“I love you too," he whispers to me, locking me into his deep blue gaze.
“Forever.” Is all Emrick grunts, but it’s perfect and completely an Emrick response.
“I love you guys, too. Everything started so unexpectedly and our lives are intense, but I mean it with everything I have. I wouldn’t change a thing," I explain to them.
“Alright, enough of this crap, let’s do this!” Jacob shouts and claps from the doorway before coming over and butting his way into our circle. “Also, you guys keep forgetting, she was mine first.”
“He has a point guys, I was Jacob’s first," I say with a mischievous smirk. Emrick turns his growl to me and I swallow. “Or not," I whisper softly and take a step back, because he honestly looks like he’s going to pounce on me and claim me right here and now. Though I’m not sure I’m opposed.
“Uh, Queenie. You better run," Jacob laughs gleefully. “Get her, Emrick," he coaxes and I squeak, turn, and take off at top speed.
I don’t miss the glint of excitement in Emrick’s eyes, a primal hunger that’s both sexy and terrifying at the same time. My laughter echoes through the halls of the castle as I run. Every fae we pass smiles, but they also jump out of the way. Emrick is a force normally, but barreling through the halls is another story.
By the time I turn down my fourth hallway, I’m surprisingly not as tired as I should be. Emrick still isn’t far behind me, but his size is his disadvantage. It makes him a bit slower than I am.
I make the mistake of turning to see if he’s closing in and he gives me a sexy smirk and speeds up. My eyes go wide and I dart into a nearby room, I’m already going as fast as I can so now I have to figure something else out. My heart pounds as I try to close the door behind me, but he pushes his way in and catches me around the waist, throwing me over his shoulder. He closes and locks the door behind us and all thoughts of playfulness vanish. I’m wet and needy, but also full of adrenaline.
“You shouldn’t have run, I like to chase you too much," his voice is husky as he whispers it into my ear, the low rumble sending a surge of heat straight to my core. He smacks my ass as he walks further into the room. I jump at the impact but when he rubs his hand over it, I moan. The mixture of pleasure and pain is delicious.
He finally lets me down, coaxing my legs around his waist instead of putting me on the floor. I comply and wrap my arms around his neck, giving his neck a nibble. He groans low in his throat as I tease him. This encounter will be anything but gentle and I’m practically begging for it now.
Reaching for his shirt, I pull it over his head before doing the same to my own. I watch his reaction as I unhook my bra, letting
my breasts spill out of their prison. His eyes are full of lust as he takes me in, before leaning forward to suck my peaked nipple into his mouth. My head falls back as he nibbles his way between one breast and the other, tasting and teasing me until my hips are grinding into him.
Goosebumps ripple along my skin as he tastes me like a man starved. He darts his tongue between the swell of my breasts before moving over my throat, not stopping until he nips my bottom lip. I’m so turned on that I want to throw him down and fuck him like a madwoman, his energy contagious as he threatens to devour me whole.
Gripping his neck, I pull him closer and kiss him hard, not holding back. I want this, and I want it now. He lowers me to the ground long enough to rip my skinny jeans and lacy underwear from me, before stripping his pants and boxers off as well.
He takes moments, but I want to see that feral look in his eyes again. Backing away from him slowly, I grin mischievously. Shock passes across his expression before he grins back. His cock twitches in anticipation and I take that as my cue to run again.
Not caring that I’m naked, I turn and run through the large room, jumping over the supply crate sitting on the floor of the washroom we claimed as our own. I only make it a few more feet before he catches me with a triumphant laugh and pins me against the wall with his hands under my butt to support me.
He gives me an animalistic growl before biting down on my breast. I cry out at the pain but it’s more out of shock than anything, the pain is exquisite and his tongue is already soothing it away.
Using his ridiculous strength, he slides me up the wall and hooks my legs over his shoulders. My pussy is now on display for him and I use the wall to brace myself for his torture.
Emrick flicks his tongue over my clit before sucking it into his mouth hard enough I gasp. He doesn’t bother to be gentle, thrusting his tongue into my core with an impressive amount of vigor, before moving back to my clit. He alternates between the two, expertly bringing me right to the precipice of an orgasm and backing away when I get too close. I groan as he pulls away a second time, his shameless chuckle making me want to scream. Though I did start this game, I can hardly complain now.
Refusing to let him keep my torture going, I grind into his face, riding him until my climax is close and refusing to let him stop. This time he doesn’t try, instead sucking hard on my clit so my orgasm slams into me, my legs shaking and vision spotting as I scream out his name.
Emrick teases me with his tongue through the orgasm, prolonging it until I’m mumbling incoherently. Only then does he lower me down, kissing me when he can reach my mouth again. I can taste myself on his lips and it’s sexier than I imagined it to be.
He shifts me again, tilting my hips so he can line himself up at my core. He’s so thick that my body resists but Emrick slowly pushes himself in, forcing me to take every inch of him.
“Sorry, sweetheart,” he says softly, the gentle words the only sweet thing about this sex.
“I’m not,” I promise, wiggling my hips to urge him on. He chuckles before pulling out and slamming back into me.
Emrick sets a punishing pace, fucking me into the wall. The cold stone under my back is rough, but I’m so lost in him that I don’t mind.
“I’m going to come, Em," I pant out my words at this point, sweat covering both of us. He never slows down, continuing to pound into me.
“Come with me, sweetheart," his growly voice alone is enough to send me over the edge, my body pulsing around his cock. With two more thrusts I can feel him tense before his warm cum fills me.
He looks down as he slowly pulls out and moans at the sight of our mixed wetness spilling out of me. Seeing him so turned on has me groaning again, unable to control myself.
Without him asking I walked over to the counter and bend over it, sticking my ass into the air in invitation. He growls low before stalking over to me, slapping me lightly on the ass in appreciation.