Page 34 of Bred By Sor'en

Redfor desire, fertility, and strength.

Blackfor remembrance, solace, and grief.

Bluefor tranquility, balance, and safety.

Different combinations mean different things, a language of their own based on order and placement. But my mate has given me yellow.

It is not lost on me.

I would have chosen yellow as well. I did as much earlier while I blessed the clothing she wears.

My mate is hope for a better life, a life in which I am not the male they made me. One where she is mine.

She watches as I walk us into the water, the ends of her gown sinking and dragging the bank. The water is warm, steam racing along the surface as it meets my shoulders. Her gasp is a gift to my ears, as faint as it was.

She clings tighter as I support her slight weight, plucking a petal from the flower and offering it to her. “On my tongue.” I roll it out behind the veil, not missing the way her bare core, the dress lofted away by the water, clenches on my mating shaft.

She goes to drop it on my tongue, but I take it from her instead, wanting to taste her flesh more than I wish for the petal to offer me its bliss.

She is quietly watching, captivated as my tongue slicks over her fingers, taking the offering into my mouth before I swallow it down. Savoring its flavor mixed with hers. She stays like that, still as stone, until I tip backward. Suddenly, she’s scrambling for purchase on me again, making her hot center rub across me in ways I lack the poetry to describe.

“I-I can’t swim!” she pleads.

“I would never let you drown.”

“I-I…okay.”

Emotion swells in my chest as I offer a prayer to the goddesses, as I baptize myself under their eyes. When I lift up, the thick surface parts for me, offering me its blessings. My veil clings to my face, and without telling her, she lifts it. My brave mate meets my gaze, and I am eager to meet hers as well.

The petal I offer her is a mere fraction of what I have given myself, but she opens for me. My pretty mate opens for me!

I place the silver petal on her small pink tongue. “Ready?” I whisper, water dripping from my soaked hair onto her exposed shoulders.

She takes a calming breath. “Don’t let go.”

“Never,” I vow as I dip her.

My mate breaks free from the water with a gasp, and I am already removing her veil. Her golden green eyes, so much like that cursed planet she loves, find mine, already swelling with emotion. Our coming together is not a slow thing.

My mate meets me halfway, her soft lips commanding my hard ones, offering that sweet tongue freely, sloppily.Needily. It is an intoxicant of the highest order. One that dignitaries would go to war for, males would die for, and the goddesses themselves could not harness.

My little gift makes to devour her monster, and I have never been so thrilled to be consumed. It would be an honor for my flesh to feed her, for her little blunt teeth to gnaw and mar my bones. As her blunt little words have already marred my heart.

Hue’s hands find my hair, knotting and clinging there as my cock vibrates on her core, making the most delicate of moans escape from between our fused mouths.

I wonder if this beautiful, vexing creature knows?

If she has any idea the things I would do for her. If she knows she holds the universe in her strange, small hands.

nineteen

Hue

My core is tightening in that odd, overwhelming way again. The buzzing of Sor’en’s cock keeping my center wet and throbbing. He tastes like the petal and something savory as warm euphoria swarms me, I’m breathless, weightless, thoughtless in his arms. Gasping when I break free from his mouth. My eyes dip to where we’re joined, my swollen, throbbing lips parting in shock.

His cock is ridged, making my body jerk as he rubs it along my slick opening, the water lapping in soft waves around us where moments ago it was as still as stone. Impervious to our existence within it. The skin of his cock is every bit as dark as the rest of him, tapering off into the same pure white shade as his hair when it reaches the pointed soft tip. A tip that already weeps something I am suddenly desperate to taste. My entire body shudders as he drags me along it again, his deft fingers reachingbetween us to join him in driving me insane. I nearly scream as he slips two inside me, my core tightening and gripping them in powerful pulsing waves that make my eyelids flutter shut.

“You are wet for me, my little human,” he growls.