As if sensing it, Ava became pure woman once more, her now hazel eyes slumberous as she glanced down at his cock and stroked him.
“Ava, come on, baby.”
She raised a brow. “What's that? I don't think I heard a please.”
“Goddammit. I'm going to come.”
“So come.” She ran a sharp nail under his glans.
He shuddered as a spurt of cum shot from his tip. “Fuck. Ava, honey, I want to come inside you, deep in your pussy. I want all of you. Please.” He shivered, aware he'd yielded to the petite female, a thing he'd never done to any woman. Tersch knew the time had come to acknowledge her place in his life. He could only hope she wouldn't come to hate him for it.
Love blazed from her eyes, from her smile. She tore his heart from him with a look. “Now why didn't you say so in the first place?” The little witch stood and slowly stripped down, giving him a tantalizing view of her slender belly, full breasts, and long, toned legs. For a short woman, Ava had been given the requisite curves and swells of a goddess. And that ass…
He couldn't help promising, “I'm gonna fuck that ass.”
“Frisky, hmm? Oh, and ready to come, I see.”
He wanted to warn her to move slowly. He was right on the edge, aroused from being at her mercy—under the care of a strong, deserving mate. Before he could say anything, she straddled his body, giving him a view of her delectable pussy.
“Get down here,” he ordered. “Let me eat you.”
She took her sweet time kneeling, but then her folds descended to his lips, and he lost himself in the taste of her.
Sultry, womanly, powerful. Her essence reminded him why he loved her so much. And her clit, the plump bud was ripe. He was hard, and she was harder.
Tersch nipped her flesh and shoved his tongue inside her, wishing it was his cock.
He arched his hips up in the air with every stab of his tongue. Her scent changed, a sweet wildness indicating her near climax. But before he could finish her, she pulled away.
“Not yet, baby. Let me get you there.”
“No. This way's better.” The woman moved in a blur of speed as she straddled his groin and slammed hard over his cock, sheathing him deeply inside her.
The impact shot him into instant orgasm, and he roared.
She screamed his name as she clenched him tight, coming hard while he unloaded a mess of cum. The sheer agony of pleasure had him convulsing a second time, needing to tie himself to the woman.
Though he didn't change, he swore his beast joined him in the effort. Milky white seed continued to jet inside her, so much that it began trickling down over the base of his shaft, where they remained joined. And then she moved.
Despite his able readiness as a Circ to engage in sex, coming so hard had been both painful and pleasurable. He wanted to beg her for a minute to recoup, but his body didn't seem to need the respite. He remained just as hard as if he hadn't spilled inside her.
Ava rode him, her breasts bouncing, her stomach contracting. She pinched his nipples and scored his chest. When she leaned down to kiss him, their tongues dueled, and he emerged the victor. Especially when he readied once more to fill his mate.
Ava broke the kiss and whispered into his ear, “Oh, Gunnar. You're so hot. So thick.” She licked his ear and stuck her tongue in, and he came all over again, unable to stop the ferocious pleasure darkening his vision. “Yes. All inside me.
Claim me, baby. Claim me good.”
“Ava, fuck. Yeah,” he moaned and jerked his left wrist free from its restraint.
She continued to slam over him until she came again.
But this time he held her tight, gripping her back to press her down, her full breasts against his chest.
When she calmed and he'd regained his ability to do more than hug her and breathe, he ripped his right wrist free.
“Oh, wow.” Ava shuddered in his arms. “That was amazing.” She blinked at the broken restraints. “I can't believe you freed yourself from those cords. They're the latest in Circ technology, supposedly unbreakable,” she rasped, still trying to catch her breath.
“Do they work on you?” he asked, feeling replete, yet not finished. Not yet.
“Yeah.” She swallowed loudly. “You're not angry or anything, are you?”
“Angry?”
“That I claimed you. You're mine now, Gunnar. Forever.” He wanted to be more upset that she'd put herself in possible danger, but the drug she'd given him had made it possible to finally have her. “I should be mad, but all I can think about is teaching you a lesson.” She leaned up on his chest and frowned down at him. “A lesson? Honey, you should be thanking me for fucking the breath out of you.”
“Nice mouth, mate.” He liked the word as it slipped off his tongue. Mate—a word he'd never thought to use for himself. “But I've tasted your tongue. And your pussy.” He palmed her fine ass, willing and able to go another round. Thank God for Circ genetics. He could go all night long.
And so could Ava.
His grin widened.
“Oh hell. That smile is scary. Do I even want to know what you're thinking?” Ava wished she'd never asked that question. Because Gunnar had whispered in detail what he'd fantasized about doing to her. And now, bent over on her hands and knees, she remained still while he shoved that monstrous cock up her ass.
“No, don't move. And don't use that speed of yours to get free. You owe me, you little witch.” His gruff order turned her on, so she let him play his games.
For years she'd wanted to find a male to take charge of her, but Ava's strength knew no bounds. Though she gave the appearance of being smaller and less powerful, in actuality, she could take on several Circs at once and emerge the victor with ease. Only Gunnar had ever managed to outdo her; only he called to her softer, feminine side to let go and place her trust in the dominant male.
And now she was paying for it. She'd changed back at his request, smaller now. Human. “Ow. Come on, you're too big.” She glanced over her shoulder and saw him staring down at himself, where he ended and she began, with awe.
“If you knew how many times I've dreamed of this.” His whisper melted her mental resistance, though her body could only handle so much in this frailer form.
“Feel that burn, baby? That's me inside you. Fucking you.” He pulled out and pushed back inside, stretching her wider.
Ava had played with anal sex before, but she'd never been with anyone Gunnar's size. The brute knew it and took great pleasure in baptizing her narrow ass.
“I'm going to drop a load in this ass. Make it mine.” His low growl thrilled her. So possessive, so dark and demanding. Now if she could just get him to allow his berserker to come out to play.
“You going to fuck me or talk me to death?” she jeered him.
When he pulled back, then pounded back inside her, she wondered what she'd asked for.
“Oh, fuck. That is so good. Keep mouthing off, Ava. I like it,” he said in a thick voice. He continued to take her, no longer gentle. Grinding into her, he rammed that large cock deep.
The rough finger that grazed her clit threw her into a frenzy.
“Yeah, you like that, don't you? My kinky lover likes being fucked up the ass, don't you?”
She felt as if he'd split her in two, and the hell of it was, she liked it. A pain junkie just like her mate.
He grunted and shoved harder, gouging her waist as he took her. In and out, deeper, harder. And that finger. He continued to punish her clit with soft strokes, bringing her so close to orgasm. Then he'd pull it away, frustrating her.