Little Star

Peyton:

Snarling out in euphoric bliss as her velvety walls wrapped tightly around my swollen mass, stroking every nerve as my hips pulled back, thrusting back into her depths as our bodies exploded in delirious ecstasy. Stroking her silky lips with my tongue as our fingers traced and fondled every inch of muscle and flesh, forgetting our pasts with each tantalizing trust and buck as our worlds collapsed around us in a feverish explosion of pure passionate bliss.

“P-PEYTON!” Her breathy scream hurtled me out into the stary heavens as her quivering walls sucked me back to earth in an earth-shattering explosion of white heat. Grabbing her left wrist, sinking my teeth into her sweet flesh as her teeth clamped down on my straining wrist, thrusting us back into a spiraling avalanche of blazing ecstasy as our worlds imploded in erotic bliss.

“Jesus! Woman.” Panting heavily against her neck as we drifted back down from our euphoric bliss, kissing her wrist with a soft lick to seal her healing mark of a Black Bear and silver moon. Kissing her cheek, sliding from her warmth with a protesting pout as her lips sealed her mark on my wrist. Pulling her into my chest as the shadows danced across the room in a tranquil dance of stary light.

“I think my balls fell off.” Dax laughed happily from the shadows as we cuddled up against our mate in a sated numbness, grabbing the duvet with my free hand as she snuggled down into a relaxed position.

“You okay?” Stroking her silky locks behind her ear, kissing her temple as she traced her mating mark with a soft smile.

“I’m fabulous.” Smiling at the lopsided grin plastered across her swollen lips, something else was going on inside that pretty little head of hers.

“A penny for your thoughts?” Rubbing her forearm, lacing our fingers together as we laid quietly staring out the open balcony doors into the stary night sky.

“Is Dax okay? I mean, obviously, you survived that night.” She trailed off with a shaky breath as Dax shifted uncomfortably in the shadows.

“He’s still with us, just restricted at the moment until I complete my training and punishment.” Pressing a gentle kiss to her quivering lips as her blues misted over in happy excitement, nodding her head fighting the tears that threatened to break free.

“No worries Little Star, I’m not going anywhere, especially now with this precious gift waiting to grace us with its spunky existence.” Dax stroked her cheek with a gentle finger, sliding his hand down over her stomach with a growling purr, nuzzling his nose in her trembling neck.

“I-I’m so sorry Dax!” Her body flipped over so quickly Dax jerked back in shock as her trembling arms wrapped around his neck, his hands scooping her into his chest as her sobs clenched our heart tightly in a painful reminder.

“Hey. Hey, Little Star, no tears beautiful. It’s in the past now. You did what you had to at the time, even though my human was a complete scumbag, but it was the kick-in-the-ass he needed to realize what he yearned for all his life.”

“I deserve that.” Watching her raven locks sway with her shaking head as she wiped at her tears, gazing into our soul with those beautiful smokey blues with small flecks of crimson.

“He deserved it, not you, that’s why it hurts so bad. I assumed the beast was just as bad as the human, but you were so sweet and loving in your final moments.” Dax gulped the tight lump in our throat as he looked at me for some guidance in the shadows.

“Give me back control.”

Shifting my back against the headboard as her trembling arms clung to my neck like a lifeline, stroking her silky hair, holding her tightly to my chest as I steadied my breathing to not add to her steady streams of tears.

“Bailey, I deserved what you did and your right, Dax didn’t deserve it, but I was foolish, controlled by monstrous thoughts indoctrinated on me from a very young age. I was four years old when my mother disappeared from my life, raised to believe she had died during childbirth. Haunted with fading images of her smiling face playing hide-n-seek or reading ‘Goldilocks and the Three Bears’ at night, forced to suppress any emotional ties to happiness in fear that my father would hand complete control over to my heartless brother, who didn’t have the chance to imprint with his mother.”

“Now that’s a monster!” She shot up from my embrace with a fiery glint in her swirling blues as the flickering red flecks glowed angrily against the dancing shadows.

“Yes, I agree. I still had a small sliver of humanity in my heart, but Bain was the perfect monster eating every word our father and uncle fed him like it was a drug. I’m surprised I was able to talk him down the night of the bonfire. He was adamant about plucking her flower, but I negotiated with him to do what we did because something didn’t seem right after we had bitten her. Later, when Helmer enlisted my help, he disclosed to me that we had awakened her powers by biting her.” Lacing our fingers together, feeling the swirling rage in our link as her eyes darted over the bed in thought.

“You still violated her.” Shaking my head in shame.

“I know, and I’m prepared for my punishment, but something happened that night at your house. After Helmer snapped my neck and set the place ablaze, a woman and a man came to me in the darkness. Elicia’s parents. I swear I was looking at an older version of her, and her father, talk about the heebie-jeebies. I got a solid tongue lashing from both, but they reassured me that everything leading up to that moment was foreseen and my life would change for the better.”

“A second chance.” Her words whispered out over the dancing shadows, sending a jolting shock through my system as her fingers curled around mine in a light squeeze.

“Yes, and when I woke up in the secured medical cells here, another shock to the system because I didn’t know where you were; if you were okay, or…if something bad had happened. Then my mother walked back into my life with even more bombshells. I have a step-dad now, Rocko, and Sir Max is my uncle, but what set my mind at ease was hearing you were okay. I made a silent promise to myself to prove my worth to you and prayed to the Gods that you found the compassion to forgive me, even if you still refused to give me another chance.” Kissing her knuckles as she sat silently staring at me with those brilliant blues.

“I renounced any claim to the DeLois name because it will die with the three men still bound in the arena awaiting their final punishments.” Looking over at the soft white glow of the clock.

“Which will happen after breakfast in five hours, so how about we get some sleep because this little one needs to rest. After that, we are on our way to Norway, to our own house, and I plan on worshipping every inch of this fine ass body in every inch of ‘our’ house. Okay, Little Star?” Kissing her soft lips with a tilted grin as a fiery glint flashed across her eyes, perking a curious brow at the mischievous expression painted on her beautiful face.

Shoved back with firm palms, chuckling at the sudden shift in mood as my hands snapped up to the headboard bound by the all-to-familiar tingling sensation.

“Fucking Witches.” Chuckling out with Dax as her gorgeous curves crawled over my tensed muscles, licking my lips playfully as her fingers walked down my chest, circling my belly button as her soft hands rubbed out over my hips.

“I prefer the butcher block, but this is a close runner-up.” She laughed softly, pressing her hips up with her palms flat against my hips, brushing her heated core against my rock-hard shaft with a mewling moan.

“Take what you need Little Star.”

“I plan on it handsome.” Groaning out a ragged breath as her velvety warmth slid slowly down my thumping erection, resisting the urge to thrust the remaining distance as she lowered herself into position.

“Fuck me.” Stunned stupid as her stomach muscles clenched under the soft illumination of the stary backdrop.

“Handsome, I won’t be fucking you, but I will make sweet, sweet love to you.” Mind-fucked into oblivion as she reversed the roles on me, rolling her hips in a slow-motion, rubbing her swollen clit against my pelvis as her sweet nectar drenched my thighs.

Bending my knees for her to anchor against as her back arched backward with each thrust of her hips, grunting through clenched teeth as her breathless moans disappeared into the shadowy ceiling with my strangled groans of pure bliss. Unable to resist this marvelous creature, thrusting into her quivering depths causing her breathless moans to pitch into tantalizing moaning screams.

“Little Star, I-I…Oh, God!” Pressing my head back against the headboard as her slick walls convulsed around my throbbing cock, thrusting wildly into her depths as her perky breasts bounced and swayed with her jolting movements before we both shattered to pieces in a blinding whirlwind of static euphoria.

“OH, GOD! PEYTON!” Those words sucked the very soul from me as her crying screams of ecstasy launched me straight out of the stratosphere, tripping over the moon before falling back to earth catching her trembling body as we laid crumpled together in a panting heap of sweaty flesh.

“Guess what I’m wearing? The smile you gave me.” Kissing her forehead, chuckling at the corny pick-up line as her soft hand slapped my chest playfully in soft laughter.

Hugging her into my panting chest slick with a delicious layer of sweat.

“Can I borrow a kiss? I promise I’ll give it back.” Laughing at her witty comeback, stealing a kiss from me as she nuzzled into my chest, pulling the duvet over us as my arms wrapped around her in a gentle embrace.

“Thank you.” Running my palms over her smooth skin, imprinting every curve and indent to memory looking down into those soulful smokey blues peering up at me with her cute chin resting against my pectoral muscle.

“You’re Welcome. Don’t fuck it up because now you have more to lose, and not to mention scarier beasts that will not hesitate to crack a skull.” Laughing nervously at that last remark because it was true.

“That I can promise.” Placing the gentlest of kisses to those plump lips, nuzzling down into the soft pillows with my precious mate and unborn cub as sleep washed over me in a delightful embrace.