“Sol…”
I swipe my finger through my seed and press it into her. “More,” I repeat. I finger fuck my cum back into her slowly, letting her whimpers and cries soothe me further. This. This is what I need. Who I need. “Take it all, bride.”
“I…” She gasps. “Oh fuck, I’m going to cum again.”
I want to keep her like this always. Naked and spread for me, covered in me, her pussy overflowing with me even as she orgasms around my fingers again. Her entire body goes slack, her legs splaying out, boneless.
I almost keep going.
I want to.
In an attempt to regain control, I close my eyes, but it only makes the scent of our fucking stronger. Already my cocks are going hard again. Fuck. “I need to go.”
“No.”
I open my eyes as she fights her way into a sitting position and grabs my wrist. “Don’t you dare.”
I could break her hold easily, but she’s reaching for me. It takes everything I have not to topple her back onto the bed and spear her again. “If you don’t release me, you’re going to get fucked again.” I drag in a rough breath. “I’m not fully in control right now, Briar.”
“Because of Ramanu.”
I have her on her back in an instant. I stop short with my hand inches from her throat. “Do not say that demon’s name in my bed.” Fuck. What am I doing? I jerk my hand away from her vulnerable skin, but I can’t quite make myself retreat.
Briar meets my gaze boldly. There is no fear in her eyes, which doesn’t make any sense. I’m not in control right now. It’s never been like this with anyone else. I don’t know what I might do. I can’t guarantee anything. It scares me, so how can it not scare her? The last thing I want is to make her think I’m like him.
She licks her lips. “They’re not in bed with me, Sol. You are.” She drags her hands down my chest and then back up again. She grabs my wrist and guides my hand to her throat. The only warning I get is a reckless look in her dark eyes before she snaps my leash. “But if you leave, maybe I’ll see if they’re still around.”
I black out for a second.
One moment I’m staring down in her with shock and rage. The next, I have her on her stomach, and I’m shoving my cock into her pussy. Too rough. Too fucking rough. But I can’t stop. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll be too sore to even think about another cock.”
“Do it,” she taunts. “If you think you can.”
I slam into her again. It’s not enough. If she can still talk, then I’m not doing my job properly. I squeeze her ass cheeks, parting them and staring down at her tight little hole. She can’t take one of my cocks there, not when I’m barely in control and unable to prime her correctly… but there are other options. “You will be full up with me.”
I use my tail to grab the small bottle of oil from the dresser next to the bed. She’s so small, it won’t require much. Just enough to ease the way. She squirms when I dribble oil between her cheeks.
“What—oh fuck.”
I press the tip of my tail into her. She spasms around my cock, but I hold her steady. “Take it, bride.” Just a bit more, just enough to fill her up. I stare at the pretty sight of my tail in her ass and my cock in her pussy. “Yes. This.”
I reach down and grab her hand, guiding it between her thighs to where my second cock is. “Hold me tight to you.”
“I can’t…” She squirms, making my vision short out. “What are you doing to me?”
I could ask her the same thing if I had the words for it. I need to be deeper, to fill her more, to have that pretty pussy fluttering around my cock as she cums again. For me. I start moving, quickly finding a rhythm that has her making those delicious pleasure noises. I don’t need to fuck her with my tail, not when it’s adding to the fullness of my cock in her pussy. More, I don’t know what she can take and as much as part of me wants to fuck her until she passes out, there’s enough reason left to caution against it.
“You are mine, Briar Rose.” I rut her like a mindless beast, each word dragged from my chest in a voice I hardly recognize as my own. “My pussy that I will fuck as long as hard as I want. My tight little ass.” I lean down and hook her throat, bending her back so I can taste her tongue. “My mouth to play with as I see fit.”