“I can’t explain it, but yes, fitting into your small holes gives me immense pleasure.” As if to accentuate his point, all of his shadows retreated and then reentered, his whole body tensing and his muscles flexing as his head lolled.
“Better than a doorknob?”
“Infinitely better.” He kissed her deeply as he began to inflate both of the pulsating shadows buried within her. “Because it is with my true mate.” To know he thought of her that way sent butterflies through her, though she supposed she should’ve guessed by his earlier admission and his willingness to give up everything to be with her. The sweet fluttering feelings joined the sensual dance that had taken over every string of her muscles, her bloodstream, her core, all of it moving to a new rhythm she’d never experienced before. This new choreography was sudden and overwhelming, but it showed her the truth of what she desired more than anything else.
“Traeyr.” She panted against his mouth and waited for his gaze to meet hers. “I command you to ride my chest with your flesh.”
Her magnificent mahr wasted no time—or possibly he was bound by a thread of ancient magic beyond her understanding.He was on top of her instantly. The weight of his full, flesh body was too much and Addison coughed as she struggled for air.
Chapter 19
Traeyr
The moment she spoke the words, Traeyr forcibly lurched onto her chest. Black dots blurred his vision. A vortex replaced his heart cavity. If he’d thought regaining his sense of touch had been overwhelming, it was nothing compared to the ancient binding magic that pulsed through his newly recovered veins. All he could hear was the pounding thrum of his heartbeat being pumped full of binding magic. He grimaced against the invasion, the memories of its first occurrence clouding his thoughts.
Little coughing sounds pierced the veil.
Traeyr jolted, lifting onto his haunches. He peered down at his wide-eyed dreamer, his fearless, beautiful human, so trusting and kind. He was glad to be bound to her bedroom. Glad he’d found her, relieved that she wanted him around as much as he craved her nearness. No longer would he travel as a lone nomad. Even though he would physically remain in her room, they would travel together every night. He would roam the earth hand in hand with his dreamer, revisiting his long-lost homeland and every century of the ever-changing landscape between then and now.
“Are you all right?” she asked. Her wide eyes were full of concern. He hadn’t realized he’d been silently musing as he allowed the magic to wash through him.
“I am more than all right, darling dreamer.”
Still impacted by the magic older than him, his hips lowered and rocked against his dreamer’s torso. With his enormous cock buried itself in her luscious valley, he began to oscillate on his haunches, driving himself over her face. She made the sweetest little noise and welcomed him with her tongue.
“You are sublime.” He met her gaze with wide, awe-filled eyes, drinking in the sight of her face between his knees. “My beautiful dreamer. Do you enjoy the way I ride your chest?”
“I do,” she whimpered, the sound of her voice muffled by his smothering cock. Her petite features were even more beguiling between his knees, the dainty fingers caressing his shaft a stark, undeniable contrast of their size.
“Good. Because I will do so every night, for the rest of your mortal life.”
As the magic subsided, Traeyr regained connection to his shadows. The sensation of the two tendrils already inside her combined with the gorgeous sight in front of him and her wet tongue was momentarily startling. He shivered at the overwhelming sensation and removed the shadows from her tiny human holes, earning a strangled whimper. He couldn’t slow his hips as they acted on his instinct, but he gave his dreamer the most primal grin he could muster as he regained control.
“Patience, dear dreamer.”
The moment he felt contained, he plunged the shadows back inside her, just the way she wanted. He watched the delicious expression of surprise and pleasure on her delicate features beneath his cock, drinking in the sound of her need. He would never tire of seeing her like this, so eager to please, so enchanting underneath him. Just as he would never tire of filling her to her heart’s content, watching her take her pleasure from him the way only he could provide.
Chapter 20
Addison
Needing more, Addison pressed her hands to the smooth velvet padding that lined his muscular hips to nudge him back until she could suck his swollen tip into her mouth. Traeyr quickly tucked an extra pillow under her neck without slowing his pace. She pressed her tongue to the sensitive underside where it puckered into the tip and suctioned her mouth around him as he gingerly but repetitively hit the back of her throat. The action filled her mouth with saliva, which she allowed to sloppily spill from the seams and used to slick his shaft, using both hands to slip and slide up and down his length all the way to the heavy weight of his sack on her sternum.
The shadows filling her pussy and her ass continued to inflate, their pulsing and exploring compelling her to squeeze her cheeks tighter around his cock, her knees instinctively clenching together. She felt nearly mad with rapture, her body almost as full as it could possibly be, preparing for him to stuff her to the brim.
She had never been so blessedly, completely, utterlyfullin her entire life. Her eyes rolled back and little black dots speckled her vision, the bliss within her overwhelming. She’d watched videos of women being so luckily filled, but it had never occurred to her that she might findoneman to fill all of her—including her heart. A warmth that had nothing and everything to do with how satisfying it felt to be full of Traeyr spread through her and she opened her eyes to gaze up at his face as he climbed in ecstasy. How perfect was it that he loved small holes and knew how to fill them all?I am the luckiest human in the world.
And now he washers, just as she was his, and he would forever live in her home as her lover and closest confidant.
She could feel his orgasm beginning in the way he slowed his rocking hips, but he stopped and pulled away, taking Addison with him onto his lap. She fisted his fur and held fast as he supplanted her. He held her close against his chest and kissed her deeply, a promise in the way his lips moved on hers. A thick cirrus of dark shadow wrapped around her waist, holding her in place above him while he rubbed himself against her with one hand, the other teasing her breast.
“Please,” she panted, watching him play and wishing he were already inside her, bulging her stomach with the lump of him. He smirked at her with a wolfish grin and ignored her plea, opting to bury his face in her cleavage and nip at the tender skin there. An old ripple of insecurity blossomed and she tightened her fists in his fur.
“I would be most content to never see another chest.” His voice was muffled, but the ardent tone was unmistakable. “I am glad you agreed to trap me.”
Insecurities banished, she squirmed against the hold of his shadow tendril. In response, the shadow inside her cunt retreated in a plume of darkness, and she whimpered against the loss of the pressure. She hadn’t realized just how much he’d stretched her until he began to lower her onto his massive length.
Even with his shadow’s preparation, his broad head pushed the limits of her walls in the most delicious way. Pain mixed with pleasure as her body grew used to his width. Traeyr growled, the deep, bestial sound reverberating against her lungs and rattling the tenuous string tying her cunt to her heart. He entered her slowly, pausing every other moment to ravish her mouth, neck, collarbones, and breasts with his coarse tongue and sharp teeth. His panted breath was hot and frantic, yet he remained in control even as she could tell he had a fragile hold.
