Book 3: Chapter 14
*Mature*
Tiffany
“I thank you all for coming, but it is nearly dawn. I must retire.” I said with a curtsy.
“Go see your husband. I know by now he should be awake.” Said Lord Gulteer. He hugged me as if I were his child. “I have lost quite a few children. Some were weak, others culled by the church, but nothing is as joyous as gaining a child.”
“Aye.” I blushed. He petted my head and let go….
I nearly skipped to the elevator, going straight to the bedroom, taking off my dress carefully. The train was already folded, and I put the dress in there with it to be serviced. I took a shower.
The bathroom in here was a slightly lighter gray than the rest of the castle…. I could tell a lot of carving and detail went into making it softer looking. The stone was smooth and polished, and every grouted edge looked to be rounded at the points, instead of leaving it sharp.
The tub was probably big enough to fit 4 people, and had clawed lion feet. It was marble by the looks of it, but the shower was separate. It had a rain faucet above my head, and glass doors. There wasn’t a shower curtain, because once I turned on the water, the glass instantly became frosted…That was magic.
The hot water had to be heated with magic as well, since the castle was all stone and this was the 30th floor. Regardless, I was happy that it was nearly scolding. That was the way I liked it. It gave me time to think.
So much was expected of me now… I was hoping to just be the wife of a high-ranking witch, not run a whole coven with him… I know other coven members would come with us to establish the size of it, and I may have to contend with any local ones that could have taken residence there….
A soft growl interrupted me, along with hands snaking around my waist. I was turned around so I could see him… Zayde’s eyes were half cast down on me before he closed them. He used a single finger to tilt my head up, so he could lean down. He was warm, and the hot water tingled on my skin as our lips danced in the steam… His tongue darted in my mouth, and I hummed in contentment.
“Mate.” He said softly. “My little mate, your body holds worry for likely the future, when instead, it should worry of the homage I must pay to it.”
“Zayde, I-” I was cut off.
“Shh… relax. Everything will be fine.” He said nipping my neck. He sucked on it, grazing fangs on my skin ever so slightly. I arched my back as he massaged a breast, feeling him poke me with his member. I couldn’t hold back my urge to touch it. I grabbed hold of it, and stroked it.
He put two fingers in my folds, massaging my button before entering them inside me.
“Oh.” I moaned.
This time... the tingling sparks took me to another level… He was my mate now… now it felt 100-fold better. I could feel the involuntary contractions of my core… it demanded his cock. It throbbed in my hand, pulsing to enter.
All the while the water rained on us, leaving little trails. I was pinned to the warm wall, while he growled. He lifted one of my legs, and added a finger. It was clamped around them, waiting to be entered, wanting to be mated by my mate… I let go of his cock so I could put my arms around his neck for stability. He was so strong... Every muscle that flexed under his skin was firm as iron.
“Take me.” I mumbled.
“Not yet.” He smiled.
He no longer touched my button, but he rammed three fingers inside me vigorously…. I was so wet, that I dripped. It went down the drain as I was pressed against the stone, I threw my head back, feeling him run his cock from my button to my entrance and he roughly put it in me. It made me quiver with the shock of this sensation…. It felt like the first time, only pure pleasure…
“Yes.” I said feeling him stretch my insides.
He was slow, savoring every inch of my core… snarling while I silently ‘ohed’, not wanting to make too much noise… He was so big, that without doing anything yet, his head firmly touched the back of my entrance.
He hissed in pleasure as well, putting both my legs in the air, pinning me… and kissing me roughly. He pumped into me as hard as he did with his fingers, and I dug my nails into his shoulders.
“I will *try* to be gentle.” He whispered in my ear. The growl of his words knocked shampoo off the counters….
“I want you to take me how you want it.” I panted.
He chuckled in my ear, bucking, ramming me once. It sent sparks up my spine, and my body reacted for me, contracting, getting tight around him to encourage more of it.
“Oh my gods.” I said with a gasp.
“If that’s how you want it, I’ll be more than happy to oblige.” He snarled.
Zayde rammed into me again, but this time he didn’t stop. He was rough and fast, nothing like the first time. Then I could tell he tried to be gentle still, but shifting so soon made him more the animal than I thought he would be… I was practically folded in half with his strength….
I screamed in the throw of ecstasy, arching my neck from the desire to be bit…. I had my head tilted to the side as an invitation, and he sucked the crook of my neck. Being held so firmly, and mated so forcefully made me claw the back of his neck with my fingernails.
“Fuck. You’re so tight.” He snarled, keeping a steady pace. The slaps of us could probably be heard two floors down, but I didn’t care.
“Harder!” I screamed.
It felt like I was riding a galloping horse about to jump over a canyon…. I moaned as clawed hands held my waist so he could go harder. He had his eyes strained tight, showing his teeth, letting me see his fangs grow.
“I want to mark you again.” He growled. It didn’t sound like any I’d heard before; I knew it held no meaning.
“Mark me.” I panted.
Zayde grunted as he went faster, getting close. So was I. All I needed was a little push, that something extra…He bit into the crook of my neck, and it was what I needed to fly over the canyon. I came with the release of hormones, and seeing glimpses of our past…
He’d marked me back then too, and now I tried my hardest to mark him back. He pulsed inside me from my bite. His pulses were strong and firm as he completely filled me. Zayde didn’t hold back. He bit me firmly and came inside me until his cock slid out of me…
We both stayed in this position a little longer, catching our breath…
“I love you little mate.” He smiled. “I feel like a whole man now.”
“I feel whole too…” I said resting my head on his chest. He slowly let my feet touch the bottom of the shower, and we washed each other. I knew he could still keep going… He relaxed for my sake. I wished I could keep up, but this body was tired.
“Let’s get some sleep after this, and when we get up, I’ll take you to dinner.” He said massaging my neck.
“That sounds nice… I’m glad you chose to pursue me….” I mumbled. We washed each other’s backs, and he summoned a brush to get my hair. It was admittedly a little tangled from being pinned…
“Naturally. The girls mourned us, but they’re strong… I couldn’t stay in that house, nor sleep in that bed, nor hold all the memories of you…knowing you’d be back, and in the arms of another if not mine…” he hissed. “You weren’t my mate then, but you are now… I still can’t believe we were rewarded like this.”
I just held him in the shower. Bonds are not *given* like this… but I was grateful…
I had a true vision this time…
It was a memory of us on the beach…
“I wish you were my mate you know.” Said Stanley.
“You don’t have to be my mate for me to love you silly.” I smiled… I was pregnant with our first child….
“I vow no matter what, I will be your sword my wife… This life, the next, and forever more so long as you let me.” He smiled.
“Gods you’re so sentimental; watch the damn sunset!” I giggled, kissing him on the cheek.
I smiled at that memory… The single tear I shed in happiness was hidden by the water and steam of the shower.
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