Page 50 of Taken By Fury
“Yes, he spoke to Greydon and said he was still on her trail. Apparently, his mate has left the village and headed toward Oslo.”
“Well, I guess it’s good he can still track her. Has he gotten a look at her yet?”
“No. He’s still following his gut, so, of course, he is concerned, but I have faith he will soon catch up to her.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “Many of our people are coming back. Several are setting up homes.”
She smiled as she pulled him out the door and they stood on the walk. It was easy to see the bustle of activity as homes came back to life. “It’s a sight, isn’t it? The queen is beside herself with happiness and thrilled to have something else to focus on.”
“Yes, she informed me that there will be a party tonight to celebrate. Better put on your best gown, my little princess.”
“Perhaps you might help me dress?” She offered a devilish grin.
“Hmm, you know if you get naked in front of me, I shall have to detain you.”
“Well, you do what you must.” She reached behind him and gripped his firm ass.
Growling, he jerked her close and dragged her back into the cottage. “I shall fuck you in every room.” He cupped her breasts and brushed his thumb over her nipples. The thin fabric did little to hide the fact they had hardened into tight buds that begged him for more.
“My prince, I am yours for the taking.” She unbuttoned several buttons on her dress to allow him access.
“And take you I will.” He bent and sucked a nipple into his mouth. Flicked his tongue across it until it was so hard it was almost painful. The air snapped with their sexual energy. She leaned back against the table and allowed him to worship her breasts.
Lifting his head, his gaze turned wicked.
“Why do you look at me like that?”
“Because this time I intend to let my demon come out and play.” He gripped the front of her dress and ripped it open, exposing all of her nakedness beneath. When it had fallen to the floor, he kicked it out of the way.
Before she could protest––not that she had any plans to––he shoved her arms behind her back and the sensation of cold hard steel wrapped around her wrists. Lysandra tested the metal, but if her mate’s magic was embedded in it, even being a demigoddess would not help her get free. So, she played along.
“Whatever do you intend to do to me, my prince?”
He only grinned as he tore off his shirt to reveal a toned chest. One she never tired of looking at and doubted she ever would. Then, he unsnapped his jeans and pushed them down, his full thick erection sprung free, and she licked her lips.
“Believe me, you’ll soon be sucking on that.” He kicked his clothing aside and his shift took over. Leathery wings unfurled from his back and spread into the room. Two small horns protruded from the top of his head and his ears elongated. But it was the flick of his tail that nearly undid her. Before her stood half demon, half man, and he planned to stake his claim.
She shivered as moisture pooled at her sex, and she was fully prepared to taste every inch of him. Except, he surprised her by kneeing her legs apart and dropping to his. Sliding his fingers through her wetness, her knees threatened to buckle, but somehow, she remained on her feet. He parted her, then ran his tongue over every sensitive nerve she had.
She hissed. “Oh, Zander.” Then struggled once more with her bindings. It was useless.
He reached up and pinched her nipples as he licked her. Swirled his tongue over her clit then sucked it only to stop and insert a finger fully inside her.
Stars formed in her vision as an intense climax threatened to take her down, but he stopped, leaving her breathless.
He licked again. This time he allowed a fang to scrape her clit and brought her right back to the brink but held her there, not allowing her the pleasure she was desperate to enjoy. He did this over and over until she was begging him.
“Zander, please. I need to come.”
He stood. Towered over her in his demonic state. “You come when I allow it.” Even his voice had become deeper and sexy as hell. The fact he held total control over her caused her sex to throb even more.
Guiding her to her knees, he gripped his cock and pressed the tip to her lips. She flicked out her tongue and tasted his pre-cum.
“That’s it, my little princess, taste all of me.”
She opened wide and swallowed him. In his demonic form, his cock was bigger, thicker and covered with ridges, and she could hardly wait for him to slide into her. As he gripped her hair, he slid in and out of her mouth.
“Taste my cum, mate, and know the full pleasure of a Valarian prince.”
He swelled further and then filled her mouth. She swallowed every drop, and as she did, her arousal grew more. When he pulled free, he lifted her to her feet.
