Page 14 of Moth & Flame

My chest swells with determination as I finally speak aloud what I’ve known and held back for too long.

“You’re my soulbound, Hella. My life and my fate are yours, and so they shall remain.”

Her throat works on a rough swallow as she slides an arm over the back of my neck, fingers threading into the short length of my hair as she holds my gaze.

“Alister will try to take everything he can from me: my fortune, my livelihood, my reputation—my life if he can find me—but my heart, my body, my soul—they are eternally yours.”

A fervor unlike anything I’ve ever known consumes me as I spread her out beneath me and settle myself between her legs. My beast’s claws slide free as my form shifts—growing in height and breadth. My trousers and shirt are reduced to ribbons in seconds.

Hella’s eyes widen in awe as the scent of her arousal overwhelms my senses. My Nykanthros form looks like an unnatural thing conjured in nightmares and fairytales. While I grow to the terrifying size of a Lykos, fur sprouts along my back in a thick pelt as my face and body take on a monstrous melange of both fae and wolf features.

Very few have seen my beast’s form and lived to speak of it. Not that I’d want them to. Other than my mother,Akash rest her soul,there isn’t another soul in this realm who would describe me as anything other than an abomination.

And yet, Hella’s eyes pass over me with nothing short of adoration.“You’re beautiful.”

A low growl builds in my chest as Iwillmy claws to recede to fist her hair in one hand, tugging to better expose the delicate flesh of her throat. The voice of my shifted form is an even deeper, gravelly version of my own.“And you’re mine.”

My magic whispers over her skin just as I gently sink my fangs into the side of her neck. Satisfaction is another growl in my throat as I finally get to heal the numerous faint butragged scars from Alister’s vicious bite marks. It’s something I’ve longed to do since the day I laid eyes on her.

She gasps against the sensation, body arching into mine as she cries out, her arousal scent thickening. Her blood spilling down my throat is intoxicating, euphoria that causes my cock and my knot to swell and harden to the point of pain.

My hips give a mindless thrust against her, painting her pussy and abdomen with my leaking seed. Hella reaches between us to give my length a teasing stroke that sends a jolt of electricity up my spine before aligning it with her entrance. She wiggles her hips, easing me inside. The sensation feels as ifgodfirehas set my veins aflame. My fangs burst free as a frenzied snarl tears from my throat.

The look in Hella’s heavy-lidded eyes soothes the beast in me as she strokes my jaw.“Shhhhh, I’ll be full of your cum soon, my love. I’m yours.”

My claws prick her skin as I pin her hips in place, gradually pushing forward until my crown breaches her tight, slick entrance. My cock is even larger in this form, and it would be selfish not to take care. Thankfully, her pussy is already primed, thanks to my shadows and earlier efforts just minutes ago in Moth & Flame.

My shadows bloom around us, teasing her clit and the tight peaks of her breasts as I sit back on my heels to gaze at where we are joined.

Fuck, I’ve made a mess of her.

Thick puddles of my pearlescent pre-cum glisten against her skin, urging my hips into a steady thrust that eases my length deeper. I’m mesmerized by the way the pink petals of her petite cunt stretch and mold around my intrusive girth.

Within moments of my quickening pace and deeper strokes, Hella’s nails bite into the flesh of my thighs, her jaw slackening. A cry escapes her, her back arching, her lush tits bouncing.

My strokes turn punishing as the beginnings of my own orgasm lick up the base of my spine, demanding I bury my knot inside of her.

“Oh my gods, Draven… Yes, yes, yes!”

“That’s it, sweetheart. Milk this cock. I’m gonna fill this pussy up with so much fucking cum, she’ll be weeping with it for a week.”

“Yes, Daddy, please!”

My eyes briefly roll into the back of my head as my growls turn to grunts. At the end of each thrust, my knot coaxes her entrance, and I press harder each time. Hella’s breath becomes keening, panting gasps as it finally begins to nudge inside. She props herself up on her elbows to watch.

My knot glides further—almost to the widest point.So close. So fucking close.

Hella’s gaze returns to mine, brows pinched with need.

“I need it, Draven. Give me all of you.”

As if to punctuate Hella’s demand, my knot finally slips all the way inside, and I’m buried to the hilt. The bond between us thumps with a pulse of its own alongside the war drum of my heartbeat. Another snarl tears from my throat as Hella cries out, her pussy milking my cock of thick, hot, pulsing ropes of cum. My strokes become languorous.

“I fucking love you, Hella...”

Emotion slips free from her eyes, prompting me to close the distance between us. I brace myself on my elbows, framing her head.

“And I’ll thank Akash every godsdamned day that you stalked me.”

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