Oath of the Alpha - Eva Dresden Page 0,39

oh noble king. What else will you snatch away?”

“You, kou’va,” Er’it murmured, long legs bringing him to Aida before she could focus through the smeared colors. The iron bands of his arms coming around her, he lifted her to wrap Aida’s limbs tight around his body, ignoring her vicious cries and the claws she made of her hands while he pushed her back into a thick tree. “You called for me from those dungeons. Led me there and made it impossible for me to deny you. Snow and spring, the scent of beginnings. I cannot refuse it, and I do not want to.”

Aida screamed as the hollow pain in her stomach became a savage agony that doubled her over.

Chapter 8

Er’it

Er’it groaned as Aida cried out again, her back bowing in a painful arch to thrust her breasts against his chest. The rush of slick stained her trousers, soaking them as the surge of wetness overcame the snug fabric. It intoxicated him.

Her power had diminished as they spoke. By the time he rushed her, it had softened to a bare brightening of her skin. Now it snapped from her fingers, tunneling into his flesh as she clawed at his back though not to hurt him. No longer fighting against him, she tore at his shirt, whining low in her throat as her hips rocked with jerky thrusts.

The blackness of her gaze was alight with glittering starlight, shimmering arcs of it soaring across the inky depths as she turned her face up to his. Lush lips parted, straining toward him. Er’it found a growl resonating through his chest, the vicious call causing Aida to jostle and keen. The forest, the night, even the lingering pain in his thigh fell away as he buried his face against her neck. Sucking in deep draughts of her scent as he shoved her flat against the tree, he pinned her there with his hips grinding between her luscious thighs.

There were far too many things separating their flesh, and he tore at them the same as she did. Desperate to feel her against him, frenzied noises slipped over his curled lips. Ripping apart the tattered bits of her tunic, flinging them away so he could feast upon more of her, he snarled at the sight of her shivering breasts marred by red welts where others had touched what was his.

She was his, always was and always would be. From the moment of his birth, from hers, the goddesses had aligned their paths.

The thought surged through him, a glittering path of frozen starshine that stiffened his cock to the point of pain. Roaring as he wrenched the borrowed trousers from her legs, Er’it tumbled them to the ground. He had not aimed for it, but winding up in the mossy bed of fragile blossoms seemed divine intervention, the perfect place to spread his Omega open. Gripping her wrists to keep her still, he shouldered her thighs wide. He had to taste her, to drink from the fount of her until he drowned in the utter perfection of it. Groaning as he lapped at her folds, he made his little Omega squeal and writhe, dragging an agonized moan from between her lips as he latched onto her clit and sucked hard.

Er’it licked up all that she offered, keeping her open well beyond the point where her thighs shivered with the strain of her pleasure, her stomach taut as she screamed into the night. He offered her praising hums and shaky purrs until he began again. Then she whined, bucking and jostling to get away and press closer at the same time. Thrusting his tongue deep inside her to draw out more of her slick, he rumbled against her just to hear her feathery moan turn into a squeal. He continued until she was dazed and unable to do more than twitch beneath his hungry lips.

Tearing at the front of his trousers, Er’it freed his cock as he climbed up her body. Driving in to the hilt with a single thrust had them both grasping at the other, moaning at the delicious ache of it. So tight it almost pained him, her body gripped his shaft, rippling around the throbbing length of it as he forced himself to pull back. As glorious as it was to be inside her, the pleasure doubled when he shoved home again. Letting her nails rake down his back, Er’it wrapped her shoulders in a tight grip, pulling her into every vicious thrust as he