Embracing Destiny

by Hutchins, Amelia

  However, I couldn’t calm the nervous energy pulsing through me. There was also the fact that while Ryder fucked me immediately after the transformation began, he had yet to change into his newest form entirely. Now, I had to take him for the first time fully merged with his beast, pretending to fight to keep him. The ruse only added to the nervousness of what I was doing, trying to control the situation, to reach the end goal before he left for the war.

  My fingers untied the bows at my hips, and I tossed the panties to the floor, letting my fingers dance their way slowly closer to my center. Ryder leaned in, pouring the ambrosia over my pussy, and I yelped as ice touched my clit. His wicked smile danced in the candle’s glow as my fingers glided across my sex.

  “Stretch your greedy pussy for me, woman,” he ordered. “Three fingers, and don’t stop fucking it until I tell you to.”

  My fingers pushed into my body while he followed my movements, studying the slow, languid motion of my fingers. I lifted to give myself more room to play before he spread my legs apart, nudging one over the back of the couch and the other to the floor, giving himself an unobstructed view.

  “You can do better than that,” he announced, grabbing my hand and pressing it against my flesh, rubbing it over my naked heat. He used my fingers, thrusting them into my body before adding his, staring as we fucked my core together. I whimpered at the burn it created while he stretched me enough to take his thick, hard cock. “You feel that, woman? You feel your greedy pussy sucking us deeper as it weeps to be fucked?” Leaning over, he clasped my clit between his teeth, slowly dragging them over my swollen nub until I cried out with need.

  He leaned back, stroking his massive erection, and spoke to me coldly. “Look at you, naughty little girl. What game are you playing? Think you can fuck me hard enough to be my only source of substance?” he asked, watching my fingers before his stare held mine.

  “I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you,” I admitted. “If I have to get on my knees and suck your cock, so be it. I can be your dirty little whore, asshole. You want to fuck me like a whore, then do it, Ryder.”

  “Get on your knees,” he ordered with a tone that shot straight to my core.

  My fingers withdrew from my body, and I moved. Once again, he grabbed my wrist, bringing my fingers to his mouth, licking each one clean. My chest rose and fell as I held his piercing gaze. He made a noise with my finger still in his mouth, releasing it and settling back to stare at me as he slowly worked his cock with his other hand.

  “You will take all of me into your tight throat. If not, I will go find another who can suck my cock correctly,” he warned huskily.

  My stare dropped to his engorged cock as my tongue darted across my suddenly dry lips. It was like we were lost in our own game, playing our parts a little too well. I can do this, I reminded myself. I was created for his beast, and I’d taken it before. So why was my heart beating erratically in my ears and sweat pooling at the base of my spine? I settled on my knees, pushing my hair away from my face while he watched me. He reached down, moving the few strands that had slipped past my fingers behind my ears.

  “Break eye contact, and I’ll fuck your ass,” he promised.

  I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock, unable to close my fingers, but then his hand couldn’t either. I bent down, staring up into his star-filled depths, and licked up the sensitive side before I reached the head. My lips opened as he studied my mouth, watching while I enveloped the tip before sliding more of him between my lips.

  Ryder’s head dropped back, and his eyes closed as I worked him deeper into my throat. I made it a little over halfway before I backed away to readjust my body. He stood without warning, still inside my mouth. My hands lifted, intending to settle on his muscular thighs, but his hands fisted my hair, and he shoved his cock deep inside my throat.

  I repeatedly swallowed, blinking past the tears flooding my vision as I tried to accept what he was giving me. He pulled out an inch, then thrust forward again and again as I held his heated gaze. Ryder fucked my throat, staring down at me with pride.

  Releasing my hair, he pushed me to the floor. I moved, intending to get up, but Ryder was faster. He knelt on the floor, spreading my thighs, and lifted my hips until his warm lips touched my wet core, ravenously feasting on my flesh. His tongue slid through my arousal, sucking my flesh as his teeth grazed my clit.

  He growled deep from within his chest, allowing it to rumble up and escape his lips against my pussy. Ryder pushed his tongue into my body, lengthening it, and I was helpless to do anything but come for him. He demanded I obey and do what he wanted, which meant breaking apart and coming on his greedy mouth as he relentlessly continued sucking and nipping against my flesh.

  My body erupted, bucking against his mouth as his deep, dark laughter vibrated through me. He chuckled, pulling away and peering down at where I lay, panting and trembling from the pleasure he’d just given me.

  “Get up, my dirty little queen. Kiss me, and taste yourself on my tongue,” he ordered gutturally as a growl trembled through him. I turned over, pushing myself from the floor to stand on shaking legs. Moving closer, I lifted on my toes and claimed his hungry mouth, cleaning my arousal from his lips. Sliding his fingers through my hair, he held me tight against his ravenous mouth.

  “I need you inside of me, Ryder.”

  “You’re a naughty little thing for your king, aren’t you? You might please me after all,” he announced, lifting me until I was helpless and could do nothing but hold on to his neck. “Prettiest little plaything I’ve ever fucked, and the most delicious cunt I’ve ever eaten. You want me to destroy that greedy little cunt? To stretch it wide as I write my name on your fucking insides?”

  “Yes,” I whimpered wantonly. I didn’t care if it was a show for the spies watching. I wanted him. I wanted all of him buried so deep inside of me that I never forgot how he felt there. “Fuck me, my beast. I want to be the one you come to for sustenance, and the only one you ever need.”

  “Good answer, woman.”

  He set me on the bed, dropping to his knees as he ravished my flesh once more, forcing me to come so hard and fast that I screamed, bucking against his mouth as the orgasm ripped through me. He sent me over the edge, and endless prisms of rainbows danced behind my eyelids. I was floating in a sea of utter bliss one minute and impaled on his engorged cock the next.

  My mouth opened, and I screamed in pain to the heavens, staring between us where he’d pushed his cock into my body up to his thick base. I whimpered, shaking violently as he held me there, his dark gaze searching mine as he started to withdraw, giving up the show because he could see I was in pain.

  “Move, pussy,” I snapped through gritted teeth. “Come on. Show me what good girls get for feeding their dirty fucking king. Make me ache for you, bastard.”

  My body ached endlessly as I stretched around his thick cock. My core clenched against him, burning from being stretched too far, sending my body into a tremble I couldn’t stop or shut off.

  He shook his head, his eyes pleading for me to end it. I sat up, pushing my weight onto my elbows, working my hips, helping my body adjust to the sheer magnitude of his size. Ryder and the beast together wasn’t a great idea, not when it made his already inhumanly large cock longer, harder, and so much thicker.

  Ryder grabbed my knees and pushed them until I fell back onto the bed. The first thrust wasn’t too bad. The second turned pain into pleasure. The third solid thrust shot my body into a euphoric bliss, and I babbled like an idiot, praising his monstrous cock as it pounded into my flesh.

  His mouth found my nipple, clutching it between his teeth, biting just hard enough to get my attention. I leaned up, staring into his heated golden gaze and he smiled around the mouthful of my breast, watching me closely. When he released my nipple, the pop echoed through the room.

  He withd
rew, flipping me over and moving my body further onto the bed before he joined me. His knees parted my legs as he pushed my head into the mattress, slapping my ass before he soothed the aching flesh with his hand.

  “Good girl, Pet.” He lifted me to his hungry mouth and attacked my core again. The bed absorbed the cries of my release as he used his magic to send me reeling over the edge, dusting over every nerve ending and forcing multiple orgasms to rip me apart without warning.

  He didn’t use his magic to fuck me, only to kiss every inch of my flesh while his tongue lavished against my sex. Ryder released me, letting my body fall back to the bed before his hand slid up my spine, grasping a fistful of my hair. He pushed his cock into my body in a swift thrust that once again caused tremors to run through me.

  I could feel him against my womb, battering it as he owned my flesh, making me his in every way only he could. It was no longer about who watched us. It was primal. Ryder was declaring ownership of every inch of me, and I was allowing him to do it. He was mine, and I was his, and in this room, he was alpha male incarnate.

  “You feel me breeding you, Synthia? Planting my child in your womb?” he hissed, jerking as he exploded inside my body, hot cum coating my core. I swallowed the denial, turning to look up at him. His burning glare dared me to argue, dared me to question what he did to me. “You are mine, and good girls get seeded.”

  Seeded? I wasn’t a flipping fucking fairy garden!

  I slammed against him, taking him to his base as his deep, wicked laughter filled the room. It sent gooseflesh racing over my skin as he pushed me down, lifting my leg to place over his shoulder.

  His hand threaded through my hair, forcing my eyes to stare at where we joined. I was stretched wide, his cock still thickly buried in my flesh, clamped around him like a vise. It looked hot and erotic to see that I’d taken every inch of him inside of me. I rubbed against him, rocking my hips while he growled his approval.

  “Look at you, my greedy little goddess. You’re such a good girl, taking every fucking inch of my cock into your tight pussy. Look how I stretch you, owning you until you know nothing but the feel of my cock fucking that pretty, pink cunt.” Moving back, he withdrew until only the tip remained cradled inside me.

  “Ryder, please,” I begged, needing him in my body again.

  “Look at it,” he demanded, and I did, taking in his thick, beautiful, monstrous cock. It was longer than it should be, and my body begged to be full of his velvety-soft flesh. He pushed into my body, withdrawing again before repeating the movements as I watched him slowly fucking me.

  It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen, watching him disappear into my warmth and feeling him jerk as my pussy clenched around his cock, fighting to keep him there. “Such a good girl,” he chuckled, starting to move in a hurried pace.

  I was helpless to do anything more than watch as he fucked me for hours, coming repeatedly while my body vibrated with endless orgasms until they became one big eruption that refused to lessen.

  Hours after we’d finished, I laid beside him, staring at his sleeping form. His breathing had changed with the merge, now coming in labored, shallow breaths. It sounded wrong somehow, but Ryder was sleeping peacefully. Sitting up, I placed my hands on his cheeks and leaned over to kiss his soft lips before I slid from the bed and moved into the shadows.

  Chapter Eighteen

  I sat on the chesterfield sofa with Zander on my lap. Cade played on the floor next to the bed, where Ryder had yet to awaken from last night’s escapades. The room filled me with intense emotions: fear that the potion had harmed Ryder, sad that my children were going to the City of the Gods, and apprehension surrounding the woman that would take them there.

  My gaze strayed from the darkened corners on the terrace to the man sleeping through the sound of our children playing. Setting Zander down, I stood, moving to the vanity to retrieve the empty vial. Removing the cap, I sniffed the contents and frowned, settling my worried gaze back to my sleeping beast.

  “You gave him all of it?” Eris asked, emerging from the shadows without warning or even a ripple of power to alert me to her presence.

  “You said to give him all of it,” I reminded, studying her features. “He isn’t waking up.” I let the urgency in my emotions show as I paced on the balcony, trembling with fear.

  Moving back into the bedroom, I picked up Cade, brushing my fingers through his hair before I sat on the bed, staring down at where Ryder’s long black eyelashes dusted over his cheeks.

  “It may take a while for him to change.” Eris frowned while she stared at Ryder’s sleeping form, a flush of guilt coloring her cheeks. “We didn’t plan for you merging Ryder and his beast before he would go through yet another transformation. Where is your daughter?” Eris asked, changing the subject abruptly, looking anywhere but the bed.

  “Ryder hid her from me,” I admitted sadly, my gaze slipping to the floor as tears burned my eyes. “Something is going on in the stronghold, and as a result, he’s changed into someone I hardly recognize. He’s been fucking other women, and then more and more lately, he started feeding with them instead of me. I would leave him, but he removed the children from the Blood Kingdom, threatening to keep them from me if I leave. Kahleena is supposed to be the cure to saving this world, and my guess is she will also be the child he keeps hidden from me until this war is over. I could only get his men to bring the boys this morning for a visit. If you take them, at least I know they will be safe from this war and those who would seek to use them against us.”

  “That will be a problem,” Eris muttered, pushing long, black fingernails through her silky hair. “I told you I would take all three of them, not just two.”

  “Unless you have a way to figure out where she is, I can’t change it. Don’t you think I want you to take all of my children away from the war marching toward my gates? I don’t even know where to look for her.”

  “He slept with another woman, and you accepted it?” she asked, lifting her brow in question. Eris watched the pain pinch my features as she pushed her hair away from her face. “I’ll take that as a yes. Why not just end his life?”

  “He’s my husband.” Sucking my bottom lip between my teeth, I absently moved Cade’s hair out of his eyes. “He is the father of my children, and one day they will wish to know him. I’m not giving up on him yet. Last night he was vigorously pleasurable, and that’s something a lot of men can’t do. I also love him, which didn’t happen overnight. We’ve been through hell together, Eris. I didn’t come this far to lose him to some feeder who offered him a moment of pleasure during his lapse of judgment. He’ll return to me.”

  “Hmm, if you become a good plaything for him?” she asked, snorting. “Girl, you deserve better. We all deserve better than what the gods give us for our future. Men are pigs, and they know one thing about women, and that’s where they fit within us—and some can barely figure that much out. I need you to think. Where would Ryder hide the third child?”

  “Her name is Kahleena,” I grumbled, watching Eris closely. “I told you, I don’t know. I spent the entire morning sifting to every location I thought he would hide her, and yet I can’t even sense her anymore. It’s like she’s no longer in this world.”

  “He’s fae. There’s no place else he would hide her than in Faery. I won’t be able to come back for her later, so put that pretty mind of yours to work.”

  “Maybe if you wake him up, and we hold him in a trance, we could ask him?” I offered, watching as Zander moved closer to Eris, touching her. She frowned at him, shrinking away from his tiny hand.

  “I can’t interrupt the change, or he may never wake up,” Eris mused, staring at Zander while he continued to look at her. “Shoo,” she said, flicking her hand at him like he was a dog.

  “He’s a child, not a pet,” I snapped.

  Her eyes widened at the tone of m
y voice, and she bent down, staring at Zander. “He’s got wise eyes. Say your goodbyes. I guess two will have to be good enough.”

  I brushed my hand through Cade’s hair, kissing the side of his cheek. He grabbed my boob as his other hand touched my face, kissing my mouth, then licking his tongue over my lips.

  “Is that normal?” Eris asked, scrunching up her face in disgust. She stared down at Zander, who held his arms up, motioning for her to pick him up until she finally gave in.

  “No, but he’s a boy. Boys have little brains,” I shrugged, setting Cade down as Zander rested his head against Eris’s shoulder, staring at me.

  “If he starts drooling, I’m dropping him.”

  “He’s a child,” I pointed out, watching as she stepped closer to Cade, preparing to take them. “Wait,” I whispered, turning worried eyes on Ryder. “What if he doesn’t wake up?”

  “He will wake up, eventually,” she said with sadness in her eyes. “I will be away with your children, though, and can’t be called back for some time.”

  “How will I know my children are safe?” I asked cautiously.

  “You won’t. You must trust in their destinies,” Eris swallowed, bending over to reach for Cade. Then she gasped before hitting the floor hard.

  I stared down at Eris as her mouth opened and closed through the pain that enveloped her. I knew that pain. I knew it all too well. The debilitating agony that the god bolt shot through your system, rendering you both powerless and paralyzed. Zander grew until he became Zahruk, stark-ass naked, leaning over Eris’s unmoving form. My gaze settled on the curve of his ass, appreciating the sleek muscles until a deep growl pulled my attention to the bed, where black eyes flecked with gold stared up at me.