25. Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Five
Simon
Lucy turned and threw her hands up in the air. “She was right here, I swear it! There was a woman; she had horns and a bow with some arrows on her back!” My mate grunted and stomped her foot. “I’m not crazy!”
She certainly well looked crazy.
I stepped forward and put my hand on her shoulder while her back was turned. She jumped and placed her hand over her heart when she faced me. “I swear there was—”
I kissed her, my furred upper lip tingling with the smoothness of her skin. “I believe you. I never said I didn’t.” Of course, there would be something—someone there. I wouldn’t be surprised if it was a goddess. I’ve heard the orcs being visited by the Moon Goddess before.
As our bodies pressed together, a wave of relaxation washed over her, causing her muscles to loosen. Her weight eased against mine, her body molding perfectly into the contours of my own. I let my fingertips glide along the smooth expanse of her sides, relishing in her warm, bare skin.
I made the best clothing.
I gripped the back of her head and tugged Lucy by her hair. “What did she say?” I whispered into her lips.
If it was a goddess or a witch, I needed to know if they were helpful in my endeavor to take this female and make her mine.
Lucy licked her lips, tasting me upon them. “That I have always been around magic, even on Earth. Bumblebees… bumblebees are pixies! They aren’t just some unresolved scientific phenomenon.” She let out a manic laugh. “It’s everywhere. It’s this place, it’s even you.”
I did not know what she spoke of, about these bumblebees. All I knew was that she believed in the things she could not explain.
Good, because I was tired of waiting.
I pressed my lips to hers once more, feeling her heat. Her moans mingled with our breathless gasps, and the scent of her desire lingered around me. Her nails scraped down my back, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through my body.
As our kisses grew more heated, a primal desire surged through me, driving me to claim her completely. I parted her lips with my own, deepening the kiss with a hunger that matched the wild beating of my heart.
I felt her hands tangle in my hair, pulling me closer as she arched against me, igniting a fire that blazed out of control.
“Take off your clothes,” I rasped.
She blinked up at me in surprise, frozen with hungered eyes.
“I said to take them off, or I will rip them off for you,” I rasped.
If she had started to believe in the ways of this world, she would soon understand my desires for her as well. There was nothing stronger than a bond. Lucy felt it, I knew it. Now, I needed to guide her, so she knew my intentions without holding anything back. Even myself.
Lucy shuddered in my hold as her hand reached for one side of her top. It was painstakingly slow, but I waited patiently as it was pulled to the side.
“Lucy,” I growled in warning. “You do not know how much I want you.”
She swallowed. “I think I have an idea.” She stared down at my pouch, where my shaft poked out. It pulsed as my seed leaked from the head.
“No! You do not know how much I want to make you mine. Keep you, forever.”
“F-forever?!” She let out a high-pitched squeak, her eyes widening as she slowly backed up, her feet entering the warm spring. “I haven’t even talked to my father about all of this.” The sound of this confession was met with a soft chuckle that escaped my throat.
I stalked toward her, and my hooves pounded the soil as I did. “He has no choice, and it is no longer yours. This bond is between two people, not him. Once I make you mine, you will live as long as I live. Our souls and our bodies cannot live without the other.”
Her chest rose and fell quickly.
“I said, take. It. Off!”
She hesitated for just a moment longer, then swiftly removed her top, the fabric sliding off her body with a soft rustling sound. The spring’s clear waters shimmered under the moonlight, casting a gentle glow on her bare skin.
My eyes, captivated by her beauty, grew darker with lust, a low growl escaping my lips. Her breasts, perfectly shaped, seemed to invite my touch and the sight of her hardened nipples awakened a primal desire within me, urging me to taste their sweetness.
My ears twirled in excitement.
It worked. She actually did it.
This female just needed a firm hand.
I smiled predatorily as I advanced toward her, my movements slow and deliberate. My hands reached for her waist, pulling her closer to me so she could feel my shaft against her stomach. My lips met hers once again, this time more fervently than before. I tasted the salty sweat from her heated body, and my fingers trailed against the skirt I had made for her.
With one swipe of my claw, I untied it from her hip and slung it away from the pool.
My fingers traced delicate patterns on her skin, causing small bumps to rise along the way. With the steam of the water rising around us, I trailed my finger up her inner thigh. She closed her eyes, her head leaning into my chest when my fingers touched her slit.
“What other words do you use for this?” I rubbed the tiny nub that caused her to buck against my fingers.
Lucy moaned, her face rubbing against my chest. Her scent surrounded me, bringing desires I should not have right now. Rutting her into the dirt, her pretty face dirty and taking my large shaft where it would not fit.
“A clit,” her breath hitched. “And down here…” She grabbed my wrist and pushed me lower. “It’s a vagina, or a pussy, a cunt—”
Mmm, cunt. I liked this word.
I slipped two fingers inside her cunt and slowly backed her further into the pool. These pools had healing properties. I learned it accidentally when I had scratches up and down my body from learning to walk. The warm water soothed them, as well as my aching body from using parts of me I was not used to.
This would be the perfect time to stretch her.
I guided her backward until her back hit a large rock. She hissed, feeling the rough surface. My fingers did not leave her. I stroked the inside of her cunt with my fingers until she was a panting mess.
“You are going to take my cock this time.”
Her eyes widened. “I don’t think I can, Simon you are—”
I grabbed her wrist with my other hand and made her wrap her hand around it. I grunted, feeling the warmth of her hand on my shaft. Goddess, I wanted her so much it hurt.
“I am large, but you are meant to be mine. You didn’t want to let me in before, not truly.”
Her lips parted. “I wanted to let you in… ahhh!”
My thumb grazed her clit. I rubbed it in slow circles as I pumped my fingers in and out of her. “You closed your body off to me. You wouldn’t let me—”
“Fuck!” she cried out, her hand squeezing my shaft.
I groaned and wiggled my third finger inside her.
“No, Simon, please!” she begged, her voice shaking. “I can’t take it all!” But her hips gravitated toward my thrusts.
Her words only fueled my desire. I knew she was mine and would not stop until I claimed her completely. She wanted me to take her, to hold her captive in my arms.
I wiggled a fourth finger inside, harder and felt her tight walls grip my hand. Her moans woke the wildlife, making birds fly away from the spring.
Mm, I liked this.
“You are mine,” I growled, thrusting deeper. “You will take every inch of what I give you, won’t you?”
She whimpered underneath me, her body trembling as I dominated her cunt. My thumb continued to tease her clit, her hips bucking against my hand. The surrounding water splashed with our movements.
“Ahhh! Simon, yes!” she moaned, her orgasm crashing over her. Her muscles clenched my hand, and hers stroked my shaft.
I groaned, feeling the tension built up inside me, released. My seed leaked into the pool. She looked so beautiful, and my body had given way too soon.
“You’re ready for my cock, if you accept me.” I traced my nose up her neck to behind her ear. I let out a contented purring noise that I didn’t know I could make.
My mate never released her hold on me. My seed floated away into the waters. She hummed and pressed her fingers into my pouch.
“What’s in there?”
I chuckled and pulled my fingers out of her slick and licked them with my tongue. The waters did nothing to dilute the taste. “Why don’t you put your hand inside and find out?”
I had to give into her curiosity. If this was what she needed to do to fully accept me, then this was what we would do.
Her cheeks were still tinged pink from her release, but that did not stop her as she dipped her hand inside the horizontal pouch that kept my cock inside.
I groaned and pressed my hand to the rock to hold myself upright.
I let out a long, frustrated groan.
“It really is a pouch,” she hummed lazily. “And my gods,” she stiffened when she held my seed sack.
I smirked. It was full, so heavy, even after my latest release. I was ready to release every bit into her.
“Simon—how?”
I nibbled on the side of her neck, and her body relaxed again in my arms.
“Why ask questions when you can feel?” I licked down her neck and onto her shoulder.
She leaned her neck to the side and bared it to me.
I felt fire light up behind my eyes as I stared at the clean spot on her neck. I wanted to mark it. I wanted to mark her all over so everyone knew she was mine.
Utterly mine.
I pressed my mouth to her shoulder, nipping and sucking. She groaned, and her hand went up to squeeze my shaft again, and my body shuddered against her.
“Yes, I want to feel. Please touch me,” she begged.
Mmm, begging.
“I will take you; what’s rightfully mine.” I pressed my body against her. I pulled us above the water so could let my cock rub up against her stomach. I was leaking seed all over her, scenting her with it.
My mate leaned her head back. “No, not for science,” she muttered to herself, and I pulled away.
I furrowed my brows and parted my lips. Did she not want me?
She grabbed my hand and put it to her breast. “I want it, for me. For us.”
My heart thundered in my chest, and I pressed a heated kiss to her lips. I hungrily parted her lips and sank my tongue inside.
Yes, yes, I would take her now.
I lowered my head to suck at her hardened nipple. She groaned in frustration and pulled on my horn.
“No, inside me. Please put it inside me.”
I refused. I wanted her to feel good, to drown in ecstasy, and there was one way I could do it.
I took the soft skin into my mouth, biting around her breast. She didn’t scream, instead she cradled my head as I sank deeper into her flesh. I groaned, flicking the nipple with my tongue.
“Please,” she cried. “Don’t make me beg.”
I removed my mouth, licking away the blood that dripped down her skin. “I like it when you beg for me.”
Her head shot up from leaning on the stone, and her eyes narrowed.
“I have begged for you too much, it is only fair.” I pulled her toward me and had her wrap her legs around my waist. I waded deeper to keep her cunt in the warm, healing waters.
The head of my cock probed her entrance, and her body stiffened.
“Relax, my mate, I will take care of you. You will take me well.”
Four of my fingers did not match my girth. Eh, close enough.
I pushed forward, and her tight walls gripped me so tight I saw the heavens. “Aggnhh.”
She whimpered, and I felt her fingers claw at my back as I slowly sank deeper into her.
“That’s it,” I whispered hoarsely. “Take me, take all of me. I know what my mate needs.” We stared into each other’s eyes.
“A good dicking, apparently!” she said.
I inched forward, and I felt my cock extending her lower stomach. Her eyes were wide with fear and confusion, but there was also pleasure in them.
A blush stained her cheeks as she nodded, urging me on with her gaze. And then she spoke, her voice barely above a whisper, “Please...”
With that word, I thrust forward, filling her. I had buried every inch of myself within her. She cried out in pain and pleasure, arching her back as she clutched at my shoulders. Her soft moans filled the air around us as I assaulted her cunt.
I tightly grasped onto her hips, feeling the softness of her skin against my fingertips as I thrust deep inside her with a rhythmic motion. She pleaded for more, her voice filled with a desperate longing as the thick veins of my cock rubbed against her clit.
“Tight, so tight. Milk my seed,” I growled. I imagined each thrust branding her on the inside.
She was mine.
“You take my cock so well, human.” I felt fur sprouting on my back, sending a shiver of excitement down my spine. My arms prickled and fur exploded down my arms and stood on end. Thick muscle bulged, my fingers lengthened as I dug into her hips.
My body stiffened. I wasn’t turning back into a goat, was I?
But no. That wasn't the case.
I still had my thoughts, my mind and my desires. I was still the same. This was something different, and I would look into it later when my cock wasn't so deep inside my mate.
I snarled and felt my body rise; it felt stronger, more beastly. I heaved in deep breaths as I continued to push in and out of her. I didn’t care what was happening to me, as long as she felt pleasure.
“More,” my mate whimpered. She stared up at me, her eyes filled with lust. “Oh gods, your eyes, they’re red. You’re big, all over.” Her hands squeezed my bulging arms.
I huffed, my warm breath breathing across her face.
“Oh, fuck it! Fuck me harder!”
Her cunt squeezed around me before she let out a hoarse scream.
I looked down at her, my eyes locked with hers, and I could see the raw desire in her gaze. She wanted this, needed this, and I was more than happy to oblige.
I thrust harder and deeper, feeling her walls tremble around me as she called out my name. My fur continued to grow, my body changing in response to the intensity of the mating heat coursing through us. The frenzy built inside me, and I knew it would not be long before we both reached our climax.
She gripped my hips tightly, her nails digging into my skin, leaving small marks that only served to drive me further into a frenzy. Her cries filled the air, each one a symphony of pleasure and pain.
“Yes,” she panted. “Yes, like that. I’m going to come again!”
With each word, each moan, each gasp for breath, I felt myself about to spill. I have pleased my mate. It was my turn.
“Simon!” she cried out my name again, and her voice rose in pitch as her orgasm neared. “I’m going to... oh gods, yes!”
I felt her muscles tighten around me once more, and I knew it was time to give her what she so desperately craved. With one last thrust, my cock pulsed, and I emptied my seed and coated her womb.
I hissed and pushed my cock deeper if that were possible. My legs shook in the spring, but I held her tightly against the smooth stone. Her head fell to my shoulder, and the rest of her body became limp.
That was incredible. I nuzzled against the side of her face, taking her in. I pray to the goddess she cared…
“I think I love you.”
My hazed eyes blinked several times.
I knew this word; I knew what it meant. I’d heard Calliope tell her parents and her mate. It was a powerful word.
I wrapped my arms around her back and fell back into the spring. Unfortunately, some of my seed would wash off, but my cock was still buried deep inside her.
While my mate would feel delirious from my bite, I was the one who was feeling an added high. My mate truly cared for me.
My fingers threaded through her hair, and my body tightened around her.
“You care?” My voice was deeper than any other time I had spoken.
Lucy rose from my chest, her lips parted. “Simon, your voice…”
My cock was hard again, and I bucked into her pussy.
“Ahh, again?” she whined and dug her nails into my chest.
Yes, again. I needed her. I needed more.
I moved toward the bank of the spring. Once we reached the edge, I pulled us out of the water and flipped her over, putting her on all fours.
“Yes, I need you.”
I shoved my cock deeper inside her, her pussy met with no resistance how slick she was.
Lucy’s head slung back and pushed herself back onto my shaft, meeting me thrust for thrust.
“Simon, are you okay? Not that I’m complaining—”
I gripped her hips and pushed myself in and out of her body. My cock was an angry red. Lucy cried out moans of pleasure, and I snarled when she threw her head back and let out a scream.
“Yes, female, eat my cock. Soon, I will have all your holes.” Fire burned inside me, I could not get enough of her. My thirst was not quenched, my desire was not sated. I needed all of her and to become one with her.
She lowered her body so it was just her backside in the air. Her face was in the dirt, begging me for more.
I would give my mate more !