering her like lipstick.

I pushed the head in, forcing her to open her mouth wider, her jaw popping slightly because I was so big and her mouth was so tiny.

I kept a hand tightened in the back of her hair, my claws gently scraping her scalp as I pushed inch after inch into her. Ada was hot and warm. She gagged when the crown hit the back of her throat, and I groaned at how good that sounded.

"Relax for me. Breathe out of your nose and swallow around it, sweetheart." I hummed in approval when she did just that. "That's my good girl."

I retreated and pushed back in, doing this over and over again until she lifted her hands and had them around my waist, her blunt little nails digging into the sides of my ass.

I wanted to have her choke on my cock, wanted her so full of me that she could hardly breathe, couldn't even think straight because she was too focused on getting me off.

And when the tears started to fall out of the corners of her eyes as she hollowed her cheeks and really sucked on my cock, I felt my balls tighten and my impending orgasm rise.

I wanted to shoot my load right down her throat and into her belly. But I had other plans.

Plans that involved me being deep in her virgin cunt when I finally came inside a female for the first time in my life. I'd make sure her womb was bathed in the very essence of me.

"There will only ever be you. Only you."

I was a selfish bastard as I pushed myself back into her. "I said loosen up that throat, baby."

I made her take as much as she could, and when she tried to push me back, I gave her another inch.

"You're doing so good. Don't stop. I know you want me to feel good." She moaned as she dug her nails into my ass even harder. "My sweet girl."

She gagged on my cock, and even more pretty tears slipped down her cheeks.

When I pulled my dick out of her mouth, a resounding pop echoed throughout the cavern. I had her off the ground a second later and instantly wrapped my hand around her throat, keeping the other one tight in her hair.

And then I proceeded to lick her face, dragging my tongue over her lips, along her jawline, and finally lapping up the tears that covered her cheeks.

She was sweet and salty and all mine.

"Are these all for me, Ada?"

She panted and nodded.

"Yeah, they are. You're only going to give me these tears, huh?" Her nod pulled a gruff sound from my throat.

She mewled and moaned, and I kissed her, ravenous for everything that Ada had to give me.

I thrust my hand between her thighs, feeling how soaked she was, her honey coating her pussy and the inside of her thighs.

"Christ, you're so wet for me." I started sucking on her bottom lip as I spread my fingers through her folds, getting the digits saturated with her nectar. "Your body is ready for me to fuck it, isn't that right, baby?"

She didn't answer, just made a desperate sound.

Gods, she was the most perfect creature I'd ever encountered. I would level cities, stack corpses up as high as mountains just to keep her as mine.

I had her on the ground a second later, my lust-craze not focused on anything else but fucking my mate.

We were damp from the swim and getting dirty from the cavern floor, and Jesus, was it the fucking hottest thing ever.

I leaned back on my knees, placed my hands on her inner thighs, and spread her as wide as she'd go. Her pussy lips parted, and I was riveted to the sight.

I just kept looking and drinking my fill until she started to squirm, her clear bashfulness coming through.

"Goddamn, you're a sight. Just let me look at you, baby."

"Fuck me."

I grinned. "You just lie there and let me work you over real fucking nice. You let me worry about making you feel good, sweetheart."

I lifted one of her legs and started dragging my tongue over the top of her foot, then along her shin, around her delicate knee before sucking on her flesh.

I scraped my fangs on every inch of her I could reach, hearing her gasp, knowing I was scratching her, breaking her flesh. I smelled the delicious tang of her blood from those erotic wounds, and lapped it up.

"You taste so fucking good. The best I've ever had."

I licked and sucked at her thighs, could smell how wet she was, that slickness that made my mouth water and my teeth ache.

My cock throbbed, and I felt so much pre-cum slip out of my cock I was making a fucking mess.

Fuck, I wanted to eat her out so badly, to suck on her clit, and to thrust my tongue into her pussy and watch her come undone for me.

Instead I kept licking at her, scenting her as I moved my tongue over her belly, around her navel, and up to her tits.

Gods, her breasts were perfect, firm and small, her nipples a deep pink, the tips puckered. I growled low and lifted my gaze at the same time I wrapped my lips around her nipple, sucking on it until it beaded up all nice and hard.

"Look at you," I murmured against her breast. "Lifting your hips and trying to get my dick inside of you." I gave her nipple one last slow, thorough lick before pulling away.

She had her back bowed as she made the softest, neediest sounds.

"You want your mate to lick this little cunt?"

She panted, and I didn't wait for her to respond. I had my hands behind her knees, lifted her legs up, and pressed them to her chest, spreading her out so I could get a good look at all that red, swollen, wet pussy.

"So juicy, baby." I leaned in, close enough I could smell the addictive, musky scent of my mate, but not close enough I was feasting on her.

I looked up at her face, held her gaze with mine, and spit on her pussy. "Not that I need you wetter," I murmured and spit on her cunt again, letting a trail of saliva drip from my mouth in a slow, nasty way that had my cock jerking. "But I like making you blush by doing this." I reached between her legs and smeared the spit all over her. "You probably think this is nasty, don't you?"

She nodded and I chuckled.

"But your little pussy is hungry for me, isn't that right?"

She nodded again and followed it with a moan.

"I won't make you suffer anymore." I was on her a second later, sucking her pussy lips into my mouth, dragging my fangs on either side of them before sucking on that swollen little clit.

I flattened my tongue, dragged it from her hole to the little bundle of nerves at the top of her pussy, then moved it back down. I lapped at her like she was a melting ice cream cone on a hot fucking day.

But I wouldn't let her come. Not yet.

I rose back up, ran my hand over my mouth and collected all her pussy juice, then dragged my tongue over the center of my palm. Her eyes fluttered, about to close.

"You keep your eyes on me, sweetheart."

I slid my hands up her arms, grabbed her wrists, and thrust her arms above her head. Holding them with one of my hands around her delicate bones, I used my other one to curl behind her knee, jacked her leg up and out, and aimed myself at her tight hole.

Her belly was hollowing out from the force of her breathing, her tits shook, and my fangs ached to pierce the underside of one of those perfect flesh mounds and drink hard.

I glanced at her face, saw how wide her eyes were, and ground out, "No stopping this now. You're mine forever, Ada." And with that I thrust in hard and fast, making her take every single stiff inch of me.

She cried out as she arched her back and instantly reached for me. I gritted my teeth.

Her eyes were open wide as she stared at me, her pupils completely dilated. Her tiny little fangs were so fucking hot that I didn't stop myself from leaning in and kissing her, dragging my tongue along the twin points, and making her taste her pussy on my mouth.

When I broke away, I was still very deep inside of her, not moving, just giving her body a moment to get accustomed to how big I was.

"I feel like you're splitting me in two," she breathed out, but I kept her spread open.

"Yeah, I fucking am," I ground out. "My good girl. You were made to fit me." I slowly pulled out then, gripping the base of my cock and squeezing that girthy length as I stared down at it. It was streaked with her virgin blood and my fangs ached for more.

I couldn't fucking help myself as I shifted down so I could really see her pussy. Blood smeared along that feminine crease where her leg met the most intimate part of her. I dragged my tongue along it, lapping up that virginal prize that would only ever be mine.

"Fuck, you taste good. Sweet." I looked up the length of her body. "You taste like mine, Ada. All. Fucking. Mine."

I was rising and positioned right back between her legs, and with a savage snarl thrust into her without being gentle.

I really dug my feet into the ground as I thrust up into her, getting as deep as I could. Her breasts shook, and her nipples beaded up from the force of my fucking.

I was an animal, unable to control myself as I started pounding into her. Sweat dripped down from my temples and onto her belly, mixing with the smears of blood and the marks covering her.

It was a gorgeous fucking sight, to see my female covered in my fluids and bite marks.

Fuck, she was already close, my pretty girl ready to give me her orgasm.

"Not yet, Ada. Just hold it, baby girl. Make yourself stay on the precipice." Sweat obscured my vision as I shallowly thrust into her, not going as deep as either one of us wanted or needed. "You feel how good it is? You stay right there and it'll be better." I let my head fall back and closed my eyes for a second, groaning. "Staying right on the edge is so fucking good, Ada."

I opened my eyes and focused on my girl again. I pushed all of my cock into her, and she shook her head back and forth as if she were trying to deny me.

"I can't. It's too much. You're too much."

When I pulled out and started doing the shallow thrusting once more, she started speaking incoherently at first, but then the pleading started.

"I can't hold it. Not anymore." She rose on her elbows and looked down to watch my dick going in and out of her. "Sebastian."

"Look at how wet you made me. I'm a fucking mess from your juicy pussy." I went slow, too slow to get her off. But I needed to come, and so did my female.

"Touch that hard little clit. Go on. Do what I say."

I was transfixed as she slid her hand down and started rubbing that little pink pearl of nerves. And when she did, I really started fucking her. When her breathing changed and I knew she was close, I ordered her to stop.

She groaned and let herself fall back onto the ground, crying as she begged.

"Please. Sebastian, please."

I said a nasty curse as I pulled out, gripped her tiny waist to flip her over, and adjusted Ada so she was on her hands and knees.

I leaned back on my heels, staring at her pale ass, the light splattering of freckles even on those perfect peach mounds. "I fucking love these," I groaned as I palmed the cheeks. "Even covered in dirt, you're the hottest thing I've ever laid eyes on."

Before I could stop myself, I was bringing my hand down and smacking a cheek, watching as the flesh jiggled. She gasped and looked over her shoulder at me, her eyes wide and her breathing frantic.

I clenched my fingers around one of the cheeks, my tanned skin so much darker than her porcelain complexion.

"You're like a little doll. My fucking little doll, sweetheart."

While staring into her eyes, I brought my hand back down and spanked her, unable to stop myself as I started to alternate between her left and then her right ass cheek.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

She was making these incomprehensible sounds.

I thrust my cock back into her. I was growling like a maniac as I fucked her.

And her ass was a nice shade of red.

I was panting and sweating when I finally stopped, my handprints all over her skin. My cock was a hard bastard. And as I pulled her cheeks apart and aimed my dick right at her pussy hole, I knew I would never be the same because of this female.

Because nothing and no one would ever compare to her.

With that thought I plunged back in hard and deep and fast, not giving her body time to adjust to the penetration.

I forced my thick dick into her, tunneling it in and out, holding on to her hips to keep her steady because she was moving forward from my primal fucking.

Feral sounds reverberated out of my chest and surrounded us, and I knew I wasn't going to last.

I was going to come and fill her with so much of my seed it would seep from her little pussy when I pulled out.

She tipped her head back, her hair falling over one shoulder. I could smell how close she was, her orgasm, this saccharine scent that made me feel drunk.

With a hand between her thighs and my fingers rubbing her clit, I waited until she started to convulse, her pussy clamping down and milking my cock for my cum.

Only then did I bare my teeth and lean forward to sink my fangs into the column of her throat, pushing them in deep, knowing it hurt her but also sensing how much her orgasm rose because of it.

And with my mouth latched to her neck, I came in hard, thick, pulsating jets, filling up her womb. The only thought in my head was getting her pregnant.

I wanted to watch her grow big and round with my baby. I wanted to keep her close and protect her, to provide for her so she never had to worry about anything.

I wanted to fucking kill anyone who even thought about Ada.

And I fucking would. Because she was the only thing I cared about. She was my priority.

I came. And came. And came. Unable to stop myself, my first real orgasm seizing up my entire body so I wasn't able to function aside from letting the pleasure take control of me.

It was when I was finally sated that my body fell forward on its own. I was mindful enough to slam my hands down on the dirt on either side of her body, caging her in as we both caught our breath.

I lifted my head just slightly so that I could see the expanse of her back. Her alabaster skin sported scratches and bite marks, hickeys and smeared blood. I stared at the scars along her shoulder blades and found myself leaning forward and dragging my tongue over them before kissing her gently. I wanted her to know that even if I was a brutal bastard when I fucked my mate, she was the most precious thing to me. She was my everything. And a bastard like me would need to prove to her every single day how worthy I was to have her as my mate.

I kissed the center of her back once more before rising and reaching around to grab her chin. I turned her head so she was forced to look at me.

I pierced my tongue with one of my fangs, tasting the blood that coated the inside of my mouth before I leaned in and kissed her, making her take the very essence of me inside of her body.

When I broke the kiss, she leaned in as if she wanted more, her gaze heavy.

"You're the prettiest thing I've ever fucking seen." I gave her one more kiss, my lips rubbing back and forth against hers, the blood being painted along her cheeks and chin.

"Gods," she whispered. "What did you do to me?" She laughed softly.

"I made you mine, sweetheart. Now say it." The scent of our body fluids coexisting as one caused my softening cock to jerk inside of her and get hard all over again.

She squirmed beneath me, and I clamped my hand flat on her belly to keep her still.

"Fucking say it." It was a demand. I wouldn't let her go until she admitted it.

It took her long seconds before she responded. She didn't need to say the words to seal her fate to me, but I still wanted to hear them whispered from her lips.

"I'm yours, Sebastian."

Yeah, she fucking was.