Using the King
WRATH: -Fucking hell. She was killing me, and the scent of her arousal did nothing to keep me from jumping her and stripping every inch of clothing from that soft skin of hers. Only a few months into her pregnancy and already her sexual appetite was hard to keep up with, even with my stamina. With a plan to leave the mansion behind for just a night slowly approaching I was doing everything to keep her at arms length simply so I wouldn’t be worn down to a wet noodle before the time came. So instead of pulling her higher on my chest and getting to work on her desire it took everything in me to retrieve the hardcase my wraparounds were in and pull them into place. My callused hands feeling against the swell of her midsection before buttoning my leathers and retreating with George at the lead to the mountains of scrolls and emails that awaited me in my study.-
BETH: -The yawn from Beth felt inhuman as she stretched out every muscle. But she was so rested having slept nearly 10 hours, unheard of for her. She tested the sickness, throwing her legs over the side of the bed and sat for a minute or two, when the world didn’t shift beneath her, or her belly rolling, she grinned and hopped down the platform doing the necessary bathroom pit-stop and took a leisurely shower, giving a glance in the full length mirror at her growing belly, Junior was growing nicely, and right on schedule according to Manny. Beth didn’t know how she would have coped being pregnant for 16 months as was the norm for vampires, nope,not for the queen, she would be full term in just a few months, and wasn’t she happy as a clam to meet their baby. On the way down to Wrath’s study, Beth stopped to talk with Bella in the corridor, had a cuddle with Nalla, then popped her head around Marissa’s door to say hi, making sure to call in to check on Layla and to have a doggen take the pregnant chosen her favorite ice cream. All the while Beth had Wrath on her mind, and when she saw him behind his desk sat on his throne grimacing at something Fritz was transcribing to him… maaan… the desire as always hit her as if one of V’s beloved Red Sox’ pitchers had got her square in the face with a ball. George’s tail thumped, but he stayed at his master’s side- Hi, my baby boy -Beth got down to the dogs level giving both of his ears a nicely scratch which her furry baby adored- Hey, Fritz, can you take my baby here for a walk for a while? “oh, yes, Mistress, of course. Come, master George, we shall take our leave” -The look on her mans face told Beth he knew exactly why she was clearing out his study, she smiled slowly rounding his desk. She didn’t mind being low down on the list when it came to who got Wrath’s attention the most, there was so much work to be done it was a necessity, but right now, for this hour, she had decided he was hers- Now we can do this the easy way, or the hard way -Beth joked, her tone light and carefree as she perched onto her hellren’s legs, both hands cupping his hard face. Man, he was beautiful, all his hard sculpted lines and that mouth… she was already lost in love with him when she kissed that mouth and purred- What’s it to be, Wrath?
WRATH: -Before she even stepped foot inside the study I knew exactly what she was coming after. Me. Canines punched into the inside of my bottom lip straining for release as my cock throbbed to life immediately. No matter the days and nights that passed she still and always would have that effect on me. Her scent alone my own personal aphrodisiac that could keep me pumped for hours on end. Fritz was quick to the program taking George on the requested hike giving her exactly what she wanted. Locking the doors to the study with only a thought as rough hands rounded onto the exquisite globes of her rear. Even with the considerable change in her midsection she still still fit against me effortlessly. Unable to resist the lure of her lips only inches from my tongue I took what my taste slow yet deliberately leaving her panting in my lap for more. She came here to perch on my lap and make her demands and I was the only one who could meet them, ever.- You tell me…. Leelan. -Even with Jane and Beth assuring me no harm would come to the young during sex I’d take my time with her, easing her body to accept me until I was more than certain she would only feel the pleasure I gave her, never once did I allow my harsher side come to life and fall into the animalistic taking her raw and fast. But she was making it difficult with her little purrs.- You need to slow down before I take you here. -Vicious minx she was didn’t help when she pulled my face back to hers punching her fangs into the inside of my lip drawing blood and sweeping her tongue in to consume every drop she brought forth. Hips drilled upwards of their own accord not allowing me a single thought other than to listen to the demand my cock was giving to get inside of her and now. My growl was low as I pulled my lips from her with the strain of my control teetering to non existent.- Last warning, you’ll have, Elizabeth…
BETH: So scary you are, baby -Beth only laughed and took another nip on Wrath’s bottom lip, tugging it with delight into her mouth, while at the same time her hands with much skill and practice had unbuttoned his leather pants. When he began to talk again, she pushed their mouths together, sweeping inside for a longer deeper taste, almost losing the power to breath. Too long, it had been too long since she’d had him, she was likely to murder someone if they dared come to the study door. Acting like she’d had lessons from a ninja turtle, Beth freed Wrath’s length into her waiting hands, purring it took not even a second to take him where she wanted him… ached… oh jesus yeahhhhhhh- I got this, Wrath… you just stay… jesus..yeah stay there -he was pushed all the way inside her. She had no room for the pushing, but whaddaya know, Wrath’s hands got in on the play, cupping her butt and lifted her on and off him. A shift and a tilt and she rode her man, the pleasure growing.. her fangs aching. Man, they needed this time, only if it was a short time, they needed it..-
WRATH: -A silk vise had a hold of me as I drove deeper, harder, faster. That's the only thing that could describe how she felt riding my cock.- I'll show you scary, Leelan. -Each word was driven home with a rotating power driving thrust into her core. Fuuuuuck she felt so good on me. Fangs throbbed to be buried to the hilt just like my length. How I kept from answering the call my canines made was beyond me. Pulling each moan from her throat in a deep kiss that continued on and in. Anchoring her chest to mine with an arm braced against her back as I forced her hips on with my urging hand. Her moans vibrating against my throat to keep going and never stop until...... My grunts as she tightened her already strong hold on my cock through her orgasm didn't help me from losing my own with her. Relentlessly my hips continued strumming her body through each twitch it gave me. My bonding scent clouded the room in a haze to cover her and fill her every pore so no one could ever question who she belonged to. Nails dug into my biceps to keep ahold as I lifted us both to drop her on top of my cluttered desk. Lips dropping to her throat leaving a wet path until I found the lobe of her ear. Rearing back my hips to deliver earth shattering punches with my throbbing cock inside her.- you asked for this, Leelan..
BETH: -With all the will in the world Beth could not have stopped their sex, nor did she want to. She leaned back, braced her hands and felt Wrath’s fingers slid up under her skirt to grip her thighs and ---- jesus. He penetrated like he did everything in life. With complete conviction, she always died right there in his study, the pleasure so damn acute she easily forgot her own name- I asked… now gimme it, Wrath -There was no point trying to move, to sync their hips, Wrath was all the way there in charge, somewhere along the line her seduction had tripped over into his possession and didn’t she just moan loving it. Once...twice..and another thrust and she splintered in half, an orgasm robbing Beth of all logical thoughts. When she resurfaced, she tugged on his thick black hair, brought his smirking lips down to hers and took them, kissing her man with every last bit of love she felt for him. Bossy, overpowering, stubborn and hers. Man, she loved him, loved watching his face, so rugged and relaxed and in the moment. A moment that wouldn’t last long before real life invaded again and Wrath would need to get back to the emails. But right now… her hips lifted, got the friction going again.. right now he was all hers-
WRATH: -She was an angel sent to me from some deity that thought more of me than I did of myself. With her hips urging me to continue until there was nothing left of me. My palms released their stronghold on her thighs to grasp her face instead to allow me to feel what my eyes denied me, the beauty that was my Shellan. My hips no longer in the desperate search to ease the throbbing pain in my cock, I reluctantly slowed my assault. Elbows pressed against her shoulders to keep her ass from sliding further up my desk, forearms braced against it’s surface and hands lanced with hers.- What is it you want, Leelan…. -Too close to exploding, I knew any second I wouldn’t be able to hold anything back and fill her tight sheath. But I needed the words, I wanted to hear her utter them in a soft plea. Until that point…- Tell me… -Releasing the grasp of her palm to reach where our bodies connected between her skirt that now rode high on her hips, my thumb pressed against her nub of nerves swollen with need, pinching and rubbing until she was panting heavily against my throat.- Ask for it, tell me…
BETH: -How could she ask for something he was already giving her. Besides, Beth didn't think she could breath right then, she came hard, straight up bowed beneath the vampire king and cried his name, every last syllable bouncing from the walls, and her baby belly pressing into the hard planes of Wrath's chest still covered with the black wifebeater shirt, so desperate the Queen she hadn't taken the time to undress him or herself. Her inner walls clasped tight, working him, urging him to go further even while her body was completely utterly relaxed with her pleasure. She followed the lines on his face, kissed every inch, until her fangs reached his throat... Beth's smiled turned wicked, there was one sure fire way of making Wrath lose his mind and she dived right in, sinking her teeth into his neck, feeling the vein give and the heady taste of his blood fill her mouth pushing up at the same time so both of them rose, with her ass perched on the desks edge and Wrath still working in and out deeper each time.. it was passion in its raw form, her hormones had taken her mans cock hostage, and funny thing was, while Wrath worried himself sick over her getting through the pregnancy, she chuckled to herself, as her man fucked her good and properly as a bonded male did, Beth wondered if her Wrath would make it to the end game if she kept using him this way... the desire stirred, and she fed deeper with longer pulls, moaning the whole time, hands holding tight to his back, loving the flex and roll of his muscles. Her lips dislodged from the bite mark, head tipped back as she moaned, the ride inside her was exquisite. Beth knew there was one thing she could ask for, so she took his face in her hands, licked his lips, teased over his fangs, their bodies working together…. two words fell from her lips-. …….. More, Wrath… #UsingTheKing