He was moving so slowly that she could feel his cock pulsing with the orgasm he’d denied himself in her mouth, and she longed to pull him down over the precipice with her. But every time she tried to slam herself down upon him and fully sheath him, yearning to see the bulge of him rounding out her belly, his powerful tendrils of shade tightened their hold. She watched the thick swirling ropes of shadow wind themselves around her torso and thighs, rendering her helpless.
“Please,” she begged. “I need you.”
“You will discover whatneedlooks like soon enough, my dear dreamer.”
His words, both reverent and admonishing, were punctuated with another agonizingly slow movement.
Traeyr locked his arms behind him to brace himself and watched her expression as he removed his shadows, using them to finally pull her body down the last inch, burying himself inside her. She cried out a word that barely resembled his name and nearly forgot to look down at the sight of the swell of her stomach. She gasped when she saw it, the fat bulge of her belly proving how deep he was inside her. She traced the outline with shaky fingers, eliciting another inhuman growl from her demon.
The steady stroke of his cock rocking inside her coupled with the pulsing shadow in her ass took on a more urgent pace and she delighted in how curious he was of her insides. With each upward thrust, he paved the way for himself, her body more pliant than she’d thought possible. Her inner walls clenched around him so tightly she could feel every vein of his cock pulsing with his quickened heartbeat.
“I love the way you fill my tight holes,” she panted, the pitch of her voice sounding high and unrecognizable to her ears.
Traeyr howled in response, his arms flying to her waist and cinching them together. The velvet padding of his chest caused sweet, sweet friction against her taut nipples and she reached for his horns to provide him the same. He held her flush against him and fucked up into her with abandon. A small, cool touch of shadow pressed itself between them, teasing her sensitive clit. The sudden impact made her keen like a mewling kitten, the vibrations of an orgasm spasming from deep in her core and rippling all the way to her curling toes.
“Oh, fuck!” was the last coherent thing to slip from her lips as pleasure ripped through her, waves and waves of full-body bliss that heightened and began anew as his cock twitched inside of her. She felt the long strings of his seed spurt into her steadily like the rushing stream of the waterfall they’d visited in her dream, heavy and seemingly endless. She felt the moment his seed overfilled her and some leaked out of her where her pussy clung to his length, their legs becoming a mess of both of their liquids. The only thing that kept her head from melting into a puddle herself was his strong hand behind her neck, the other wrapped around her thigh so tightly she vaguely felt his claws pierce her skin through the haze of bliss.
Time became incomprehensible, everything fading to the background until all that existed was undeniable pleasure. Her orgasm could have lasted hours, she couldn’t say for sure, but Traeyr was there, sharing in her euphoria the whole time.
Epilogue
Addison
Addison brought the final box into the living room.
“Thanks for your help,” she told Marissa and gave her a big squeeze. “I’m so glad to be back home.”
“Me too!” She held her at arm’s length and gave her alook. “So, what time should I come back tonight to meet your man?”
Marissa was the only person who knew the full truth about Traeyr. They’d even spoken a handful of times over the phone, but Marissa was camera shy, so this would be the first time she got to see him, and he would wear his true form as opposed to the dreamlike visage of a human. Addison had originally been nervous about her reaction, but after months of watching the two closest people in her life get to know each other, she was now just excited. Marissa hadn’t given her a lick of crap for being in love with a demon-slash-monster and had ooh’ed and aah’ed at their love story.
“As long as he loves you,” she’d said cautiously.
To which Traeyr, who had been eavesdropping from the bed, replied, “I love my dreamer more than you are capable of comprehending.”
Which of course made Addison blush and giggle like a fool and left a lasting impression on Marissa.
Presently, she smiled like a fool again and tried to keep her feet planted on the ground lest she evaporate into the air in little dewy drops of love.
“I’m not sure. He said he’ll appear the first night, so just get here before it gets dark.”
With a littleeek, Marissa gave her another hug and then departed.
Addison surveyed the new house and started putting boxes in their corresponding rooms. She hadn’t dared to dream in a million years that she would be able to afford a house so close to the beach, but so much had changed in the year since her breakdown to Dr. Ellis in her car outside of the ugly blue house. She had kept her follow-up appointment with Dr. Ellis, and between therapy and Traeyr’s unyielding love, she’d opened up about old wounds she thought were long past. Turns out, old wounds fester even if you’ve spoken them out loud once or twice. It takes a lot more love and acceptance—from within and without—to truly get through traumas as dark as Addison’s. All her relationships were better for it, though; Marissa hadn’t realized quite how deeply she’d been bruised. Having her darkness aired out, accepted, and even validated by those she cared about felt like freedom.
With her graphic design business taking off the way it had, and by retaining her job at The Idea Initiative, she’d found the ideal place to live with her mahr. She hadn’t expected to be able to afford a house like this, but this one had come on the market at exactly the right time. It featured a big, open porch that dropped right off onto the beach, the perfect spot to drag her mattress out during the days that it was nice. Who said her bedroom had to stay in one place?
Hours passed until it was finally looking like twilight outside. The doorbell rang. Marissa was the only one she expected this early, but later on, they would be joined by a few more friends coming by to see the new place and meet her fiancé.
Yes, that’s right. She wanted everyone to know that what she and Traeyr had was more than some boyfriend-girlfriend situation. The two of them knew they were true mates and that they were forever bound together by magic for the rest of Addison’s life, but the rest of the world couldn’t possibly understand that. While she relished that sweet secret, she knew the closest they could come to being understood was to proudly profess their love to the world by way of marriage.
When she’d spoken to Traeyr about it, he’d said, “I shall bind myself to you in as many ways as you wish, my love.”
Such a romantic.
“Oh my goddess, I can’t wait to meet him!” Marissa squealed. She brought a charcuterie board and two bags of chips inside and marched to the kitchen island.
“Dreamer?”
