Seducing Destiny (17 page)

Chapter Twenty-Five

I sat on the bed and watched Ryder as he rocked Zander in his arms. The other two had been asleep in the nursery when we’d returned to the rooms, but Zander seemed to have been waiting for our return, so Ryder moved one of the chairs to our sleeping chamber and settled in with him.

My mind wasn’t on Olivia or the Fae who had seemed pacified by the party going on in the great hall right now. I was in another dimension, my mind on the Guild and those who’d been killed there. It was a safe haven, or should have been. The Mages had violated it, and that was something they’d pay for.

Danu was with Ristan, and only I knew it. She’d been beside herself with emotion, which was so unlike her; I had made a mental note to ask her why that was.

“Zander’s sleeping,” I commented as I raised my eyes to my beast, who continued to rock our son in his arms as if he was the most precious thing in the entire universe.

“I know, but I want him to know I love him. My father never showed me affection, but my sons will know I love them. They will know we love and cherish them.”

He was shaping up to be a gentle giant with our babies. He was also making up for the lack of presence he’d felt from his own father, and ensuring that his own sons never experienced that. That alone made me want to smother them, but it wouldn’t help us or them.

“Put him in bed, and come hold me,” I whispered as a chill ran down my spine.

“As you wish,” he grinned indulgently.

I waited until he had stepped into the nursery, knowing he’d be gone for more than a few minutes, then moved to change out of the sleek white nightgown I’d been wearing, into something a little more revealing. I walked to a chest of drawers and opened one, then smiled. Inside were the slinky panties and hose I’d been meaning to wear, but had been too pregnant to feel anything other than huge and uncomfortable.

I wasn’t big and pregnant anymore, and I wanted him tonight. Ristan and Alden were recovering. The Fae were protected inside our walls, and tonight, the beast was mine. There wasn’t anything to do about the Tree; not yet anyway. We had to wait until we could figure out how to thaw it out before we could take the next step. My children were asleep, protected by Zahruk’s watchful eye.

I removed the gown, stepped out of the silk panties, and changed into a black thong. Next I pulled on the stockings, and then slipped the garter belt up to my hips, arranging it until it looked seductive over my creamy flesh, then attached the clips to the stockings. I left my breasts exposed, as Ryder liked them and moved to grab out a few items from his secret stash.

I moved to the bed and crawled into the middle, and had just laid back when he sifted back into the room. His eyes instantaneously changed to onyx as they took in the dusky, pink tips of my nipples that were already hard and begging to be tasted.

“I thought you wanted me to hold you?” he asked as he watched me with ravenous eyes.

“I do, right after you own my body and soul,” I answered him, and then spread my legs, wide.

“Naughty little thing; you have no idea what you’re asking for,” he replied.

“I’ve been owned by you since day one, since the first moment you made me come. You’ll have to do better this time,” I grinned. I was baiting the beast, and we both knew it.

He swallowed and then smiled, but it was predatory and feral. “That sounds like a challenge.”

“It is,” I whispered huskily.

One second I was spread out on the bed, and the next he was there, his hands hard as they secured mine in a vicelike grip. “I’m going to enjoy this,” he growled huskily. His timbre vibrated through me and started a wave of heat that unfurled from my stomach and soaked my panties.

“Good, now make me beg,” I continued to taunt him.

I wasn’t prepared for the rope that he glamoured as it wrapped around my hands, and he then lifted me up to a hook that he pulled down from the ceiling. That was something I hadn’t seen in a while! He slipped the ropes through it, and then moved away from the bed.

“I have a few surprises for you,” he answered my unasked question. “Things to torture you sweetly with, things to make you come as well, tell me, Pet. Do you want to come?”

“Yes,” I answered him truthfully. I wanted him inside of me already, and he knew it. I was greedy when it came to him and the pleasure he gave me.

“Good, but I’m not going to allow it for a while yet. Tonight you’ll need to earn it,” he continued. I watched as he glamoured his clothes off and sat in a chair near the bed. “Tell me, are you wet just wondering what I plan to do to that sweet pink flesh?”

“Yes,” I replied.

“And who owns that pretty flesh?” he asked, and when I hesitated, he paused and looked at me. My body was flooded with magic, thick and powerful magic. My nipples were pulled on, my clit was pinched painfully, and I gagged as something pushed deep into my throat. I moaned and looked at him, and then it was all gone.

“You do,” I whimpered; the feeling of something rubbing against my clit was overwhelming. I moved against it, and then almost growled when he glamoured a chair in front of the bed.

“Good girl. Now, tell me how badly you want to be fucked, and make me believe it.”

“I don’t want it; I crave it. I crave your cock, and I hunger to taste it,” I moaned, and then felt a slight slap on my behind.

“Is that so?” he replied, and I watched as his hand wrapped around his cock. I licked my lips hungrily in reply.

“Yes,” I confirmed.

He moved from the chair and kneeled on the bed, but he wasn’t close enough for my taste. His hand reached up and pulled me down, without unhooking me. I was eye level with his monstrous cock and I moaned with hunger for it.

“Lusty little wench,” he whispered huskily as his cock rubbed over my lips. “You want that, don’t you?” he asked, and yet he didn’t give it to me; instead he held my hair and lifted my face until I was forced to meet his obsidian gaze.

“Mmm,” I answered and as I did, he pushed his cock inside my mouth. I moaned as he pushed, and rocked his hips slowly.

“Gods you’re so beautiful sucking me off,” he said as he pushed further, and then pulled out. He did it several times, making me struggle to keep him inside my lips. “My turn,” he said after a few moments of fucking my mouth had passed.

He pulled roughly on the rope, which placed me back upright, and then he lifted my hips and spread my legs wide as he moved my panties to the side, out of his way. He lay beneath me, and then pulled my body down until I was over his carnal mouth. “No coming yet,” he warned as he stroked my desire with his mouth and tongue.

I moved as best as I could; riding his mouth as I felt myself unraveling. I could feel him inside of me, and moaned every time his nose pushed against my clit. The masculine noises he made as he continued to ravish me with his hungry mouth alone were enough to send me over the edge, but I couldn’t. I hadn’t been given permission.

His hands came up and held my legs further apart as he watched me. When I was sure I couldn’t hold on any longer, he stopped and crawled out from between my legs. I was a slick mess, and he knew it. He pulled up on the rope until I was hanging in the air with my knees only grazing the bed. He glamoured more rope and smiled as he wrapped it around one knee, and then secured it to the huge oak poster frame.

“I like you wet and exposed, Pet. I like you at my mercy,” he said as he tightened the rope and then repeated it with the other leg. When I was hanging there, he reached up and slapped my pussy. Hard. “I also like to hear you scream and beg me to own your sweet flesh,” he continued. “I can do anything I want to you, and I will.”

“Not complaining here,” I whimpered as another hard slap landed on my sensitive place.

“We don’t need these anymore,” he said as he reached up and ripped the panties from me. He smiled as he brought them up and held them to his nose. “You’re so fucking wet.” He walked to the side of the bed and sat there, my panties still held to his nose. “Taste how good you are, and how much your pussy weeps to be fucked.” He pushed them into my mouth and I groaned.

Yeah, I hadn’t seen that coming! I could taste myself, and the smell was erotic as it wafted to my nose. It smelled like sex, and as I watched him, he moved to the front again, where I was completely and utterly exposed.

“Look at the mess you’ve made,” he said as he leaned down and stroked my mess with his tongue. “You like that?” he asked and I raised my head and moaned. “Good girl, watch me fuck you with my mouth,” he growled as he held my thighs and used his tongue on me. My legs trembled as I moaned louder.

He released my legs and placed one hand on my ass to hold me in place, as the other pushed against my opening. I cried out, it was muffled by my own panties as three fingers slid inside. He watched me, with a crooked smile on his lips as he pushed in, and then pulled out of my soaking wet haven.

“You feel like you need to be fucked,” he said smoothly, and then stopped. He reached up and removed the panties, and then tossed them aside. “Too bad I have no plans of allowing this sweet pussy its release.”

“Please,” I begged.

“I said no,” he growled.

“Ryder, fuck me!”

I cried out as he reached up to deliver a punishing blow to my sensitive flesh. “I am in control, understand?”

I glared at him.

“Are you challenging me?” he asked as he parted my legs painfully wider and then pushed his fingers inside, and roughly, quickly drove them in until I was screaming for more. It stopped too fast, and I wiggled my ass for more. “If you challenge me again, I’ll punish you.”

“Maybe I like your punishments!” I cried, as his fingers rubbed between my lips.

“Then I’ll find one you’re not so fond of, and make it hurt. Or maybe, just maybe I’ll fuck this ass that is so inviting.”

“Maybe I’ll like it!” I growled, but then his hand moved and I clenched my ass, not ready for it to be used. His finger pushed inside without warning and I bucked against the ropes; tears burned as he filled my ass and the pain assaulted me.

“It’s not ready for that yet, Pet. But it will work as punishment should you disobey me,” he said as he pulled and then pushed his finger back inside. He didn’t remove it, and eventually I relaxed against it. “It needs to be trained before I fuck it,” he continued. “Long hours of you using one of these,” he said as he used his other hand to bring up a jeweled plug.

Maybe I’d been wrong about the toys.

“Ryder,” I whimpered.

“It’s okay,” he whispered as he removed his finger and something cold pressed against it. “Relax for me, Pet. I want you to keep this in, and get used to the feeling of it. In the morning, I’ll fuck you, clean you, and then you’ll wear it all day. When you sit, you’ll want to come, but you won’t because I haven’t given you leave to. Then maybe, I’ll award you with my cock in your throat tomorrow afternoon, and by the time I get this sweet, soaking wet pussy to bed, I’ll finally allow you to come.”

I cried out in pain as he pushed it fully inside of me. It wasn’t big, but I wasn’t used to it. He sat back and stroked his cock as he watched my body quiver, begging to be fucked. “Good girl. How’s it feel inside your tight ass?” he asked, and then pushed his fingers inside my pussy.

“Big,” I complained, but then I felt the wave of absolute pleasure as he began to fuck me with his fingers.

“You’ve taken my magic inside of you before. It’s almost time to take me,” he smiled and then lowered his mouth to nip at my clitoris. I moaned with pleasure, but then whimpered again as he pulled out. “Greedy, aren’t we?” he asked, and then moved from the bed and moved around until he was by my face.

He reached down and placed his palms on my cheeks and then lowered his mouth until he claimed my lips. The kiss was demanding, and he deepened it before pulling away.

“You’re fully exposed and vulnerable. Does that excite you as much as it does me?” he asked and I moaned in delight as I felt his magic raining kisses over my flesh.

“Yes,” I confirmed breathlessly.

“I doubt that,” he said, and then tilted my head until I was looking down. I then watched as his cocked pushed to my lips. “Fuck me with your mouth, earn what I’m about to give you,” he demanded, and I opened for him. He pushed it in until tears leaked to the corners of my eyes. He smiled as he gripped my throat tightly, and stars erupted behind my eyes. “Ready to be owned?” he asked, and I answered around the fullness in my mouth.

I was filled. Completely, and utterly filled, by my beast and his control of magic. Magic had consumed me and pushed into me with a blinding force as I was being fucked, while his hand applied pressure on my throat. He was rough, and growled his approval as he used the rope’s flexibility to his own means.

“Take it,” he demanded as I whimpered and moaned. “This is nothing compared to how hard I’m going to fuck your slick, wet pussy. I’m going to pound until you beg me for mercy. With that sweet ass filled, it won’t take long. You’ll want it out, and I’ll take it out but only to fuck you with it. Do you want me fucking all of you like this?” he grounded out as his jaw clenched and released.

I moaned my response, and then swallowed as his hot come exploded and slid down my throat. There had been no warning, but I wasn’t complaining.

“Fucking hell. Good girl,” he growled and then pulled out and pressed the tip to my lips. “Clean it,” he demanded. I did, jutting my tongue out to clean what my mouth had missed.

He used his magic to untie my legs, but the other magic still assaulted and punished my pussy. He didn’t stop it, not even as he left the bed and it took root in the place between my legs. He held them up by my thighs and placed one foot over each of his shoulders. His eyes watched as his magic continued to fuck me.

“I love watching you get fucked,” he admitted. “Watching this pussy open up as it takes my magic inside. Watching your eyes as they glaze over with the need to come, but my good girl doesn’t come unless I allow it, does she?”

“No-o-o,” I gritted out, since I was doing my damndest to hold back an orgasm as he spoke of it.