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to our cubs. Just taste me, sweetness, lick my skin, he encouraged, lifting his hips to rock inside
her and sending wild tremors through her pussy.
Jill moaned and extended her tongue. His skin sizzled as she lapped, his scent filling her
mouth. Her body excited to the point of madness as he continued to drive within her. She lifted her
head and plunged her fangs into his neck. She heard him sigh as his blood tricked into her mouth.
Not the sickly metallic taste she had dreaded but sweet like floral nectar. She tumbled into ecstasy
as her mind joined to Dare s in a kaleidoscope of images. She could see his past, her face through
his eyes, his love so deep it hurt her heart. She felt his joy and when they climaxed they were one.
* * * * *
The madness that Dare called Moon Fire lasted four days. Dare never left her side, as her
body burned for him. He cared for her, often carrying her to the warm tub and washing her aching
body and sweat-soaked hair.
She recalled in misty detail her continuous demand for more of him, his gentleness and soft
words of encouragement. She lashed out at him and the ecstasy of sinking her fangs into the sweet
skin of his neck grew into an addiction.
He needed rest, she supposed, when he objected to her fancy to tie him to the bed. Her body
hummed with desire and Dare looked so peaceful; perhaps if she tied him to the bed she could just
bite him when she felt the need. He woke with a growl before she had secured the first hand.
You are wanton, my wife. Don t think to bind me for your pleasure for indeed that s my
perversion.
He took the binding and wrapped it around her wrists. He carried her to the low table in
front of the fire, pushed her to her knees and tied her face down across the table. Her hands and
legs were spread out and tied securely to the short fat stone legs. The polished marble pressed cold
against her breasts and belly, and she turned her head to watch him. He walked into the bathroom.
When he returned, he laid a leather switch on the table close to her face, along with a tub of cream.
He sank onto the sofa and watched her in silence. He looked magnificent, gold streaks reflected
from the flames in the hearth in his long silky raven hair. His body stretched out dark against the
pale fabric, his cock jutting out, ready for her pleasure.
She quivered with excitement; he ran a hand through his hair and shook his head.
Tis not usual for a mate to thrash a female during Moon Fire, although your eyes tell me
you want this as much as I do.
Dare, please, this madness will kill me.
He stood slowly and lifted the leather switch. The five long leather straps were dark with a
coating of oil and the sweet scent of roses and leather drifted to her nose. He trailed the ends of the
switch over her face and let it caress her shoulders. He brought it slowly down her back and
between her legs. She bit her lip to stop a moan when he drew the switch across her swollen folds
and pulled it between the crack in her ass.
Does your Moon Fire demand this? Are you lucid enough to be aware of the connection
between pain and ultimate pleasure? I can give you this, little dove, but are you ready?
Yes. Oh God, yes.
The cream will heighten the pleasure and you ll feel every inch of me, more intense than
ever before. I ll not be gentle, Jill. This is not a mating; it s a flight of unbearable pleasure.
Show me how to fly, Dare. I want to know everything, feel everything you have to give
me.
The first cut across her buttocks made her scream. The sharp pain shot straight through to
her pussy, so strange that such an intense pleasure followed pain. Dare s face showed no emotion
as he brought the lash down twice more. His hand, hot and covered in cream, soothed and
caressed each welt. Four more cuts and his fingers slipped into her folds. The cream had a strange
peppery smell and when he brushed a little across her pearl, she enjoyed a wonderful sucking
sensation. Perched on the edge of an unfulfilled climax she growled her dismay when he lay down
the switch.
He pushed the hair from her face and lifted her chin.
I would fuck your mouth if I were sure you wouldn t bite me. He chuckled.
His hand trailed down her back, hot fingers slipped into her pussy and the warmth from
the cream flooded her to the womb. He moved his fingers to her ass, coating the hole with cream.
His cock nudged at her ass, demanding entrance, and she felt the breath she held rush out when he
took her in one forceful stroke. The cream intensified the great girth of him, so hot, filling her to the
limit. He withdrew and thrust in deep; her breasts squeaked against the marble beneath her at
every delightful plunge. He grasped her hips and shoved so hard inside her that the room began to
spin. Spikes of fire shot through her ass and welled up her folds in an invisible caress. Her nipples
peaked painfully hard against the smooth cold marble. She could not possibly survive such intense
pleasure. The need to bite him became intense and as he plundered her ass, she could taste her
own venom seeping in spurts from her fangs.
She heard screaming as the orgasm coursed through her body with ferocious intensity and
suddenly realized that the screams were coming from her. Dare cried out and came in her ass,
sending streaks of lightning through her shuddering body. Her cries echoed off the walls.
Footsteps sounded in the hallway and someone hammered on the door. Dare s cock slipped from
her ass and he fell forward, resting his head on her back and breathing hard.
Lady s blood, your screams have summoned the guards.
He bent to untie her and wrapped her in a blanket, then pulled a towel around his waist
before answering the shouts at the door.
All is well. Send in fresh linen and food, he ordered before turning back to her.
Come and bathe, he said, leading her toward the bathroom.
That was incredible; I guess nothing will be the same after my Moon Fire.
Dare shut the bathroom door and pulled her close. It will be even better and not so frantic
and rushed. Sometimes slow is good and if you enjoyed that cream it can be as intense as you
need. You ve much to learn, little dove, and I ve a lifetime to teach you.
He bathed and dressed her in a peach silk nightgown. The smell of another female reached
her nose before she noticed the servants. Dare chuckled and held her firmly as she tried to attack
the wide-eyed females as they changed the linen and brought food. In her fevered state, all females
were a threat to her male; she wanted to kill them all.
On the morning of the forth day, she opened her eyes, missing Dare s heat at her side. She
sat up in bed and her entire body ached. Her back cramped, throwing her into agony. She moaned
loudly and fell back, burying her head into the pillow. The edge of the bed dipped as Dare came to
her side. He pushed the hair from her eyes.
Do you need me, sweetness? he said, brushing her lips with his thumb.
She looked up into his face but her gaze fell to the numerous puncture wounds on his neck.
What I need is some codeine. Good grief, did I do that to your neck?
Dare grinned boyishly and ran a finger down her ear. You did and I m proud to wear your
marks. I don t know what you mean by codeine, but I assume that your body aches. Bathe in the hot
water, sweetness. We ll eat and then I ll take you to meet my brother and his queen. They ve been
waiting patiently for your Moon Fire to conclude. Indeed you outstayed my sister by a full day.
He chuckled.
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