by Cara Wylde
All these things were going through Amelia’s head when Seth leaned on his forelegs to allow her to hop on his back. She made sure she didn’t drop his clothes as she straddled him and sunk her right hand into the rich fur of his neck. At Alma Venus Boarding School, she had learned how to ride, just as all the other girls. Horses. Not foxes.
***
Seth had Amelia in his arms the moment they stepped over the threshold. She let the bundle of clothes drop on the floor and lost herself in his arms, closing her eyes and moaning softly when his tongue sought hers. He slammed the door shut and grabbed the back of her thighs, to which she responded by wrapping her legs around his waist. She could feel his rock-hard erection pressed right between her legs. If only she had gotten rid of her clothes too, Seth could have entered her in a swift motion.
“I’ll run a hot bath,” he whispered against her lips.
“That sounds wonderful.” She wasn’t cold anymore, his body heat and the make-out session having warmed her up quite nicely, but she couldn’t refuse his offer. “Oh, wait! What are you doing?” She yelped when Seth started towards the bathroom door with her still wrapped around his body. Amelia tightened her grip when she felt herself slip just a couple of inches down as he moved.
Seth smiled and squeezed her waist. “Don’t worry, baby, I won’t drop you.” With his free hand he switched on the light in the bathroom. Amelia was as light as a feather, so he didn’t need more than one hand to hold her up.
She chuckled nervously. “I don’t know… I’m afraid of heights.”
“Come on! I’m not that tall.”
“Oh, you’re a giant compared to most men, believe me.”
He pecked her cheek and turned the hot water on, then went to rummage through the cabinet for foaming bath. He was sure he had a bottle lying around. He made a mental note to buy some things Amelia needed, maybe even get her a toothbrush. Now that Blake knew about them and Amelia knew about Blake, they could be together as long as they were careful. No one ever entered Seth’s cabin without his consent, so they could easily turn it into their safe haven.
Amelia turned around in his arms to see what he was doing. “Cherry... my favorite! I never took you for a bubble bath kind of guy.”
“And I’m not. If I were, I would’ve had more of these.” He passed her the bottle and Amelia reached over the tub to squirt a generous amount of rosy, cherry flavored foam into the water. Seeing Seth had no problems holding her up with one arm, she had grown more confident. She yelped and giggled when he pretended to drop her. “Don’t do that! Jerk!”
“Quite a foul mouth you have there, missy,” he squeezed her waist and she pressed her breasts against his chest.
“What are you going to do about it?”
“Mmm... I’ll think of something.” Seth couldn’t take his eyes off Amelia’s plump lips. They looked so soft and kissable... His cock twitched with need, and an image flashed in his mind: this gorgeous woman kneeling in front of him, her small hand wrapped around the base of his rod while her luscious lips engulfed the engorged head inch by inch. He felt his balls tighten at the thought, the length of his cock already slick with pre-cum.
Amelia was aware of his arousal. She could see his purple eyes turn a shade darker with lust, and feel his glorious manhood grow harder and bigger between her thighs. She bit the inside of her lip and waited to see what he would do. She was almost certain he would lean in and kiss her, but Seth’s eyes moved up to her own and he whispered huskily.
“I’m going to take my time tonight...”
His words sent a warm shiver right to her core. Her pussy clenched with anticipation, soaking her panties and tight jeans. The first time they had made love, it had all been fast and desperate. His every thrust had come with a new wave of guilt at the thought that what they were doing was wrong. She had asked him to fuck her quick and hard, make her forget about everything, make her lose herself in the strength of his grip and the passion of his kisses… She had needed him to be harsh, least she’d back down and ask him to stop. And it had been good, but she knew tonight it would be even better.
As water filled the tub and bubbles rose to the surface, Seth let Amelia slide down his body. She landed on her feet, back straight and curious eyes boring into his, waiting to see what he had in store for her. His fingers traced the length of her arm, raising goosebumps on her skin even through the fabric of her blouse. His hand then reached the roundness of her shoulder, followed the soft curve of her collarbone, and stopped right above her heart. He could feel it fluttering wildly in her chest and it suddenly struck him how small and fragile Amelia was; like a young doe with innocent eyes that had gotten too close to a predator, unaware that the big, white fox could break her, devour her in one bite. He blinked and the image was gone. No, Amelia might have seemed fragile and helpless, but she was far from either. The proof was the small smirk tugging at her lips.
“Well? Are you going to help me out of these clothes?”
Seth smiled and took hold of the first button of her blouse. He undid it slowly, then proceeded to the next. Her black lace bra soon came into view, and it was all he could do to hold himself back from lunging at her breasts and releasing them from their restraint to gain access to her hard, delicious nipples. He swallowed heavily and reminded himself he wanted to take his time, savor her body inch by inch, caress every curve and lick every patch of bare skin. He undid the last button and rolled the sleeves down her shoulders and arms carefully, then reached for her belt.
Amelia closed her eyes and enjoyed the firm touch of her lover’s hands. He had been extra careful with her blouse, but he needed to tug a bit harder at her belt and zipper to get her out of her jeans. She moaned when he pulled the rough fabric down her legs, but broke into a chuckle when he fumbled clumsily with her boots. She opened her eyes to look down at his blond, messy hair and her heart grew in her chest. God, how she loved this man. He was gentle and caring, but at the same time so goofy that it was impossible not to laugh at his antics. When he finally found his way around her shoes, she stepped out of her jeans.
Seth forgot how to breathe at the sight of Amelia’s perfect curves nicely wrapped in black lace. The scent of her arousal was overwhelming now, and his cock throbbed with need. He was still on his knees, and the truth was he had no desire to rise back to his feet. He took hold of her wide hips and pulled her closer, burying his face between her thighs.
“Mmm… baby, you smell delicious.”
Amelia’s clit hardened under the light touch of his nose and her hands flew to that messy mop of hair she liked to ruffle so much.
Seth inhaled deeply, then kissed her soft folds through the soaked panties. His hands found the thin straps and started pulling them down her hips and legs. He almost lost all control when he saw her pussy lips glistening with juices, but instead of standing up and turning her around to take her from behind, he used two fingers to part the coated folds and reveal the small nub he had every intention to tease and lick until she came on his tongue.
“Oh yes…” Amelia shuddered and tried to brace herself for what she knew would come. A loud moan escaped her lips when the tip of Seth’s tongue made contact with her hard clit. She pulled at his hair and pressed his head flush against her pussy. She needed more, much more than this. She needed his tongue deep inside her hot cavern.
Seth groaned when her pussy released another wave of juices on his tongue. He swallowed greedily, dived in for more, then moved back up to her throbbing clit. He already knew what she liked, what would send her over the edge in a matter of minutes: the tip of his tongue flicking fast over and around her nub. He felt her muscles tense, and when he heard her take a sharp intake of breath, he knew she would only release it in a loud, satisfied moan the moment her orgasm took over her senses.
Amelia tightened her grip on his soft, blond hair. It was as if she was afraid he’d stop right before she was ready to break into a million pieces under the sheer force of her release. She was so close,
so unbearably, painfully close.
“Right there… yes… don’t stop, please don’t stop… Oh, I’m coming!” She let out a scream and her vision exploded in a thousand stars. Just as she thought it was over, Seth’s tongue drew another wave of pleasure out of her sensitive body, then another… His wicked tongue wouldn’t stop circling her clit, wouldn’t stop lapping up all her juices and forcing more out of her throbbing pussy. “Seth… oh God, Seth… I can’t… Oh yes, right there!” She screamed again, then her knees gave out and she would have fallen if he hadn’t had a strong grip on her hips.
He made sure he cleaned her thoroughly before he rose to his feet and drew her trembling body into his arms. She sighed against his chest, but he wasn’t done with her. His fingers found the clasp of her bra.
“Did you like that?” he asked teasingly.
“Mhm…” She couldn’t trust her voice to produce a more coherent answer.
“Good. Because there’s so much more waiting for you.” He kissed the top of her head, then leaned down to turn the water off. It was a good thing he had a rather enormous tub, otherwise the water would have long spilled over the edge. Amelia’s bra fell at their feet, and his big hands immediately replaced the cups. The small, dark nipples hardened in his palms, and he massaged them softly, squeezing them between his fingers.
Her walls clenched and her hands reached for his cock. She had been dying to touch that hard piece of flesh, to weigh it in her palms and knead the soft sack at the base. She ran her fingers up and down his shaft, marveling at how long and thick it was. There were no words for how much her pussy craved to be filled by it. They stroked and caressed each other for long minutes before finally stepping inside the bathtub. Seth lay on his back, guiding her between his legs. His cock ended up pressed against her lower back while her head rested on his shoulder.
“This is nice,” she whispered.
Seth placed soft kisses on her temple, all the while his restless hands wandering over her body. He pulled at her nipples, kneaded her breasts, caressed the sensitive skin on her stomach and pelvis, and his fingers found their way between her folds. This woman was his to love and worship. She was his mate, he could feel it. It was stronger than him, stronger than anything he had known before. His body would never have enough of her body. She turned around in his arms and straddled his hips.
“I want you.” Three simple words and so much determination in her eyes. She took hold of his engorged cock and guided it to her entrance. She lowered herself slowly, her eyes locked onto his. Her walls stretched to accommodate his impressive girth, and Amelia sighed when he was finally buried completely inside her passage.
“So tight…”
She smiled and clenched her pussy around him, enjoying the low growl that made his chest rumble under her palms. Tight? She would show him tight. And hot, and wet. She lifted her hips until only the tip was inside, then lowered herself again, slowly, teasingly. The position and the water wouldn’t allow her to move faster anyway, but she didn’t need to. She wanted to enjoy every second of having that glorious cock inside her wanton pussy. Who knew when they got to do this again? They couldn’t possibly disappear for hours every day, or someone would notice.
“Amelia, you’re driving me insane…” Holding himself back was a real challenge when she was riding him so slowly and deliberately. All he wanted to do was throw her on the bathroom floor and fuck her senseless until he filled her with his seed, but he knew it would only get better if he was patient.
“Just lie back and enjoy,” she whispered between moans. She kept rocking on his cock, rolling her hips from time to time, clenching her walls to draw out more moans and grunts from him. The slow rhythm made her want him even more; sweet, delicious torture that made them fall in love with each other over and over again, until they both felt like their hearts would burst under so much pressure. “Seth…” The second his name rolled down her lips, she leaned in and claimed his mouth with her tongue and teeth. He responded eagerly, his own tongue rubbing against hers, his teeth biting at her lips when she pulled away, his moans calling her back. His cock was too swollen inside her… There was no way he could last much longer, but he knew that after he released the first heavy load, he would have Amelia at least one more time before sunrise.
“Baby,” he whispered against her lips. “Look what you’re doing to me…” He grabbed her hips, his fingers leaving red marks on her pale skin. “I’m coming…”
“Yes…” She moved just a tad faster, clenching and unclenching her pussy rhythmically, determined to milk him to the last drop. For the first time, it crossed her mind that maybe this was a bad idea. What if she got pregnant? But she was too far gone to care. Her stomach tightened and her toes curled when her own orgasm hit her. She felt Seth’s cock twitch inside her pussy and she knew his hot seed was coating her walls. “Oh Seth… I love you…” She closed her eyes and rode the last waves of her orgasm, barely hearing his reply. When her breathing calmed down and she opened them, she saw him staring at her like a humble mortal would stare at his goddess.
They stayed like that, embraced, his still hard cock buried inside her, until the water grew cold. Then, Seth wrapped her in a huge, fluffy towel and led her to the bedroom, where he climbed on top of her and took her hard and fast. Being a shape-shifter had its perks. He filled her with his seed once more, and in another hour he was ready to claim her body again. They fell asleep just as the sun was throwing its first rays over the river.
***
“I would’ve liked to have breakfast with you, but you were nowhere to be found,” said Blake, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
Amelia cleared her throat and tapped her lips with her napkin. “I’m… I’m sorry. I slept in.”
Blake chuckled. “It’s okay. I’m glad we got to have lunch.”
Amelia was sure Blake knew about her and Seth spending the night together, and even though it was clear now that she wasn’t cheating or betraying anyone, she still felt a bit uncomfortable talking to Blake about her relationship with her Yako. Or, his Yako… It was really hard for Amelia to address Blake with “he” now that she knew her real identity. Seth had told her it had been difficult for him, Aaron, and Elena as well, but eventually they had gotten used to it. Now, they didn’t even think of Blake as a woman, or addressed her with “she” in private. For their own good, it was better to stick to “he”, least they would make the tiniest mistake in the presence of the wrong people. Amelia kept reminding herself she was in over her head now, and the only way to pull this off was for her to get over the fact that Blake was a woman and focus on the one thing which was truly important: Blake was the Inari Clan Sylfur needed. She took a sip of water, looked at Blake, and furrowed her brows. About that…
“May I ask you something?”
“Of course.” Blake took another bite of her chicken and chewed gratefully. She really liked this, she realized. Having a nice meal with Amelia, making small talk, feeling so comfortable and relaxed around her… Of course, she had felt comfortable with her from the first moment she met her, but it hadn’t been the same thing. Then, Amelia didn’t know many things. Blake couldn’t have said their friendship was real. And there was still a lot left she needed to tell her, but for now it was okay to simply be together and enjoy their lunch.
“I understand why Roman… I mean, why your father would want his own son to take over his clan, but…” Amelia swallowed hard and looked into Blake’s eyes. After she had walked out on her, feeling angry and betrayed, she had thought she would never want to talk to her again. Seth had made everything all better last night. Yes, Amelia had decided to be on Blake’s side, either for Seth’s sake or Blake’s sake, she couldn’t tell… But there were so many things she wanted to know, so many things which she was sure had a great importance on whatever it was they were trying to do. And she was going to ask questions and get some answers even if that meant offending Blake and her father. “I don’t want to be rude, so please don
’t take this the wrong way. But if Clan Sylfur has so many male Inaris, why does your father insist you’re the only one who should take his place? I mean… Sebastian, Julian, Charles, and Damon are his brothers. Why wouldn’t Roman trust them? Seth told me something about them wanting to challenge Roman, but he didn’t make it clear why. Don’t you all have the same interests at heart?”
Blake swallowed and took a deep breath. Peace could never last long, could it? However, she did understand Amelia’s position and she had prepared for this moment.
“That’s the thing, Amelia, they don’t. My father and his brothers have completely different political views, especially when it comes to the peace treaty and the Council of the Six Factions. My father would gladly let any of his brothers rule over Clan Sylfur if he could trust them with keeping the peace and fighting for equal rights between humans and shape-shifters. Unfortunately, my uncles have always made it clear they didn’t agree to the peace treaty. Even long after the war, they tried to convince my father the treaty and the creation of the Council were a huge mistake, a sign of weakness coming from shape-shifters. My father was wise enough to calm them down and explain in the most amiable way that the end of the war and the agreement between humans and shape-shifters brought advantages to both species, and he even managed to get through to them… to some extent. Charles, for instance, was even on my father’s side for a long while after the war. Sebastian and Julian, however, were never completely convinced, and every time Damon came up with some crazy idea of how my father’s power should be challenged, or how the Council’s actions should be questioned, they were more inclined to side with him. That was until my father realized what Damon was doing and asked him to either cut it out, or take his earth and move someplace else.” Blake paused and looked at Amelia, waiting for her reaction. It was a lot to take in, and she didn’t want to confuse her or scare her away.
