Chapter 31

Chapter

Thirty-One

Bokkan

The tenuous hold I had on rationality snapped when Leda dashed away from me.

Arousal and heat flooded my veins as her smaller form vanished between the trees. A growl burst out of my chest, and I sprinted after her.

Her scent lingered behind her. There was an edge of desire and fear to her fragrance. I inhaled, drawing her deeper into my lungs. She smelled the way a mate should during a hunt.

I could hear her light footsteps in front of me and picked up speed. I was ready to claim my mate. Instead of remaining behind her and running her down, I skirted to the right. She was fast, but the primal urgency within me pushed me faster.

After I made it past her, I worked my way toward the sound of her rough breaths. I leaped out of brush to land in front of her, crouching low with my arms out so I would not miss her if she tried to evade me.

Leda gasped and tried to shift direction, but she was moving too quickly. Her body crashed into mine and I scooped her off her feet, wrapping one hand around the back of her neck and the other under her ass.

She thrashed in my hold, trying to escape my grip, so I carried her to the nearest tree, pinning her against the wide trunk. I felt the wild thrum of her heart against my bare chest and smelled the sweat and desire on her skin.

The fear was gone, even as she shoved at my shoulders, trying to push me away. There was no real effort behind it. Her nails dug into my skin, leaving long welts behind.

I wrapped her hair around my hand and tugged her head back, tilting her face up.

Her fierce golden eyes stared up at me, the black centers growing wider as the perfume of her arousal increased. Using my hold on her ass, I lifted her higher until I could taste her mouth. Her lips opened to me immediately, her hot tongue caressing mine.

My fangs must have nicked her because the rich, metallic taste of her blood filled my mouth. It was only a drop, but it was enough to send the primal instincts driving me into a frenzy.

I wanted to stretch her out beneath me and taste her with my mouth, nip her flesh with my fangs, and sink my cock as deep inside her as I could.

But when I knelt to lower her to the ground and felt the hard earth beneath my knees, a thread of concern for her smaller, more fragile body pierced the mating fog clouding my mind.

I rolled onto my back, bringing her body down on top of mine. Now that I did not have to support her weight, I could fill my hands with her silky skin and soft flesh. I could touch her and taste her to my heart’s desire.

The shirt she wore ripped beneath my claws, falling away to reveal the garment she wore over her breasts. Before I could tear it from her body, she wrestled it over her head and tossed it to the side.

Leda shifted over me then, her cunt coming to rest over the jutting length of my cock in my trousers.

Her pale breasts swayed with the motion of her hips, and her nipples flushed darker pink as they tightened.

Long, tangled strands of her brown hair drifted over her shoulders and down her chest as she looked down at me, her eyes half-lidded and hot.

My fingers began to tremble as I tugged at the drawstring at the waist of her trousers.

She shoved my hands away and handled it herself, rising over me to shove the garment down her legs and kicking it to the side.

The tiny scrap of fabric she called panties followed immediately, leaving her bare before me.

Sitting up, I buried my mouth in the curls between her legs, letting my tongue slip out to lick the delicate pink flesh of her cunt.

I could not reach every part of her in this position.

Growling in frustration, I wrapped my hands around her hips, bringing her core down over my mouth as I lay back on the hard ground.

A soft cry escaped her lips, and I looked up her body to find her staring down at my face between her thighs. Tugging her hips closer, I wrapped the forked tip of my tongue around the bud at the top of her sex and squeezed.

Leda’s little hands wrapped around the base of my horns as she ground her cunt deeper into my mouth, a rush of wetness hitting my lips. I released the bud and shoved my tongue inside her as deep as it would go.

This time her cry was closer to a shout, and her hips rocked against my face as I fucked her with my tongue the way I longed to do with my cock. Her grip on my horns tightened as she used my horns to pull my face closer to her cunt.

I growled again, this time in satisfaction because my mate was using me for her pleasure.

Her cunt tightened around my tongue, growing hotter and wetter with each roll of her hips. I reached around with my hand, bringing my thumb to the top of her bud and rubbing it in fast, firm circles. Leda’s back arched and her face lifted toward the sky as her entire body tightened.

My mate was reaching her peak. Triumph filled me as I increased my efforts to please her, thrusting my tongue deeper into her wet core and adding more pressure to her bud with my thumb.

“Bo!” The strangled sound of her pet name for me left her lips as Leda’s body shuddered over me. Her cunt tightened rhythmically around my tongue, and I wanted to feel the same sensation on my shaft.

Her cunt was so snug and hot. She would squeeze around me tightly and milk my cock the same way.

Panting, her upper body curled forward until she was staring down into my eyes with the hazy expression she wore after a particularly strong climax. She shivered as I withdrew my tongue and swirled it around her bud.

My hands left her hips to reach down to the laces of my trousers, loosening them until I could shove them down my thighs and free my cock.

The heavy weight of my shaft smacked my stomach, leaving a small streak of seed on my belly. Leda looked back, her eyes growing wide when she caught sight of my thick length. She shifted away then, reaching back to touch me.

When her fingers wrapped around my cock, a shred of reason returned to my mind. If I fucked her, I would never be able to let her go and remain sane. When she left, I would descend into the madness that afflicted daemons separated from their unbonded mates.

“Leda,” I rasped, bringing her attention back to my face.

Her hand stroked my shaft as her head turned toward me. “Hmmm.”

“There will be no going back if—”

Her fingers pressed against my lips, stopping my words. “I know.”

I wanted to ask her if she meant it. If she truly understood what she was giving me. But then she released my cock, lifting her hand to her mouth. My muscles tensed as she wet her fingers and lowered them back to my shaft. Her hot, wet fingers wrapped around me, spreading the wetness over my tip.

I inhaled sharply as she shifted back, angling her body so the tip of my cock prodded her opening. The wet clasp of her flesh closed around me as I slipped inside her. She winced a little as she engulfed me bit by bit.

Seeing her pain, I grabbed her hips, stopping her descent. “Stop,” I demanded, holding her still. “Do not harm yourself.”

Her cunt squeezed me tighter as she tried to lift higher, but my grasping hands kept her in place.

Leda pressed her palms to my chest, her body writhing on top of mine. I ground my fangs together as my cock sank deeper into the wet clasp of her cunt. Her nails scratched into my skin, her breath trembling as she exhaled.

“Bokkan,” she whispered.

I grumbled when she strained against me. “We should stop. I do not want to hurt you.”

“It doesn’t hurt anymore,” she insisted. “Let me move.”

Her body began to soften around me as she stared down at me.

I could not take my eyes from hers as she shifted again, lifting up and then dropping down even more.

This beautiful creature was everything I ever hoped for in a mate.

She was fierce and intelligent, but she yielded to me when I least expected it. It made her surrender all the sweeter.

I tightened my hold on her hips, my claws digging into her ass.

She gasped and shivered. “I need all of you,” she demanded.

“Then, have me.”

Leda reached out, her hand cupping my cheek. “I have you?”

“All of me,” I said, repeating her words back to her. I meant them. She could have my cock, my body… my heart.

Something shifted in her face, her golden eyes shimmering with an emotion I had never seen before.

With a low moan, she lifted her hips and dropped down. Her cunt clenched hard around me, stopping her halfway down my length. My hold on her hips tightened to stop her, but she didn’t force me deeper. Leda circled her hips, rolling them in a pattern that had my eyes closing.

I was too entranced by the way her body stroked mine to stop her when she rose and fell on my cock again.

She gasped as her core stretched tightly around my girth.

We both looked down between her trembling thighs and I couldn’t contain a groan at the sight.

Her dark pink flesh looked strained where it enveloped my shaft.

But she had taken more of me. Almost all in fact.

Her chest heaved as she rocked back and forth, her hands flattening over my abdomen to support her weight.

With a sharp gasp, she took the rest of my shaft into her body, surrounding me with her silken heat.

My cock twitched at the sight of my tiny mate riding me, her long dark hair falling over her shoulders and curling over her breasts.

Her nipples peaked and flushed as her head fell back with another moan.

Unable to resist, I cupped her breasts in my palms, teasing the tips with my thumbs.

“Why do you feel so good?” she sighed.

My tail shifted, moving between her legs to tease the nub at the top of her sex. The one that would bring her screaming to her release.

My mate rode me with abandon, her face tilting to the sky as her eyes closed. I let her set the pace, taking me as fast or slow as she wanted.

“You are so beautiful.”

Her eyes opened, and when her gaze met mine, I saw it again, that emotion. A vulnerability. She felt something for me, I could see it and feel it. A connection sprouted between us, a bond that was more than lust.

What had begun as an uncontrollable instinct had shifted into something deeper and more meaningful. I could hear the pounding of her heart in her chest, the rush of the air in her lungs. We were in tune with each other. I could feel her inside me. In my heart and soul.

My fangs ached with the need to bite her. To mark her as mine somewhere visible to anyone who saw her. I grit my teeth and resisted the urge to sit up and latch onto her neck or shoulder.

Leda had not consented to mating me. Not truly. I would not force her. She did not feel as I felt. She could not return them. Not yet.

The pleasure built as her body moved faster and clasped me tighter. I teased her nub faster and harder until she broke for me, her hands coming up to cup mine over her breasts. She held me tightly as she shuddered and writhed on my cock. Her pleasure triggered mine.

I closed my eyes, clenching my jaw tight to stop myself from biting her, as the climax crashed through me. I spilled my seed into her body, unable to control the sudden thrust of my hips beneath her.

“Bo!”

At her startled yelp, I opened my eyes and found her flushed face inches from mine, her mouth open as her cunt spasmed around me again.

Her second peak wrung the last of my release from my shaft, draining me dry. Leda slumped over me, the edge of her teeth scraping the skin of my chest. My heart leaped at the love bite, my instincts screaming that she was marking me and that I should do the same to her.

But I knew it was not true. She had no idea what she was doing to me.

I wondered if she ever would.

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