Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 120974 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 605(@200wpm)___ 484(@250wpm)___ 403(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 120974 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 605(@200wpm)___ 484(@250wpm)___ 403(@300wpm)
I fucking love it.
But when it’s done and we’re panting together with my cock still buried in her tight little cunt, I know we’re still not done.
Because now it’s my Drake’s turn.
86
IRENA
For a long, perfect moment, I just lay there, my head pillowed on Valen’s chest, listening to the steady, strong rhythm of his heartbeat. His arms are wrapped around me, one hand stroking slow, soothing circles on my bare back.
I feel good…so loved and cared for…the aftershocks of pleasure still humming through my veins like low-grade lightning. The scent of crushed flowers, sweat, and sex hangs heavy in the air, and it should feel sordid, but it doesn’t. It feels like ours.
But I know we aren’t done. The Bond isn’t complete. The magic inside the shimmering violet dome is still waiting—expectant—thrumming against my skin.
“We’re not done yet, are we?” I whisper.
“No, Princess—not quite.”
Slowly, he pulls out of me, and a fresh trickle of his seed wets my thighs. I feel suddenly empty…bereft. I look up at him, searching his eyes.
“It’s time for the second part, isn’t it?” I ask, my voice small.
He strokes my cheek, his thumb brushing over my lower lip.
“Yes, baby.” His gaze is intense, full of heat and a tenderness that makes my heart ache. “Can you be a good girl and take my Drake’s cock in your sweet little pussy?” he murmurs. “We’ll start out with just mine and then I’ll Shift inside you. I need you to trust me even more now.”
I bite my lip, a flutter of nervousness tightening my stomach. But beneath the nerves, the embers of desire are still glowing, fanned by the memory of his Drake’s tongue…by the hot things he just did to me.
My pussy aches, not with soreness, but with a deep, hollow need to be stretched again, to be filled even more completely. The vision from the Door of Uncertainty flashes behind my eyes—watching myself get taken by the Drake…the bulge in my belly…the feeling of impossible fullness.
A shiver runs through me—part fear, part desperate need.
“All right, Valen. I trust you,” I tell him, trying to keep the nervous quiver out of my voice.
I get to my hands and knees again in the center of the flower bed. This pose feels right to me—submissive…vulnerable…primal. It feels like I’m ready to be bred. I arch my back and open my legs, presenting myself. It’s the exact position I was in, in the vision. The recognition sends another pulse of heat through me.
I spread my thighs wide, and as I do, I feel a rush of warmth as more of Valen’s seed slides down the inside of my legs, making a sticky, glistening trail. I’m so slippery down there—surely it will ease the way when I have to take the Drake’s monstrous shaft inside me.
“I have to tell you something—warn you about something,” Valen says, his voice a low rumble from behind me. I feel his presence, large and warm, kneeling close.
“What?” I ask, turning my head to look at him over my shoulder.
His expression is serious.
“My Drake…all Drakes really—they have a knot at the base of their shafts,” he explains gently, as if teaching me a vital lesson. “Which means when I fuck you with his cock, it’s going to swell inside your soft little pussy to tie us together. To lock me inside you. We might be like that for a while…you won’t be able to get away, even if you want to.”
“Really?” I ask, wide-eyed.
The concept is alien—terrifying… and yet, inexplicably arousing at the same time. To be physically bound to him, to his beast…to be unable to get away….Why does that make my pussy quiver with longing?
“For how long?” I ask.
He shrugs.
“For as long as it takes, baby. Until the knot goes down. Could be hours, maybe.”
Hours. Tied together…filled…possessed. I hesitate, the reality of it sinking in. But this is the only way to form the Bond—to tie us together forever. Magic requires sacrifice, and this… this feels like the ultimate offering.
My body—my freedom—given willingly to him and the creature that is part of him.
I take a deep breath, the scent of leaves and flowers filling my lungs.
“It’s all right,” I say, and my voice is steadier than I feel. Spreading my thighs even wider, I tilt my hips up, offering him my pussy, my dripping entrance on blatant display. “I don’t mind, Valen. You and your Drake can knot me if you need to. I… I want you to. I want everything.”
A low, approving growl vibrates from his broad chest.
“My brave, perfect little Princess,” he says.
Then he gets behind me and I feel the broad, blunt head of his human cock nudge against my soaked entrance. He pushes himself into me slowly, and I moan as I feel him stretching my inner walls again—a familiar, welcome fullness. But even as he sinks in, my mind is racing, realizing how much more I’ll have to stretch to take his Drake’s cock when he Shifts. The comparison makes me bite my lip with a mix of dread and dizzying anticipation.