Chapter 7

Mature
Samira
We went upstairs…. This was my home now. These were my people…
“I won’t go any farther than you wish my lady.” He said softly.
I said nothing, letting him open the door for me…. His room was probably the size of an apartment… The canopy bed was made for someone his height. It was black with gold accents, and the sheer veil held gold trim as well, but I didn’t recognize the runes that lined the bottom of it… The furniture was dark oak, while the floor was black marble. He had the walk-in closet open, and it seemed one of the servants put my things inside on the floor.
“It’s wonderful.” I mumbled. The heavy curtains were a rich black as well, meaning that the sun wouldn’t wake us unless we wanted… Everything here was made for someone big…
He put his hands on my shoulders, and massaged them. “Not as wonderful as having my one… I’ve waited so long I thought it wouldn’t happen…”
I boldly put my hand on his cheek… I kissed him this time, on the lips… At first, he’d kissed my forehead, or my hand, but this was different… This took my breath away. He supported me, and I returned his advances… I accidently felt it….. At first, I thought I would have to compromise, since minotaur, centaur, and unicorns have the largest… members, but he was a demigod. Why was I surprised?
Light… it felt like he was the same size as my people… It made me wet. He hummed softly, getting more aggressive with our embrace. I could feel his claws slightly tear my dress. “We have elvish tailors to fix that.” He said a little huskily, though apologetically. “It looks better off you anyway.”
I hummed in response… He helped me remove it with all the restraint he had, and it was placed in a laundry chute. He used claws to undo the zipper in the back, so that was probably ripped as well, but I was a little embarrassed… or rather shy. Now I was in just my bra and panties… They were soaked with my wetness. Clothes don’t shift with us, yet I still felt like a rabbit under the king’s gaze.
“Do you want more?” He asked politely. “I won’t continue unless you want to. I know this is your first night with me… I know you were nervous before.” He was trying to be considerate, and I appreciated it…. However, right now all I could think of was how good he would feel…
“I do.” I said reaching in his pants. He hissed in pleasure, while I was wondering how all of it would fit… He had a toilet paper tube down there.
He laughed. He then tried to hold it in, and cleared his throat.
“What’s so funny?” I asked as he laid me on the bed. The sheets were smooth and silky, so was his touch.
“Nothing in particular…. Just how red you are.” He said kissing me on the forehead.
There was restraint in his actions. He slowly removed my panties, plenty of time to change my mind. I was so wet I don’t think I needed any foreplay… but he reached down, and put two fingers in me. They slid in without any issue… and I moaned. I could already feel myself tight around them…
“You’re so wet.” He said as his fangs came out…
It was hard not to be with a mountain on top of me… It felt so good… He took my breast and kneaded it, all the while he seemed to test the limits of what could fit… He added two more fingers without waiting, and I arched my back.
His kissed me as his motions were smooth and confident. It was as if he knew what I wanted, since I panted in pure pleasure. His kiss was rough and wild. I could feel his member throb, gently pressed against my stomach. All he had to do was reach down and put it in…. His tongue in my mouth tasted of mint… while his hold was as if he were holding back.
“My lord, what are you doing?” I asked as he chuckled.
“Making you cum for your first time tonight.” He said adding his thumb on my button. One hand held me down as he kissed me, while the other glided in and out. I was tight around him as if it were his cock… That was what I wanted. I knew it would completely fill me.
I grabbed his cock through his tight pants. They were nearly instantly removed, and it throbbed in my hand. He growled. It was primal, but it gave me encouragement to keep going. I could barely hold it… I could see it now… He had to be at least a foot long and 4 fingers wide.
It wasn’t my imagination.
I followed instincts I didn’t know I had… Heat made that possible… but it also made me hunger for more… I could feel my core get tighter as the sensations kept getting better. There was only pure pleasure… something I thought wasn’t possible. I thought my first time was supposed to hurt, but it didn’t. I only wanted more. I *needed* more than just fingers.
I climbed the cliff… I was almost there before I crashed with my first orgasm… I spasmed around his fingers…. But the heat made me hunger for my mate. This didn’t count… It has to be sex to seal the bond.
“I want you in me.” I said between breaths. I panted while he toyed with me… The King was greedy, taking the opportunity to bite my mark again. “Oh!” I said as he entered me….
He filled me completely, ramming into me. He was so big that even after 4 fingers, I could still feel myself stretch ever so slightly. That was all I needed too.
I came again, but there was more in store for me. I pulsed again.
“You feel so *fucking good*.” He growled. It was wild, like I’d let a lion out a cage.
My mate grabbed my sides, and roughly pulled me to him, so that now we were sitting upright. I was in his lap, and he bounced me on his cock. It was amazing…. He felt like a stallion… The king was in peak condition, seemingly holding himself back for my sake.
Each bounce, my button was bumped…. Each bounce made me climb likely the biggest cliff I’d ever climbed… Nothing could compare to the sparks every touch… Every tingle…
“Harder.” I said holding onto his shoulders. I dug into them with my fingernails, but I couldn’t mar his skin. It only made him hiss in pleasure…
He didn’t speak, he only obliged. His eyes were red with his wolf… All werewolves have one. He was the beast at the moment, but I liked it….
Maybe I was already a bicorn, and I didn’t know it?
He still bit my neck, putting my ankles on his shoulders…. He didn’t even slow down when he did it.
“Fuck.” He said letting go. “You’re so tight.”
I couldn’t even think of anything to say, I just hummed a moan in response….
He went harder still, leaning back while his mouth was open, and his eyes were strained shut.
“Faster.” I moaned…. Everyone heard that I know they did, but I didn’t care. “Oh my god.” I hummed…
“I don’t want to hurt you.” He grunted.
“You won’t.” I protested. I was made to be bred by this man… He *can’t*.
“If it’s what you want.” He said leaning forward, slamming me on my back.