"You feel like satin. Like ye were carved from the softest things to make a sheath fer a man.""You're utterly soulless." I leaned up to shout."Who needs one when I have this." He stuffed me full again. "Fucking you feels so good, Little Raven. In-fact," He murmured. "You're so delightfully surprising, I'm certain now I'll be keeping ye for my little slave.""Isn't that what you intended to begin with?" I sneered.He was thrusting so fiercely that there was a guttural sound coming out of me. Broken each time he entered me again. "But I've come ta an even greater decision now, Wee Lass.""What?" I looked over my shoulder at him. My eyes darkened with bitterness. Resentment for what he was doing to me."Ye're well suited to be one of my kind.""You're kind?" I blinked at him in confusion. Even he had paused his ministrations to more slowly slip in and out of me. Still gripping my wrists to keep me from reaching the pot I so yearned for.The one I want to smash over his head."My kind."
"When it comes to fighting me, you're only going to hurt yourself." His low voice rumbled from the bed and I realized that despite his stillness he was far from asleep."I won't stop.""I'm aware that's very likely. But if you were to do so, I'd let you off that chain and let you lie next to me. Realize the softer side of companionship. Care to try?""No." I whispered."Fine." He said. "Let me know when you do."The night was the most awful I'd known. Something about that cold chain made me feel like I was an animal at the end of a leash. And the room seemed cold then overly hot."It's going to get painful." He cautioned. "I can give you comfort.""I'd rather die." I spat on the floor."It's going to feel like you are." He rolled over to his side, staring at the wall in the corner. Unwilling to meet my penetrating gaze.***He had not lied to me. Midway through the night there was pain coursing through my middle. A dark twisting that felt like someone was spinning my insides in wild c
He walked to the bed and lifted the blanket. Giving a sweeping gesture for me to climb in.Staring at him nervously I slid into his bed. Immediately awash with the male scent of him.Dirt and trees and everything wild. But it seemed far more intense now. My nostrils flared and I felt like they were peeling open nearly up to my tear ducts to take in the aroma. And immediately I was damp between my thighs. Remembering that smell as he'd taken me over the table.Like an animal.Suddenly it seemed very obvious what he was.How'd I miss it before?I scooted as far into his bed as I could without completely pinning myself against the wall. I felt the bed dip behind me as he crawled in.The bed groaned in objection and sunk in with his massive weight."This isn't how it works." He sighed as he adjusted into the bedding to get comfortable. Slipping a hand over my hip and to the front of my belly. Dragging me backward until my back jolted against the unrelenting hardness of his chest and abdom
"I don't think you're weak." He added eying me.I'm not.I glared at him impudently. Still trying to conceive a plan to get the key and out while I had clothes and before he put me back on that chain.But to call him a formidable foe would be like saying that about a bear.He's not formidable. He's an impassable wall.He sucked in his cheeks as though he knew precisely what I was thinking. "Why did your mum name ye, Raven?"He strolled over to me, and I reflexively tensed. My shoulders and arms hardening in-case I had a need to strike him if he tried to toss me over that table again. But he gave me a slight unworried glance before reaching for my hair before he even stopped. Catching a lock and curving it around his large finger."Ye're hair isn't particularly black. Yer eyes are the brightest green I ever saw. Far from the dark of the birds. It makes little sense. Unless she was so senseless as to simply like the name?"I growled in my throat. My mother wasn't senseless!"She has mor
Mardichi walked through the mist. A great splash of red and tan amongst the dim gray. He was eyeing me like something foreign.And I couldn't help noticing that the bit of leather he'd worn when we left was long gone now. Leaving the thick bit of flesh exposed against his leg. He was as heedless as any animal as he sidled up to me."You should've become a wolf or a beast.""A beast?""Well, you'd be the first woman I marked.""What does that mean?" My voice rose."I'm not entirely certain of the details as to how it's supposed to work." Mardichi entered the clearing and looked up at the trees just above us. Blotched with darker spots.What are those?His voice drew my attention back to him. "I've heard others of my kind speak of it. They explained how the woman became a wolf soon after she was marked as their mate."He eyed me purposefully. Making it a point that it was odd."Mate?" I frowned at him. "So, what does that mean?""It means magic is activated in you as it should be. But t
We ran inside and he pulled me around behind him. Slamming the door and turning the lock before putting the chain and key back around his neck.I slumped against the wall and slid down it. Breathing heavily in relief."Now, what the devil are ye?" I noticed that his accent had returned in full force after the commotion."Why is it that sometimes you speak very cultured and then in a moment, you go back to speaking like a barbarian?"His head snapped to give me a quick look. "Always questioning the little things, aren't ye?"I returned his look levelly.At length, he shrugged as if deciding the secret wasn't worth keeping. "I've friends, much to your surprise, I'm sure. Cultured men that've tried for a long time to teach me to be a bit more...refined."He said the word as if it made him feel dirty."Why would they do that?""Because they say I'm a bit rough around the edges." He rolled his shoulders and cracked his neck as if somewhat ashamed of this fact.I snorted. "You're certainly
His hard rod entered me like a staff being pressed in. Stiff and unrelenting as it eased into my softness. Parting me to make way for its path to my center. Then I felt him touch my base.I stiffened and reared up a little but was pinned so tightly under the bed there was little I could do. My back brushing the wood above me as I struggled."How well planned was your escape, Little Bird?" He mocked.Not very well obviously.Now I'm stuck.He was still pushing into me with that length that seemed to go on forever.I yelped and had to slide my knees apart as I could feel him pinching inside and knew I needed to make more room to keep from hurting myself.I was trying to steady my panicked breathing and relax. I was still sore from the last time he'd taken me and was worried about doing more damage fighting him."That a girl." He praised. Groaning in pleasure ad he filled me. His sack draping against my lower lips. Soft but firm causing a strange pressure that made me shift restlessly. C
I was shaking with fury that I'd just attained pleasure with his root in me. Even more angry that I'd succumbed to it when I so clearly resented this man. But it'd felt like I didn't even have time to think about it. To fight it.Before I could process anything, I was shuddering around him. Making him clutch me and pull my body back against him as he rocked in rhythm to that clenching inside me. Savoring the feel of my body sucking him in.How can he have this effect on me? I wanted to throw a tantrum like a child. Kicking and screaming but knew that doing so while he was planted in me would only bring him sordid pleasure."I can't stand you!" I raged."But you bear my flesh so well." He panted coaxingly. Still forcing in then sliding back. "And you just soaked my rod with your woman's heat." He purred animalistically. "And it felt sweet, Little bird."He pushed in more wildly than gave a growl that shook the hut. Piercing deep as I felt his hot fluid pour into me. Feeling the pulsing