I was never a fan of the bush, but hers only intensifies my desire. I position myself between her open legs, my tongue sliding out to taste her. I part the lips of her virgin pussy with my thumbs so I can lick the pink folded flesh between them.
She writhes with pleasure, grabbing my head, but I have other plans for her. I prowl on my hands above her, the lapels of my leather jacket grazing her skin as we come face to face. She raises her chin, her sweet lips parting to invite me for a kiss. I take it, kissing her slow and deep while my hands work on tying hers above her head, using her own latex suit.
She doesn’t even realize what happened until I peel my lips off of hers and start kissing my way down.
I moan in delight as I kiss her pussy again, taste and smell her, only her, and no one else. No man has ever touched her here before, I know for a fact now. It’s only been me, and it will forever be just me. I won’t suffer another man around her, I’ll kill anyone who even tries.
I part her lips softly with my fingers so I can devour her. If she only knew that I’ve never done this before either, that it’s my first time. I never wanted a woman on an emotional, meaningful level before, which is why I suspect that I’ve ever only had this impulse with her. I never thought I’d enjoy it, but look at me now, eating her like she’s made of candy, my face pushed into her magic nectar that trickles down my chin. The connection between us vibrates, making us both lose our heads. By the time she’s done coming on my face I can barely think straight. I rise over her with my cock in my hand, and push it inside of her.
She yelps, her eyebrows scrunched. I stop immediately, and I want to draw back, but she won’t let me. With her hands bound, she locks her legs around my buttocks.
“Keep going,” she demands, but I can hear the ache in her voice.
“Are you sure?” Only my crest is inside, and already it hurts, how can she take more of me? But she pushes herself onto me, grimacing, and yet her pussy overflows, I can feel her arousal trickling down my cock to the root.
I push just a little deeper, and Cerys moves in response to me, until she becomes comfortable with gentle thrusts. We match each other’s rhythm, Cerys closing her eyes, and her body relaxing.
By the cursed realms, she’s so beautiful as she stretches in front of me, her pretty round breasts bouncing. I trace the fine shape of her ribs with my lips, my hands so big that they cover half of her back as I hold her. I must look like a beast defiling an innocent princess lured by dark seduction, while kissing her beautiful translucent skin. She brings her hands down, trying to touch me, but I grab her bound wrists with one hand and push her arms back up, stretching my body over hers.
“High realms how I love this,” she mewls, and it’s all I can do not to come undone. Her arousal soaks my pubes, and I fuck her harder, dominating her, taking her like no man ever will again.
“You’re mine,” I growl as I release myself inside of her, filling her with my seed. “Neither of us can run away from this, Cerys. Neither of us will ever be free of the other.”
Her arms tense, her body on fire as she comes around me, her eyes blasting wide as if she can’t believe the sensation. I read it in her face, all ache is gone, now all that courses through her is pleasure.
I watch her come down from her climax, breathing hard, her skin pebbled and sensitive, her body still twitching. I roll to the side and undo the knot around her wrists, massaging them and then pulling her into my arms.
I cover her mouth with mine, my lips molding hers, and I don’t stop until time loses all meaning. We only peel our lips off each other when we’re exhausted, Cerys resting her cheek on my chest.
“I never thought my first time making love would feel this good,” she whispers as she draws little circles on my chest with her finger. Her hand looks so small and fragile compared to my golden body. The contrast is strong even though I resemble a man better now, the fire having cooled in my veins so that I look more like what she’s accustomed to from parahuman men.
“I’m glad this was a good experience for you.” It sounds stupid the moment it leaves my mouth, and it’s only half of what I feel, too, because in truth I already want her again. In fact, I may not stop wanting her until I’ve merged with her completely, and I don’t know when this merging would feel complete to me.
She smiles up at me, her rosy lips stretching over her pearly teeth. Her honey eyes sparkle with emotion that starts a whirlwind in my heart. I cup her face with my hand.
“What do you feel for me, Cerys?”
Confusion shadows her face.
“I... I don’t know what to say.”
“Just tell me the truth.”
She still hesitates.
“Don’t get me wrong, I’m only interested because, well, you know, we gave in to our desire despite the fact that we both wanted to resist this connection.”
“I guess we both failed.” She loses herself in my eyes, and I do the same. I let myself fall, though deep down alarm wails. I’ve gone too far down this road, and there will be no turning back.
“I’ve never felt like this before, Xerxes.” I can feel the truth in her words. “The emotional places that you take me to, I never knew they existed. I didn’t think it was possible to feel this way about someone.”
I press her harder to me, her breasts swelling against the side of my body.
“But you did have feelings for other people?” I slur. “Have you ever been in love before?”
“Xerxes,” she purrs. “You know you were the first man in my life.” She looks down to her naked milky body pressed to my golden flesh. “The blood of my virginity is still on you. How can you still doubt me?”
I caress her face, staring deep into her honey eyes that I’m growing addicted to. “I’m not asking if you’ve been with a man before, I know now that you haven’t. I’m asking about emotional involvement. Has there ever been anybody, a special someone that’s ever had your heart?”
“How about you?” she says. “You’ve been around for much longer than I have. You have much more experience with women. There was a time when you had a different woman every day, you told me that yourself. Shouldn’t I be the one asking this kind of question?”
My lips quirk up in a smile.
“You jealous?”
“Are you?”
I shrug, resting my head against the floor. The fire warms the back of my hand as I spread it over Cerys’ lower back.
“I suppose jealousy is normal between fated mates.”
“Fated mates,” she whispers, tracing my jaw with her fingers. “There’s no way we can fight this connection anymore. So what’s going to happen? Where are we going, Xerxes?”
I stare up at the tent’s pointed ceiling.
“I promised you that I’d let you go, I made a blood oath to you in that regard. I have no choice but to keep that oath”
“What if I don’t want to be free anymore?” she whispers, uncertainty in her tone as if she’s embarrassed to even bring it up.
“Don’t forget, Cerys, I represent everything you hate. I am the King of Fire, the villain that entire worlds are searching for. Even if you could accept all that, what kind of life do you think I could offer you? I’ll spend many of the coming years fighting to take over worlds and people that you love. Not to mention that being officially with me would put a target on your back. You’d be in danger, bound to me, and watching me do things you disapprove of ninety percent of the time.”