Page 45 of Bound

“Like you,” Ruby said drowsily. It was a strange sensation; she was stretched so thoroughly, her hole pulsing around him. But she was also exhausted from their extended session, her eyelids fluttering even as she ached for more.

“Like me,” Slate said quietly. He ran a hand down her back. He had been touching her more after their first time in his nest. A hand on her back to guide her somewhere, or stroking her hair behind her ears.

It was lovely. It made Ruby feel like he wanted her even when she wasn’t training to take his cock.

She toyed with a feather poking out of the nest by her hip. “What are the younger Skullstalkers like?”

“I have not met many,” Slate admitted. “But the younglings Ihavemet are foolhardy. Vicious, if not outright feral. Many of them stalk the mortal realm for easy prey. They delight in the hunt.”

Thatsounded more like the Skullstalkers Ruby had learned about as a child. She shivered, imagining appearing in Slate’s void to find a creature just as monstrous as she had expected.

Slate’s stomach gurgled under her cheek.

Ruby laughed, shocked. “Is all this talk of hunting making you hungry?”

Slate didn’t reply. When she lifted her head, he was staring up at the trees. The shadows around his mask flickered anxiously.

Ruby sat up, careful not to dislodge his slowly hardening cock inside her. “Slate?”

“I do not hunger often,” Slate said finally. “Not truly.”

“Is that a problem?” Ruby asked faintly, her mind racing with possibilities. “Are you… afraid of losing control?”

Slate made a noise deep in his throat, half-chirp, half snort. A surprised laugh, she realized.

“You have nothing to fear from me,” he assured her. “The urge is simply… disconcerting. I am not used to it.”

He sat up, adjusting her against his lap. Ruby let him move her and thought back to him admitting that he didn’twantmany things, so wanting her was new for him. If a basic urge like hunger felt strange, lust must really be odd for him.

Not to mention any other wants. Ruby wasn’t assuming anything, but he seemed to enjoy their time together. Even if most of it involved stretching her around his cock.

“Do you…” Ruby trailed off in a moan as he gripped her thighs, holding her up above the generous amount of half-hard cock she still couldn’t fit. “Slate. You eat humans, right?”

“I did,” Slate said and paused. “I do.”

He was thickening inside her. Ruby groaned, digging her fingers into his arms. She had been gentle at first before remembering that he was a literal monster and could easily take some mortal squeezing him.

She clenched around him, feeling him twitch in response.

“Would you really have eaten me?” she asked breathily. “If I didn’t bind you?”

“Yes.” His hands tightened under her thighs, pulling her another aching inch onto his hardening cock. “I still long for it. I would hold myself back, even with the binding, but I am?—”

He cut off with a growl, nuzzling into her throat. “I am glad you bound me. At times, it is difficult not to devour you whole.”

He lifted her completely, suspending her in the air above the nest. She let her head fall against his smooth, pale chest, glad for the cool skin against her overheated forehead.

Ruby moaned. He had just told her he struggled not toeather; it should have terrified her. Instead, she was strangely touched. She truly believed him when he said he would continue holding himself back without the binding. He would do that for her.

“I’m glad too,” she gasped as he started to move inside her. “I… I would have never—oh.”

The words flew out of her head as he fucked softly into her, his cock fully hard and stretching her to her limit. Wet sounds filled the forest. Come dripped down his cock, slicking the way.

“You are taking more of me,” Slate said, hips working gently. “Soon you will be able to fit all of me. And then my knot.”

Ruby whined and looked down at where their bodies joined. There was still so much of him to take. His knot sat thick and hard at his base, making her mouth water every time.

“I want it,” she whispered. “Slate, I want it so much. I wish I could take it now. Wish I could’ve taken it that first day when you bent me over that ward. Wish?—”

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