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“Is that what the wind is saying?” Astonished, I consider what this means. Does it mean I’ll be able to explore the forest to my heart’s content?
“Yes, but while the creatures in the forest will defer to you, the hunters and other humans who wander inside may not.” He turns me over on his lap and cradles me in his arms.
My heart races as I stare at him, and I bask in the intimacy of his embrace. I think about reaching up to touch his towering antlers. I also think about caressing my fingers through his long, wavy hair. But my focus soon shifts to the thick hardness beneath my bottom. His huge, ready cock.
I swear I detect warmth passing between us, an unusual surge of affection. It feels magical. Like the Dark Forest. As our eyes remain locked, he caresses my hair with soft strokes, and my scalp prickles with sensation. A euphoric delirium descends, and I lean into his touch with a contented sigh.
“Is your bottom sore, little girl?” His breath wafts along the hollow of my neck, eliciting goosebumps and causing my core to clench.
“Yes, Papa.”
He angles me toward him and reaches beneath my ass, then he commences rubbing the sting from my cheeks. “You became soaking wet as I spanked you.” He’s not taunting me. Instead, there’s a definite note of satisfaction in his voice. He approves of the way I reacted to his dominance, with soft, melting surrender.
I inhale a shaky breath. “I couldn’t help it,” I confess. Even now, I’m becoming slick and achy between my thighs. Talking about the punishment and recalling the sting of his hand is making heat pulsate in my center anew.
He touches my aching core and glides his fingers through my drenched folds. His eyes flare with pleasure, and a savage growl emanates from his throat.
“Before I officially claim you as my mate, little girl, I want to taste the sweetness between your thighs. Lie back on the pillows and spread your legs wide.”
Chapter Six
Silas
I guide Kiera off my lap and help her get situated against the pillows. But after she gets into the ordered position, with her thighs spread wide, I decide her dress is in the way. In addition to licking her pussy, I want to suckle and knead her breasts. I want to see her. All of her.
“Sit up higher and lift your arms in the air, little girl.” I rise from the bed and stand next to her, and I’m pleased when she lifts her arms without protest.
Careful not to rip the dress, I pull it off her body and toss it on a chair. Then I push her back on the pillows, crawl atop her, and place my hands on either side of her quivering form. I adore her responsiveness. I like that she’s trembling with desire. My gaze falls to her ample bosom, and I lean down and capture a peaked nipple between my teeth, careful to angle my head so I don’t stab her with my antlers. I apply the slightest pressure as I flick my tongue against the bud. My cock throbs at the salty taste of her flesh.
I work my way down her body, worshipping every dip and curve, alternating kisses with licks and even occasionally dragging my teeth along her skin. Whimpers and moans emitfrom her, little noises of pleasure that join the steady murmurs of the wind that keep telling me to claim her.
Don’t the gods know how ravenous I am to taste her first?
The sweet scent of her excitement beckons me, and I finally situate my face between her thighs. I dart my tongue along the seam of her moist nether lips. Fuck yes. The delectable taste explodes across my tongue, and I hunger for more. I push her thighs wider apart and resume the slow licks to her pussy. At first, I focus on her core, where the abundance of her slickness resides, but I eventually move upward to her swollen clit.
She shudders and groans, and she tangles her fingers in my hair. Her hands also brush the base of my antlers, and it drives me fucking wild. I push two fingers into her core and commence a rapid thrust as I circle her clit with my tongue.
How long until she shatters? The prospect of her climaxing on my tongue causes the desire heating my blood to turn scorching. Perspiration trickles down my temple, and another spell of dizziness hits me. But I continue tending to her nubbin, savoring the pulsations of this sensitive bit of flesh.
At last, she releases a keening cry and gyrates her pussy into my mouth. She tightens her hold on the base of my antlers, pulling me closer to her undulating core. I increase the thrusts of my digits while I lap at her clit, pressing down on the inflamed button as she rides the waves of her pleasure. I don’t cease the motions until she grows still on the bed.
I withdraw from her center as a soul-deep satisfaction spreads through me. She’s panting breathlessly, and my gaze is drawn to the rapid rise and fall of her bosom. Her dark pink nipples are still hard, and there’s a sheen of sweat between her breasts. Her face is flushed, her expression blissful. Gods, she truly is a beauty. And she’s mine. All mine. My precious Little girl.
Her eyes flutter open, and our gazes collide. Affection passes between us, a boundless warmth that increases the longer we stare at one another. The mating bond. My heart races with hope. I haven’t yet claimed her, not fully, but the bond is already starting to manifest.
The emergence of the bond prompts me into action. I rise from the bed and lift Kiera in my arms. I sense her melting into my embrace, savoring the closeness, relishing our newfound intimacy.
We barely know one another, yet the whispers on the wind insist we’re mates, and the bond is already building.
I resolve that once I rut her to completion, we will get to know one another better. But I quickly remind myself there’s no rush. Once the mating bond finishes forming, she’ll be as ageless and enduring as I.
I lift her higher in my arms, then lean down to place a lingering kiss to her forehead. She sighs and snuggles into my chest. I sense her fatigue, but I won’t allow her to rest. Not yet. The wind howls louder. I must claim her. Right fucking now.
After setting her on her feet, I guide her to bend over the bed. Her breath catches as she no doubt realizes my intent.
I plan to mount her from behind.
I run my hand down the curve of her back, then stand directly behind her as I allow my cock to brush against her bottom cheeks. She whimpers and rises on her toes. She also widens her stance and lifts her ass higher, presenting her swollen, gleaming pussy.
