“Mine, mine, mine,” he murmurs, while licking and tasting me. His hard cock suddenly presses against my pussy, but he waits, knowing I’m not wet enough. Instead, his fingers trail down my quivering belly and start to desperately rub my clit. We go from zero to a hundred in like a second, and the whiplash of the sudden desire leaves me crying out.
I feel my cream leaking around the head of his cock as I drop my head back and close my eyes, focusing on the sensation of his mouth and the promise of him being inside me soon.
Need her, fill her with me, take all that darkness away until there is only light. Only her, vekk, she’s so soft and small, so wet, don’t want to hurt her—go slow, slow down, Takkar—
His sweet, worried thoughts have me grinding down on his dick. He’s worried about hurting me, and I’m worried if he doesn’t get inside me soon, I might actually scream.
“Takkar, fuck me already,” I snap, and he groans, thrusting his hips slightly and pushing the head of his cock inside me. Groaning, I squeeze my legs tighter, urging him on, and with a roar, he slams inside me.
I scream in pain and pleasure, but the pain soon fades as he starts to move, pulling out and pounding back in. Quick, hard, wild thrusts drag along those nerves inside me as his fingers still glide over my clit and his mouth attacks my nipples.
My name fills his head like a song so loud, my pulse thunders with pleasure as he fucks me like an animal. He presses me against the wall of our new cave, and within seconds, I’m screaming my release, scoring my nails down his shoulders and arms. The pain makes him roar, his thick cock jerking inside me and spilling his release to mingle with mine.
Breathing hard, he leans into me and pins me to the wall as I stroke his hair, a satisfied smile curling up my lips.
Well, I guess we’ve christened our new home.
Sixty-Two
Sevnyk
The caves are vast, and soon, Dev and I have explored everything that is ours. I make a mental note to send word to the generals to thank them for this relocation. During our self-guided tour, we could hear Harlow’s moaning echoing off the walls. I don’t know about Dev, but I had to walk around with a hard dick after that.
Get her dun, Takkar, I say mentally.
He laughs in response. Our mate is satisfied and spent. When you see her walking like she has a stick up her ass, pay it no mind.
Will do, elon.
“Shit, that must have been some good vekking,” Dev growls, feeling a little bit jealous.
“Well, you know how our mate is…” I begin.
“Thirsty?” he finishes, and we both laugh.
“Yes, that’s one way of describing her.” Ever since the Vultana, I’ve been getting these weird vibes from Harlow. Not weird in the sense that they are random, but things I’m not used to feeling from her.
She’s…horny.
It’s like taking part in that claiming, though none of us wanted it, awoke some part of her she was previously unaware of or had buried deep inside her. Our mate now walks with confidence, taking kisses when she wants and flaunting her perfect body for us to enjoy.
It’s incredible.
“So what should we do now?” Dev inquires, as I hear the pitter-patter of tiny footsteps coming this way.
Quick, hide! I say, pulling him into a crevice. Dev and I slow our breathing as Harlow comes sauntering down the tunnel.
“Ah, there it is,” she mutters to herself after finding the bathing pool. I’m able to peek out at her from my angle. With her back to me, she pulls off her shirt and wades into the water. The bathing chamber is similar to ours back in our old cave, though less vast.
The ceiling is at least twenty feet tall, and stalactites reach down towards the water. The pool itself is around the size of the one in our previous cave, but instead of cool fresh water, this water is heated.
With the press of a button, warm water begins to drip from the ceiling, showering our mate.
“Move over and let me see,” Dev whispers, shoving me to the side. Not wanting to alert her to our presence, I switch places with him. “Vekk, that ass,” he growls.