To Scale the Emerald Mountain (The Willowbane Saga #1)

50. CHAPTER FIFTY

CHAPTER FIFTY

ALEC

E llya’s confirmed words are all it takes for the delicate threads of my control to finally snap as I look down at her beautiful, supple body. I am amazed that something so exquisite could not only exist, but be meant for me.

She is mine.

I quickly remove my pants and kick them away. The full weight of my hips falls on hers as I claim her mouth in a bruising kiss. My cock is hard and ready, resting right against her perfect cunt that is dripping wet and begging for me to slide home.

I grind into her, pinning her while I cage the sides of her lovely face with my arms. My long, thick shaft slides easily against her wetness, taunting me—trying to convince me that she is ready for me to fill her. But I remember how tightly her sweet little cunt squeezed my fingers, barely able to fit two.

I show restraint instead of plunging deep into her with one hard thrust, aching to know how she will mewl for me with my cock buried in her.

Ellya’s hands find my hips and pull me towards her, causing me to slide against her again, leaving a trail of her wetness in my wake. Both of us moan at the lewd feel.

Kissing her repeatedly, I twine my fingers in her hair before I reach to her cunt, plunging two fingers in while I circle my thumb over her clit. She groans and arches into my touch, grabbing my wrist to pull me deeper into her. She is as desperate for me as I am for her.

Working her cunt quickly, I stretch my fingers wide, trying to prepare her as much as I can for what is coming to split her in two. My breathing is increasing, imagining how warm and tight she will be around my cock.

“Alec,” Ellya says, pulling my ear between her teeth while we move together.

My name on her breathy whisper sends a shiver down my spine.

Sucking her neck, I drown in her earthy, floral scent before moving down her tight body—my mouth landing on her clit. Closing my mouth over her, I flick my tongue quickly, relentlessly, as I fuck her with my fingers, much harder than the last time.

She is grinding into my face, taking what she needs. Her breaths turn jagged, telling me she is about to come on my face.

“Fuck yes, Elly,” I murmur against her swollen clit before scraping my teeth against her. She shudders as she fists my hair, making a rough moan escape my throat and vibrate through her core.

My fingers continue to work Ellya steadily, trying to stretch her tight little cunt when I bring my mouth back to hers, letting her taste herself. She accepts it greedily, holding my face in her hands as she contracts around my fingers.

“More. I want more,” she breathes as her orgasm fades.

Slowing the pace of my mouth against hers, I remove my hand from between her legs. I trail her arousal up her body in a glistening path before using a hand to push her thighs open further for me, baring her swollen fucking cunt and settling where I belong.

Guiding my cock, I notch my head at her opening and rub it back and forth, coating myself with her wetness to ensure a smooth entrance. Ellya sighs before placing her head against my shoulder and nuzzles into my skin. When the tip of my head is inside of her hot cunt, I wrap an arm around her slender shoulders and pull her close to me. I place my other hand at the side of her head, lacing my fingers in her hair.

“Look at me,” I whisper into the top of her head, breathing in her cloying clove and jasmine scent.

My body trembles, dying to get lost in her.

Ellya unburies herself from my chest. I gaze into her shining green eyes. Eyes so wide, so trusting. I simply take a moment to soak in how exquisite she is.

I am well aware of the treasure I hold in my arms.

“Tell me to stop at any time, and I will.” My breath holds in my ribs, waiting for her to acknowledge my statement.

When she finally nods her head, her breathing already erratic, I kiss the tip of her nose, then let my parted lips hover above hers as I start to push in. Her eyes go wider, as does her mouth, as she starts to pant at my thickness stretching and scraping her silken walls.

I move slow—so fucking slow—needing her to enjoy this as much as I will. Her hands grip my hips tight, dimpling my skin as she begins to tense and her eyes close.

Pausing, I use her hair to tilt her face towards mine.

“Look at me,” I command again with a gentle whisper. My lips lovingly caress Ellya’s mouth.

My body is desperate to fill her to the hilt, to have her warm and wet and tight around every inch of me. The pressure on my canines is unbearable as I fight my primal urges to make her mine until she has adjusted to me more.

Only when Ellya’s eyes meet mine do I continue to slowly work forward .

Reaching the physical resistance of her maidenhead, I push through it with a light pop. She grimaces and releases a pained groan. I still again as she shakes beneath me, tense and coiled tight.

“Relax for me,” I whisper, stroking up and down her side, her skin smooth as luxurious satin.

I wait until her rigid muscles begin to slacken before sinking in another perfect inch—so smooth and she grips me like a fucking vice. I am already throbbing and fighting the flutter of my eyes, fighting the urge to immediately start fucking her hard.

I pull back barely an inch before sinking in further. Ellya groans, and I still, repeating the process in torturously slow movements until I am fully seated within her. She breathes in gasps and a single tear slips from her eye. I trace the salty track with my lips.

“Tell me you are alright,” I request, and she nods frantically, already clenching around me.

“Don’t stop.” Her arms wound around my back hold me tighter.

With her assurance, I barely retreat and sink back in and she moans my name, her tone dripping with desire. Pushing into her with more force, she mewls, and I cannot help but groan, her sounds alone enough to bring me to my knees.

Nothing has ever felt this good.

My limbs shake with my restraint. I want to fuck her hard, fast, deep. Make her scream and come so hard it runs down her legs.

“Yes?” My husky voice begs for her assurance.

“Yes,” Ellya whispers, her bright eyes holding mine.

I pull back and plunge into her, once, twice… Her delicate walls squeeze tight around me as she cries out .

“Fuck. You are already close.” I tug my bottom lip between my teeth and thrust into her, my speed increasing. “Do you like the way I feel?”

“Yes,” she struggles to breathe out as her thighs tighten around my waist.

Nipping at her ear, my shallow thrusts turn longer, deeper, pulling out nearly to the tip while her sweet little cunt greedily takes me. My gentle control is steadily slipping as Ellya rapidly moves towards climax.

Her eyes glaze over, her noises uncontrolled, and on my next thrust when I sink deep into her, rolling my hips, she contracts and pulses around my cock. Hard.

So fucking hard.

Ellya’s mouth is thrown wide open on a silent scream, the intensity of her orgasm stealing her breath and crossing her eyes as they roll back into her head. Her back arches, making her tits push against me, and her hair flows and tickles the bed beneath her.

Smirking down at her visceral reaction to the most intimate parts of me piercing into the most intimate parts of her, I continue to slide into her, fucking her steadily through her pleasure.

Ellya releases a primal moan as her breath returns to her. She sinks back into the bed, her tight cunt still fluttering around me.

“You feel so good when you come, Elly,” I praise with heavy breath, sucking my way up the column of her neck.

She preens and digs her fingers into my flesh, her nails biting into my shoulders.

Unable to hold the pressure on my teeth back anymore, my canines lengthen and sharpen, ready to claim her as mine and let the magic of our bond flow between us uninhibited. When Ellya’s cunt stops dancing around me, I lick the side of her neck and groan into her, enjoying the heady saltiness of the slick sweat gathering on her skin.

“Oh, gods,” she moans.

My mouth reaches hers. “No gods here, my clove. Just me,” I say against her lips.

Sliding nearly all the way out of her soaking cunt, I thrust back in repeatedly, making her small tits bounce. “Do you want to come again while I claim you as mine?” I bare my teeth to her and push the tip of my tongue against the long, sharp point for emphasis.

“Please. I’m yours.”

The desperation with which she pleads makes my balls contract tightly, preparing to fill her to the brim with my cum.

But not yet.

“Tell me when you are there. Say the words, and I will sink my teeth into your flesh and you will never fucking be free of me.”

Ellya’s hands have moved to my ass, her fingernails clawing into my skin. She moans as she pulls me to her with each flexing thrust, meeting me stroke for stroke, clearly loving the feel of my cock.

“Yes, fuck me back, Elly.” Her movements increase with my encouragement while I work a hand between us to start rubbing her greedy clit, determined to make her come for me again.

“Alec,” she breathes while I work her relentlessly. “I’m there.”

Her cunt steadily tightens around me again. A deep, animalistic growl releases from my throat as I pull her hair roughly and turn her head to the side.

I scrape the tips of my canines against her exposed throat. “Mine,” I rasp possessively before sinking my teeth in, breaking the skin easily. Ellya pulses around me while she screams my name, and her blood coats my tongue .

Drawing deep from her, I pull forth a mouthful of her precious blood and groan into her neck. Ellya tastes of rich, spiced vanilla cream. Utterly fucking intoxicating. The euphoria that comes with consuming her blood is unlike anything I have ever experienced. Her fire courses through my veins, giving me new life as I pull vital pieces of her into myself. I draw another mouthful, and the cloying taste overrides my senses.

Moaning roughly into her skin, I drink down more and fuck her harder while she comes.

When I finally pull away, I watch Ellya’s face as the last waves of her pleasure pulse through her body. Her head is thrown back beautifully, and her sweat shines in the twinkling light of the desert stars.

Gazing down at her neck, the two punctures are already beginning to heal. I stroke my fingers through the mix of blood, sweat, and saliva over the forming white scars that will never fade—claiming her as mine until the day that true death steals her light from this world.

I thrust to the hilt, making Ellya cry out, and still inside of her.

My hips grind into hers slowly, savoring every piece of what belongs to me. “Mine,” I tell her again and capture her lower lip between my teeth, letting it slip out slowly. “If you thought my infatuation ran deep before, you were mistaken. You live within me now, and I will own every fucking part of you while you beg me to give you more.”

“Gods…” Ellya struggles for words, too captivated by me within her, plundering all that she has to give.

“No,” I chastise, grabbing her cheeks in my hand. “I am your only god now. ”

Fucking her again with more vigor, my balls clench and my spine begins to tingle. Ellya glances down past my abs to where we join, mouth gaping in awe at the sight of my large cock stretching her wide.

Twisting my fist in her hair, I yank her head to the side. She resists, pulling back and tensing her neck to keep watching us fuck, causing my eyes to shine with glee. “Do you like the sight of me owning my cunt?” I growl.

“Yes,” Ellya breathes, watching as I take her.

“Yes, what?” I demand, wanting her to spit filthy words back at me.

She keeps her eyes locked on where I enter her, my pace gradually increasing. “I love watching you fuck me,” she says breathlessly.

Hearing her say the words sends a shock up my spine.

I want more.

“Tell me how it feels when I fuck my cunt.” My breaths are becoming more ragged.

“Oh, gods…” Ellya moans.

I tap her cheek in a scolding gesture, and she grits her teeth, grinding into me harder, calling my name to correct her mistake.

Giving her a soft kiss, I laugh. “You have not felt a fraction of what only I can give you. I will fuck you raw until you forget to call out for your false gods and only scream for me. Until all you think about is me inside you. Until you are just as obsessed with me as I am you.”

To prove my point, I hook an arm under her leg, bending it at the knee, and push it towards her. I plunge in hard, and she screams.

My cock twitches within her, rubbing against her deep, wet parts that no one else will have .

Ellya’s eyes meet mine, filled with beautiful, territorial fucking possession. I watch her canines lengthen, ready to claim. The beast within my chest purrs, rubbing against the remaining veil still separating our souls, and I growl my approval.

Crashing my mouth to Ellya’s, I fuck her hard and rough, swallowing her screams to hold within myself, pinning both her arms above her head.

I have lost all pretense of gentleness. I want her to feel me for days. I want to bruise her insides as a reminder of how I fucking own her.

“Shall I allow you to claim me?” I ask her arrogantly, hungry for her fire.

Ellya bares her teeth at me and snarls, “You’re already mine.”

She begins clenching around me again, building into another earth shattering climax that will bring me over the edge with her.

Placing my palm over the back of one of her hands, I guide it to rest on the top of my head. I thread her fingers through my hair—right at my scalp—and curl my fingers over her hand. Tugging on her wrist, I instruct her to grab my strands and expose my neck to her claiming mouth.

Ellya’s gaze is filled with fiery, intense need. She fists my hair rough, pulling my neck far to the side, causing the muscles to scream and strain and my eyes to roll.

“Yes,” I grunt. “Good fucking girl. Now claim me while you come on my cock.”

Ellya snarls, the points of her sharpened canines shine in the gleam of the moons before she brings her mouth to my neck.

My skin punctures, and she digs her teeth into me harshly, sending an electric shock straight to both my heart and my balls. Ellya’s claiming fills me with the most intense, euphoric pleasure I have ever experienced. She warms every muscle and nerve ending, every hair follicle and pore, consuming and owning me thoroughly—completely imbedding herself into my soul.

My thrusts have turned wild as I fuck us both into oblivion. My hands have the soft flesh of her ass in a tight grip, pulling her into me, thoroughly impaling her with my cock.

When she draws her first mouthful of my blood into her sweet, hot mouth, the tension coiled deep within me loosens and snaps. I spill into her on a groan, rasping her name. My cock throbs with forceful spurts, emptying all of myself deep within her in hot bursts.

Ellya releases muffled moans against my neck while she draws my blood in again and again, being completely filled with my essence in every way possible, taking from me while I pour into her.