Chained to the Devil’s Daughter (Mating the Elements #1)

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Searra

"W hat’s going on in that naughty head, princess?” Ash’ren inhaled deeply. “Fuck, I could drown in your scent.”

Flames, I wasn’t sure if I was grateful or resentful for his demonic sense of smell. Against my will, my thighs rubbed together, a trickle of slickness gushing from my pussy. Ash’ren turned feral.

“That’s it, woman. Up. Turn around.”

Ash’ren didn’t wait for obedience. He slung me over the table, my face pressed into the varnished wood, and flipped my long black gown up so callously that the ruffles tickled my chin.

“Ash!” I squealed, my gaze darting to the door. Oh, flames curse it, I wanted this.

Two thick, broad hands gripped my ass cheeks and peeled them apart. My slick pussy lips clung to each other a moment before blooming open to the heat of his breath. Despite the pounding it took early, my asshole clenched in anticipation.

“How cute,” Ash’ren murmured, his teasing tone too dark to be cute. “Your little holes missed me. Should I touch them?”

“Yes!”

He chuckled, little puffs of warm air tickling my searching holes. “I think I’ll kiss them first.”

His first kiss was kind, and soft, a loving press of lips that sent a promising shiver through my core, for my demon was not truly in a gentle mood.

“Oooh, Ash, please!”

Laughter vibrated through my pussy, making me jump, subsequently shoving my ass further into his face. He groaned like this was torturing him more than it was me. His fingers dug into my hips and he attacked my genitals like they owed him a thousand favors, all to be paid in cum.

He licked me from top to bottom with wide, flat strokes, until his forked tongue breached me, laving my inner walls as he flattened his lips around my entire opening. The sound of his explorations, slurping me up from the inside and suctioning my entire sex with his mouth, flames, it was the lewdest thing I’d ever heard. It made me feel dirty. Needy.

“T-tail!” I commanded, attempting to use my queen’s voice but it came out a tad shrill. Another deep chuckle vibrated my very vertebrae, and I clutched my skirts for something to do with my hands.

“Use your manners, princess.”

“Tail, please! Now!”

“Where would you like my tail, your majesty?” His sly tone made me want to kick him, but I wouldn’t risk losing the orgasm that hovered under my skin.

“Here?” A smooth, familiar appendage slid through the mess he was making between my legs, dipping into my pussy like he was testing the pressure. I moaned, nails biting into my palms.

He pumped his tail shallowly a few times, then replaced it with his tongue. Something slippery touched my cheek and I opened, wide and ready. Against my spasming pussy, he muffled, “Or are you jealous you have nothing to suck on?”

“Mmmhhffmm,” I groaned. Honestly, who flaming knew where I’d wanted the damn thing to begin with. I couldn’t remember, but as he fucked my face with it, I was content enough to sag against the table.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking gorgeous, Firefly,” Ash’ren mused against my pussy. A thick digit gathered the slickness there, dipping inside like a damn tease, then seated itself to the knuckle in my asshole. “So greedy, this bottom. Feel how it tries to suck me inside?”

He demonstrated with a shallow pump, catching my bucking hips with his eager mouth. With one finger in my ass, he used his thumbs to peel open my labia, the emptiness maddening. I tried to beg, but his tail was still exploring my mouth. I softened my throat muscles, squirming at the barbaric sound he made when his tail accidentally slipped past my tonsils.

His forked tongue traced the band of muscle fluttering around his finger, then his hands disappeared, only to smack my ass cheeks hard enough to send them jiggling. He groaned and feasted for another moment.

“Are you ready, my queen?” His tail retreated from my throat, taking a trail of saliva with it as it vanished behind my skirts. I whimpered, useless but for the desperate need to be filled. “I’m going to fuck both of your pretty holes. Fill you with cum. Once your womb is flooded, maybe then you can think straight again.”

I nodded emphatically. Yes, that was a brilliant idea. He shoved his trousers halfway down his thighs and I caught a glimpse of his gorgeous ribbed cock, seeping with precum.

Ash’ren’s saliva-coated tail played slip-and-slide through my seam before nudging my ass, the pressure equivalent to a finger pressed at the opening but not inside.

With one long, luxurious drag of his cock head through my folds, I almost lost my wits before he even pressed inside. When he did, it was as he said, my body tried to suck him right up.

“Unnff—Firefly, you’re so fucking tight. We gotta make war plans more often—oohh.”

A flat palm landed on my back, firmly holding me steady as he forced my pussy to make space for his fat cock. Once the broad head was inside, he paused, only to slip an inch of his tail into my asshole.

“Oh, flames, Ash! Ash! It’s too much!”

“I’ve got you, love bug,” he promised, not letting up on my lower back. His other hand swept into the fray, finding my clit and petting in long, sweet strokes until my breathing was under control. He hummed in approval when I let out a feminine moan. “You’re ready.”

The first ridge of his cock popped past my outer walls, then the second, and he rocked, massaging my channel with his textured cock. I stuffed a knuckle into my mouth to keep from alerting the guards as the next ridge slid inside, and the next, each one rubbing against the sliver of skin separating my holes, until he was seated to the knot.

“What a beautiful queen, taking my cock and my tail in her precious holes.”

His tone was full of reverence. Everything paused as he took handfuls of my bottom, smooshing it around his cock and tail, jiggling my flesh, making me hyper-aware of how full and helpless I was. Not much of a queen, letting my criminal fuck boy rail me over the war table after plotting my father’s deat. Still, his words unleashed a hunger deep inside my core.

“Harder,” I ordered.

“Yes, my queen.”

He quit fucking around and really fucked me then, drilling my pussy with each ridge of his long cock, his tail stuffed an inch inside my back entrance.

“Does my queen like to be used? To be my royal little fuck doll?”

“Y-yes!”

“I’m going to fill your cunt with seed until you have a litter of my pups fighting to be conceived. You’re going to walk around making orders like the fucking incredible queen you are, with my seed sloshing in your womb. You like that, don’t you? You want to be bred?”

“Yes, please, Ah-ah-ahh!” Any other nonsense I might’ve said turned into a chorus of the first syllable of his name as he rutted.

All sensation dissipated into the void. The only thing that brought me back was the feeling of hot sperm invading my womb.

“Fuck,” Ash heaved, draped over my back. “That was fucking hot.”

I giggled. Maybe being queen didn’t have to be so stuffy all the time. As long as it could be this kind of stuffy more often.