by Marilynn Fae
She doesn't realize she's crying until Ethan wipes his hand on her cheek. "You can take it, pet. Breathe and relax for your Master Darius, hmm?" he coaxes.
Master Darius growls, sliding his arms under hers and leaning back, drawing her with him. The sudden shift changes the angle of penetration and they both gasp.
"Shh... That's it, my love. You're absolutely perfect like this," he says, hugging her tight to his chest, rolling his hips.
Her tail is in the way, squished between their bodies as he rocks up into her from behind.
Ethan shifts forward and the bed dips at his weight. He licks up her face, cleaning his own cum from her skin.
Master Darius growls, possessive, but allows it.
She cries out when Ethan licks his way down her cheek and begins to suck her nipples. The scent of her arousal is sharper in the air and she feels Master Darius's teeth scrap across her neck, his fangs growing suddenly.
"Not her first time, Darius," Ethan says in a low tone. His eyes flash dangerously, like he's prepared to steal her.
Master Darius snarls and Ethan shows his fangs too, sharp and dangerous. "Master Darius?" she keens, confused by the sudden change in mood.
"He wants to knot you," Ethan says.
"Knot?" she whimpers, her walls tightening around his cock. "Like a wolf?" she read about it on forums. Wolves only knot their mates because they want them to carry their cubs. The thought of it makes her purr happily. "Are you going to knot me, Master Darius?" she asks.
"Oh, sweet love," Master Darius growls. "Anything you want, my love. Anything you want," he says and it feels like more. His grip on her tightens and he thrusts up inside of her, filling her up all the way.
"Do you think you can take it, darling?" Ethan asks.
She thinks so. "I want- I want everything you want, Master Darius," she whispers, blushing when he growls possessively, his grip on her tightening. She's going to be bruised all over tomorrow, but today, she just wants to feel good. She wants her Master Darius to feel good too. She doesn't want him to be gentle if that's not who he is.
"Then you should do it right," Ethan climbs off the bed in one smooth motion and stands on the edge of the bed. "You don't want her like that when you knot, Darius," he suggests.
Master Darius bares his teeth at his twin brother and it's a surreal sight, seeing the two men who looks exactly the same square off at each other like that.
She whines when Master Darius pulls out from her slowly, her walls clenching down unintentionally around his thick length to keep him inside of her. By the time he's all the way out of her, she's meekly whimpering and crying, and when he turns her around to hold her underneath him, she clings to him desperately.
"Shh... It's just for a moment, love," he says.
"Master- Master Darius," she whines.
"There you go, love. Want me to fill you up? Is that it, love?"
She nods. "Yes, yes, please."
"Say it, love. I want to hear you," he says.
Her tongue darts out to wet her lip. Her pupils are big, almost swallowing up her irises. "I want- Master Darius- I want- I want you?" she starts, vulnerable and a little afraid. "I don't know what to say, Master Darius," she blushes.
"Don't you, love?" he teases, rubbing the head of his cock at her opening, rubbing between her pussy lips to make his cock wet with her arousal.
She shivers and licks her lips again. "I want- I want your knot," she tells him, her cheeks on fire. A pause. And then, "Please?" Somewhere beside them, she hears Ethan chuckle and murmurs a soft, 'so-polite'.
"That's it, my love. Sweet thing," he says and slowly begins to take her, pushing past thick walls and entering her deep. His mouth closes over hers, stealing her breath as he takes her virginity. She feels him all around her, all over her, hands and lips and tongue on her skin, perfect and wonderful. He groans into her mouth, rumbling purrs loud enough to silent her moans.
She's so hot, so ready, and when she comes, she clenches around his cock as he begins to settle himself, one hand on her back and the other cradling her head.
"That's it, love. Come for me," he says, holding her hips and rocking into her. She arches like a cat, fur bristling.
"Mast- Master Darius," she cries out.
"I'm here, love," he thrusts into her harsh, yanking her back again and again until it's too much for her to take. "That's it. Breathe through it," he croons, his voice deep and gravelly, steady except for the way his fingers are trembling subtly.
She feels him begin to grow as she drifts, weak and boneless with pleasure. It coils tightly in her belly. She's come already, but she feels like she hasn't stopped. His rhythm slows as he begins to grow deeper inside of her, filling her in impossible ways. Sparks of pleasure rushes through her body. And he thrusts a few more times, keeping his motions shallow and jerky, careful not to hurt her accidentally. He's so big. She tries to wrap her arms around him, but her arms can barely reach all the way around.
"Lovely," he growls. "Just lovely," he repeats and then he's coming.
"Oh! Oh!" she cries out, feeling the heat inside of her, the wet warmth filling everywhere. She clenches so hard that for a bright, burning second, she can't tell the difference between pleasure and pain. They're so interlinked inside her that they might be the same, breaking her completely.
She collapses and slumps into the pillows and she feels him continue to come.
Chapter Ten: Cubs
Darius snarls at Ethan as he knots his mate and attempts to hide her underneath him. He needs to keep her safe and away from other males who could steal her. Except he knows Ethan. He knows his brother. Ethan's an asshole, but he knows where the line is and he knows when he's not wanted.
Ethan rolls his eyes. "Maybe you should take a break. I think she's all sexed out."
It takes a moment for Darius to push his animal back enough to talk at all. "She's so soft," he says, stroking her stomach, feeling a little bump there from where he's inside of her, filling her more come than her little body can take. She's so lovely like this, cheeks slightly red from exertion, eyes open but unseeing.
"Yeah. I didn't think she could take your knot," Ethan admits.
"Cat shifters are different," Darius finds himself saying, having done a little research about it before. He wouldn't have done it if he wasn't sure that she could take it. "She's perfect," he murmurs, leaning down to press a kiss on her lips. Gorgeous little thing.
He's going to be stuck with her like this for a little while so he stays on top of her, savoring the feel of the wet heat, all loose and used up.
"I'll show myself out," Ethan says and he grunts something unintelligible, not really caring about his brother leaving.
He does, however, strain his ears to make sure that he locks the door after him, and then he's trying to kiss her awake, coaxing her lips open with the slightest pressure of his tongue and licking into her mouth.
"Wake up, love," he coos. He's not done with her yet. He doesn't want to rut into her with her asleep. He wants to hear her, wants to see the face she makes.
She moans into his mouth as he kisses her long enough that her lungs must be screaming for air. "Master- Master Darius?" she whines.
He grins. "Yes, love. How're you feeling?"
"Full," she whines and really, she's just asking for him to fuck her harder.
He refrains. It's important he does it now because he thinks too much and changes his mind. "I want to marry you, love," he says. "I want to start a family with you, have you bear my cubs. I want you as my mate and I promise- I promise I'll be better."
Her eyes have gotten wide and teary.
"Ethan put some things in perspective for me. I shouldn't have kept you locked up here," he says. "You deserve better- but if- if you'd let me, I would like to be better. I promise, Aria. I'll give you everything you want."
"I- you're too kind to me, Master Darius," she says, trembling a little.
"What do you want?" he asks.
"You, Mas
ter Darius. I just want you," she whimpers, her tongue heavy and her words slurring.
He can't help it. His cock throbs and he comes again spilling into her, hot and pulsing.
"Oh. Oh, Master Darius," she whimpers. "I love you," she says, fingers clutching at his hair as she whines and arches her back up against the Alpha.
It feels perfect. He holds her close through her orgasm as she trembles underneath him. When he finally pulls out, seed rushes after it, trickling down, her pretty pink hole looking absolutely ravished. He pushes his fingers up into her hole, gathering the come to keep his seed from leaving out and being wasted.
"Ah, ah," she whimpers, tears trickling down her cheeks. He kisses them away with a smile. "Mate me again, Master," she whimpers.
"Greedy thing," he says.
"I want- I want your cubs, Master Darius," she mumbles and blushes, mortified at how slutty she sounds.
He loves it. He presses his warm body to hers and fucks her again.
END
Author
Marilynn Fae is a full-time writer who is in love with supernatural romance, especially those with innocent young virgins who have no idea what they are getting themselves into.
