Page 32 of Tasteful Anarchy and Tangled Auras
Chapter 13
Osmund
My exquisite little mate is stressed, and I hate it. Several nights now, we’ve been trotted out for Court dinners. Hard looks, whispers, deceit. I know I’m not useful at the Court games that surround us. I just keep my mouth shut and try to look intimidating. Oh, and avoid the ladies—and the men—who throw themselves at me.
Adi comes out of her closet in a gorgeous tiny purple nightdress. My hands flex, and I step to her. She smiles tiredly. “Not tonight, Ossy. I’m exhausted.”
I chuckle. “Little mate. You’re mine. Do not think to deny me.” My fingertips brush up her arms lightly as I lean in to lick and kiss at her selkie markings. She’s shown me both her land forms. Her bird form reminds me of both Freja and of Odin, who took many shapes and kept Hughinn and Muninn.
Adi lets out a little sound of pleasure at my touch, and at that small acceptance of my need, I wrap one arm around her tightly while the other quickly grabs her panties and rips them off. Her body jerks and I scent her wetness, her response to me. I palm her sex, soft curls under my hand.
“This tight little cunt is mine. This heat is mine.Youare mine.” Her entire body yields, melts against me with her assent. “That’s right, mate. I’m going to mount you now.”
“Mountme?” she asked incredulously, but I grab her and toss her onto the bed. I gently push my knee in between hers and use it to spread her wide.
I press my hand between her shoulder blades. “Down, baby. Your arms aren’t going to hold you for this.” I smile as I smell her response to the words. I go to the dresser and take out the lube I had bought.
She turns her sweet face to me. “What are you doing?”
“I need younow, and I don’t want to hurt you.” I pour a good amount of lube on my aching cock. She watches hungrily as I stroke myself. Then I step forward and line the head of my cock up with her tight entrance. I sheath myself inside her in one tight, hard stroke. My balls press against her clit and I groan.
Adelaide
MY EYES CLOSE, ANDthe sounds of his body slapping into mine intensify. Holy hell, he is so deep. And fucking me hard. His large palm is on the small of my back, pushing down gently to keep me at the angle he wants. His enormous cock is running over my g-spot over and over again in this position. I pant and squirm.
I can’t get over how animalistic this feels. I’ve obviously had doggy-style sex before, and I also knew some shifters had sex with other shifters while in animal form, though I never had. I wonder if it feels like this.
Ossy’s hand wraps in my hair. He pulls my head back, just a bit. It feels insanely good. He could have pulled a lot harder for all I care, because I am pushed over the edge. My hips meet his and I scream. His hips continue their frantic pace, drawing out my orgasm as I squeal and thrash.
As I come back to myself, he continues fucking me hard. Now, on the other side of my pleasure, it is a lot. “Ossy...,” I start.
He lets go of my hair and grabs both my hips and gives it to me harder.
“Shit, Ossy...it’s too much.”
His hips don’t falter but he grinds out, “Red? Word?”
Oh damn. I hesitate. His cock is incredible and I’m honestly not sure I want him to stop.
He purrs at my silence, still railing into me. But he can tell what I need and he adjusts, leaning his chest down to my back. It changes his angle inside me, and though his hips still slap against me, he isn’t so deep. It makes me moan, his ability to read me, his care for me combined with how incredible he feels inside me. His fingers lock over mine, twisted into the sheets. I feel heat pool in my belly. “Ossy....”
“That’s right, mate. You’re mine. Surrender. Take what you’re given.” He pulls us up so we’re on our knees. His cock continues to pound into me. “Come for me again, baby.” One of his hands finds my nipple and the other strokes my clit slowly.
And just like that, I lose control, slamming back into him and pressing into his hand and I come and then come again, as he murmurs, “Yes, baby, so good,” over and over again before shooting his seed deep inside me.
He eases us to the bed, making sure to keep himself inside me as he does so. I press back into his chest as he heaves blankets over us. He settles in and smiles at me, brushing my hair out of my face and kissing me deeply and sensuously. “There. Now you look relaxed. A well-pleased female. Completely beautiful and languorous in my arms and on my cock.” His fingers tenderly stroke my face and collarbone, and my eyes close in pleasure at the focused attention he’s giving me. I drift right off to sleep with his gentle nuzzles on my ear and his still-large cock stuffed inside me, the feeling of safety surrounding me.
