Chapter 12
I had no idea where my boldness came from.
I should be scared, or at least slowing things down between us.
But the truth was, I was half insane from my unrelenting need.
Sure, Keir gave me two amazing orgasms, but they only intensified my need for more.
I’d lain awake in my bed since meeting Keir, dreaming about what it would be like to be with him.
So far, the real thing has far beaten out the imaginary.
And if oral sex and playing with my breasts did that, what would real, full penetration do to me? I had to find out.
I felt Danu driving my desire. I’d heard that a shifter’s animal could influence its human side and vice versa during sex. It appeared to be the truth. My body felt as if it were on fire. I wanted to scream. Keir abruptly unfroze. There was an almost feral cast to his features.
“Fiona, you have to be certain that’s what you want.
If you have even a twinge of doubt, tell me.
Because if you don’t, I’m going to be sliding my cock inside that tight pussy.
I’ll take your virginity and then ride you until you scream and I fill you up.
That way, you’ll be marked inside and out.
You’ll be mine, and there’s no going back,” he warned.
I knew without a doubt Keir was the one I wanted for the rest of my life. Even if we’d had a few misunderstandings, and he drove me crazy sometimes, it hadn’t been long since we met, and he was turning my life upside down. He had to be mine.
I widened the gap between my legs as I raised myself on an elbow. I curled my finger at him, gave him what I prayed was a sultry smile, and said, “Come claim your mate. I’m ready to be yours.”
He let out a strangled groan, then he covered my body with his. His eyes stared into mine.
“I’ll make it good for you. So good, you'll never leave me,” he vowed.
After placing a solid kiss on my lips, Keir probed my folds with his fingers, causing me to shudder. Then a blunt object slid up and down those same folds before coming to a stop at the entrance of my vagina. It was his cock.
“Ready?” he asked.
“Yes,” I whimpered.
While holding onto my gaze, he pressed inward.
The head of his cock, which appeared to be enormous to me, breached and then stretched me.
Instantly, the stretch registered. Then he pressed again.
Eased back. Pressed inward. It burned, but I didn’t tell him to stop.
It wasn’t long before he bumped against a barrier, my hymen. More discomfort registered. He paused.
Suddenly, Keir lowered his head and bit my bottom lip.
The pain of it hit me. At the same time, he flexed his hips, driving through the thin membrane, taking my innocence.
I cried out more due to the abruptness of it than because it was that painful.
Once past, Keir worked his cock the rest of the way inside of me.
My nails sank into his back. When he was fully encased up to his balls, we both breathed a sigh of relief. I was letting the sensation settle when he withdrew and thrust again. Yes, there was some burning and discomfort, but it wasn’t enough to destroy the pleasure he gave me.
“More,” I whispered.
And then I got to see the confident, somewhat aggressive, yet generous lover that he was. He started out relatively easily, but when I gave every indication that what I needed was all of him, he kept letting more and more of himself peek through.
My body was swamped with sensations. I was gasping as something deep inside of me coiled tighter. I was getting closer to an orgasm. I embraced it. When he pushed my left leg higher, the angle changed, and he seemed to penetrate deeper.
“Oh, the gods!” I cried.
“That’s it, Piscín. You’re doing so beautifully. All passionate, loving, and sexy. Your pussy is a silk fist surrounding my cock. I’ll gladly be your prisoner,” he pledged.
His thrusts grew faster until I tipped over. As I shouted my release, Keir followed me within moments. The sensation of his warm cum bathing my pussy prolonged my orgasm. It was a couple of minutes before I began to settle. But if I thought it was over, I didn’t know my mate.
Keir resumed stroking in and out of me, rebuilding the pace, building my response up again.
And now that I’d come once this way, my body knew what to expect and raced to the conclusion even faster than the first round.
He ran the head of his cock over a spot inside of me that literally made me shake uncontrollably.
His wicked, sexy grin told me to expect more. I was right.
He kissed me, tweaked my nipples, and thrust his hips until the bed shook. I knew it wouldn’t be long before I came again. The fact that he got off and still stayed hard amazed me. Was that all shifters, or was he special?
Unexpectedly, Keir withdrew. Before I could protest his stopping, he twisted me over onto my stomach.
Then he pushed inside, speeding up. Skin slapping off skin.
The scent of sex hung heavy in the air. I was so close, hanging, hanging, then bam, I went over the edge.
I clawed the sheets, shouted his name, as I slammed my hips back to meet his thrusts.
A few seconds later, my mate began ejaculating again.
His cock jerked over and over, then I gasped as he swiftly withdrew.
I glanced over my shoulder, watching as he pumped his sticky, glossy cock, working out jet after jet of cum.
He coated my ass and pussy lips with it, then slammed it back inside.
He was still coming. My flagging climax was tripped back into a bigger one.
That was when Keir did the ultimate thing to claim me.
I felt the rise of Rogue, and in response, Danu rose as well.
But they didn’t force us to shift, or not fully.
Instead, Keir’s mouth did, and my hands became claws.
He latched onto my shoulder and bit me. My shout this time was more of a roar.
When he let go, he threw back his head and gave a loud leopard’s roar of triumph.
As my body stopped coming, and my hands shifted back to normal, I went limp. I was utterly exhausted and so sated I couldn’t keep my eyes open. I barely noticed Keir withdraw from me, and that was it. Lights out.
?
I yawned so wide my jaw hurt. I winced, then unglued my eyelids to see.
As the room came into focus, I popped my head off the pillow and scanned the room.
I was in an unfamiliar bedroom. There were wooden walls, the kind you find in a log cabin.
As that registered, everything came back to me.
I was in a cabin with Keir. At some point, a while ago, he and I had sex.
And it was incredible. After he marked me, I went to sleep.
Oh, wow, I wonder what he thinks of me passing out on him?
There was no sign of Keir. I sensed he was nearby.
His scent was fading in the bedroom. Rolling onto my side, I groaned lightly.
I was in bed the right way, tucked under the covers.
So Keir had to have moved me. I tossed back the covers and was inching my leg out, feeling the twinges.
“You alright?” Keir asked from the doorway. He was watching me.
“I’m fine, just a tad sore, but it’s nothing to be worried about.”
“Well, I’ve got the remedy for those aches. You need to get in the tub and soak. I poked around in there earlier, and there are scented bath salts under the sink. You can let that, along with the heat, ease your muscles. Here, let me help you,” he said.
Keir was now next to the bed on my side. He swooped in and scooped me up, then carried me into the bathroom.
“Keir, you don’t need to carry me. I can walk,” I assured him.
“You can, but I like having you in my arms. Now, sit right here until I get the tub ready,” he ordered.
I was placed on a side chair in the bathroom.
He turned on the water to the old-fashioned clawfoot tub.
I loved the design and had always wanted one.
Modern tubs were boring. It wasn’t long before the tub was filling and he’d dumped a large scoop of bath salts into the water.
The scent of gardenia filled the air. I inhaled deeply.
When there was enough water in there to meet his criteria, whatever that was, Keir picked me up again and sat me in the water.
I sighed. As the rest of the tub filled up, he crouched next to it. He was frowning.
“Why the frown? Is something wrong?” I asked.
“I hope not,” he mumbled. He said nothing else, and I was about to ask again when he spoke.
“Was that too much, too soon? I got a bit carried away. I know I should’ve taken it easier on you. How does your claiming mark feel?”
I hadn’t noticed it until he mentioned it. Now, I felt a deep ache in my shoulder, but that was all. “It aches, but it’s not bad.”
“I cleansed it. It stopped bleeding. I put some antibiotic cream on it, though it shouldn’t need it. By tomorrow, it’ll be healed over. You never answered me. Was I too rough? Don’t be afraid to tell me.” He sounded so worried.
I raised my wet hand to caress his jaw. “Keir, you didn’t hurt me. It was amazing. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but what happened was incredible. I’m sorry I fell asleep afterward. You must think I’m rude.”
“Baby, you weren’t rude. It was a fucking compliment. I sexed up my mate so good, she fell asleep as soon as we were done. And you had the biggest, most gorgeous smile on your face. Wanna see?” he asked. He smiled.
“See? Don't tell me you took a picture!”
His grin grew as he took his phone out of his back jeans pocket.
He was dressed only in them. It left it so I could admire all his sculpted muscles and the random tattoos he had.
Keir tapped twice, then showed me his screen.
There I was, dead to the world. At least I wasn’t drooling or doing something else equally as bad.
“Keir Brady, you’d better delete that thing. And don’t tell any of the others I fell asleep,” I whined.