Page 5 of My Treasure
The fullness grew, his knot swelling, and I clutched at his shoulders while tears ran down my temples. It was so big already. More. All the demons in hell!
A sting of pain on the side of my neck sent tendrils of warmth down my spine. Fergus bit me, and for some unknown reason, I moaned with desire. He grazed his teeth down my throat to my shoulder and bit harder, making me moan louder.
His knot stopped growing, but it seemed to pulsate. I was impaled and stretched to capacity, on the very edge of what could have been excruciating pain. Yet my guts tingled with heavenly contentment, and senseless happiness filled my heart.
Fergus kissed me, traces of blood on his lips.He bit me, tasted my blood while filling me with his seed. He owns me now.
He rocked our joined bodies, gently stirring the connection between us. His knot moved in me, pumping slowly, and I thought I felt even more of his cum pour out of his shaft in pulses. Immediately, I fell in love with the feeling. It made me come again, just a simmering, gentle climax, that left me so sated, I could barely move a muscle.
He trailed kisses along my cheek and down where he’d bit me before. “You’re so sweet, my darling.” His whispers tickled my neck. Then he licked the wound.
We stayed locked together for the longest time, kissing. Sometimes, he thrust into me with the knot, and I would never have imagined something so violent could feel so good.
When the knot receded, he rolled us to the side, and his softening cock slipped out, leaving me open, my muscles confused. I was so carved out on the inside I felt cool air in me. He must have known it would feel strange because he put his hand between my ass cheeks and slid a finger into me, massaging the slippery walls of my hole. Ever so slowly, I regained control over my muscles.
Pliant, I burrowed into his embrace and closed my eyes. I stroked my belly, thinking of his cum in me, how incredibly satisfying it felt. I was so content I might have been floating.
“My beautiful treasure… take care of you… keep you safe… my darling little mate… My fate, my Gillam…”
I couldn’t truly comprehend what he was saying, but the melody of his tender whispers lulled me to sleep.
4
FERGUS
I’d waited halfa century for my love.
For hours, I watched him sleep. The beast was already tied to him for life, after only one mating. His scent and slick were altering me, and when I got hard breathing him in, my balls ached, and my knot tingled. My dick would get thicker at the base, the knot always a little swollen, and my cockhead would grow bigger with firm ridges underneath so I could fuck my mate into ecstasy. My cum was in him now, changing him on the inside, his womb ripening swiftly. Soon, he’d bear my young.
I knew it was merely nature running its course, but it seemed like a miracle. My heart overflowed with so much love and desire, and my body burned with so much want, I was spellbound, simply staring at Gillam’s pink lips, parted in his sleep. He was mesmerizing.
I’d almost been too late. I didn’t dare to imagine what would have happened if he hadn’t lost his glove and I hadn’t caught his scent. But he was here in my bed, and the bonding had already begun. He was mine forever.
The next time he woke, I lay by him on the bed, waiting. He accepted the water I offered him.
“Fergus,” he murmured. His body and mind hadn’t yet recovered from the harrowing two-day journey. I should have found him earlier, but the king’s soldiers tracking him with dogs hadn’t made it easy. Aside from looking for him, I’d had to avoid them.
I reminded myself he was healthy and safe. Soon, he’d be recovered, our bond would strengthen, and I’d take him far away from this land, away from any danger.
“Fergus,” he repeated.
I cupped his jaw, caressing his beautiful face. “Yes?”
“Why do I feel like I know you?”
I held his gaze, letting him recognize our bond. Even if he didn’t understand it, he felt it, just like I did. His pupils flared, and a faint blush spilled into his pale cheeks.
“I know you,” he breathed.
I nodded, leaning closer. “Of course you do. Our hearts have always known each other.”
As soon as our lips brushed, he opened for me. The instinct was stronger than any notion of decorum he’d been raised with, more powerful than any doubt or fear. The bond tying us together was the ultimate force that would steer both our lives until we died. The perfume coming from between his legs burned through my nostrils and into my torso.
Artlessly and hungrily, Gillam accepted my kisses, suckling on my tongue and wrapping his arms around my neck. I tugged the sheet off his naked form and rolled on top of him, letting our bodies slot together. I needed to get inside him. Immediately.
Gillam gasped. “I… I feel…” With his legs bracketing my hips, he arched up. “I need you so much. What’s happening?”
I held his wild gaze as I brushed my hand through his crease. When I found his opening, he jolted, crying out. His rim quivered against my fingers, loosening swiftly, releasing oily slick, eager to be filled. I smeared the liquid around the hungry, pulsating hole, and Gillam shuddered.
