Page 13 of His Siren Prince
I had already lost control. Pleasure was tearing through me so fast that my limbs shook as my cock grew more and more sensitive.
“I need you to come, Carrion,” I groaned as he kept rubbing my cock. “You can’t promise to fill me and not deliver.”
He growled in agreement as we sped up. The way he clutched and thrust was exactly what my womb needed. Especially when he burst out with a cry, I gasped as the hot flood of his seed painted my inner walls.
I was so focused on my ass that I could feel every place his cum had landed.
A smile spread across my face. Whenever my womb opened, it was like a lock had sprung and my tension released.
Carrion fell against my chest, panting, gasping, his ear pressed against my twin hearts, beating for him. He’d better not have been exhausted already, because there was no way the night was over when my womb was finally ready.
Pure heat swept through my body as I stopped wildly bouncing, and I tipped to just the right angle so that his cockhead pressed against my womb.
It was so sensitive that my ass was spasming.
“I haven’t cum like this since before the battle. Your ass better be ready. I’m going to empty so much you’ll be leaking by the time I’m finished with you.”
Every word from his mouth was so sexy that I was losing it.
He thrust again, and my mind went blank. Everything was pure pleasure, and all I could feel was my numb ass as he kept thrusting and pouring into me. My womb was almost there. Just a bit more cum and the opening would be wide enough that his cock could slide inside and we could begin breeding.
I groaned at how hot he looked, but something was missing. His eyes were hazy, out of focus, and the sheer lust of my cum and my voice had taken him over.
I was used to sending my lovers into a frenzy so they couldn’t think of anything but fucking me. I’d spend days and nights with them, draining them and hoping they'd give me a baby, but it never worked.
But looking at Carrion under me, his groaning, his hard cock, the way he frantically thrust into me with no rhythm or technique. It wasn’t right.
He was my mate. Even when he was out of it, I could feel it rising, and I couldn’t stand that he wasn’t fully conscious and in charge of himself. I normally didn’t care enough about my lovers to ask how they’d feel after we fucked and they could barely remember it, but this felt too important to let go.
I summoned my power, tingling pressure building in my throat as I spoke the words in my native language that released him from the thrall.
His furious thrusting suddenly slowed, his grip loosened, and he jolted, blinking quickly. The haze vanished as he leaned back, looking up at me.
“Azul?” he asked hoarsely. “What's going on?”
I quickly dragged him into a kiss, distracting him from his confusion. Most people didn’t know when they were under the spell. So he probably wouldn’t realize what I’d just done.
“Don’t stop,” I gasped as I ground my hips on his wide cock. “You have to keep fucking me.”
He trembled as I bounced my ass again, his head knocking back, a deep groan falling from him.
The chair was going to give way soon, but I didn't want to move.
“Your Majesty,” he moaned as he joined me by thrusting upwards as I dropped my ass down, both of us meeting in the middle with explosive cries.
“More!” I gasped as I slammed my hands onto his shoulders. “Carrion, harder. Do it harder. Please-” I shuddered as we both sped up, our breaths becoming more frantic. I was almost there.
I gasped as a click suddenly ran through us both.
Every muscle in my body tensed as a feeling of rightness burst through me. We watched each other, shook etched deep on our faces. He didn’t need to say anything; neither of us did, because it was right there, suddenly branded into our hearts.
He groaned with me as we moved again, and I could feel his heart, his passion, his desire surging through me as the mating bond solidified, connecting our souls.
Agreement rang between us as we accepted the bond, and the moment his cockhead rubbed against the edge of my womb, it unfolded.
My ass clenched around him as my heart ripped open. My eyes widened as the feeling of warmth and excitement buzzing through me changed to soft murmuring that turned my limbs to jelly.
His cockhead kept hitting my entrance, and my pleasure spiraled as I rocked harder. The chair shook under us, but I didn’t care if it broke, as long as I could feel his hot fluid blend with mine.
