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I shoved against the wood. The answer was unreservedly, humiliatingly, yes. “Get this off of me.”
“Now why”—he flicked my knees apart—“would I do that?”
My pulse raced as his fingers found themselves between my legs again. As they found my clit. “B-because,” I gasped. “You don’t want the fun to... end too so-on— Ah!”
He rubbed the bundle of nerves between my legs like he was rubbing out the spot of damnation. Hard, fast, rough—spots danced before my eyes that made me think I was seeing stars.
I wriggled, kicked, and flailed under the branch—body hot and cold. Shivering and shuddering. How could someone I hated so much make me feel this good?
“Let me... run for you,” I cried, desperation filling my voice. One thrust and the marriage was consummated. The bond was sealed. One thrust, and I woke up the next morning a failure, and prepared for another night... as his prey. “You said I was your entertainment. You said this is our dance. Let it go on for a little long—"
Alisdair dropped between my thighs, and devoured my pussy. My back snapped up—mouth open in a silent, jaw-cracking moan.
He growled, snarled, and snapped—a feral beast going down on a ripe peach. In all my life, with all the books, and all the poems, I’d never find the words to describe this. Of course nobook or poem could help me—no other woman had ever been fucked in this manner.
Alisdair’s tongue plunged into my entrance and kept going, going, growing.
I didn’t know what type of magic this was. I didn’t know if it was magic, or simply how the curse changed him. But an infaeman tongue, probed andstreeetchedme—pushing this borrowed pussy past limits it’d never gone before.
He bobbed and shook his head side to side—both drilling me and tormenting the bundle of nerves at my apex. Crashing, surging waves of pleasure flooded my body over and over again. I couldn’t catch my breath from the first wave before the next was bowling me over, dragging me back down into ecstasy my life of sensible maidenhood had never known.
“Oh, fuck,” I screamed when his tongue struck a head-scrambling, fire-igniting spot within me. Where had that been all my life?! Did other women know about this? Why didn’t they tell me! “Meya, save me!”
From what?I had no idea. Save me from his tongue, or how incredible it was making me feel? Either way, if he struck that spot again, I could not be held responsible for my actions. My melting mind wouldn’t even remember them.
Get a hold of yourself, woman! You have to keep running! Why end tomorrow what we can end tonight?
Alisdair’s hand slid under the branch and palmed my breast, taking my poor nipple between two claw-tipped fingers. I had a passing thought that his claws looked longer, then a finger disappeared inside my ass.
My eyes blew wide—wider than the gaping “O” that became my mouth.
Why hadn’t I listened to Shadi and my friends when they tried to tell me what was coming? The only thing I recalled wasthe warning not to get too loud, or he’d go faster, deeper, and longer.
“Uh, uh, uh! Oh, fuck, AH!” That ship had sailed, taken on water, and wrecked on the seafloor. I couldn’t shut myself up, and Alisdair was all too happy to take on the encouragement.
His finger stretched my puckered hole. His tongue plundered my pussy. His thumb rolled my nipple, and his fangs tortured my clit. Branch or no branch, I never stood a chance.
Tension rose to a fever pitch, boiling over with hot, sweaty, limb-trembling pleasure, and I exploded.
Screaming myself hoarse, I came so hard, I bore down on the branch and snapped it in half.
“Holy Meya fucking shit, Meya fuck,” I groaned, chest heaving—fire spots dancing above my eyes. “What... did you... do to me?”
“That?” Derision laced his voice. “That was nothing. I was holding back.”
Yes. Everything every war wife, Lyrican, and fae said was true. Having sex with faeriken would kill me.
Alisdair licked my juices off his lips. “The time for dancing is over, little queen. I confess, you and your trickster’s lips have had a stronger effect on me than I was anticipating.”
My eyes bugged glancing down. By the All Mother, his cock was already a force to be reckoned with, but seeing it then, painfully hard and engorged to five times its size, I knew why he was balancing on the edge of an apology. That thing would destroy me.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard,” he dropped, “you’ll die.”
I gaped at him, bulging eyes huge. There wasn’t a trace of irony or teasing in this tone. He spoke as though this was simple fact.
“You’re going to slip beyond the veil and gaze upon the face of Meya herself. The dawn will rise on the shell of the innocent,pampered princess you used to be, and then I’ll fuck the wanton whore you’ve become all over again.”
“Oh, gods,” I rasped, lower belly contracting so painfully, I came again.
