I Married Amreth (Prime Mating Agency)

Chapter 12

Amreth

E ach step towards our room had my blood racing through my veins. A burning desire had a pool of lava swirling in the pit of my stomach. I didn’t understand how she could have so easily inflamed me. I meant to give Ciara a prolonged courtship. But right now, all I could think about was how desperately I wanted to lose myself in her, feel every inch of her body wrapped around mine, the sound of her moans in my ears, and the taste of her pleasure on my tongue.

Still supporting her weight with one arm behind her thighs, I blindly opened the bedroom door with my free hand. Ciara eagerly caressing my chest and side was making it even harder to form any rational thought. I wanted… needed more.

I had never entered this room before. As a Warden and Elite Obosian Warrior, my first instinct should be to quickly examine my surroundings to assess any potential threat and tactical details that could be used defensively or offensively should trouble arise. But I only had eyes for the large bed propped in the middle of the back wall.

Still kissing my mate, I made a beeline for it, before carefully laying her down on top of the soft mattress. When I tried to straighten, Ciara tightened her grip around my shoulders, drawing me closer. I chuckled against her lips and gave in. I climbed onto the bed and on top of her. My mate spread her legs so that I could settle between them. Holding my weight with my left forearm resting on the mattress, I broke the kiss and brushed my lips all over her face, and especially on that beautiful crown on her forehead.

Cupping the side of her neck with my right hand, I lifted her chin with my thumb, exposing the palpitating artery that my fangs ached to sink into. But I simply covered her neck with kisses, sucking on the tender flesh in the crook, right before it curved into her shoulder. Ciara’s sigh of delight resonated directly in my cock. I kissed a path down her chest, my mouth watering in advance as I closed in on the prize that had taunted me for what felt like an eternity.

I latched on to her hard little nub like a starving male, sucking and licking it in earnest. My mate rewarded me with a voluptuous moan, a shiver coursing through her when I also tweaked and pinched her left nipple with my fingers.

Lifting my head to look at Ciara’s beautiful face, I summoned my Lumiak in my index finger and sent a small electric discharge on the underside of her nipple. My mate instantly threw her head back as she cried out. A violent spasm shook her body, and her abdominal muscles contracted a few times. Breathing heavily, she lifted her head to look at me in shock.

I gave her a smug grin, baring my fangs in the process in a way that I wanted a little menacing. Used in the right intensity, at the right place, our Lumiak could sent a blast of pleasure so intense, it flirted with an orgasm, without quite achieving it… Well, unless used directly on the clitoris.

Gaze still locked with hers, I poked out my tongue, slowly stretching it. Her jaw dropped when the tip continued past my chin, down to my jugular notch. Another shiver coursed through her. My grin broadened, and her eyes smoldered when I lowered my head again to lick a trail down her flat stomach towards my even greater prize.

The delectable scent of her musk had my cock throbbing with need. It grew stronger with each second in tandem with her arousal. Finding my woman’s petals already slick for me fanned the flames of the brazier burning deep within me. They were the loveliest shade of pink and dark brown with a hint of purple. Although her engorged clitoris was begging for my attention, the need to taste my mate rode me too hard.

I teased her slit with the tip of my tongue, which was pointier than a human’s. Ciara gasped, and her left hand closed around my main right horn. That instantly sent a bolt of lust in my groin. I wanted her to grab both my main horns and tug on them. But I could wait. I could only pray she would do that once I was balls deep inside her.

I pushed my tongue in her slit. The tart taste of her essence set my loins ablaze. A hungry growl of approval vibrated in my throat as I pressed my mouth against her sex and sank my tongue even deeper in. A strangled cry escaped Ciara, and her right hand latched onto my other horn. My cock ached and palpitated with the need to claim her, but I focused on my feast.

The sound of her moans in my ears was the sweetest music as I began to fuck her with my tongue. Her inner walls were so warm and soft, imagining how they would feel around my length was driving me insane. I accelerated the movement of my tongue dipping in and out. To enhance her pleasure, I made sure to systematically rub my lingual piercing against the sensitive bundle of nerves of her G-spot.

In no time, Ciara’s hips were gyrating, her grip tightening around my horns. It wasn’t quite as firmly as I liked, but each involuntary tug still resonated directly in my cock. Only once her legs began shaking around my face did I finally give her clitoris the long overdue attention it deserved.

Without stopping to plunder her tight sheath with my tongue, I rubbed her little nub with my thumb. I barely brushed against it before my woman went off. She cried out, her body seizing as ecstasy swept her away. Ciera’s essence poured on my tongue, and I greedily devoured every drop. My thumb and mouth kept her flying high for a while longer. At last, I relented and lifted my head to peer at her.

My mate looked a little dazed, her lips parted as she breathed heavily. The fast rise and fall of her chest only drew my attention back to her perky breasts. As much as I wanted to bury myself inside her and feel her climax on my cock, I wasn’t done playing with her.

I knelt between my woman’s thighs and parted her legs wider, leaving her fully bare and exposed to my possessive gaze. Tharmok smite me! She was breathtaking, and mine. All mine. I would have her screaming my name over and over again before the end of the night.

Ciera blinked, startled by a sudden movement at the edge of her vision, before realizing it was my tail joining the party. Her eyes widened as she watched it slither over her stomach, glide over each of her breasts, teasing the hard buds along the way. Her breath hitched when it resumed its journey upward and wrapped around her neck. Resting both palms on the mattress on each side of her, I leaned forward to study her features as I began to tighten my tail, slightly constricting her airways.

I altered my vision to examine her aura for any sign of distress or discomfort. It blasted me with a mesmerizing rainbow of colors that had my mouth instantly water with the need to taste her energy. It took every ounce of my willpower not to give in to the urge to gorge on her emotions.

Although keeping it wrapped around Ciara’s neck, I loosened my tail’s grip only to extend its tip towards her mouth. Without needing any instruction, my mate immediately parted her lips to welcome it. A low, animalistic growl vibrated through my chest as she began sucking on it in a lascivious way that set my blood ablaze.

Baring my fangs at her, I closed my right hand around my cock, squeezing the base almost painfully to silence its need to erupt. Each motion of her head as she bobbed over my tail resonated straight in my cock. When my woman twirled her tongue around the tip, I could almost feel it on my glans. Fuck, if I let her carry on, Ciara could make me climax just from this. I feared how quickly she would make me fall apart if it was my cock she was lavishing this much attention on.

She gasped, looking almost outraged when I suddenly pulled my tail away. She attempted to argue, but I choked her neck with it, my face stern, making it clear she was to behave. For a split second, I braced for the possibility she might rebel. I didn’t want a true submissive as I didn’t consider myself a Dom in the traditional sense. However, as much as I liked having control in the bedroom, I didn’t oppose the occasional exchange of power if my partner wanted to take the lead.

But right this instant, I wanted to have my way with her, which required her submission. Obviously, I would relent if she clearly opposed it and could only hope she wouldn’t.

My heart soared when she suddenly relaxed, yielding to me.

“Good girl,” I whispered as I loosened my tail before fully retracting it. “I’m going to feed from you, Ciara.”

My tone was almost menacing as I spoke those words. Once more, I wanted her consent. Technically, I could do it without her even being aware of it, and it took nothing away from her. But it would feel too much like a violation, both of her body and her trust.

To my delight, she licked her lips in a way that screamed anticipation and reached for me. I stared at her hands as they caressed my chest, her thumb teasing my right nipple. Her palms were like burning embers on my skin, warming me to the bone. I placed my own hands on her waist, caressing a path towards her breasts as I invoked my Lumiak. She gasped as the electric tendrils set her nerve endings on fire, the agreeable sensation accentuated by blasts of pleasure as I brushed my lightning over her erogenous areas.

Before she could fully adjust to my ministrations, I emitted gradually increasing waves of my bakaan . The intensity of my aura acted like a shot of liquid ecstasy directly into her veins. In no time, she was moaning and writhing on the bed from the dueling pleasure of my bakaan and Lumiak. Her back arched on the mattress, and she gripped my forearms with bruising force when the tip of my tail found its way between her thighs.

As expected, it was a tighter fit than my tongue, and I shamelessly used it not only to pleasure her, but also to prepare her to receive my greater girth. Tharmok’s teeth, she was stunning. Her aura radiated like a kaleidoscope of shimmering lights, bathing her in a mesmerizing halo as she moaned with bliss.

My eyes glowed as I began to feed from her, then nearly rolled to the back of my head as her divine taste blasted through me. Fuck! It was like drinking from the fountain of the gods themselves. I gorged on her emotions, showering her with even more of my bakaan to increase her pleasure as my tail relentlessly plowed into her.

Ciara’s sharp cry of ecstasy snapped me out of my drunken daze. Her head rolled from side to side as she once more flew high. Even as I stopped myself feeding from her, my fangs ached to bury themselves in her neck, inject her with my essence, and even drink some of her blood. It wasn’t something that my people ever really did anymore, but we sometimes indulged in our more primal urges in moments of overwhelming emotions such as this one.

I let my bakaan and Lumiak fade, and pulled my tail out of my woman, only to replace it with my fingers. While she continued to fly on the wings of bliss, I kissed and caressed Ciara, with my right hand stretching her to receive me.

Once she came back to reality, I pulled my fingers out, greedily licked her essence off them, then carefully settled on top of my mate. She wrapped her arms around me, the air of wonder in her beautiful grayish-brown eyes—which had almost turned black from passion—turned me into a messy puddle. Obviously, this wasn’t love. We still barely knew each other. But it gave me a glimpse of what kind of bond would blossom between us over time.

I couldn’t wait.

“My Ciara,” I whispered tenderly while brushing aside a damp lock of hair from her forehead. “Do you accept me, my mate?”

“Yes,” she whispered back, her voice a little rough from screaming. “I accept you, Amreth.”

I smiled, letting the tenderness and passion she awakened in me shine through before I reclaimed her lips. Slipping a hand between us, I aligned my cock with her opening and gently began to push myself in. Despite how wet I’d made her, and how relaxed Ciara was, her body quickly resisted me. I had expected as much, but it didn’t make it a lesser blow to my burning impatience to be one with my soulmate.

Invoking the control acquired over years of rigorous training to become a Warden, I forced myself to maintain a slow pace, pushing myself in with careful and shallow thrusts. The whole time, I whispered sweet words of encouragement, kissed and caressed her. My Ciara reciprocated each touch with matching passion.

And then we were one.

Her nails dug into the small of my back as I began to move. Her tight grip on my cock threatened to have me come undone with each stroke. Although meant to procure extra sensations to our female, the spikes lining the sides of my cock were highly erogenous. The way her inner walls squeezed them on their way in and out sent sparks of lightning throughout my nether region and down my legs.

Wrapped in the searing heat of her body, I gradually gave in to the passion she awakened in me. As I picked up the pace, taking her faster, deeper, and harder, my mate lifted her pelvis, meeting me thrust for thrust. An inferno raged within me. I couldn’t get enough of her, of the feverish way she caressed and clawed at me, the sweetness of her tongue mingling with mine, and the sound of her pleasure.

But above all, the taste of that pleasure…

I gorged some more on her emotions. My mind screamed for me to stop, but I couldn’t. It was too good, too divine. An insane amount of energy coursed through me. My skin felt on the verge of bursting from the overflow of power feeding from her gave me. I wanted to be deep inside her, wrapped around her, and take all of her within me. No beginning, no end, Ciara and me fully intertwined as one.

Before long, I was pounding into her. My wings deployed, aching for me to take flight with my mate and complete our bond. I vaguely feared that my feral instincts would just take over and irrevocably claim her without her consent in my rabid need to make her mine forever. But I was drowning in too powerful a maelstrom of emotions and bliss. So much in fact that I never saw Ciara’s climax creeping in.

She suddenly cried out, her blunt nails savagely raking my back as her orgasm slammed into her. Her inner walls clamping down on my cock wrested my own release from me. Throwing my head back, I roared and slammed myself deep inside my woman. My seed erupted with a violence that left me reeling. It shot out into Ciara in powerful spurts of liquid ecstasy. My entire body trembled as I remained buried deep, grinding my pelvis against hers until I was fully spent.

Wrecked, I collapsed on the bed next to her and rolled onto my back, drawing her with me. She breathed heavily, her head resting on my chest. I wrapped my tail and my arms around her slender body covered in a thin sheath of sweat. A shiver coursed through her, and goosebumps spread all over her skin. I closed my wings around her to keep her warm and safe… to keep her close.

“You are mine, Ciara. Now and always,” I whispered.

She snuggled more deeply against me and pressed a soft kiss on my chest. “As you are mine,” she whispered back.

I smiled.