by Garnet Hart
He heard Asra’s voice calling his name. At first he thought he was hallucinating. But the voice was real. She was coming closer and closer.
Shit! “Get back inside the house, Elf!” he ordered when he knew she was close enough to hear him.
“Where are you? You just ran out of the house like crazy. Are you alright?”
“I am! Just get back in the house!”
“Come with me. I miss you.”
Fuck! “Go back, Asra or you’ll regret it.”
She found him. He just saw her standing right where he was hiding.
Wearing nothing else but her white night gown, he could see her body glowing under the moonlight.
But still, he mustered all the strength to put his mind above his raging cock. “I’ll give you five seconds to leave, Elf. If you dunna, you’ll be spending the whole night on your back and knees in these woods.”
For a moment, she was dumbfounded, but smiled as though she had taken his warning as a joke. She approached him and touched his forehead.
“You’re sweating badly. And you’re so hot. Do you Lycans ever get fever?”
Without preliminaries, he grabbed her head and kissed her hard, crushing her mouth as his tongue tunneled past her teeth to seek hers. He sucked and sparred with her tongue while his hands moved all over her body and squeezed her bottom as he pressed her hips against his hard on.
Instead of being horrified of his ravishing actions, she moved her hips against his, urging him to go on.
He lifted her up and let her wrap her legs around his waist. One hand held her bottom as he continued grinding up against her. He ripped her night dress off of her body. Immediately, he lowered his mouth to devour her cherry nipples.
“Ohhh!” she moaned and held on to his shoulders for support as she threw her head back so he could have easy access to her breasts.
“Don’t tell me to stop,” he said and moved to suck on her other nipple.
“I won’t. I don’t want you to stop.”
“You’ll regret you’ve followed me here, Elf.”
“I was worried about you. I thought something was wrong.”
“I just wanted to fuck.”
“Then why did you come here? You should have just knocked on my door.”
He smiled, grateful for having such a passionate mate. “You dunna know what you’re asking for, Elf.”
“All I know is that I want to make love with you under the full moon.”
That was it. Her words just made his cock twitch so hard that he felt like it was going to burst out of his jeans if he wouldn’t release it right away.
“Are you sure you can satisfy my need tonight?”
“Have I ever not satisfied you?”
He tore off the rest of her clothes before lowering her back on the ground. Right in front of her, he stripped his jeans and shirt off as she watched. As always, her eyes widened in surprise when his cock sprang free.
She gasped as she stroked his aching maleness. “You look thicker than ever, and so hard. Can I kiss you?”
She was about to drop on her knees but he held her up. “You can suck all you want in the morning, but right now I need to get inside you and fuck that pretty cunt of yours. Now get down on all fours. I canna wait.”
Like an excited child, she dropped on all fours on the grass and raised her bottom higher so he could easily enter her.
He ran his hands all over her back, and then he lowered his head and licked the base of her spine all the way to her nape. He thrust his tongue inside her ear, drawing a long moan from her.
He positioned his cock right at her entrance while one hand kneaded her breast. She was wet now. He not only felt it but could smell her arousal wafting in the air.
“This will be rough, Elf. Are you sure?”
“Yes, I’m sure.”
With his thumb pressed on her clit to stimulate her further, he crammed his cockhead inside her. Her body stiffened at the pressure so he strummed on her nub until she relaxed her muscles.
He continued to tunnel inside her slowly, but his control had reached its limit. Holding both sides of her hips to support her body from the upcoming impact, he thrust deep inside her with one brutal force.
Her scream of combined pain and pleasure disrupted the tranquility of the night. But he was not yet fully seated inside her.
“Can you take more?”
“All of you.”
He withdrew an inch or two, and then drove back in harder. Her inner muscles clasped tightly around his girth.
Shit, the tightness, the warmth, and her wetness was driving him mad.
She was breathing hard, holding her head back with her eyes closed as she relished their union. “You feel so good inside me. Do you know that?”
“It can be better than good, Elf.”
“Show me.”
“Spread your legs wider. You are so fucking tight.”
She obeyed and he continued to push forward, but she couldn’t take all of him. The thickest portion of his shaft refused to enter. During full moon, his cock was bigger than its usual size. Had she been a Lycan, she would have taken him easily in this state. Shit! This could be a problem and he didn’t need this impediment right now. He wanted all of himself inside her he was going mad with it!
He focused on her clit, strumming it with quick strokes until she began to shiver. He needed her to come. It was the only way he could penetrate her fully.
It happened sooner than he expected. Moaning and groaning, her juices exploded within her, coating his shaft for more lubrication. While she was in the midst of rapture, he drove inward until her pussy had swallowed all his length.
He gritted his teeth as the bliss of complete penetration consumed him. He held his head back as pleasure washed all over him. He could feel it coming. He could feel the knot moving from the base of his cock downward, binding them.
Asra’s eyes widened in surprise when she felt something thickening and pulsating inside her, stretching her wider. She had never felt this before!
“Sweet heavens!” She tried to disentangle herself away in panic, but he pulled her closer to him instead. They were locked together. “Lior, what’s happening?”
“Shhh,” he whispered. “Nothing to be afraid of, Elf. It’s a part of me. You’ll feel that every time you make love with me during full moon. It’s better than anything you’ve ever felt before, I assure you.”
His words comforted her and she stopped struggling. The pulsating sensation was getting stronger, massaging her insides. “Oh god, stop this!”
“Get used to it, darling. We’re only getting started.”
“It’s driving me crazy!”
“Just relax and let me do it all. Feel how good it is to fuck a Lycan.”
As though the pulsating extension of his manhood had a mind of its own, it massaged that secret spot that had always brought her to orgasm.
Indeed, it was pure bliss, but such bliss seemed too much for her. It had to stop or she’d lose her sanity.
“Stop! Stop!”
But she could not stop another onslaught of pleasure washing over her. She was climaxing again.
“Do you really want me to stop?” He slowly pulled out of her and she mewed at the incredible friction.
She realized she did not, and was afraid he would. “No. No. Don’t listen to me.”
He chuckled. “Dunna worry, Elf. I will no’ stop. I canna even if I want to. I will have to fuck you until the moon fades away. Do you understand?”
No, she could not. But right now she could not think clearly. All she wanted was for him to keep it coming, this out of this world pleasure.
“Move inside me. I want to feel you.”
“As you wish,” he replied and began a long hard stroke inside her.
He was rubbing against her inner walls in such a peculiar manner that was pleasurable beyond compare. It felt like there was an extra pulsating flesh stroking her from inside out
Harder and faster, he
rode her, taking her higher and higher to an uncharted peak of euphoria.
Asra’s head was spinning. She was in heaven, a heaven above any heaven she’d ever been whenever she’d made love with Lior. No words could possibly describe the state of bliss she was experiencing right now.
“Come with me,” she heard him drawl in her ear while he kept on pounding her.
She thought it was impossible for her to come again, but her body obeyed his command and she felt her orgasm building fast again.
In the next three strokes, he paused and spilled his seed inside her, hitting her womb like another push of his manhood. Then she lost it, as well, coming even harder.
Their loud moans mingled in the air.
He continued to ram her, not stopping to rest even after his peak. He really meant what he said. He’d fuck her until sunrise.
“Lior,” she moaned his name, overwhelmed with emotions. Her tears threatened to flow.
“Close your eyes, Elf.” His hands were still busy on her body, massaging her clit, kneading her breasts and his tongue, licking her nape and shoulders.
By sunrise, she would probably die of too much bliss, but she didn’t care. She just had to have more…and so much more.
Perhaps there was a chance. Even if the gods saw Elves as sex slaves, perhaps Lior was different. Perhaps… he’d finally seen her as someone special. That was why he did not kill her two centuries ago… because he had fallen in love with her, but was just too proud to admit it.
Perhaps...
Chapter 22
“So, what are they saying about me?” Asra asked Ginny while they were preparing dinner.
The Lycan arrived in the castle days ago. Lior summoned Ginny for a reason and she didn’t mind anymore. She was too happy right now to feel insecure toward any female Lycan. Lior had proven how much he desired and cared for her the past days. She had no reason to feel otherwise.
Ginny carried a small basket of potatoes over the counter. There sure quite a lot of cooking to be done for they were preparing for a dozen Lycans guarding the castle.
“Why do you want to know?” Ginny asked. “Lord Lior has disabled the satellite TV and internet connections in the castle so you wouldn’t know.”
“Yes, I know that. But I can’t help being curious. Do they hate me? Do they think I’m weird?”
“They have different opinions.”
“Like what?”
Ginny sighed and turned to look at her. “You really want to know?”
“Yes.”
“The truth is… everyone has their nose on the video clip because of your association with that movie star. It has gotten viral all over YouTube and Facebook. All are curious if it was real or fake. You’re infamous worldwide now. Everyone’s talking about you for the last few days. Some religious fanatics even think you’re a devil.”
Asra was terrified. All along she thought she belonged to the human world. She was wrong.
For now Lior had taken her in, but from what she realized from their conversation the other day, Lior could not stay with her forever, even if he wanted to. “Do you think the Elves will accept me as their own kind?” she asked.
“No,” was Ginny’s prompt response.
“Because I’m half-human?”
“Creatures like you all suffer the same fate. Lord Lior himself has been despised in Asgard for being half-Lycan, and he is also despised in Vanar for being half-Aesir. That’s the reason why cross-breeding is discouraged between races. The products have a hard time coping with how their half-kinds treat them and a lot ended up becoming bad seeds.”
Asra sighed. Ginny made it sound like she was a subject of a scientific experiment. “Do you despise me?”
“You’re no’ a Lycan, so I dunna care.”
“Then perhaps your kind can accept me.”
Ginny quickly turned to her. “Did you no’ see? Everyone hates you. We’re just being nice to you because lord Lior ordered us to.”
She swallowed. “Then where do I belong?”
“You are a songstress. You should be proud. Unlike us, no one would care if we die or live. While you… you’ll soon be a goddess.”
“I don’t want that.”
“Then what do you want?”
“I just want to be a normal human. Live a peaceful life. Get married to the man I love.” She paused when Ginny turned away. “I… am not referring to your lord. Of course he won’t marry me. To the gods, I’m just a sex slave.”
Ginny stared at her. For the first time, Asra saw compassion in this Lycan’s eyes. “Lord Lior has never cared for anyone as much as he cares for you.”
Asra smiled. “Of course, he was ordered to do so. And because I was so stubborn. I refused to understand my situation at first. But now I do.”
“I don’t think it’s just that. I think there’s more.”
“What do you mean?”
Ginny sighed. “Do you not see? He has fallen for you.”
Asra’s mouth fell open. Not even in her dreams had she thought of that. “He’s an asshole.”
“He is,” Ginny nodded. “Because he hates what he feels for you. He does no’ want it, but he can’t help it. So he pretends to be an asshole.”
“That does not make sense.”
Ginny smiled. “You are still young, Asra. You still dunna know anything.”
“I am two hundred years old.”
“Yes, a two hundred year old sleeping beauty,” Ginny answered with a hint of sarcasm.
Two Ukrainian women came into the kitchen to help out. They smiled at her politely. She wondered if they were Lycans, as well. Ginny knew them and they started chatting in a strange language which she associated now as the native Lycan language. So, they were all Lycans.
Ginny glanced at her. “Why don’t you go to the tower and tell lord Lior to prepare for dinner? It would be ready in an hour. He’d been there for hours. He must be hungry.”
Asra nodded. Unlike before, she’d gotten used to being ordered around. Although it still felt odd to her, she had already accepted that as a major twist in her life. She had gotten used to not being the daughter of MacLeod since Garr brought her to Las Vegas to start her life as an ordinary person.
She climbed up the stairs and went in her room to change her dress. For Lior, she chose her most favorite.
“Do you like your new horses?” Lior asked, as if he knew she was coming even before she opened the door. He was standing at the window with his binoculars.
She entered and closed the door behind her. This was the watchtower. Until now she was gasping for climbing the high stairways just to get here. “They’re magnificent. Thank you.”
He really had surprised her with those horses. Yesterday, Lior summoned for her to go to the stable. She was speechless and teary eyed when she found two thoroughbreds waiting for her.
“You’re welcome,” he replied without turning to look at her.
“Ginny wanted to tell you to stop working. Dinner’s almost ready.”
“Really? It’s amazing how she has managed to order you around without you stamping your feet,” he teased her.
“I’ve gotten past that.”
“So, where has the Miss of MacLeod gone today?”
“I rode around the castle. It’s really beautiful out there. The trees are incredible.”
“But you still want your castle back?”
She was surprised by his question. “Yes… but… perhaps there are other things in this world that might make me happy other than an old rumbling castle.”
He smiled and ran his eyes over her. “You look good in that dress.”
She raised a brow. “You’ve never looked at me other than a walking vagina before.”
His brows rose is disapproval. “New vocabulary? I hope it’s not from that vampire.”
She smirked. “You told me.”
“I did?”
“You said Elves are nothing but sex slaves.”
He blinked rapidly, color creepin
g on his cheeks. Then his eyes smoldered with anger and frustration. For a moment she thought he would strangle her. But he framed her face with his palms and crushed her mouth with a long, deep kiss that left her gasping for air a minute later.
When she looked into his eyes, his anger was gone. In place was naked emotion she did not dare interpret on her own.
“You know I didn’t mean that. What else should I do to let you know that I care, Elf?”
Her heart melted, and tears began to collect in her eyes. She’d never heard such sweet words from him before. It made her want to weep. She felt both joy and fear. She was afraid to expect anything, but she was tempted to trust him. Perhaps Ginny was right. Lior did love her.
Unable to say anything, she just wrapped her arms around him, feeling his strength and warmth. His hands caressed her back as he pulled her closer against his body.
Then she felt him pulsating against her stomach. She smiled, knowing he was aroused yet he was contented just holding her.
He’d really changed. Unlike before where the first thing he would have done was to rip her dress and take her, this time he took time holding her tenderly.
She looked up to his face and smiled. “It looks like you need something,” she teased.
He smiled. “Ignore it, Elf.”
“I can’t,” she replied and lowered her hand to touch him where it needed her caress the most.
He held his breath. “Stop that right now or we’d be late for dinner.”
“I’m not hungry.”
He moaned and claimed her lips again. She returned his kisses with equal ferocity.
They started tearing at each other’s clothes.
A loud explosion startled them both.
Lior quickly pulled away from her and looked out of the window. “The gate,” he said and shut the windows closed.
“What happened?” she asked.
“You stay here, Elf. Lock the door and dunna open it until I come back for you. I’ll have someone stay on guard outside the door. Do you understand?”
