Page 111 of Faeling
She took little breaks, her breath beginning to come in heavier pants. Rubbing at her thighs and hips, he praised, “My formidable mate. You take me so well.”
Ravenna only huffed, perhaps a laugh, before starting again. She lifted up a little before falling back down, and he felt how she pulsed. Vallek’s throat ran dry as she slowly, steadily consumed him. He was lost to her snug heat, her cunt holding him tighter than a fist.
By the time she seated him fully inside her, her chest expanded with panting heaves. She quivered under his hands, and Vallek was no better, quaking with the need to hold her hips to his as he shoved up in greedy strokes.
He held still only through force of will, gaze riveted on how her cunt stretched wide to take him. Her clitoris peeked along his root, pressed between them. Gods, it seemed impossible that she should be able to take him, his mind not quite able to comprehend the sight. Yet, between their slick and spend, the lubricant, and the magic he felt caressing where they joined,she’d taken him.
Holding her by the hips, he stretched his thumb to find her little bud of nerves. She jerked with his touch, her head tossing back and forth. He couldn’t tell if she meant for him to stop or if it felt too good and kept his touches light.
Ravenna shuddered above him, her cunt clasping him tight in a small orgasm.
Vallek purred. “Take what you need, love. Take it all.”
“So full,” she choked. “It’s…”
Vallek held onto the last scraps of his sanity as she began to move in tiny little rolls of her hips. He had to hold on—he had to be gentle. A good mate. He could give her this time, even as he careened closer to a rut.
At least, he thought he could.
He became less sure with every passing moment and jerk of her hips.
She’d just found something of a rhythm when she lifted a few inches up onto her knees—and fell back down with a wetslap. A feral sound hummed in her throat, and she did it again, bouncing on his lap.
Vallek smiled viciously. “That’s it, sprite. Take me. Take your pleasure.”
Holding her steady, he watched her begin to move in earnest. Her slick flowed between them, stimulated by her thrusts and the lubricant. Her movements made sloppy, wet sounds as she gained momentum, and Vallek saw stars when she twisted her hips on her next downstroke.
Need her need her need…
Vallek thrust up to meet her, a roar gathering in his throat. She clutched him tight, soaking him in her slick as she bouncedand rolled her hips. She kept the pace as long as she could, and when he felt her beginning to fade, he lifted her by the waist, bringing her down again and again and again onto his waiting cock.
He reached up inside her, fused them together. He claimed her. He came home.
He didn’t know when he’d begun coming, only that he went mindless with need. His thrusts grew jerky and desperate, unintelligible sounds echoing through the bedchamber.
Vallek sat up, changing the angle and crushing her to his chest as he came apart. Hips smacking, he filled her with spend, his pleasure ruthless. He chased it down as surely as the rut chased him.
He couldn’t stop it.
As his last thrusts pulsed through her, he laid her down on her back, watching as she came down from her own pleasure. Her cunt throbbed around him, milking his cock for more.
You’ll have it. Anything you want.
Ravenna moaned as he slid his cock free. Spend gushed from her pulsing cunt, and Vallek had the novel thought of pushing his fingers inside, ensuring nothing escaped. He wanted her full, saturated in his scent, thoroughly claimed.
“Are you all right?” he managed to bite out.
Ravenna nodded, her expression still dazed from their lovemaking. Her eyes fell to his cock, still hard and bobbing against his belly.
A mewling sound escaped her lips—greedy, and perhaps a little trepidatious.
Oh, she should be.
“You’ve lived amongst kin long enough to know about ruts,yes?”
Her eyes went wide. Licking her lips, which only incited a frenetic purr in his chest, she whispered, “Yes. You’re…?”
“Oh yes, sprite. I thought I could resist it, but who could resist your teasing?” He swooped down to claim a brutal kiss, closing his hand around her throat to keep her just where he wanted. “You know what it means?”
