Chapter Four #3
I manage to tear my gaze from my mate and look to Vale. He has a soft look on his haughty face. I expect him to jump in on the storytelling but he’s silent.
“Took him years, years, to convince me to go to Guivre Shores with him, but he was... persistent.” They share a look that I immediately dislike.
She shrugs, looking at Finn. “That’s where I was the last decade or so.”
Finn tilts his head, “Who’s the starling?”
“Colette. She lives in Guivre Shores.” Ollie turns to Vale.
Without her saying anything he answers, “She’s doing fine. Was happy to hear from you. Is hoping you may allow her to visit now that she knows your location.” He lifts a white eyebrow, his deep blue eyes dancing with mischief that I don’t understand but hate nonetheless.
I look to Lonan and he looks just as annoyed as I feel. Good. Glad to know it’s not just me. Finn’s face is unreadable, but I suppose that his easygoing personality would make him less... possessive of Oleander.
Ollie wiggles on my lap a bit and I clear my throat. “Is there... anything else you need to tell us baby?”
“No,” she says, sinking into me again.
“Good,” I growl as I stand, holding her tightly. “If you’ll excuse us.” I stride for the door.
I need her. I need my mate.
“Where are you going?” Vale yells, outraged.
At the same moment Lonan says, “Kai?”
But I kick the door shut behind me without pausing. Ollie is relaxed in my arms, silent. I carry her directly to my rooms.
I shut the door with my foot as my eyes adjust to the dim room.
“Gonna finish what you started before Vale showed up?” she asks, raising an eyebrow playfully.
I ease her feet to the floor as I light the fire and candles in my room. I hesitate. My face must show my worry for she growls.
“Don’t. We already talked about this, Kai. If you dare to treat me differently, to touch me differently, you’ll be saying I’m broken.” Her face is livid. “And I’m not. If you try that nonsense with me, I’ll poison you in your sleep. Just enough to give you the shits for a week or two.”
I hesitate, concerned about this threat.
She just glares. I take a deep breath.
Oleander, my fierce little princess, is an utter beast. That she not only survived that, but escaped, healed, and now seeks revenge? She has the same strength and vision that Lo does and I must trust in that.
“Don’t worry, baby, I trust you. I trust you to stop me if you need it. I promise I’ll pound your pretty little ass hard, but first, I need to taste you.” I quickly strip as I command her, “Get naked. I want to see all of you.”
She does as told, quickly unlacing and dropping layers, finally stepping out of her black panties.
I stare at her, my gaze sweeping from head to toe. That luscious white and green hair, her big coral eyes, perfect breasts with responsive nipples, her little white bush, her legs scarred from her time imprisoned but also scarred with our bond marks. She’s perfect.
I back up until I feel the bed against my legs. I tug off my shirt. Laying back, feet still on the floor, I say, “Come here, princess. Make my face your throne, baby.”
She makes a pleased noise and I watch her walk towards me, her hips swaying. She stops, putting one leg on either side of one of mine and stands at the end of the bed. “Watch, General.”
And at that, she cups a breast, pinching at her nipple as her other hand slides down her belly.
Her fingers drop, pressing into her slit, and her eyes meet mine.
I can tell when she finds her clit, for she lets out her breath in the tiniest gasp.
It makes me moan, to which she smirks. I drop my hand to cup my dick.
My cock is always ready for her at a moment’s notice. She’s a drug.
She shifts her weight and I lick my lips, anticipating her. She titters. “Not yet, General.”
“Fuck, baby, it makes me so hard when you call me that.”
She lifts her foot, placing it on my knee, giving me a perfect view of her gorgeous cunt and what her fingers are doing. I groan as I feel my cock start to leak in my pants.
“I thought I was gonna take care of you, princess,” I rasp, watching her fingers slide inside herself. She makes a noise of pleasure.
“You are.”
No arguing with that. I grip my throbbing dick harder as she works herself. It’s agony. I can scent her, I can see her, but she’s not letting me touch. It’s making me more feral for her than I normally am.
“Baby, get up here,” I whimper, surprised that such a needy sound came out of my mouth.
She smiles, face smug. “In a bit. You can make yourself cum if you’d like.”
“Fuck no. My princess finishes first. Besides, I have a big load of seed just for you.”
She makes a noise that I don’t know how to interpret. “Fuck, Kai. I want to sit on your cock so badly. But no babies. So you’ll have to fuck my ass.”
It’s my turn to smirk. “I’m going to have to get you a nice plug for that pretty, wet pussy, aren’t I? Keep you full while I rail your little bottom?”
She whimpers and I snap, sitting up and grabbing her waist. She yelps in surprise. I lift her up, laying back, and place her over my face.
“Sit on my face. All the way down. Let me lick that pussy of mine.”
She obeys, spreading further and dropping down. I wrap my arms under her legs, coming up to hold her thighs as I start to eat.
I lose myself in her, as I always seem to do. I’m licking and sucking and nibbling, utterly lost, hips thrusting into nothing.
My Ollie is moaning and riding my face, rocking hard on me and time means nothing. The only thing that does is getting that next sound out of her.
She cums, back arching and thighs quivering. I don’t stop, not even as her sounds get squealy and oversensitive. I just tighten my grip on her thighs and keep going.
“Fuck, fuck, mate, flame,” she whines.
Suddenly, I feel myself on the edge. Oh fuck no, I think, trying desperately to stop humping the air.
Don’t cum in your pants like a schoolboy.
If anyone is fucking sexy enough to cause it, it’s my Ollie though.
At that thought I don’t feel so bad about it.
Of course her pleasure triggers mine. Of course making her cum gets me there. Makes sense.
But still, I promised her a nice, big load. So I grab her waist and lift her up. She kneels above me, panting, on all fours.
“Fuck me, General,” she says softly, dropping down to lay her forearms on the bed, ass up.
I groan again as I yank my pants off. I slap her ass as I slide back to put my back against the headboard.
“Nope, c’mere princess.”
I help her, pulling her up me. I settle her over my hips, and she starts to lick her pleasure off my face. My cock twitches. I reach out for my bedside table, hand finding the lube easily.
“Grab the fucking headboard,” I snarl, opening the lube.
Her arms reach to either side of me obediently. It’ll keep her from rubbing that needy clit of hers.
“Up,” I command, and she raises up as high as she can on her knees.
I slip a lubed finger up her tight bottom. She sighs, hips wiggling the tiniest bit.
“Just like that, baby. Let me open you, then you’re gonna take this cock.”
She nods, silent.
I work a second finger up her, to her little noises. I smile in a smug manner, watching her face.
“What a good girl I have. So fucking horny. Ready for a cock wherever I want to put it, hmm?”
She nods again, hips thrusting.
“Ready for my dick in your ass, mate?”
She opens her eyes, meeting mine. “Yes, please, General.”
I purr, “Good girl.”
I stroke lube onto my cock. Just the feel of my hand is enough to have me back on the edge.
I grab her hips and line us up.
“Take it, Ollie. Fuck your needy ass on my cock.”
She glares for a second. “This isn’t about being gentle with me, is it, Kai?”
“Fuck no, princess. I want to watch you do the work. Watch you make my cock disappear inside you. Know that you’re too horny for anything else.” I grin, smug. “Once you’ve buried my cock in your hot little ass, I’ll fuck you hard.”
Her eyes narrow, obviously unsure how to feel about that statement. I kiss her tenderly. “Go on, Oleander. Take it. Take every inch of your mate’s dick in your ass.”
She kisses me, hard, and starts to drop down.
“Good girl,” I praise as she pauses to give her body time to catch up. “Get all the way down there so you can grind on me.” I kiss her and her tongue shoves into my mouth.
She resumes taking me and the hot, tight grip of her is almost too much. Her ass and thighs settle onto mine as she takes the last half of my cock quickly, desperately.
I fucking love it.
“So fucking good, princess. Now,” I slap her cheek playfully. “Use me baby. Ride. Grind. Don’t worry, you’ll gonna get your hard fucking here soon.”
She does, rocking. I bend my knees, pressing her further into my lap. She uses her arms to help, still gripping the headboard. She’s wild, impatient, rocking hard, obviously close to another orgasm.
“Get what you need, little Queen. Fucking use my dick. It’s yours anyway.”
She manages a chuckle. “Lo’s too.”
I kiss her deeply. “Lo’s too,” I agree.
“Maybe Finn’s?” She practically sparkles with mischievousness.
I grunt, grabbing her hips, pressing her body harder to mine.
She promptly cums, strangling my cock, screaming out a second orgasm.
“That’s it, that’s perfect, my perfect girl,” I whisper, holding her body to me as she finishes.
But as soon as she relaxes, I flip us quickly.
“Ass up so I can rail it properly, baby,” I snarl.
She obeys, still recovering from her orgasm. I start to fuck her, the sight of her body swallowing my cock magical.
“Harder,” she gasps. “Ruin me, General.”
You don’t have to tell me twice. I let go of my control, that even in our wildest moments I’ve held onto. Held on to because I thought she couldn’t take it. I was wrong. She wants me wild and raw.
The slap of my hips against her body is loud and fast. A tiny thread of doubt hits me but she moans in pleasure at that moment, rubbing at her clit.
Trust. I trust her. She'll tell me if she needs me to reel it in.
“Fucking take this cum, baby. I want it deep in your body. Tell me you need it. Fucking tell me, Ollie.”
I continue pounding her hard, hands on her hips.
She gasps, “I need it, mate. Cum up my ass. Please.”
I damn near yell as I shoot. My cock jerks and bucks in her ass as I spurt into her, again and again.
“Fuck, I have so much for you, baby,” I grit out.
My orgasm seems to go on and on and she whimpers under me. She grips me as she hits a small third orgasm.
“Good girl, such a fucking good girl for your general, hmm? Follow orders so fucking well.” I pant out the last as we both start to relax. I wrap my arms around her and ease us to the bed on our sides, still buried inside her body as I soften.
“In bed at least,” she giggles, her little hands rising to hold my arms. Her body is lax and her energy relaxed and sated across the bond.
I start to laugh. “You wild creature,” I get out between chuckles. “What am I going to do with you?”
“Keep me,” she says drowsily.
I kiss her shoulder and neck adoringly as she drifts off. I follow her into a deep, dreamless sleep.