Chapter 15 #2
“Breathe,” he instructed in a hard tone. I inhaled, my eyes pricking, feeling a bit overwhelmed as pleasure began to roll over my body at the feeling of him pushing inside of me. “You’re doing amazing, my moon.”
“I want to take all of you.” I moaned at the end as vines began to toy and play with my body, teasing my clit and heightening the sensation. He pushed in another inch, and I felt my body begin to relax despite realizing just how massive he was. He wasn’t even halfway inside of me yet.
“More,” I demanded, wanting—no, needing—all of him.
He groaned and pushed forward, burying several inches of himself inside of me.
I cried out his name as I tightened around him, loving the sensation of being so full, being taken to such a huge extent.
The trees groaned underneath Ashur’s grip, and he grunted before pushing in once more, nearly pushing all the way inside of me.
Gasping, I realized I literally couldn’t take any more, and he knew it, letting out a curse before pulling back slightly and pulsing back in.
“Fuck, I can feel you,” he groaned as a white-hot point of pleasure had tears leaking from my eyes. The man was literally pressed right up against my cervix, and he wasn’t even all the way inside of me.
“I need you to move,” I begged him. “Please, Ashur.”
My please seemed to do it, because using the trees to brace himself, he pulled back and stroked deep inside of me.
I suddenly understood the point of the vines as they cradled me, ensuring the hard movement didn’t jostle me so that the only experience I had was pure pleasure.
I lifted my hips up, urging him to go faster as he began to stroke in and out of me, the entire world shifting around us.
I moaned and cried out his name in a euphoric symphony as he pumped harder and harder, the world around me turning into a chaotic storm of nature and lightning strikes.
My entire body had broken into a flush, my eyes were leaking tears of pleasure, and I was squeezing around him so hard that I wondered how he was pulling out.
My voice was raw as I continued to cry out his name, and his feral grunts and growls only had my climax building faster, the small, white-hot points of pleasure rolling over me continuing to make me wetter and wetter.
When I came, I was going to come really fucking hard.
“Ashur!” I screamed out suddenly as my magic surged over my skin. He buried himself deeper—I had no idea how, and there was no pain, but it instantly had me climaxing, exploding on the spot. It was like my body had created room for him without hurting me physically.
It was unreal. Otherworldly.
Pleasure blasted over every inch of my skin, his cock burying all the way inside of me to the point that I felt like I was going to burst apart.
My eyes snapped open to hold his hypnotic gaze as he roared out my name as he spilled his seed inside of me, the sound echoing and shaking the trees around us.
I gasped as I felt my abdomen inflate, and before I could take stock of just how deep he was and how much cum was in me, his power blasted through me.
Everything silenced as I felt frozen in time for just a mere second—a second that lasted eons.
I saw flashes of frozen moments and memories, from the dawn of time, to the creation of the mountains themselves.
I saw the earth transform and reform time and time again.
I saw everything, and at the center of it all was Ashur and two other figures, giants of their time.
I whimpered as the enlightenment was ripped away from me, cycling back through Ashur.
My magic wanted to keep it, to continue to see everything, to experience everything that our mate had. Even if it wasn’t meant for us.
The world came back alive around me, and my gaze held Ashur’s as I watched him jolt, his magic returning. I felt him shift inside of me, causing my breath to catch. I had always thought Ashur was beautiful, but he looked absolutely wild right now, and I loved it. I loved it so damn much.
That wasn’t the only thing I loved. I loved how he had taken me—how I was tied up—and how despite being huge, my body had accommodated him. Although, I clearly hadn’t been able to keep all his cum inside of me because I could feel it leaking out between us.
What I loved the most, though? Him.
“I love you, Ashur.”
My words snapped him back into reality, and the world transformed as he pulled out of me.
I whimpered at the sensation, which caused him to pull me against him, the vines dropping away as the massive man’s skin shimmered with magic, transforming him back into a normal height.
I clung to him, absolutely naked and shaking from the sudden departure of being so full.
“Fuck,” he growled, looking suddenly panicked at the reaction. He wrapped me tighter in his arms, and out of nowhere a blanket appeared. I sighed happily as he shifted us so that we were on the ground and I was on his lap, the blanket tucked around both of us.
My body was sore—really sore. But more than anything, I felt alive. I let my head fall back and offered him a small smile.
“I—I don’t deserve to say the same back. I hurt you,” he said, not quite meeting my eyes.
“You did not hurt me,” I said calmly, letting out a happy sigh. “That was amazing, Ashur. It hurt more when you weren’t inside of me right after.”
He stilled, his gaze examining my face for truth. “Really?”
“Really.” I ran my hands over his face.
“I love you,” he said roughly. “I don’t deserve to hear those words from you, but I will always mean them. I love you, my moon.”
I tilted my head back for a kiss as he ran a hand through my hair gently. When I pulled back, I offered him a coy smile.
“Told you I would fit you.”
Ashur looked a bit bewildered as he shook his head. “I promise we can be in this form from now on, if you wish. I didn’t want to hurt you, but when you ran, the instinct took over—”
“I love your real form,” I whispered and then nibbled my lip. “And I loved how big you were.”
Ashur murmured a series of words I didn’t understand, looking almost dazed as I let out a small giggle.
When I heard a rustling of bushes, both of us stilled, and my gaze snapped to the side where I honestly expected to find my mates…
Instead I found us faced with a group of nearly thirty women and men, all aiming arrows right at Ashur.