As much as I’d love to I couldn’t let them go on thinking the worst, I’m not that cruel, so I gradually removed the blocking shield I’d cast around her and listened to them bombard her senses like a swarm of bees on the attack.
Her brow wrinkled in a frown and her eyes fluttered open seconds before she sat bolt upright in bed. She looked around in a daze for a few seconds before her eyes landed on me relaxing against the pillows watching her. “My sisters are calling for me, I need to go.” I didn’t answer, just raised my brow since we’d been all through this already.
“Lucien, I said I have to go!”
“I love it when you call my name! Now princess, is that anyway to think of your husband?”
“Stay out of my head, who invited you?” She put her hands over her ears as if that would keep me out, though she knew better.
She’s so cute I couldn’t help taking her down again. But in the split second I glimpsed into her mind I saw and felt the real distress there. She wasn’t just saying it to get away from me, she was genuinely worried about them and I guess I can see why.
She’d been out of reach for more than twenty-four hours and I’m sure the only reason it took them this long is because they were afraid of giving her location away had they tried using their immortal energy to reach out to her while I was on her tail.
If they knew she was here with me, had spent the night in my bed and was now really and truly mine, they’d probably lose their little fairy minds. But as much as I’d like to keep them away until our honeymoon was over, I couldn’t leave her struggling with the worry that now plagued her mind. I couldn’t, because her worry had become mine. The takeover has begun; oh joy!
I called out to the bird and told him where to find us after listening to his spiel of empty threats of mayhem, what a douche. I didn’t try talking to her sisters since speaking to any other female in this way is way too intimate unless it’s my mother or hers and is something that if done in the future will make her lose her shit. Her possessiveness isn’t as rabid as mine is yet, it takes time for her kind to get to the level of crazy the males of my species attain, but it’s coming.
So I kept all communication between me, and the bird. Once I was sure he got the message and cut him off when he started in on me again, lecturing me about what I’d done with his mistress I blocked them again.
I didn’t let on to her what I’d done. Instead I tried distracting her with sex, which wasn’t too hard since she has no resistance against me. The more time we spend together the harder it’s going to be for her to deny me, and in a couple of months at least she won’t be able to go very long without having me near.
I never thought I’d like that, I thought I’d like even less the fact that my nature which I have no control over, would choose my mate and leave me without much say in the matter. In all the years I knew that one day I will be mated with someone not of my choosing, I never once thought that beyond the imprinting the man in me would genuinely come to care for his mate.
I knew that my growing feelings and the rate at which they grew had a lot to do with that nature, my people’s natural instinct to care for and protect their mate; but I knew that what I was beginning to feel for her went beyond that.
I knew this because for the first time in my life she was the only person to make me realize how lonely I was, how lonely I’ve always been without even noticing. It’s only been a day and yet when I look into her eyes, like now, I can’t imagine life without her. I strain even now to remember what it was like before.
It seems odd, even to a being with all my powers, that something as strong and as binding as love can happen so quickly, so easily, and without much fanfare. I have no doubt that the imprinting has a lot to do with it, but I secretly believe that the man in me did like the woman in her, all of them.
She wasn’t thinking about her sisters now, she wasn’t thinking about anything but what she felt in my arms. The worry receded as I sent calming waves of light to her mind and bombarded her senses with sexual heat.
Her legs moved and opened wider beneath mine and my cock pressed into her pussy with the head right above her clit. I used my mind to undo the buttons of her shirt as I settled my hips more comfortably between hers.
“Open for me!” I hadn’t had her since her bath earlier because we’d both been asleep, but she was still wet from the fuck in the shower and her sleek warmth swallowed my cock whole while she wrapped her arms and legs around me.
“Are you too sore?” I whispered the question in her ear before nibbling on the lobe. Her answer was to tug at the tie that bound my hair, releasing it from its bonds. It flowed down around my back and shoulders, covering us both like a black silk curtain and shutting out everything.
I covered her lips with mine as I seated my cock deep inside her, very much aware of the feeling of completeness that overtook me once my cock was buried balls deep insider her. She nipped my chest with her teeth and lust slammed into me like a freight train going ninety.
One minute I was nibbling playfully on her neck while fucking teasingly into her and the next I was slam fucking her into the bed with her blood on my tongue. Her screams of pleasure and the hot flow of her pussy juice around my cock only spurred me on to madness and it was only the memory of my son in her womb that kept me from going too far.
The bed rocked and slammed into the wall, alerting me to the fact that I might be fucking my pregnant wife too hard, but her screams held no pain and when I blended our minds all I saw was the color of lust and love, with very little pain.
My cock knocking into the wall that protected her from me going through her cervix and into her womb is what caused the pain. I didn’t need to go there again, I’d already bred her, but the memory of that tight ring clamped around my cock made me want to experience it again.
“I’m going to fuck you hard, but I promise I won’t hurt the baby.” I pushed my tongue between her lips so that she couldn’t argue if she were inclined to, and lifted her ass in my hands for leverage, opening her legs wider to give me better access to her pussy that was leaking along the length of my cock and onto her ass.
Because I was going deeper I wanted to see, so I pushed back, taking my weight off her and looked down between her obscenely spread thighs to where my cock pierced her. Next I grabbed her ankles and spread them open and watched as my cock pulled out until just the tip was left inside her, before fucking back into her nice and slow.
I did that a few more times, keeping the same pace and rhythm, until she got used to it, then without warning I slammed my cock full force into her tight cunt until I broke through her cervix ring and knocked at the door to her womb. Her mouth flew open in a silent scream and I felt a spasm start in her feet and make its way up her middle.
“Fuck!” What have I done? I thought for sure I’d fucked up but when I stared to pull back she grabbed onto me with her arms and legs and fucked her pussy up at me hard. Her hips flew as she fucked herself on my shaft, her whole body red with the blood that flowed just beneath the surface and seconds later the air was filled with a scream of pure unbridled lust.
Her body went into shock, shaking with spasms as she lifted me off the bed with her hips as her eyes rolled back in her head. I watched it all in fascinated amazement until she came back to her senses then eased out of her womb and pressed her hips back onto the bed with mine.