Chapter 8

Samira
My ankles were still over his shoulders, but now my hands gripped the sheets. He pounded into me, each time his body hit my button… each time I got closer. I felt like I was being ridden…. Each push I felt I was getting close; each pull my body demanded him back. I was so tight that I could almost feel suction as he mated me.
He bit me again snarling as he did so. It made me cum again, sparking me to scream…. I shamelessly let the castle know that their king was capable. It wasn’t my intention, but it was what he needed… He rammed into me even harder, and more erratically. He thrusted into me with a firm pulse. He came in me, and we panted there a second.
“Are you alright?” He asked on huffed breath.
I was ruby red as I blushed… “I’m fine… but I know everyone heard.” I admitted.
“No they didn’t. The curtains on the bed- well shit… I didn’t close them.” He said pulling out of me, releasing two ropes before he was done…Those landed on my stomach. I bled a little on the sheets, and he kissed me on the forehead. “Sorry.”
“I didn’t feel any discomfort…. But… I am really dirty now.” I said sheepishly.
It was now his turn to blush. “Let’s go…. I have a jetted tub if you want to soak after a shower….” Tyson smiled.
“That sounds amazing.” I wabbled when I got up… My legs had never been hiked up like that before and he chuckled at me.
He carried me, and inside it looked like a bathhouse…
I was placed gently on the floor after he opened the door with his foot. It was grand, probably twice the size of any normal room made for a human, as he was enormous. The tub and shower were separate, as was the toilet. There was a separate door so that you couldn’t even see it… yet there was also a small set of shelves behind a his and her sink for towels and soaps.
The tile walls in here were white granite, and all the fittings were glass… The floor here was still black marble, polished so well that it shined.
The shower had a rain feature, since the showerhead was about 13 feet in the air, being at least 2 feet around. The tub was about 4 feet deep and solid white granite. There was no shortage of brass accents in here, so that it basically looked like gold.
He also grew taller.
“… I’m glad you didn’t take me like that.” I giggled.
“One day we might.” He said huskily. I blushed a little…
The water filled up incredibly fast, as the faucet was as comically large as the deep pool. It was maybe 4 feet deep, and at least 8 feet around. It was also accented with gold polished brass.
I hopped in the shower with him before we soaked. I didn’t want to dirty the water to put it politely, and he followed silently.
I could see why they basically had a pool in here, since he had to be at least seven feet tall… just… That doesn’t happen, even in the supernatural world. Most are tall, in the 6’5 range… but that was his *small* height. “How big are you?” I asked as he had the water on boiling hot!
I yelped.
“Shit! Sorry!” He checked to see if I was alright.
“I’m fine.” I soothed him. It seemed now his worry was that he’d harm me. He didn’t, but I assume with a title of the Charred One, he’d have no issue with keeping the water past the H on the faucet…
“My wolf form is about 8 or 9 feet tall? I never measured. My human height is 7’5, 395 pounds. I only know that because I made a bet with my identical brother… We even weighed the same that day, but I usually run a few pounds heavier.”
“Sun’s Light Tyson, you’re a billboard!” I yelled and he Laughed at me.
“I’m not *that* big!” He said as if he wasn’t.
“I’ve never seen anyone as tall as you besides your family. They don’t count either! You’re a flip-flappin basketball player.” I laughed with him.
“I actually hate sports too. The irony.” He said pulling me close to him. I went to his lower chest… I was an ant, but I don’t think I ever felt safer…. “I can’t wait to grow with you, pun intended.”
He leaned down and kissed my frizzy hair… I needed to undo this braid…
“I can’t wait to grow with you as well. You’re already all I could ever want…” I admitted.
“I’m glad you stopped running too little rabbit. It took everything I had not to shift.” He joked lightly.
“Your wolf must have really given you a hard time.” I smiled.
“I *am* the wolf.” he stated undoing my braid for me…. “I was born the wolf; there is no human side. The others are born in flesh to think as the mortals do… I am the beast, the monster… the demon those who carry the X of sin on their souls fear.” He growled a little. It knocked the soap off the shelf.
“You’re also too loud.” I said playfully. He squeezed my butt when I bent down to get the shampoo bottles. I yelped, and he grinned, knowing that he was being cheeky.


Tyson
I turned off the shower, but the tub water still steamed. Next was a bit of a soak… I didn’t mean to fold her in half like that. She was shy about it, but her submissiveness made me want to take her again…
“Is the water too hot?” I asked gently. She smiled, putting her hand in. This water could be literally boiling, and it would just feel nice for me… I’ll have to be more mindful.
/Your majesty, there’s been an incident./ Linked Jabari, the hyena shifter. His mate was the captain of the Royal Guard, Shakira of the Iron Fang. I hated that he decided to do this *right now* but as King, I should expect interruption….
/Give me a minute./ I linked back.
Linking was something all werewolves could do, even Omegas. The telepathic links were a gift from my grandmother, the Moon Goddess Lulliba. She thought it good that we could communicate without speaking.
“It’s perfect your highness.” Samira got in, and held my hand for balance. Her voice was gentle as a dove’s and her skin twice as soft…
Her hair went to her knees as she began to brush it, but I was distracted by her breasts…. They were wet and perky... and pretty large for her small frame…I Don’t know *what* size, but even as my true height… they were a generous handful. It made me pull her closer to me.
“My lord?” She questioned.
“Had I not already tasted your soft skin, I would have devoured you here and now agian.” I said kissing her with all the restraint I had. I could keep going; I knew she couldn’t. As it was, I was already a little rough on her since I had to fight my instincts…