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Hold Me Tight

W e were finally together.

My soul whole once more.

My heart complete.

And I was not the only one who felt this way. Because Jared wasted no time in framing my face with his hands before tipping my head back and kissing me. I felt myself melt into him, it was like coming home and back to the heart of myself.

The passionate reunion had me quickly breathless in his hold. And it wasn’t just down to the heat of our hunger or desire, but it was knowing that we had finally found each other again.

Our lips moved in flawless sync, like some age-old dance we had been born to know the moves to.

That perfect fit, as if no other kiss in the world had the same power over us.

The way we tasted each other and deepened the kiss, to the point that all else around us simply faded away.

The whole world could have been burning and we wouldn’t have known it.

The moment I tightened my hold on him, I felt myself being gripped by the waist and he lifted me up to the right height.

My legs instantly wrapped around him. This was his cue to start walking with me toward his tent, and I vaguely heard the others around us comment with chuckles.

But I just didn’t have it in me to care because I just needed to feel him once more.

I needed his touch, his caress, his tender words of love to erase all the lies and fake memories Garmr had planted.

I needed all of him.

The entrance flap to the tent slapped back in his haste to get me alone, the sound barely penetrating my mind.

I wished it was a fortress around us rather than thin strips of fabric, because I wanted to keep everyone and everything out.

Our responsibilities, the impending battle, the dire end of the world, along with our fate to stop it.

I just wanted to lock it all out and throw away the key.

“Too… many… clothes,” I told him between kisses, making him groan in my mouth before telling me,

“I couldn’t agree more!” he said, prompting me to place my feet on the tent floor as he lowered me down.

Immediately, we began trying to tear the material off one another, with the kind of desperation in our actions that spoke of this building need that never went away. Of course, he was far more successful at it than I was, thanks to having claws he could call at will.

“Well, that’s unfair,” I told him in a teasing tone, making him grin and holy shit how I had missed it. Missed that devastatingly handsome smile that just seemed to transform his face into something beautiful. That tugged at my soul every time I saw it.

Then he reached up and pulled off his shirt and by the gods, I couldn’t help but utter my thoughts.

“Gods, you’re breathtaking.”

He actually seemed to blush a little. But then I was in his arms again, this time I felt him holding me still as he gently dragged a claw down my back.

Doing so just enough to tear into whatever outfit my summoning powers had created for me.

This was so he could then peal it fully from my body, as if it was emerging from an evil cocoon.

Until soon, all I needed to do was kick off my boots and drag the pants down my legs before I was completely naked before him.

His eyes hungrily drank in the sight of me, and I let my fingertips trail down his muscular chest and abs before tugging at the waistband of his pants. Then I gripped them tight and yanked him closer, growling at him,

“Take these off, HellBeast.”

His eyes started to glow molten silver as his desire for me burned brighter. He leaned closer to me, yanked at the fastening, and growled in return,

“As my HellBeast Queen commands.”

I grinned and said, “Yeah, she fucking does.”

Then I started to lower to my knees, taking with me his pants and making him groan at the sight of me on the floor before him. Of course, he wasn’t wearing underwear, so this freed his cock and put it level with my eager and awaiting mouth.

I took no time at all before I was taking it in hand and guiding it to my lips to kiss.

At the first feel of my touch at the tip, he closed his eyes and let his head fall back.

Groaning again as I rubbed the beads of his precum across my mouth.

Then I looked up, purposely letting him watch as I made a show of licking his seed from my lips.

Again, the sight made his eyes glow brighter, before his hand tangled in my hair, holding me captive in his grip.

With me locked to his grasp, he kicked his boots and pants free of his ankles.

After which he leaned down close enough to my face so that he could growl over my lips,

“Give me this mouth, it is mine!” Then he kissed me, a deep and possessive show of him tasting himself from my lips. One that didn’t last long because he pulled me back and warned, “Now give me what I crave, woman, for I have waited far too long for this pleasure, one only you can give me.”

When he guided me back to his hard cock, I shocked him by instantly taking him deep and gagging myself on him.

His growl was a raw and guttural sound that only spurred me on more.

I quickened my action, alternating between taking him deep, keeping the tight suction around his girth, and swirling my tongue up and down his silky skin.

Each inch I tasted, sucked, and felt against my tongue only added to my own pleasure.

“Fuck!” he growled again before then hissing, “Gods, woman!”

My satisfied grin was one he felt for himself, but then I moaned around him, and it was the vibrations of my desire he felt too.

“Heaven… fucking Heaven in this Hell,” he said as I licked up from his balls all the way to the tip of his dripping cock. This before flicking my tongue on the head and then taking as much of him down my throat as I could.

“Alright, sweetheart, that’s enough or I will… fuck, Ella!” he managed to say, trying to pull me gently away from him, but I was having none of it!

I took him down again and again, no longer teasing him with alternating. No, I was just going for gold at this point and making it impossible for him to deny me.

“Ella, I am …Gods… I am…” At this point I paused long enough to look up at him and after licking up the length again, I told him,

“Please… please give it to me… let me taste you, swallow you down… please, my king.”

His will to do anything but that, snapped completely. His hand entwining itself in my hair before turning to a fist at the back of my head. The bite of pain only added to my hunger to have him and soaked my dripping core.

“Then it is all yours, my queen… only yours … so open those pretty lips for me, so as I may see you take it, so I can bathe this talented tongue of yours with my cum.”

These were the right words to say… I pumped my hand up and down his length, one soaked as a result of my gagging around him. My palm sliding easily along satin skin as I used my other hand on his balls. His face gritted with pleasure and it was fucking perfect!

Then once I had him exactly where I wanted him, I purposely held my mouth open wide, ready for him to watch like he wanted.

My tongue out just as I knew he would like it to be, and holy fuck, it was hot!

I pumped on his shaft, faster and faster, while keeping my eyes on him, watching the pleasure take hold.

Watching as it gripped him and kept him prisoner with the promise of euphoria.

“Fuck yes, that’s it… that’s it, baby, fuck…

FUCK!” He suddenly erupted, streams lashing across my tongue, my lips, and my cheek, as long jets of cum hit me.

My triumph was both the taste and sound of him as he roared to the ceiling, overcome in his fulfilment.

And it left little to the imagination as to what we were doing in here.

I just hoped like hell my other family members had the good sense to get my father far enough away from this tent. Or he would be scarred for life!

I was about to close my mouth and swallow when Jared stopped me.

“No, I want to see it… be a good girl and show me.”

Another thrill shot through me and straight to my core, making me shudder.

Because I wanted to be his good girl… always .

So, of course I did as I was told, showing him.

The groan that followed was worth it, as well as the dazed, almost drugged look in his eyes as he was near overcome with the pleasure I provided him.

“Good, now swallow for me,” he commanded, and with each new order came another wave of lust. After this he reached down and picked me up gently, with his hands tucked under my arms. Then once I was standing in front of him once more, he used his thumb to wipe my lips and my cheek.

Dragging the cum he found there back into my mouth, and each swipe he made, I sucked or licked at the pad of his thumb.

His eyes trailed every motion and once I was clean, he told me,

“Gods but you are so fucking perfect… Can’t wait to make you my wife.” This part was whispered down at me, after holding his forehead to mine once again.

“Fuck, but I need you… need to be inside you.”

Another ripple shuddered through me. Which was why I replied,

“Then take me… I am yours.”

He didn’t need any encouragement to have me, but if he did, then this was enough for him to suddenly lift me.

I emitted a surprised sound, one that only got louder as it turned into a gasp.

This after my legs wrapped around him, and he lowered me down onto his still hard cock.

I let my head fall back as I gripped his neck to anchor myself to him when he started to move me up and down his length.

The feel of him filling me so completely that he stole the words right out of my mouth, when telling me,

“I am home once more.”

“Yes!” I cried as he continued to bounce me up and down on his cock, each drag hitting nerves I didn’t think I had. So many sensations consuming me as my orgasm built at incredible speeds. Until all too soon or not soon enough, I was crying out my first release.

“Yes, yes, yes, Gods, fuck YES!”

He growled in reply, before he was walking me to the furs. However, when he lifted me from him completely, I couldn’t help but mewl in complaint.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart, I will be there again soon.” Then he lay me down but when he rolled me to my side, I couldn’t help but ask in panic,

“Where are you going?”

He chuckled before telling me,

“I like you needy for my cock.”

Then he climbed in behind me and put one arm under my neck, using the other to open my legs.

“Don’t worry, I am right here, right where I was born to be… where I always will be,” he told me, before thrusting up back inside me, fucking me from behind.

“Oh gods!” I shouted, making him growl right in my ear,

“The gods can’t have you… you are all mine, Ella!”

He started to move, this time using his other hand to collar my throat, holding me prisoner to his powerful thrusts. This position made me feel so owned, so consumed, so overpowered, that it only heightened my dark need for him to possess me completely.

Putting two fingers in my mouth, he pumped them in and out of my lips in sync with his cock plundering my pussy.

Which was why it didn’t take long before I was crying out another release.

His free hand alternated between gripping the inside of my thigh to hold me spread open and squeezing my breast. This before plucking at the nipple and twisting it.

Then his fingers stopped fucking my mouth, so he could hold the top of my hair.

His forearm against my head as he yanked my head to the side silently told me what was coming.

“Yes… yes… please, Jared, take my blood. Take all of me!” I pleaded freely and with wild abandonment.

“Gladly, my queen,” he growled, before I felt his painful bite as his fangs pierced my tender flesh.

It quickly morphed into the delicious pleasure I knew it would.

This combined with the squeezing of my breast, and the hammering of his hips, I was again screaming out my pleasure as it stole my breath.

The orgasm hit me so quickly it made me dizzy.

But then he wanted more, so he pulled his fangs from my neck long enough to tear into his own flesh at his forearm.

Of course, I didn’t need to ask why, and I reached up, holding his arm to my mouth before latching on.

His satisfied groan shuddered through me and I felt his growl vibrate from his chest at my back.

“Yes, that’s it, feed from me, claim me,” he praised, and my reply was to suck him down harder.

Another growl of pleasure and he did the same, resuming feeding from me while fucking me in earnest. Pistoning his hips up faster and faster, making me hold on to his forearm even tighter, digging my nails in, keeping his blood to my mouth.

Needless to say, it didn’t take long for us to find our final release at the same time.

However, my own cries were lost to the sound of Jared, who bellowed out his release.

“ELLA! FUCK, YES… YES, MY QUEEN!” he roared so loud it even shook the tent, making the fabric walls vibrate. As if he wanted the gods themselves to hear as he reclaimed me as his.

He panted behind me like some wild beast coming down from his high, and he wasn’t the only one.

I too had to catch my breath, and I barely registered as he sealed the break in my skin before healing his own.

Then while still keeping himself seated inside me, he gathered me in his arms once more and held me from behind.

“Gods, I missed you, words cannot express how much,” he told me, making me sigh back into him.

“You’re not the only one. I’m at a loss for the same words because I missed you just as much.”

His reply to this was to squeeze me tighter.

“I know we have much to discuss, but I would like to hold you for just a little longer before we are forced to face our reality,” he admitted, and the request made my heart melt, making me nod.

Because he was right.

Our reality was one none of us wanted to face right now.

Not when we both knew what…

Uncertain fate faced us.