Chapter 42 Emrys
EMRYS
Emrys is quite sure he’s never felt pleasure like this.
He has lived many years. Many of those years he was with Elara, and even when he loved her, it never felt like this.
For a short bit of time, he was with the beautiful Fae spread out below him, but even then, a part of him was still tied to an Alpha he felt like he was betraying.
The pleasure he feels now is all consuming, a fire inside of him that is raging in the best way.
Aerin feels like home. Hot, wet, tight home.
Malice watching them should feel wrong, but it doesn’t.
Emrys is no stranger to exhibitionism, being a Wolf.
But the way Malice watches, with a sort of reverence he’s never felt before, coaxes the flames in his blood higher.
“Oh Gods, Emrys, oh fuck, fuck, fuck,” Aerin chants, her moans filling the room around them, filling the hallway, probably filling the whole damn wing of the Royal Village. None of them care. Aerin screams when she cums around his cock, again.
“That’s it, Princess, come undone on Em’s cock,” Malice coos, still sitting in the chair near the bed.
Still stroking his cock. The sight spurs Emrys on more.
He changes Aerin’s position again, bringing both legs together on her side so that her ass, red from where Emrys smacked it earlier, faces Malice.
This way the Dragon-Fae can see how Emrys disappears into his Alpha.
“Please, I can’t…” Aerin sounds wrecked, her voice cracking after what has to be her fifth orgasm. Her legs tremble where they lay together and her hand grips Emrys’s where it rests on her hip. Emrys slows but Malice growls at him in reprimand.
“Don’t you dare slow down,” he barks out, fisting his cock with more force. Malice is brutal in his attractiveness, his thick muscles rolling, his wings partially flared out as he starts to loosen his grip on his control.
“One more Princess,” Malice orders, “I know you can do it. You want Emrys to cum, don’t you?”
Aerin starts babbling, “Yes, yes, yes, yes,” her grip on Emrys’s hand tightening. The yeses devolve to moans when Emrys picks up his thrusts again. The moans turn to screams as he keeps going.
“Taking it so good,” Emrys gets out, chasing his high.
Aerin orgasms again, her pussy pulsing around him like a vice.
When Emrys pushes through and continues his punishing pace, Aerin screams once more, incoherent in her words, eyes rolling back, legs trembling.
Seconds after she stops, Malice roars and Emrys knows he found his release, but his entire focus is on his gorgeous Alpha below him.
Aerin’s eyes flutter open. She looks absolutely wrecked, sated in the best possible way. Her hand tightens on his once again. “Cum, Emrys,” she says softly. Those soft words are what tumble him down, the flames crest and everything in his body releases as he cums inside of his Alpha.
He’s certain now—he’s never felt anything better in his life.