The Rýkr Duet

by M. E. Clayton

  I had the head of my dick cradled between her soaked pussy lips, and I knew I couldn’t wait any longer. “Are you ready, baby?”

  The beautiful girl looked at me, then fucked me up some more. “I want you with me completely, Griffin.”

  “I’m with you, Avalon,” I assured her. “I’m nowhere else.”

  A deep, painful, life-destroying groan erupted from my soul when she said, “Prove it. Destroy this room with me.”

  I was never going to let her go.

  With flames of uncontrollable lust trickling down my spine, I pushed into Avalon’s tight body and I saw her eyes turning right before she closed them, her head thrown back, her hands fisting the blanket underneath us. I didn’t stop until there wasn’t nothing left to push in. I didn’t move as I tried to keep my mind from going insane with the indescribable pleasure that was consuming every cell of my body. Everything I’d been denied was now mine, and I had no problem slaughtering anyone and everyone who ever tries to keep this girl from me again.

  “Look at me,” I demanded. “Show me.”

  The second Avalon’s eyes opened, there was no stopping the madness. Everything around us was being destroyed, but nothing else mattered as I pulled back, then pushed back into her tight pussy. Nothing else mattered as Avalon whimpered in pain and pleasure beneath me. Nothing else matter as my body, my soul, my mind, and my heart recognized hers as belonging to me.

  Soon, I was slamming into her petite frame, any pretense of control a lost cause. As Avalon’s legs wrapped higher around my waist, I burrowed myself deeper inside her body and soul. And as she gave herself over to me, as she moved, moaned, and whimpered beneath me, I had no idea how I was going to keep my promise to her parents to return her tomorrow.

  “You’re mine, Avalon,” I grunted above her. “You’re mine.”

  She didn’t say anything, but when her right hand reached up and wrapped around the back of my neck to pull me down for a kiss, she didn’t need to say anything. I didn’t need the words as long as her body kept speaking for her. I didn’t need declarations of love and forever because I was never letting her go, even if she never came around to love me.

  When her teeth sunk into my lower lip, and she let out a throaty mewl of pleasure, I knew she was close. I only prayed that she got there before I did because I wasn’t sure how much longer I was going to last. “Cum for me, baby,” I practically begged. “Give it to me, Avalon. Give me everything.”

  “Griffin,” she cried out as she exploded all around me, and the sensations of her pussy clamping down on my cock were enough to make me break my promise to her parents and keep her with me forever. “Fuck, baby. Fuck…”

  “Yes!” she screamed, and everything around us shook with her release.

  A few thrusts later, I was right there with her. “Avalon,” I hissed as I emptied myself inside her unprotected body, but who gave a fuck because I sure as hell didn’t. Of course, I was assuming she was unprotected since she’s never even kissed a boy, but I couldn’t be sure.

  When I finally rolled off her sated body, I tucked us both underneath the covers, her head resting on my chest. “Holy shit,” I muttered, certain I would never be the same again. I felt her chuckle softly and I wrapped my arm around her tighter. “Are you okay?”

  “I’m still confused and…wary of this thing between us, but everything else was perfect,” she said quietly.

  “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

  “Your size is…uh…is going to take a little getting used to, but I’m not complaining.”

  This time, I was the one who chuckled. “Good to hear, baby.”

  We were silent for a while before she asked, “You didn’t use a condom, did you?”

  “No,” I answered honestly. “And I don’t want to, Avalon. I…just…” I wasn’t sure how to word it. Even though it was just a condom, I’d been kept from this girl long enough. I wanted no barriers between us anymore, even if it was just latex. “I’m just not going to.”

  “I’m on birth control to regulate my periods,” she replied, and I couldn’t ignore the upsetting feeling of losing out on the possibility of getting her pregnant. I wanted everything with Avalon, and I wanted it all now.

  There were a few more minutes of silence before I hit her with another truth. “I need a commitment from you Avalon or else I don’t think I’ll be able to return you to your parents.”

  She leaned up on her elbow and looked at me. “What?”

  My left hand reached out to wrap around her neck. “After what just happened, I can’t let you go without your word that you’re mine, Avalon,” I replied. “I’ll answer whatever questions I can, and I have no problem giving you time to catch up mentally, but I can’t go back to what we were before tonight. I wanted to be strong enough to give you time, but I’m not. I’ll give you the rest of the school year to graduate, but I need to know that I can walk up to you at school on Monday and kiss you good morning or walk you to class or whatever else couples do. I need you with me, Avalon.” Her eyes started to turn, so rolled us over until I was covering her again, her legs automatically opening and making room for me. “Stay with me, baby.”

  “Want to know why they were changing?” I nodded. “I started to imagine what it’d be like to go back to when I didn’t know you existed, and…and my chest started hurting again.”

  And that was victory.

  “I’ll be anything and everything you need me to be, Avalon,” I promised her. “Whatever you need to help you understand better and get through this, I will be that for you. I’ll be that for you and more.”

  Her knees moved higher near my waist. “I need more, Griffin,” she whispered. “I need that same commitment from you.”

  “You have it,” I vowed.

  Avalon’s hand reached up to wrap around my neck again. “I need you to show me again.”

  “Be careful what you wish for, Avalon,” I warned her. “If you give me permission to take you whenever I want, you’ll never leave my bed.”

  Her bright blue gaze started swimming in tears. “I ache for you,” she confessed. “It…it feels almost painful, Griffin. Is it supposed to feel like this afterwards?”

  I shook my head. “No, baby. It’s not.”

  “Then why?”

  “Because there are two angry souls who have been denied each other for years,” I said, trying my best to explain the unexplainable. “They’re making up for lost time.”

  “Then let’s not upset them any longer,” she said, giving me the permission that I was praying for.

  With both our releases still coating the inside of her body and the outside of her pussy, my hard cock slid right back in, and I had her taking all eight inches of heat all over again.

  This time, there was no need for words or wariness. This time, we both knew what we were about, and I fucked Avalon hard, long, and deep, and she took everything I dished out. She begged and moaned for my cock and I gave it to her until my heart was bleeding out at her feet, leaving her to stomp on it or pick it up and keep it alive.

  My soul loved this girl.

  It’s loved her my whole life.

  Epilogue

  Avalon~

  Last night had been too much and not enough. Griffin had taken me two more times before my body was too sore to accept him anymore. However, while my body was sore, my chest no longer was. I felt complete in a way I hadn’t known I wasn’t.

  True to his word, he had returned me to my parents about an hour ago, the entire day being spent with me asking him questions about Rýkr and him doing his best to answer what he could.

  Dinner had been quiet and uneventful, but I think my parents had been so happy to have me back that they hadn’t wanted to jink it. Still, we all knew what a delicate balance this was now that it was clear that I couldn’t be apart from Griffin.

  With dinner over, Neve and I were huddled up in my room, sadness, confusion, and curiosity coming off her in waves. “What was it like?”

  I
looked at my sister and told her the truth. “Like being able to touch the sun.”

  Her eyes widened. “That’s…kind of beautiful.”

  I nodded. “It is,” I agreed. “But it was more than that. It’s like…I touched it and was able to take a piece of it with me.” I grimaced because it was so hard to explain. “I can feel him, Neve. Even now, I can feel him inside my chest. I feel…tethered to something that’s bigger than the both of us. But…but I’m not scared. I’m not scared because he’s with me.”

  She didn’t say anything for a long while. Finally, she asked, “Did he tell you anything more about Rýkr?”

  I nodded again. “I wanted to wait and tell you guys together. I figured tomorrow after breakfast would be a good time.”

  My sister reached out and squeezed my leg. “I’m happy for you, Avalon,” she said. “I’m happy for you if you’re happy.”

  “What about Easton?” I asked.

  “Forget Easton,” she replied. “Just tell me the truth. Are you happy, Avalon?”

  I smiled. “I am.”

  *****

  Griffin~

  Walking away from Avalon’s house after dropping her off at home was the hardest thing I have ever had to do.

  The hardest.

  Coming back home, Severus hasn’t prodded me with questions, but he hadn’t needed to. The smile on my face said it all. I also knew he had reported back to my father that mine and Avalon’s bond had prevailed over time and absence.

  Now that Avalon was officially mine, it was Easton I was concerned about. That’s why I was walking into his room uninvited. “You okay, man?”

  He looked up from his phone. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

  I sat down on his bed. “I’m just surprised you don’t have any questions about last night.”

  “What’s there to ask?” he replied with a bit of irritation and jealousy in his voice. “From the looks of your room, it’s obvious things had been pretty explosive.”

  “I cleaned all that up already.” My room had been shredded to pieces. It had taken me two hours to put everything back, and that was including using my telekinesis for assistance.

  “Well, kudos for you, Griff.”

  And because I wasn’t going to be a target for his regret, I stood up. “You’re a dick.” I turned to leave but he stopped me.

  “Hey, no,” he quickly rushed out as he stood from his bed. “I’m sorry, Griff. I’m…I’m happy for you. Honest.”

  I knew he was. Deep down, I knew he was happy for me. He was just drowning underneath a shitload of bad decisions. “What are you going to do about Neve?”

  “I have no idea,” he admitted.

  I didn’t know what to say to that, so I just said, “Good luck, man.”

  “Thanks,” he muttered.

  The End.

  Neve

  Copyright 2021 Monica Clayton

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  Table of Contents

  ◆◆◆

  Dedication

  Prologue

  1. Neve/Easton

  2. Neve/Easton

  3. Neve/Easton

  4. Neve

  5. Easton

  6. Neve

  7. Easton

  8. Neve

  9. Easton

  10. Neve

  11. Easton

  12. Neve

  13. Easton

  14. Neve

  15. Easton

  16. Neve

  17. Easton

  18. Neve

  19. Easton

  20. Neve

  21. Easton

  22. Neve

  23. Easton

  24. Neve

  25. Easton

  Epilogue

  Dedication

  ◆◆◆

  For everyone loves the idea of magic and love.

  Prologue

  I was so frightened that my heart was threatening to beat out of my chest. However, there was nothing to be done about it now. The wheels have been set in motion and there was no stopping it now.

  Even if they killed me.

  As I fled, I reminded myself that their freedom would be worth my death if it came down to that. Happiness had a price, and it was one I was willing to pay for the chance to change things. There was a chance to break the cycle, and I was going to take it, no matter what.

  The cold night air was beginning to seep into my bones, but my adrenalin was working overtime to keep me warm enough. I only had a few more miles to go and I’d be free.

  They’d be free.

  I tried my best to ignore the crying, but it was hard. I knew those faint echoes of wailing could tip someone off at any time, and the farther that we drove away, the more piercing they became.

  However, the babies in the basket, perched in the backseat, were quiet as could be and the maternal part of me still felt regret over drugging them, no matter how small the amount was. Still, there’d been no help for it. I couldn’t risk their cries alerting someone to my plan.

  I swallowed the lump in my throat as I realized that in just a few short minutes I was never going to see them again. They were going to be granted their freedom, and because I’d never be granted mine, I was never going to see those precious babies ever again.

  When this plan had started forming in my mind a year ago, I had contemplated going with them. I had entertained the idea of all of us being together in a place where we’d be happy. A place where we’d be safe, and they would want for nothing. And it had been a real possibility. Or it had been until it had been announced who they were going to be bound to.

  That had changed everything.

  I knew they’d stop at nothing to find the girls and it’d be too easy to find them with me still in the picture versus setting them free altogether. So, I’d made the biggest sacrifice a mother could make in order to save her children.

  Finally, driving up the abandoned dirt road, I turned off all the lights to the used truck and pulled up under an old willow tree, doing my best to hide the truck.

  I turned in my seat and stretched across the medium to check on the girls. I pulled back the blanket, and they were still sleeping peacefully, cuddled together, beautiful opposites.

  Covering them back up, I climbed out of the truck, anxiousness threatening my balance. And when I saw a pair of headlights making their way up the road, I feared I was going to pass out. In the back of my head, the cries were getting louder, and I knew it was only a matter of time before someone went to check on their uncontrollable wailing.

  Tears erupted when I saw a man get out of the driver’s side door, a woman following immediately on the other side. They looked as frightened as I felt but I had no time to reassure them. Time was of the essence and if I didn’t hurry this along, I’d never be able to go through with it.

  The couple approached me, and the husband said, “Pulled fro
m a junkyard just like you instructed.”

  I nodded. “Everything they need is in the truck.”

  He walked around me to go get everything needed from the truck. The wife walked up to me and took my hands in hers. We’ve never exchanged names because the less I knew, the better for when I was questioned.

  Because I knew I’d be questioned.

  “I…I swear to you, we will do right by your girls,” she promised. “We’ll guard them always.”

  I didn’t comment or move when she walked past me to get the basket from the backseat of the truck. It wasn’t until everything had been transferred that I remembered the book. I rushed to grab it, then raced over to the car.

  The husband rolled down the window and took the book. Unable to look in the backseat where the wife was now sitting, cradling the basket in her arms, I told him, “On their eighteenth birthday, you give that to them. Promise me.” He nodded. “Everything you need to know about them is in that book.”

  “I just want to say-”

  I turned and fled back to the truck. I didn’t want to hear it. I couldn’t. I needed to get away before I changed my mind. Before the cries drove me mad.

  Chapter 1

  Neve – (Six Years Old)~

  “Daddy! Daddy!” I ran into the backyard where I knew he was fixing the porch swing we had in the yard.

  He stopped what he was doing and smiled at me. “What is it, honey?”

  I stopped running when I was standing in front of him. “Daddy, look.”

  “What am I looking at, Neve.”

  “My eyes,” I said, happy that I could do something new. When I heard Daddy’s brain saying something about The Lord, I felt my eyes change to the white color I saw in the mirror.