Page 44 of Mushy Stuff
He must sense how close I was to coming because he stops for a moment to growl, “Not yet.” I feel my pussy clamp just from that.
He goes back to licking me in long strokes, then he thrusts his tongue into me, filling me with it. He continues thrusting it into me, fucking me with his tongue. With each thrust, he goes a little further, until I can feel his fangs pressing against the insides of my thighs. I know he has opened his jaw impossibly wide again. I feel so full of his tongue; I moan as each thrust stretches me and pushes me closer and closer to coming. I know his tongue must be doubled over inside me, stretching me and fucking me. Just when I feel like his tongue can’t possibly be any longer, he thrusts it into me one more time. I feel his secondset of fangs press against my skin. Suddenly I feel eight little bright pinpricks of delicious pain as his fangs break through the skin. The pleasure and the pain twine together as one and I gasp and writhe in it. Every movement I make presses his fangs harder into my skin and presses his tongue further into me. I’m at the very edge of my orgasm and I manage to gasp out, “Wold…please…”
Holding onto his antlers, I moan as I grind against his mouth and I can feel the back of his tongue press against my clit, and gods it feels amazing. I grind harder, and I know his fangs must be sinking into my skin, but all I feel is hot pleasure. The next time I grind against him, he lets out a feral growl from deep in his throat. I feel the vibrations of that growl everywhere, and it pushes me over the edge. I scream as my orgasm tears through me and then keeps going. My pussy pulses around his tongue and he holds me firmly in place as my hips try to buck wildly against him. As I finally begin to come down from my orgasm, he slips his tongue out of me and gently licks my pussy and the places where his fangs pierced my skin.
With a raspy voice, he looks up at me. “Lydia, are you hurt?”
I gasp and say, “No…gods that was amazing.” I grab his antlers and guide him up to me. When his face is level with mine, I say, “I need you to fuck me, Wold.”
He groans and slicks his glowing cock through the folds of my pussy, then presses it to the entrance of my core. I gasp as he slowly sinks into me and begins to fuck me. Gods, I can feel every ridge of his cock as he thrusts into me. I’m clinging to him and moaning when I notice a warm tingling feeling on my scalp and ears. I have no idea what the feeling is; he must be fucking me so well that my head is tingling. I just ignore it and continue enjoying the feeling of his cock slowly dragging in and out of me.
He thrusts into me again and then pauses inside me. With a husky voice he says, “Lydia…” Then he touches something on my head. It’s above my head but I can almost feel him touching me. It’s strange, it tugs like it’s attached to me.
“Lydia, feel this. You have antlers.”
I gasp, “What?”
I reach my hands up and feel two small antlers. They feel like Wold’s, but they are much smaller than his. “Oh my gods, what…”
Then he strokes a claw along my ear, but something is different about that too. It feels too long. I reach for my ears and find they now come to little elegant points.
I gasp again and look at Wold. “How?”
He smiles and says, “The mating bite.” Then he buries his face in my neck and inhales deeply. “Your scent, it’s yours, but it’s also mine.”
I look into his eyes, and they are glowing brighter than I’ve ever seen them. I say, “I’m yours now.” His eyes flair even brighter.
His voice is almost a growl as he says, “Mine. No one can take you from me now.” Then he grabs my hips and thrusts into me hard. I moan as he fucks me. I can tell he isn’t holding back this time. He hasn’t lost control; he just isn’t worried anymore. He’s claiming me. On his next thrust, I feel his tendril unwrap from around his cock. It slides through the folds of my pussy and brushes past my clit. It continues to move and brush my clit in different ways, and I cry out at how good it feels. I cling to him as every thrust pushes me closer and closer to the edge.
While he’s fucking me, Wold leans down and licks up the side of my neck. Then he growls in my ear, “Come for me, my little sprite.” That command is all I need, and I scream his name as I come.
That pushes him over the edge, and he roars as he comes inside me.
As he’s coming down from his orgasm, he collapses on top of me. He begins kissing and licking along my neck and chest.
I let out a little contented sigh as he does this. I say, “I’m yours forever.”
He buries his face into my neck and groans, then says, “Forever.”
***
We lay tangled up in each other for a long time. We don’t really speak, we just enjoy being together. My heart feels so full. I can feel that we are connected now.
I’m stroking my fingers through his hair when I realize that the gold staining on my hands and arms is mostly gone. I just have the barest hint of it left on my fingers.
“Wold, look…my hands…”
He looks at them and says, “It must have been the mating bite.” He thinks about it for a minute and then says, “It never stained my skin or fur. Maybe it is something to do with Guardians, and now that you are mated to a Guardian, my magic is in you and healed you.”
I spread my fingers and look at the staining, then I say, “Even though it came from something awful, I think it looks pretty like this.”
Wold takes my hand and kisses my fingers. “I think it’s pretty because it is a part of you.”
Then we go back to quiet, contented, cuddling.
Epilogue
Five years later
