“Please,” she whispered breathlessly when the kiss broke. “Please take me, Garron. Quick—before you turn back!”
“Need to taste you first,” he growled softly. “Need to get between your thighs and lap your sweet cunt, Tess.”
“You…you do?” Her breath seemed to catch in her throat. Though she had been begging him to do just that, the stark reality of this act still made her heart beat fast and her knees weak.
“Have to, lin’del,” he whispered hoarsely. “It’s your scent and taste that anchors me in this form. I need to bathe in your sweet scent—need to tonguefuck you long and hard tonight until you come all over my face. It’s the only way I can be sure I won’t change back.”
“All right,” Tess murmured, her heart fluttering. His eyes were glowing in the dark again and she reached up to run her hands through his thick black hair which was every bit as soft as his feather-fur had been in his dr’gin form. “All right,” she said again. “Take me, Garron. Do…do whatever you need to do. I want you to.”
A low growl of pure need rose from his throat and then he was kissing and licking his way down her body. His hot mouth captured one of her nipples and Tess moaned and rose to meet him, offering herself without shame.
Slut, whispered Pierce’s voice in her head but she pushed it away without hesitation.
This is what Garron needs—for me to give myself completely—to open myself without question to whatever he wants to do. And if that’s what it takes to bring him back and keep him back, I’ll do it. I’ll do anything—I don’t care. I don’t care and I’m not ashamed!
Garron growled softly and switched to her other nipple, engulfing it in his hot, wet mouth and sucking hard. Tess moaned and writhed under him as he mouthed her tender bud and then nipped it sharply, sending sparks of pain and pleasure shooting straight to the heated spot between her thighs.
“Garron!” she gasped as he did it again and then lapped her nipple gently, as though to sooth the ache he had caused. “Oh, God, Garron, please…”
“Please, what?” He looked up at her, his eyes glowing fiercely with desire.
“Please…” Despite her dirty talk earlier, Tess felt suddenly tongue tied. Before she had been speaking to a beast which might not understand—now she was talking to a man who knew exactly what she was saying. “Please kiss me lower?” she whispered, biting her lip.
He shook his head.
“That’s not good enough. Tell me what you want me to do. Exactly what you want me to do.”
“I…”
“Say, ‘Garron, I want you to kiss my pussy,’” he commanded hoarsely. “I need to hear you say it, Tess. Need to know you want it as much as I do.”
“I do want it,” she assured him. “I…Garron, I want you to kiss my pussy. And…” Her cheeks were hot but she made herself go on anyway. “And I want you to taste me too. Want you to…to spread me open and…and lick inside me. Put your tongue deep inside my…my cunt.”
He gave a low groan of desire and his eyes flashed.
“Gods, lin’del, love to hear you talk like that. Love to hear you beg for it.”
“I am begging,” Tess told him boldly. “Kiss me lower. Go on, I…I won’t try to stop you. I…I’ll open myself for your tongue and give you anything you want…anything you need. I swear.”
He groaned again. “Such sweet words, lin’del. So sweet and brave to spread yourself so wide for me and let me fuck you with my tongue.”
Tess’s breath caught in her chest and she bit her lip as he began to move down her body again. He kissed a trail from the bottoms of her breasts down her quivering abdomen and belly until he came at last to the soft, well trimmed thatch at the top of her mound.
Up until now, Tess had been lying with her legs stretched out straight and her knees together. Now she moaned softly as Garron split her thighs wide, parting her legs to give him complete access to her pussy.
The motion spread her lower lips as well and she could feel herself opening, showing him without a doubt how turned on she was, how wet his kisses and caresses had made her.
“Gods,” he muttered raggedly, staring down at her and Tess knew he could see her perfectly despite the darkness in the cave. “So beautiful…so sweet.”
“So kissable…” Daring greatly, Tess opened her thighs even wider, baring her slippery inner folds for him as well as the tingling little button of her clit. “Come on, Garron…lick me. Taste me.”
“With pleasure…” With a low, animalistic growl, he lowered himself and wrapped his long, muscular arms around her thighs, holding her open for his assault. “So wet,” he murmured. “So wet and hot and perfect…”
Tess gasped as he lifted her pelvis to his face like a man dying of thirst would lift a bowl of water. He rubbed against her, bathing in her scent as he had promised, and she moaned as the rough stubble on his jaw scratched her tender skin. Sensation tingled through her, making her buck her hips up to meet his deliciously rough caress, making her want more…
“That’s right…” Garron looked up at her, his mouth and jaw already wet with her juices. “Ride my face tonight, Tess. Ride my tongue. Help me make you come.”
Then he buried his mouth between her legs and lapped her open with one long, hot, wet stroke of his tongue.
Tess moaned and fisted her hands in his thick, silky hair, riding his face as he had asked. She had never felt so open, so vulnerable…and yet she had never felt so free. Here she was, her thighs split wide with the big Kindred between them, his tongue buried deep in her cunt and there was nowhere she would rather be. No one she would rather be with, no one she would rather be giving herself to.
“Please,” she whispered, grinding shamelessly against his hot, wet tongue. “Oh God, please, Garron!”
He growled low in his throat in answer and sucked her throbbing clit into his mouth. The tip of his tongue drew magical patterns around and around her tender bud, making her moan helplessly and rise to meet him again and again.
At last, when she thought she couldn’t take much more, he moved lower and sank his tongue deeply into her cleft. Tess moaned again as he started to fuck her—thrusting his tongue exactly as she imagined he would thrust his cock. Hitting all the right spots, filling her up…
The thought made her so hot, she couldn’t stand it. With a sudden gasp, she felt a whip-crack orgasm race through her, making her pussy juice helplessly against his invading tongue.
“Oh God…Oh God!” She bucked against him again, giving in helplessly to the tide of pleasure that was sweeping over her.
Garron growled approvingly and lapped up every last drop. Tess moaned and arched her back as he dragged his tongue over her slick petals, determined not to miss any of her honey.
At last he stopped licking her and looked up, his eyes blazing like blue furnaces in the night.
“Tess…” he began and then stopped and frowned.
“What?” Tess was still panting from her orgasm but she could sense the unease in him. “What’s wrong, honey? Are you afraid you might turn back?”
“I will turn back…if I don’t take you.”
She frowned, not understanding the problem.
“So? Then take me. I want you to!”
“I want you too, lin’del. So badly I can scarcely stand it. But…”
“But what?” she asked gently, getting up on her elbows to look at him more fully. “What’s wrong? Just tell me—-whatever it is, we can fix it together.”
“I don’t think you can fix this.” He looked away, a troubled expression on his strong features.
“Fix what?” Tess was beginning to feel exasperated. Her orgasm had been brief—just an appetizer and she wanted more. More of his big, hard body pressed against hers, more of his deep, growling voice in her ear, more of him inside her…More.
“You cannot fix my hunger for you.” He looked at her again and this time she could clearly see the need and shame warring in his eyes. “The dr’gin , it’s still close to the surf
ace—too close.”
Tess bit her lip. “What are you saying? That you might…change back in the middle?”
“No. But I cannot…cannot be gentle with you, the way I wanted to while it is so close.”
Tess’s heart started to pound but she raised her chin.
“That’s all right. I don’t need you to be gentle.” Looking him right in the eyes, she spread her legs wide and lay back, offering herself. Take me, Garron—I can handle it. I can handle you.”
“Can you handle this?”
Instead of lowering himself on top of her, he reached down and raised her roughly. Flipping her over, he pushed her down to her hands and knees and pressed her thighs wide apart.
“Garron?” she gasped, looking around to see him crouching behind her.
“Can you handle me like this?” he asked, his voice a low, needy growl. “Can you raise your sweet ass and take my cock deep in your pussy, lin’del? Can you let me take you hard and fast? Because I don’t just need to fuck you tonight—my dr’gin is too close—too demanding. I need to breed you. To thrust my shaft as deep inside your soft little cunt as I can and bathe your womb with my seed. I need to come in you over and over, need to fill you up and make you mine completely. Mine forever. Can you handle that?”
Tess moaned, her heartbeat so loud in her own ears she could barely hear anything else. Could she submit to this kind of rough love? Pierce had never done anything like this. He’d kept their lovemaking exclusively missionary position—boring and utterly quiet except for a few grunts on his part. Maybe that was why being up on her hands and knees with Garron behind her, both of them panting and needy and hot felt so forbidden…so animalistic.
She bit her lip. It wasn’t the way she’d expected her first time with Garron to be but if this was the way he needed it…
“Yes,” she whispered raggedly. “Yes, I said I’d do anything to bring you back and keep you with me and I meant it. Anything at all. Even…even this.” Lowering her head, she spread her thighs wider and raised her ass, offering herself, opening her pussy for her lover’s thick shaft. “Take me,” she begged softly, looking back at him once more. “Take me the way you need to, Garron. I want you to.”
With a low, hungry growl, he gripped her hips and she felt the broad, blunt head of his cock slide over her open pussy. He bumped over her sensitive clit, making her jump and gasp and then the thick tip found its way to her entrance.
Tess lowered her head and moaned softly as the head of his cock breached her and began to slide slowly, inexorably inside. She’d had Garron within her once before—well, halfway anyway, but it was different this time. He seemed bigger somehow—thicker—almost as though he was channeling the dr’gin and this part of him had somehow grown to its huge proportions.
Still, she could do nothing to stop him—she was on her hands and knees, her thighs spread wide, half impaled on his thick shaft. She could only raise her ass and spread her thighs wider, trying to accommodate his girth, trying to be open enough for the huge cock he was thrusting deeper and deeper inside her.
“Tess…Gods…so tight,” Garron groaned.
“Sorry…trying to be…open enough,” she whispered.
“I’m not complaining. You fit me perfectly.” His voice was a low, caressing growl, his breath was hot against the back of her neck, and still he filled her. Tess knew she was extremely wet from the way he had tasted her but she could still feel her inner walls stretching as he fucked into her. God, he was huge and so long. Would this ever end? Would he ever reach bottom within her?
Just as she was certain it would never happen, it did. The blunt head of his cock bottomed out and kissed the mouth of her womb. They both moaned at once and Garron dropped his head to kiss her shoulder, his teeth grazing sharply over her bare flesh.
“Do you feel that, lin’del?” he muttered hoarsely. “Do you feel my cock in you, all the way to the root?”
“God,” she whispered brokenly. “God, yes, I feel it. You’re in me…in me so deep.”
“Going to get even deeper,” he promised her in a low, rough growl. “Need to fuck you hard tonight, Tess. Need to breed you and fill your soft little pussy with my cum.”
“I…I know,” she whispered back, hanging her head. “I know you do.”
“I’m sorry…” His voice was still rough but there was a note of shame in it too. “Sorry I need to take you this way. It’s the dr’gin within me—it needs me to plant my seed deep in your belly. Needs me to come inside you until your sweet pussy overflows.”
“It’s all right,” Tess assured him. “I…I’m ready.” To prove it was true, she lowered herself to her elbows, letting them rest on the rough rock floor. The motion spread her thighs even wider, giving him even better access to her pussy, allowing him to get a fraction of an inch deeper into her wet cunt.
“Gods…” Garron groaned, and then it seemed that he could wait no longer. Tess’s mute invitation was too much—too tempting. With a low growl he pulled back until all but the head of his cock was out of her and then slammed forward, thrusting deep and hard into her pussy.
Tess moaned softly and clenched her hands into fists as she tried to be open enough for his rough, delicious fucking. She could feel herself stretching with each punishing stroke, could feel his thick shaft invading her, filling her, taking her so hard she cried out with a pleasure that was close to pain with every thrust.
Garron growled and gripped her hips tighter, then he leaned forward and palmed her breasts, rolling her nipples until she moaned some more. He kissed her shoulder again and then bit her—not enough to break the skin but enough that she could feel his teeth. It was a mark of possession and it made Tess shiver even as she submitted to him.
It was as though she was being fucked by two creatures—the man she loved and the beast within him. She could feel the dr’gin surging just below the surface, taking pleasure in her body as surely as Garron was. Part of her wondered what would happen if it suddenly decided to come out—what would she do if the smooth, hard, muscular form hovering over hers suddenly changed into one that was covered in fur? Would she try to get away…or simply stay there and let the dr’gin fuck her as Garron was doing now?
Luckily she didn’t have to answer that question. Garron was able to remain in his current form as he bred her, fucking her long and hard, claiming her completely.
I never wanted him to say “mine” to claim me like Pierce used to try to do, she thought as Garron went on and on. But Garron really is claiming me—after this, I’m his and he’s mine. After this we belong to each other…
After what seemed like forever, she could feel the big Kindred speeding up, his thrust becoming deeper and more erratic. At the same time, she felt her own pleasure growing, climbing the peak with each rough thrust as he pressed inside her, spreading her inner walls with his cock.
God…too much…too much! she thought deliriously. Can’t take much more…
And then Garron gave her more anyway. She felt one large, warm hand slide down from her right breast and find its way to the place where they were joined. She gasped as he spread her pussy lips wide and rubbed roughly over her throbbing clit.
The rough, deliberate pleasure while he continued to pound inside her pushed Tess over the edge at last.
“Oh…oh, God…Garron!” she wailed as her orgasm pierced through her. “Oh God, yes…take me…fuck me!”
“That’s right,” he growled, his fingers sliding over her slick folds. “That’s right, come for me, lin’del. Come all over my cock while I breed you…while I fill your sweet pussy with my seed…”
And then she felt him grip her pelvis so tightly she knew she would have finger shaped marks on her hips the next day. With a low roar, he thrust into her, pressing as deeply as he could to reach her core.
Tess felt a hot rush and knew he was coming inside her, filling her with his seed, breeding her exactly as he had promised. With a soft wail, she backed to meet him, trying to get all of him, tryin
g to give herself completely as she accepted his lust and need completely. As she opened her pussy and her heart to the man she loved and the beast inside him.
“Garron,” she gasped. “I love you!”
“Love you too, lin’del,” he gasped. “So much…so damn much…”
Tess bucked back against him, wanting this moment to never end. Wanting to feel him in her, claiming her forever.
“Garron,” she whispered. “Garron, I…”
But the physical sensations of intense pleasure coupled with the extreme emotions were suddenly more than her system could handle. Sparks of errant light danced before her eyes and then everything faded to black.
With a little moan, she collapsed on the stone floor and knew no more.
Chapter Forty-two
Tess woke the next morning, sore but satisfied. She was completely naked but somehow she wasn’t cold. Why was that?
Blinking, she looked around and saw that she was sitting on a new fur sofa. A white fur sofa. She frowned. Why had she picked white? It was a bad choice—one glass of red wine and it was going to be toast.
Then she woke up a little more and realized the sofa was breathing. The back of it was heaving up and down very slowly, almost as though it was some huge beast and not a sofa at all. Almost as if…
“No!” Tess sat up, completely awake at last. “No, it can’t be!” she exclaimed, looking at the dr’gin who was curled around her. He raised his head and looked at her quizzically from those brilliant turquoise eyes—Garron’s eyes. “I brought you back last night,” Tess told him, beginning to get really upset. “We said we loved each other. You can’t be stuck in this form again. You can’t be!”
“I’m not stuck, lin’del. I simply reverted to this form to keep you warm last night.”
The voice was unmistakably Garron’s but Tess was hearing it with her mind, not her ears. It made her think of the other disembodied voice she’d heard the night before—the one that had told her to be brave. Was she going crazy, hearing voices all the time now?
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