Page 51 of Taken By Fury
“You think the desire my seed gives you now is intense? Wait until I fill your pussy with it.” He spun her and pushed her until she was bent over the table. Spreading her legs, he pressed his still extremely erect cock to her entrance, then slid inside her.
She gasped. The sensation of him filling her. Of every hard ridge pressing against her insides was indescribable. She had heard the females whisper of what it was like when their mates shifted and claimed them. It sounded barbaric, but it was a way the males showed their love because they knew their seed in this form, along with the changes to their manhood, would bring their females intense pleasure.
He ground against her, gripping her ass until she was certain it was red. When she wanted to beg for mercy, he moved. First, it was slow until she wanted to scream her desperation. The build up inside her was becoming painful, yet she still couldn’t reach orgasm. He spread her ass cheeks and when he thrust so hard, the table moved. He gave no mercy, and she only climbed higher, seeking a release that would likely still evade her.
“Zander! Dear goddess, I can’t…” Even finish her words as her desire became so intense, she was willing to do anything for that orgasm.
“I’m going to spill my seed,” he growled. And she felt every throb of his cock as his seed coated her insides. It set her nerves on fire, but he didn’t stop thrusting into her. He reached around and rubbed her clit, again bringing her closer to the edge she had been on since they started. But her pleasure was still out of reach until he came again. That was when she exploded.
“Oh my goddess!” she screamed as her climax went on and on. Wrenching every ounce of strength she had in her free from her body. She swore she actually passed out for a moment, then came to still coming.
When her muscles finally stopped twitching, she found words. “I had no idea that was possible.”
Zander lifted her gently and released her bonds. He pressed her back to his chest. “I love you, my princess.”
“Dear goddess, I love you too and promise me we can do that again.”
He chuckled. “Just name the place and time.”
* * *
Zander could not have beenprouder when he walked into the ballroom with his mate on his arm. She had chosen a deep blue dress that made her eyes sparkle, or maybe it came from the fact she was still having mini orgasms thanks to his demon seed. Either way, she appeared happy, and that was all that mattered to him. There were times he actually pinched himself to make certain none of this was a dream. It hadn’t been long ago when he was living a nightmare in Zolar’s prison. It seemed surreal to go from that to this, but he wasn’t one to question Thundohn’s choices. The god had foreseen Oshivana’s future and taken action, which led to the female standing beside him tonight.
“I can’t believe how many of our people have come back,” she whispered in his ear.
“It makes my heart happy to see them.” There had to be at least one hundred Valarians in the grand ballroom. Many of them here thanks to the beacon Greydon had made and Zander dispatched when they were in the mortal world looking for Orien’s mate.
“I have heard they all intend to stay,” he said.
“Yes, already many have chosen homes and started moving in. I had one male tell me today that when he discovered the king had opened the city, there was no question. He and his mate came right away.” She smiled. “All that are here have said there was never any question that they would come back and pledge their allegiance to the new king.”
They made their way through the many Valarians, who stopped them to speak of how excited they were that the world they had learned of as children was once again coming to life. They were so happy to be a part of it and to stand behind the royal family in the fight against Zolar. After several minutes and lots of stops, they made their way across the room to where the king and queen stood. Even Orien had come back for this occasion, none too pleased that his brother, the king, had summoned him.
“How does the search for your mate go?” he asked his older brother.
“I believe I might have found her and will go back just as soon as Greydon releases me from my duties.”
“Oh, Orien, that is wonderful news.” Lysandra touched his shoulder. “Have you gotten to see her?”
“I have and she is beautiful but surrounded by a lot of people all the time. She seems to have many friends.”
“You may have to work some magic to get close then,” Zander offered.
“My thoughts too. I’ve already started formulating several plans.”
“Just try not to kidnap her like your brother did.” The queen offered them all a flute of demon wine. “Now, Greydon would like to address the people.”
They accompanied their king and queen to a small stage that had been set up. Greydon and Aimee stepped up first, Orien next, and he moved to the king’s left side. Next, Zander offered his arm to Lysandra, and they walked onto the stage, Zander taking his place next to Orien and his mate to his left. They didn’t even have to ask for the crowd’s attention because as soon as they were in place, a hush fell over the room, and everyone moved in front of them. Males and females all dropped to one knee, bowing their heads. It was a sight to see the respect they paid to a king many had never known. While there were several Valarians who had escaped when their parents were killed, there were just as many who were descendants of the people of Oshivana who had fled into the mortal world and lived their lives for thousands of years. They raised families among the humans and passed the stories of a grand city down to their children. Telling them that one day, a new king would rise and bring them all home.
That day was today.
“Please, everyone, I will have you stand as the proud people you are. I do not ask any of you to lower yourself to me,” Greydon said, stepping forward.
Everyone rose and kept their attention on the king.
“Tonight, we celebrate so many of our brothers and sisters coming home. Our history has seen war for far too many years, and yet we are still not free. Tonight, I stand before you as your humble king and vow to bring our world back to the glory it once was.”
Cheers and applause erupted and went on for a minute before Greydon held up his hand.
