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“Oh, fuck yes.” I devour the sight of Ruby. I crave her pleasure. I relish how everyone can see it, too.
My breath thins, my thighs shaking. My cock swells even more. I can’t hold it back. I’m a fucking animal.
“Open your mouth,” I rasp, and Ruby obeys, ripples of her orgasm still shaking her shoulders while she pulls back and obediently opens her mouth, extending her tongue.
“Oh, fuck yes. Good girl,” I snarl, jerking my length slick with her spit. In two fast tugs, I grunt, I explode, painting her tongue, and shooting over her chin. I fist her hair, yanking her up fast so I can come on her tits, her pinched nipples, aroused and full of blood.
They drive me insane.
The fire in my veins won’t stop.
It goes on and on for her.
This erotic christening gets me off.
“Fuck yes.” I spurt again, watching my creamy ropes splatter her beautiful breasts. “I’ll cover you in my cum tonight.”
Ruby moans, arching her back for more, and I milk my cock, watching my open slit spurt every last drop, my breath huffing until I’m spent as Sire pulls away.
God, what a beautiful sight.
Ruby’s lifting her chin. It’s dripping with my cum. It’s trickling over her collar, my thick creamy drops falling from her nipples, too.
My Wildfire.
Never during an initiation have I felt such pride, such love.
Yes, it’s primal urges, kinky play, and raw sex. It’s carnal beyond our wildest dreams, because it conjures the animal in us. The bonds. The attachment. The connections. It’s in our nature.
Forever, Ruby will be mine. I’ll die trusting it.
But after tonight, nature will nurture her bonds with my brothers, too.
Like me, they’ll protect her because I know.
No, I fear … she’ll need it.
Smoothing her hair, I gently order her, “Now turn around and show them how you’re my queen.”
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
RUBY
I’ve never been soproud, kneeling before a crowd. My nipples ache, pinched in clamps hanging from Axel’s collar around my neck. My lips, chin, and breasts drip with his masculine claim. My exposed sex weeps, waiting for him. My toying ass is ready to receive him, too.
Axel’s dominance is the penultimate drug.
I’m euphoric.
I’m his.
He walks to the side of the platform where Sire knelt.
Where Sire tickled, tugged, and tortured my swollen nipples with his expert fingers, sending luscious shocks through my core, his touch and Axel’s filthy praise making me orgasm without a touch to my clit.
God, Sire’s just like his brother, a natural Dom, and the fact that I felt it, know it,trust it…
That taboo thrills me even more.