He held her tightly against him and thrust once more, hard, and she felt him throb deep inside her. The delicious aftershocks of her own pleasure were still making her shiver, as his hot seed spurted again and again, filling her and dripping down over her thigh.
His hands slowly relaxed on her hips, and she heard him breathing heavily behind her. He still twitched inside her, and her own sex was still throbbing as if in answer. Leah hung her head, taking huge breaths, her mind completely blank.
Nthar made a sound of approval, and stroked her back in a surprisingly tender gesture, before withdrawing. She felt more of his seed spill out of her, and somewhere deep in her mind she remembered - now I will carry his child. But she was too exhausted and overwhelmed to panic now.
He took his hands off her, but it took her a minute to be able to move. Then she sat up, her aching arms protesting, her knees scraped and bruised from the cold stone.
She slowly turned, reluctant to look at the demon. He crouched behind her, watching her with his tail flicking back and forth. His cock was still half-erect and glistening. The wicked smile was back on his face, his eyes glowing with something resembling humor. Gods, but he was handsome, even if he was evil and wild. Her face heated at the intrusive thought and she looked away.
She hated feeling so exposed. Attempting to shield her breasts with her tied arms, Leah wondered if she could run now. She wasn't sure she could get up from the floor - at least not quickly enough to escape from him if he chose to grab her.
He was making no move though, and no indication what he wanted of her, if anything. She looked inward, and thought she sensed him – still restraining her movements. Why didn't he let her go now? What more did he want?
"Will you let me go now?" She asked.
He laughed, and moved toward her. She flinched back, ready to attempt to crawl away, but held by his invisible bonds. Slowly he reached out, but only to hook one claw into her wrist bindings. Leah held still when she saw what he was doing, watching him with disbelief. He cut through them with little effort, and she rubbed her wrists as the bindings fell away.
She stared at him, expecting to feel loathing, but she was mainly just numb. Except for the pain and the throbbing between her legs. Well... he'd done his worst, now. All that was left was for him to let her go. After all, he couldn't keep her here indefinitely.
...A thought occurred to her.
He still had to wait for her to release him.
She glanced back at Nthar, and indeed he was sitting as though waiting - that smirk back on his lips.
"You want me to release you." She said, and relief washed through her when she heard a trace of her old strength and confidence returning to her voice.
His eyes flashed, and he cocked his head at her. He spread his hands. "The deed is done. I can see you have quickened. You will give birth to my heir a few moons hence."
She forced down a brief flash of panic and nausea. No time for that now. She would worry about what to do later.
He nodded. "Release me, and you will be free to leave the circle." He said.
Looking right into his eyes, she took a deep breath and steeled herself. "Give me what I asked for." She said. "Heal my brother, and I will release you."
His fingers curled into fists, and for a moment Nthar looked enraged. But Leah forced herself not to flinch, keeping her expression neutral. And after a moment, to her surprise, he threw back his head and laughed his roaring laugh.
She didn't know if he was laughing at the ridiculousness of her demand, or some other private thought. Perhaps he laughed in delight at the idea of torturing her until she agreed to release him without him fulfilling her request. The girl gritted her teeth, reminding herself to remain calm. She simply watched him as his amusement ran its course.
"Oh," he said, still chuckling to himself as he looked back at her. "I do admire your audacity."
"So?" She asked, raising her eyebrows at him. She shivered slightly as a slight breeze blew across her bare skin.
He loooked at her for a long moment, and suddenly she felt him brush her mind again. She blinked, but didn't flinch. She wasn't bluffing. He had taken her virtue and... and worse. She would have what she came for or die rather than return with nothing but his evil spawn inside her. Let him know.
Nthar barked a short laugh. He waved a hand. "Very well!" He said casually, as though it meant nothing to him at all. "It is done."
A demon couldn't lie to his summoner while within the circle, but she had to be sure. "Swear on your seal." She said.
He grinned, and licked his lips. "I swear on my seal, delicious witch." His tail flicked behind him, an impatient gesture. "Now you had better be going before I decide to take you again."
Leah slowly got to her feet, her muscles resisting and protesting every movement. She wouldn't let her pain show. Standing straight before the demon, she tried to take an experimental step backward, out of the circle. Instantly she felt the demon's renewed hold on her, not letting her go.
On cue, he raised an eyebrow at her.
"Can't blame me for trying." She said. She would have liked nothing better than to escape the circle and leave him here to weaken and disperse. But it wasn't going to happen. "I release you." She said. Immediately she felt her legs respond, and she was able to back away.
Nthar was already de-materializing, standing up and straightening to his full impressive height even as he became insubstantial. Once outside the boundary of the circle, Leah bent to pick up her knife and held it before her in trembling hands, as though it offered any protection at all.
He was mostly smoke, fading before her eyes when she saw him grin and wink at her. Then he was gone.
Leah took a deep, shuddering breath, her legs shaking, threatening to collapse under her. No time to fall apart now. She rushed to grab her cloak, gratefully wrapping it around her aching body and drawing the hood up.
It took what seemed like forever for Leah to make it back to town, stumbling on bare feet and shaking legs, and shivering in the cold. She held her lantern before her, navigating the dark, empty road through the village with single-minded determination.
At the outskirts was the beginning of the long track that led to her father's farm. Somehow this gave her strength, and she was able to break into a halting run.
She burst through the door of the house, where the fire was still going in the hearth and the lanterns were still lit. Clutching her cloak around her she ran upstairs, finding the door to her brother's room standing open.
When she stood in the doorway her father jumped up from his seat and rushed over to her. His tear-streaked face was full of concern. He had thought she was safe at Adela's house and was shocked to see her looking disheveled and bruised. Why was he crying? Had the worst already happened? Had all she'd been through been in vain after all?
"Leah! What-" He began, reaching out to her. But she dodged aside, pushing past him and rushing to her brother's bedside.
He was sitting up, and eating. For the first time in months he was feeding himself. His color had returned and the vacant look in his eyes was gone.
"I feel better." He told her, as though it explained everything. "What in the between-world happened to you?"
All Leah could do was fall to her knees by his bedside, and lay her head on the bed next to her brother.
She'd thought she would fall apart at this moment, but still all she felt was joy. She supposed the panic could wait yet a while longer. "Nothing." She said, laughing through her exhaustion. "It doesn't matter."
Did you love The Binding - Bred to the Demon (Rough Reluctant Monster Breeding Erotica)? Then you should read Kiss of Flame - The Dragon's Virgin Tribute (Rough Reluctant Monster Breeding) by Madelene Martin!
The Kingdom is suffering - burned and ravaged by a marauding dragon. There's only one way to stop it.
Soon after her eighteenth birthday, virginal Princess Lily is offered as a tribute. Tied to a stake in a burned village, she is carried off by the m
agnificent beast.
But what she doesn't realize, is the dragon doesn't want to make a meal of her - he wants her as his mate.
The last of his kind, Nalranith the dragon needs to breed. In both his dragon form, and human form, he takes the unwilling girl and uses her body, showing her unexpected ecstasy. And Princess Lily finds destiny in an unlikely place.
This 6000 word erotic romance features Rough, Reluctant Breeding with a dragon shifter.
An Excerpt From the Story:
Lily scrambled to her feet, backing slowly away. Nalranith continued to walk toward her, moving casually. Finally, she backed into the wall. Her eyes darted around nervously, confirming that, of course, there was no escape. She could see no exit aside from the cavern ceiling.
He loomed over her, looking through strands of the dark hair that fell over his face. There was a hunger in his eyes, almost as though he did want to devour her.
Suddenly, he lunged. She squealed and tried to run, but he caught her straight away, grabbing her wrists and holding them tightly as he pushed her face-first against the cavern wall.
"Don't resist," he murmured in her ear. "And I won't have to hurt you." He made a low purring sound, rubbing himself against her. Lily shivered as she felt his body press hard against hers, his huge, hard phallus sliding against her ass.
She had never been this close to a man, and she certainly hadn't imagined it being like this. He smelled of smoke and earth, and his skin was hot. As he breathed heavily in her ear, she felt the a shiver of arousal run through her body, lighting a fire inside her. It was like an awakening.
"I can make it good for you." The dragon rumbled, as he bent to suck on the skin of her neck, moistening it with his tongue.
His tongue was still long, she thought, but no longer forked. She remembered the feeling of his tongue on her... in her. She wondered what it would feel like to have that giant cock inside – it seemed unlikely it would even fit. How much would it hurt?
She shivered, feeling wicked and ashamed.
Holding her wrists easily in one hand, he cupped one breast in the other. His thumb caressed the nipple, and it hardened under his touch. His claw brushed her skin lightly - not hurting, but threatening.
Lily gasped, her face pressed up against the stone. She tried to struggle then, weakly and hopelessly, twisting in his grip.
It only spurred him on. She heard him chuckle quietly, and he let go of her wrists, only to wrap his hand in her long hair. He yanked her head back, and she winced at the sharp pain in her scalp.
Nalranith pulled by the hair, her away from the wall, and dragged her a few steps. There, he pushed her down onto the ground, so that she was on her hands and knees. Still gripping her hair so tightly, he caressed her round ass with his hand, claws brushing her skin.
"You don't want to make me angry." He growled.
Also by Madelene Martin
Standalone
The Wolf-Girl's Prize
Lela of the Lake
Demon Seed (Rough and Reluctant Monster Breeding)
Collar Me: Blind and Bound (BDSM - Blindfolded, Discipline, Bondage, Teasing, Rough Sex)
Suckling Cindy - A Medical Milkfest (Lactation Erotica, Breast and Nipple Play, Threesome)
Vessel of the Demon God (Rough Reluctant Monster Breeding Erotica)
Collar Me (BDSM, Spanking, Teasing, Bondage)
More Bang for His Buck - The Millionaire's Girl (BBW BDSM Erotic Romance)
Sweet Sister (Family Taboo Erotica)
The Binding - Bred to the Demon (Rough Reluctant Monster Breeding Erotica)
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