Page 15 of The Ruby Dragon Prince
He, too was completely naked now, and as he rocked back to kneel astride my closed legs, I drank in the full sight of him. His torso was solid and muscular. The reddish hair that covered him curled as if to suggest the scales that had been there moments before. His shoulders were broad and his waist was trim. And his enormous cock stood out, thick and glistening in front of him.
I cried out with what I’d thought would be fear, but what ended up sounding more like an invitation. I wanted that thick, heavy alpha cock inside me in any way I could get it so badly that I started weeping.
“It’s alright, love,” Rufus said, reaching for me to turn me to my stomach. “We are fated. This will be so good.” He lifted me to my knees and stroked a hand down my spine from my neck to my ass. “My seed will surely take hold at once.”
I gasped. The idea of bearing Rufus’s children felt like the fulfillment of a dream, but it also reminded me that to succumb would mean I’d never see my brothers again, or so I was convinced.
I did the only thing I could think to do and launched myself forward. I used the runner’s pose he had me in to push away and to dash off along the path, hoping and praying that the golden staircase would appear when I needed it.
I heard Rufus rumble with laughter behind me as I sprinted, which only made slick pour harder from my fluttering hole.
“Alright, little omega,” I heard his voice say in my head. “Run. That will only make it sweeter when I catch you.”
I groaned even as I panted and ran for all I was worth. I could feel him behind me, chasing, but letting me think I could get away.
If I couldn’t outrun him, perhaps I could outsmart him.
I dashed to the side, veering into the thick of the forest instead of staying on the path. I was smaller and perhaps more agile than Rufus, so there was a chance I could get away this way.
It was a vain hope and I knew it. As beautiful as the forest was and as surprisingly soft as the ground under my feet turned out to be, as if it didn’t dare hurt my feet on Rufus’s command, I could only run for so long without any idea where I was going. I dodged around trees, but felt Rufus’s presence behind me almost constantly. I switched directions, but still saw him out of the corner of my eyes.
I tried to pick up my pace, but as I reached a small clearing beside a gurgling brook that glowed in the moonlight, redflowers of every description springing up and seeming to turn their heads to me around the edges, Rufus pounced.
He caught me around the waist, lifting me as I flailed and cried. I was so afraid, but the touch of his skin against mine was like magic, and my traitorous cock burst with my first orgasm of that heat while I was still in the air. It felt so good that I moaned and thrust into it.
A moment later, with a sound of possessive victory, Rufus pushed me to the ground, which, again, was as soft as a bed. He shoved my knees apart mercilessly, and before I could make even the slightest attempt to get away, his cock found my hole and shoved in so hard that I screamed.
I was trapped, pinned, and forced. Rufus showed no mercy at all as he fucked the hot, wet channel of my body. I had no say at all in our mating. He took what he wanted, using my body for his pleasure. I’d tried to run, he’d caught me, and now I was paying the price.
And it was glorious!
I wept and moaned with pleasure as he held my head into the fragrant grass with one hand and gripped my hip hard enough to leave bruises with the other as his thrusts grew fiercer and fiercer.
“You will not run from me,” he grunted as he thrust, rearranging my insides in an effort to reach my womb. “You are mine. I claim you as mine.”
My body exploded into an orgasm that was so strong it sapped whatever strength I might have had to resist my claiming. Not that I wanted to resist it. Rufus was brutal, selfish, and powerful as he fucked me. I could do nothing but lie there, weeping with fear and joy and desire as he fucked orgasm after orgasm out of me. My body had never felt so good, and despite the submission he’d wrenched from me, my mind and heart had never been happier either.
I wanted it to go on forever, but Rufus and I both cried out as his knot formed, locking us together, and his seed began to pour into me. I could feel it, which I wasn’t sure was possible. I could feel his seed spread in me, fighting to get into my womb, which hadn’t opened for him. It was so good that I closed my eyes and tried to disappear in it as my body jolted and tremored with almost constant orgasms.
Just when I thought the wave was over, Rufus growled, “No. I will not accept anything less than complete and utter submission.”
I was too hazy with pleasure to know what he meant, but a moment later, my eyes popped open as he reached around to grasp my cock with one hand and my throat with the other.
I didn’t know what was happening, but my heat wave flared to life again. Or maybe it was a new wave. Either way, it didn’t matter. Rufus resumed his thrusts with even more power. He stroked my cock as he did, forcing another, powerful orgasm from me.
And yet, it wasn’t forced at all. Yes, he had trapped me and was using me, whether I wanted it or not, but I loved it. I’d never felt such pleasure, such a sense of rightness. At the same time, I could feel his magic seeping into me, bending every part of my body to his will. I was being forced in that I had no choice and no control, even in the fact that he was somehow causing my body to react how he wanted it, not how I wanted it, but the bliss of it was so potent that I started to lose consciousness.
Then it happened. Against all odds and my body’s protests, he broke through the barrier of my womb. With a ferocious shout, he pushed his cockhead straight into the center of me and pumped his seed to fill me.
I felt so filled I couldn’t wrap my head around it. My womb swelled with him, my belly loosening to accommodate it. He still held my cock and throat and I’d long since lost track ofwhere one orgasm ended and the next began. It was all pleasure. Everything was pleasure.
He wasn’t just fucking me, he was breeding me.
At the height of the madness that was his rut, Rufus curled forward, sinking his teeth into my shoulder where it met my neck. I cried out as I felt the pain and the connection. My womb wasn’t the only part of me that he claimed as his. I could feel magic swirl through every cell in my being, starting from that point in my neck, as he marked me as his forever.
The intensity of the moment ended in a flash as Rufus heaved out a breath, then collapsed to one side, rolling me with him. It was like the claiming and breeding had drained every last ounce of strength from him. He faded into sleep, but his arms were still around me and his knot was still tight within me.
I trembled with shock at everything that had just happened. My body was still vibrating with pleasure, and when I tried to move, rubbing his knot inside, I burst with an aftershock orgasm. It felt so good. The entire thing had been terrifying and overwhelming, but I felt nothing but bliss as I rested in my alpha’s embrace and caught my breath.
