What Lurks Between the Fates (Of Flesh & Bone, #3)(107)

He appeared at my side, his cock hard and glistening as the branches gave me more slack and allowed my head to lower. Bending me in half at the waist, putting me in line with his cock as Caldris stroked hair back from my face gently. I felt eyes on the part of me he’d used, wetness from both of our releases slipping down my thighs as someone watched.

“You made a mess,” Caldris said, gathering my hair into his fist and turning my head how he wanted it. The head of his cock rubbed over the seam of my lips, enticing me to open for him. “Lick me clean.”

I opened, letting him drive forward into my mouth. The taste of him—of me—coated my tongue as he hit the back of my throat and made me gag. Two fingers pinched my nose, brutal and unyielding as he took my ability to breathe and pushed forward slowly.

“Swallow.”

The order came with unforgiving golden eyes bearing down on me, the male I loved lost to the sex magic of the tree. He would take and take and take until there was nothing left of me. I swallowed around him as he pushed forward, sliding into the narrow expanse of my throat. He tossed his head back, groaning loudly as he pumped within my throat.

I needed air. Needed to breathe.

My fingers curled into the tree, clawing with that need as Caldris used my throat. He looked down at me, smirking cruelly, as he pulled back into my mouth and released my nose. Air flooded my lungs finally, as he made shallow thrusts, rubbing himself over my tongue.

He allowed me a few moments of breath before he worked himself back into my throat, depriving me of air all over again as he sought his own release. Each repetition of the pattern awakened something primal within me, the creature beneath the surface growling as she demanded her own pleasure.

I lost track of how many times he took my air, of how many times he made shallow thrusts over my tongue. My hips writhed, waiting for him to fill me in the place that throbbed with need. He stared down at me as if he knew exactly how badly I needed it, pulling out of my throat as he groaned.

He came, filling my mouth and covering my tongue. The tree fed from him through me, drinking down his pleasure as he pulled free.

“Show me. I want to see my cum on your pretty tongue.”

I opened, sticking out my tongue so that he could see the reward he’d spilled in my mouth. He stroked a thumb over the outer corner of my mouth, gathering what slipped free and pressing it into my mouth. I closed around him, sucking that clean too as he smiled down at me.

He turned that smile toward the tree, staring at it as if he was speaking to it. The branches holding me captive moved, lengthening and repositioning. The roots around my ankles released, sinking back into the ground as the limbs holding my wrists twisted my body and pulled my back against the trunk. They lifted, leaves sprouting from the branches to cushion me as they pulled my feet off the ground.

Caldris stepped in front of me, his face in line with mine as he touched his mouth to mine gently. His calm, steady hands grasped me by the inner thighs, spreading them apart as he lifted me before him. Branches stretched down, sliding around my thighs where he held me and pinning my legs to the tree so that he could stare down my body from neck to pussy.

His eyes held mine as he stepped forward into the cradle of my thighs, guiding himself into my drenched pussy.

I tossed my head back, slamming it into the tree trunk as my mate chuckled with something dark lurking beneath the surface of his skin.

And he fucked me all over again.





36


Caldris


Estrella leaned to the side, shifting her weight as she sat upon the stone in the arena. Discomfort flashed over her face as her eyes drifted shut, her exhaustion evident in every movement of her body.

My satisfaction knew no bounds, knowing that I’d been the cause of it. That I’d fucked her immortal body until she had nothing left to give. Until her whimpers of need had turned to sobs, begging me for it to end. For the tree to stop taking her pleasure, to allow her the feeling of fulfillment that could only come after the tree had devoured everything I’d given her.

From sex came life anew, the tree preparing itself to be reborn from the ashes of what remained the following day when it burned to the ground.

She’d been limp, pliant in the tree’s hold as it pinned her there suspended for me to fuck over and over again. The magic riding my body had rendered me unable to stop, seeking out my own pleasure that never quite seemed to satisfy that deep hunger within me.

Only when the tree had finally had enough, when the others had collapsed to the ground and found their sleep while Estrella and I rode out the last waves of desire, did the tree let us crash into the orgasm we kept for ourselves.

Its way of thanking us for giving so much.

I watched her as Eryx lunged for me, tossing a handful of sleep dust toward my face. The God of Sleep was doing everything he could to win against me as we fought in the arena. Around us, the clatter of swords resounded through the space, unending from the moment the sun had risen through the Eastern Pillars that Estrella and I had crafted in ice.

I bent back, narrowly avoiding the powder that would make my movements sluggish. I wouldn’t allow the magically induced haze to threaten my place at my mate’s side for the rest of eternity.

“We both know you aren’t going to win this battle,” I said, yawning even though he’d missed my face.

While Estrella’s sleepiness satisfied that primal, male urge within me to see her exhausted from my cock every day, my own was an inconvenience.