Simon (Promised Mates of Monktona Wood #3)

32. Chapter Thirty-Two

Chapter Thirty-Two

Simon

The trees folded away from me, enabling me more speed. I reached our tree, where I’d first tended her before, much quicker than the half day it should have.

Lucy had wrapped her arms around my neck. She no longer struggled. Instead, her slick coated my arm and it took every ounce of restraint to keep running and not stop to lick between her legs for a snack.

“How did we get to this part of the forest so fast? Lucy asked as her head swung around trying to gather her surroundings. The trees moved in such a way that they didn’t bump into her head. I was grateful because she was not being graceful in the slightest. I had tripped several times myself in the excitement, and after the second time of almost falling, the roots had moved on their own for me.

I would not stop to find out why we appeared here so quickly. My cock was throbbing, and my seed was leaking all over the wood. I was no better than an orc.

Those green, misshapen monsters.

“Simon, slow down, or you will be tired before we get there.”

I huffed and let out a bleat. My face heated, and I grunted to sound more male.

“Don’t be shy,” she said and caressed my face as I slowed down. “I like it when you make those animal noises. It gets me turned on.”

I swallowed and stopped at the base of our tree. I could see the fluff at the top. I hoped no animal had made rest there, otherwise there would be blood to spill.

Lucy wrapped her arms tightly around me, her fingers digging into my back, as we prepared to leap from branch to branch. The air was filled with the sound of leaves rustling from our movements, blending with the distant chirping of birds. I could feel Lucy’s soft skirt brushing against my skin, sending shivers down my spine.

She was warm, so very warm.

I grabbed some of the plumpness of her flesh and held on, using the other hand to balance myself. She hummed, licking the juncture between my shoulder and the column of my neck.

She would be my undoing.

When we reached the top where the bed was made, I saw it was clean and free of any other scents. I dove for the middle, knowing that my skills were good, and we buried ourselves into the clouds that even the gods would be envious of.

Lucy moaned. My hands roamed up her body, feeling the softness of her skin under my touch. Her hands clung to my back, fingers running through the thick fur that had gathered there. She pulled me closer as she arched her body to meet mine. I kissed her passionately, feeling the fire that ignited between us growing stronger with each passing moment.

As I viciously tore at the delicate fabric of the clothes I had crafted for her, the sharp sound of my claws shredding against the material filled the air. The sight of the torn pieces strewn about, like petals from a ravaged flower, gave a twisted satisfaction. The scent of the torn fibers mingled with the scent of her slickness, creating a blend that hung heavily around me.

I reveled in the tactile sensation of the fabric yielding to my force, my fingertips tingling with the destruction. With every rip, the anticipation of seeing her exposed flesh consumed me, an intoxicating desire that pulsed through my veins. She was my captive, my mate, bound by the invisible chains of my possession and our bond.

The knowledge that her essence would forever carry my scent and her soul would be eternally entwined with mine fueled my insatiable hunger.

No male would touch her, no male would ever be able to scent her.

Mine.

My hands slid down her sides tracing the curve of her body before reaching her hip. With a swift movement I cut a slit down the side, allowing the garment to fall into the soft bedding unnoticed. Lucy gasped as she felt the cool air on her skin, but I knew it was nothing compared to my lips that trailed down her neck. Her fingers dug into my body when she felt the contact of my skin on hers.

I felt her tremble beneath me when I sucked on her nipples. “Simon, I’m ready. Just hurry and fuck me!”

My cock throbbed as it rubbed up against her leg. My seed trailed up her inner thigh while I hovered over her. She looked like a goddess with her hay-colored hair spread against the pure white.

Her dusky nipples were tight and painted a beautiful contrast. I leaned down and licked them again.

“Simon, stop teasing!”

I let out a huff. “You have had all the fun with me; it’s my turn.”

I let my hand roam down her stomach and felt the top of her slit. I ran my hand over the small patch of hair. It was damp, smelling sweet, and my cock pressed against it. I leaned my head back and let my cock pulse against her entrance.

I knew she was ready for me. Without hesitation, I let the warmth and wetness engulf the tip. With a deep breath, I pushed inside, feeling her walls clutching at me, eager to accept me fully.

“Oh, Gods,” Lucy moaned beneath me, her voice shaking with desire as we moved together in perfect harmony. Her arms locked around my neck once more, pulling me deeper into her embrace.

“How do you accept me so well without the waters?” I went slowly, taking my time so I could feel every part of her.

“Magic come,” she breathed, moving her hips along with my shaft.

Magic come? Sounded interesting to talk about— later.

I thrust deeper, my eyes locked with hers as we shared this moment of raw passion. She met me gaze for gaze, showing no fear or shame but only desire and love that burned bright like a thousand light sources. It was in that moment that I knew I could never get enough of her, and that I would crave her touch for all eternity.

I could feel my sack inside its pouch swaying. My movements becoming erratic. I pulled out my shaft, and Lucy cried out.

“Shh, I will take care of my mate.” I rolled her over and put her on all fours. This seemed right, it felt like the perfect position. I shoved my cock inside her in one swift motion. Her head fell back for me to catch her by the hair.

“My female, my mate!” I snarled and let out a half roar, half bleat.

Lucy pushed back, making her own gasps and moans.

“Does Lucy feel good? Does Lucy want more of her faun?”

Sweat beaded up on her back, pooling down her spine and settling on the two dimples on her lower back. I paused and drew circles between them and brought the liquid to my lips.

“Simon, please. I need to come,” she begged and looked back at me. “I thought you wanted to make me feel good.”

“I do, but you left me.” Lucy raised a tired brow. “Squeeze my cock with your tight cunt. Show me how much you want it.”

Lucy’s mouth dropped but quickly curved into a smile. “You talk so dirty for a sweet faun.”

“This faun isn’t sweet. My cock is going to break off holding in this much restraint, now squeeze it!”

Lucy laughed and flexed her pussy around me. I shuddered and thrust my hips into her again. She screamed, and I felt a rush of her slick coating around me.

“Yes,” I crooned at her. “Yes, give me more of it.”

I laid her on her side so I could see the perfect view of her breasts and grabbed the sensitive meat of her backside. I hit it hard, watching the flesh turn a beautiful pink.

Lucy yelped and turned to me with wild eyes. “Do you like a little pain, along with my shaft inside you?”

She bit her lip. “Are you trying to punish me for having sex with you while you slept?”

I slowed my hips and leaned forward, pushing my cock further into her body. One wrong move, and I would spill my seed, which would not be a bad thing as I had much to give her.

“No, I appreciated your endeavors. This was for running away from me when there was an ogre hungry for you. Those wolves can do nothing for you. Only I can protect you, you know this.”

She hummed and bared her neck to me.

My teeth ached to sink into her flesh there. More so than her breast. It called to me.

I leaned closer, my nose grazing her neck, teasing myself and her.

“Simon,” she whispered. Each time she breathed, my name was its own song. I didn’t think she realized how badly I wanted her to be completely mine. Her lack of connection to me pained my soul.

“Bite me.” She nuzzled her cheek against mine, which was buried next to her.

I let out a puff of warm air across her heated skin. “Is that what you want?”

She nodded quickly and shifted her body slightly. Her pussy clamped around me, and my sack tightened, ready to spill.

“Then say it,” I whispered. “Say it out loud. Tell me how much you want me. Enough for the forest to hear.”

I felt her muscles contract in her neck. My tongue licked down the column, my fangs descended, and I felt them tingle in anticipation to mark her around her shoulder so all would see.

My hips moved slowly, teasing her clit as it split her wide. My finger brushed her swollen clit, one wet swipe and she came undone around me.

“Simon, please.”

“You know what to say,” I growled.

“I want you to claim me! Please, please claim me, make me yours.”

I groaned, and my teeth gently poked her skin. “Louder! Let the Wood hear you.”

“Claim me, Simon! I want you to claim me! Shove that big cock into my tight little pussy.”

My ears stood straight up.

Okay.

I thrust my throbbing cock inside her. The branches of the tree waved as I continued my assault, twisting around us in my peripheral. My teeth continued to scratch and graze her skin, teasing her.

“I said it. Why aren’t you—”

“Patience. I’m waiting for the right moment when we both fall apart. When we both screamed silently into the Wood.”

The branches, adorned with vibrant green leaves, gracefully intertwined above our heads, enclosing us in a natural sanctuary. When a gentle breeze swept through the foliage, the leaves rustled and whispered, their delicate sound blending with our hushed voices, as if only the trees themselves were privy to our bonding.

Lucy’s breathing became heavier, her heart beating faster against my chest. I could feel it through our entwined bodies. Her eyes were wide and filled with desire, as she realized what we were about to do. Her body stiffened, her breath hitched, and her walls constricted around me. I felt the surge of her release enveloping me, pulling me closer to my own breaking point. My fangs ached, and my hips thrust harder, faster. I wanted to claim her completely, mark her as mine in every sense possible.

“Please,” Lucy pleaded, “I can’t take much more.”

Her words send a jolt of pure desire coursing through me. In that moment, the Wood seemed to hold its breath in anticipation of what was to come. And then it happened, we both reached the point of ecstasy, our screams silenced by the murmurs of the forest around us.

As I thrust deeper and harder into my mate, I finally found the moment I’d been waiting for. With a roar that echoed through the space that now surrounded us, I sank my fangs deep into her shoulder.

“Yes, yes!” she cried out, her voice hoarse from her pleasure. “I’m yours, Simon.”

In response, I thrust harder into her, each movement causing another wave of pleasure to wash over us both. My cock twitched and pulsed inside her while ropes of my seed spilled into her. She wrapped her arms around me, pulling me closer as we became one with each other.

I pulled my teeth from her skin, licking the blood away and watched the bleeding stop instantly. “I claimed you,” I growled, my voice barely audible over our ragged breaths. “You are mine, Lucy, and only mine.”

Lucy moaned, her hands gripped my back as I continued pounding into her body.

“Simon,” Lucy whispered, her voice barely audible above the sounds of the surrounding forest. “I feel it coming again...”

With that, I pushed deeper into her, feeling the walls of her pussy tighten around me again. My cock throbbed and pumped out another stream of hot seed deep inside her, filling her completely. Before I could bite her again, she lifted her head up and sank her teeth into my shoulder. My eyes widened. This wasn’t expected. The mix of pain and pleasure sent me over the edge again, and I let out a roar that echoed through the trees.

As we collapsed onto the soft, white cloud, entangled in each other’s arms and covered in sweat, blood and arousal, I knew that we were both irrevocably changed by this experience. We had claimed each other in ways that could not be undone.