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With the taint rising rapidly through his blood, he should have been afraid for her as he waited for the foggy madness to descend. But there was something different about it. It curled through him like a dark fire feeding his frenzy and desire, stroking through his balls and shaft until his extruded cock wept with copious amounts of lubrication dripping from his shaft. And although there was a haze of desire that filled his mind, it held on to him with a different sort of touch than the madness. He didn’t feel corrupted… he felt… alive!
His lips pulled back from his teeth as he howled and laughed in echo of Tiffany’s giggles as she led the chase, darting between the trees ahead of him. What a sight she was! His desire surged, his cock pulsing with every brush against his belly. Every touch of the sensitive tip to his stomach sent a new hot lick of desire straight through him. It filled him with pleasure and a rush of joy. As his lingering doubts dissolved, his smile widened with predatory glee as his eyes followed her winding path. He couldn’t get enough of feasting on the sight of her fleeing ahead of him. Her hair streaming behind her, flashing in the sunlight as she tossed her head to grin beckoningly over her shoulder.
She teased him and he relished it. He could have caught up to her easily but somehow he kept control of himself enough to regulate his speed so that he drew closer slowly, prolonging the chase. Glancing back at him again, Tiffany whooped with laughter and changed direction suddenly as if that would give her an escape. Grinning wildly, he spun at his full speed, his hooves finding purchase in the turf with a skill that couldn’t be replicated with her booted human feet. His mate squealed with a surprised laugh when his arms came around her and he dropped them into a mossy knoll, his body turning to take the brunt of the fall. Though the clack of his four horns hitting a rock echoed loudly, he suffered no ill effects from the fall. Not even his breath had been knocked out of him which he demonstrated as he hauled his mate along his body.
She grinned at him breathlessly as he held her pinned against him. Lying side by side, he traced his fingers up the side of her legs, drawing up the dress she’d made. The fabric was as beautiful on her as he knew it would be and soft against his fingers. From the way her eyes slid shut, he knew that it slid against her own skin pleasurably. With her rich scent thickening the air around them, he growled and rolled them so that he was braced over her and her breasts brushed his chest as they rapidly rose and fell with every panted breath. Releasing her dress so that it rested bunched up around her pelvis, he wrapped his fingers around her wrists and drew her hands over her head to where a cluster of vines hung just inches away from the tree they clung to.
Barbasa made quick work out of wrapping her wrists firmly in the vine, entangling her there so thoroughly at his mercy that she jerked against her bindings in shock when he grabbed hold of her hips and tugged her splayed legs closer to him. She stared down her body at him with a desperate, wild need, the blue of her eyes nearly disappearing within the expanse of blown out dark centers. She trembled against him, her scent of arousal rising from her to coat him and fill his senses as he dragged his cheek down her body and pressed his mouth against the hot well of her essence between her thighs. He lapped at her folds, stroking his tongue deep into her slit as her every sigh and gasp sang to him. He feasted on her and exulted in it, filling himself with her sweetness, and coating his mouth and hands with it as her orgasm rushed through her. It marked him, branded him with her pheromone signature until he was filled with the scent and taste of her.
And he loved it. He wanted to draw more of it into him so that he would never get her scent out of his skin.
He growled against her slick cunt, enjoying the way she gasped and jerked against his mouth as the vibrations shot through her. Catching a flicker of movement from the corner of his eye, he stilled, his mouth still clamped against her cunt as his gaze lifted and shifted warily. A red fox peered at him, its eyes flashing with the light of another peering back at him through them. Lifting his mouth, he bared his teeth at the fox, conveying his message to the reynard, loud and clear. The fox’s tail stiffened and wavered in the air behind him at the threat, but the creature had greater sense than its master. With a startled yip, it bounded away and disappeared within the thick growth of blackberry bushes.
His brows slanted in a heavy scowl, Barbasas gave one last growl in the direction of the bushes before turning the fervor of his attention back onto his mate. Although the reynard hadn’t truly been present and his fox likely had crept close more as a matter of curiosity, it didn’t change the fact that it fueled his need to possess his mate and claim her completely so that the damned vulpine male didn’t attempt to so much as send one of his spies to sniff around her.
Rising from between her legs, he noted that she too stared curiously off in the direction the fox disappeared. Without preamble, he gave a sharp nip to her hip that made her draw in a sharp gasp. He immediately laved it with his tongue to take away the sting and lifted his gaze to meet her shocked eyes.
“Have you seen many foxes when you’ve ventured outside, my love?” he rumbled.
He needed to know otherwise it would twist within him, tormenting him as it fed the voracious appetite of the taint. To his relief, she gave a quick shake of her head.
“No. That would be the first. I’ve seen a couple from the cabin, and always at a distance, but never when walking and never so close.”
He nodded thoughtfully and gave her a fierce look. “Things are not always what they seem in these woods. Some creatures, like the foxes, can be the eyes and ears of other beings that cross our territorial boundaries without difficulty or challenge. They won’t hurt you, and in fact add extra protection that benefits our territory, keeping it safe from humans, but do not follow them either,” he cautioned. “Stay within the confines of our walking route and close to the cabin you will be fine. It is not likely that the fae will dare to intrude on the territory of another.”
“Okay,” she replied in a shaky voice. “I won’t.”
“Good,” he rumbled as he bent his head to lap at her hip again causing his little mate to twitch against him. “I need you,” he rasped against her skin in a strained voice. His nostrils flared as he breathed in her skin, drawing the tangy sweetness of her scent deeper within him. “I need to know that you are mine.”
“I am yours,” she replied, stifling a gasp he dropped his head to nip very gently at her swollen bud.
He lifted his head and met her eyes again, holding her gaze. “Do you claim me, then, my little would-be mate? Would you mark me with your essence and allow mine to mark yours until our pheromones are so imprinted on each other that they’ll never be separated?”
Her eyes widened with full realization of what he wanted but she gave a quick nod of her head.
“Yes,” she whispered.
He glanced down at himself and the thick length of his twitching, heavily beaded cock. With the swirls and knots of beaded flesh along his shaft and the much thicker head of his cock, he knew it only superficially looked like one belonging to a human male—and only at a distance if one squinted and didn’t take proportion into account. Although she had seen him extruded numerous times, he felt that he was still obligated to point it out. Though he burned with desire, he would still give her one last chance to change her mind if that was what she truly wanted. He knew well enough that humans struggled with the concept of being pierced by the cock of a male from another species.
“I am not like your men. I do not have the ability to make it seem as though this part of me is as some species do. Do you truly wish to welcome me into your body?”
“Fuck, yes.” Her hips lifted and strained toward him, her glistening cunt opened wide for him. Begging to be filled. “This is what I’ve wanted.”
That specific wording caught his attention. “You have desired to be claimed by a monstrous male’s cock?”
That seemed so improbable to him that he couldn’t quite make sense of it. His last mate had come to terms and eventually enjoyed their matings, but he hadn’t imagined a woman lusting for it before she took one into herself.
A pink hue flooded his mate’s cheeks but she rolled her eyes. “It might have been the reason that my parents decided it was time to marry me off. I was a little too interested in fantasizing about… fae males.”
That surprised him. “Then why wait so long to enjoy the pleasure I offered?”
Her gaze snapped to him in bewilderment. “Hey, a fantasy is one thing, but I wasn’t going to just jump the first male that came along just because he waved his impressive and inhuman cock around on a daily basis.”
Barbasa choked back a laugh and crawled over his mate to settle more comfortably between her thighs. Pressing kisses against each of her eyelids, he purred down at her happily as he adjusted his hips so that his cock slid along her seam until the head notched at her entrance.
“Fair enough, my love. I will try to be gentle so that it is as good as you have dreamed of, but for this first time it will be a tight fit.”
Tiffany exhaled slowly and nodded. “I know. I’m ready.”
