CHAPTER 41 CORY
I t’s been a fortnight since Aurora left to stay somewhere away from Mili, and our little motley crew has made the cottage our temporary home. I wish I could say I felt bad for Aurora –well, actually, I don’t wish that. I don’t feel bad, either. It would be silly to feel bad.
From what I could hear when Mili came back home, Aurora is not the nicest faery in the Realm. I didn’t like the smell of her, either; something in her energy reeked of pale, withered flowers. There was a hint of citrus and brightness, but it was suffocated by the dead floral scent – similar to the Moon man from all those weeks ago. Kar, Mili eventually said his name was.
Anyway, Aurora has stayed gone (blessed be) and Mili has been forcefully introducing Port, Max, and me to the community of Ethelindans. This has involved a lot of manual labor, which Max enjoys, as well as a lot of socialization. Max doesn’t like that part as much – or at all, really.
Today we’re off on another errand, still clearing the dead crops from the fields before we can help plant new crops. Thank the Realm’s Mother, this is the last field of withered plants, because it has been getting quite repetitive.
I’m watching Mili bent over plucking up a bunch of dead greens, studying the arch of her back and the curve of her ass, when I get an idea. I walk over to Port and Max, who have been nearly inseparable during this whole process (Port does the talking, and Max does the actual work) and pray that my growing hardness isn’t noticeable through my trousers.
“You two can finish this field off, can’t you?” I ask, feigning casual. “Mili wanted to harvest mushrooms later, but I’d like to begin before the Sun starts to fall.”
Port shrugs, oblivious, but Max narrows his eyes at me. “You seem mischievous,” he mutters.
I roll my eyes and turn to Port. “Will you two be okay?”
“I’ll keep him out of trouble,” he winks at Max. Max turns to him, blushing and scowling at once, and punches him in the shoulder. I smile at the two of them, and hurry over to Milica before Port catches on to my schemes.
“Mili,” I announce. “These two are going to finish up. Let’s go harvest those mushrooms.”
She turns to me with a curious grin, but I wink at her and she quickly nods. “Right! Let’s go, then,” she smiles.
Once we’re at the tree line, Mili turns to me and asks quickly, “Well, what’s the secret? You seem very mischievous.”
I laugh loudly. “You know, Max said the same thing.” Then I spin her over to a tree and kiss her.
She answers immediately, whining into my mouth, and I grind my erection against her viciously. Mili arches her back to get a sharper angle of my cock, and I press into her until she’s crying out loud enough to make the birds above us fly away.
Neither of us speak as we unclothe each other. I rip Mili’s silken blouse off, tempted to shred it by letting my claws out, and she growls as she tugs my pants down. We pant, both nearly breathless and continue tearing clothes off until we’re both naked.
Nothing between us now, I shove two fingers up Mili’s sex and pulse firmly. She moans, high-pitched and frantic, as I please her, and I feast on her neck as my fingers work. I nibble on her earlobe as I start swirling my thumb over her. She cries out again as her legs shake under me, and I feel my chest rumble with anticipation as she comes.
I keep pumping my fingers inside her as the wave crashes over her, and she bites my shoulder, half-feral with overstimulation. I groan at the intense contact and lift her up until she’s straddling me, letting my length fill her.
Mili runs her hands up and down my back, her nails gently scratching my skin, and I growl at the touch. I roar as she starts to suck on the curve of my jaw, and I feel her smiling against my cheek.
With one hand, I hold Mili’s entire body against the tree, and with the other I push my thumb as far back in her throat as I can. She sucks it desperately, and I suddenly wonder how she’d look with my cock bouncing at the back of her throat.
The mental image causes me to roar again, loud enough to shake the trees surrounding us, and Mili rolls her tongue all the way around my thumb. I thrust harder, faster, desperate for this release, desperate for her .
Normally I’m content to take my time with a lover, but with Mili it’s wildly different. I can barely control myself; the only time I maintain any semblance of composure is when I’m pleasing her, slowly and deliciously.
I see Mili completely lost to me, too, and the quiet rumbling in my chest turns to a reverberating purr. She sucks up and down my thumb, which still sits in the back of her mouth, and runs a hand through my chest hair. She wraps a finger around a lock and tugs, and that’s enough to send me straight into oblivion, as I feel my dragon eyes burn with intensity.
The orgasm lasts what feels like an eternity, and when my eyes refocus, I see Mili looks completely blissful as well. Though I try not to, a laugh breaks free from me, and a moment later Mili and I are both wrapped around each other laughing happily.
“Oh, gods,” she whispers through her giggles.
I kiss her on the cheek and murmur back, “You see what you do to me?” She beams at me and I kiss her other cheek, then push my lips to hers.
After we kiss, I lower her to the ground and help brush the tree bark off her back, kissing and licking spots where her skin has reddened from the friction. She sighs happily as we get dressed again, helping each other pull on our shirts and pants.
I love the sight of her like this, face flushed and satisfied. Still, it’s time we head back –with no mushrooms to show for our forest excursion.
We walk back to Mili’s cottage together, but something in the faery has burst open. She holds my hand in the courtyard and lets her hip brush mine as we walk; this sort of public closeness is new to me –and intoxicating.
If bedding Mili in the woods is what it takes for her to take pride in being with the pack, I’ll gladly oblige her.