Held by Luna Voss

21

Barion

I’m fucking elated as I stare down at my mate, a little drop of cum trickling down her chin. She’s mine again. The way she used to be. I’m not going to take this for granted anymore, that’s for sure. I’m going to spend the rest of my life being grateful that this woman belongs to me.

I help her stand up, unable to resist giving her butt a little slap, just because I can. She lets out an adorable squeal, and I watch her ass wink around the plug.

“You’re going to… you’re going to fuck my punishment hole with your big cock now, Vostra?” Melyta whimpers, emphasizing the word we use for her bottom. I smirk, guiding her to the bed and pushing on her lower back to bend her over. She knows what I’m about to do. She just likes to say it.

“Hands behind your back,” I growl. She does as I command and I grab her wrists tightly, holding them there.

My cock is still sensitive with the memory of emptying myself into her mouth moments before, but I can already tell I’ll be ready to go again soon. For the meantime, I slip a hand between her legs and start rubbing her pussy from behind, watching as she moans and squirms.

“Vostra, that feels good,” Melyta gasps. “You’re really not going to let me come?”

I don’t bother answering. I’ve made my decision and she knows it. I’ll let her come tomorrow if she earns it. And her orgasm will be all the more powerful for leaving her in suspense.

It doesn’t take more than a minute before my cock is throbbing with need for her. I grip the jeweled base of the butt plug and tug on it. My mate whimpers.

“Are you ready to take my cock?” I whisper, dragging the plug out of her ass as slowly and tortuously as I can. She lets out a moan as it strains against her ring of muscle, and then gasps as it pops out. She nods her head vigorously.

“Words, vulta,” I growl, giving her ass a slap.

“I’m ready,” she whimpers quickly.

“That’s my girl,” I hiss, slapping my cock down on the place where the plug used to be.

There’s lube on the bedside table and I apply a generous amount, watching her body stiffen as the cool liquid touches her. Then I grip her hips and push myself inside, ignoring whatever resistance her body creates until the bulk of my shaft disappears.

“Fuck,” gasps Melyta, her muscles very tense. “Barion, your cock is so big in my ass.”

“Call me Vostra,” I growl, feeling suddenly very dominant with her yielding to me like this.

“Vostra,” she corrects herself, her voice little more than a moan. “Vostra, I can feel you stretching me open…”

My fingers dig into the flesh of her hips as I start to thrust. She clutches the sheets in front of her, mewling. For a moment my eyes are glued to the sight of my shaft disappearing inside of her, and I’m captivated by the primal intensity of it.

And then instinct takes over and a growl rumbles up in my throat as my thrusting becomes almost manic. I start to fuck her with everything I have, moving her physically on the bed, my hips slapping against her every time I bottom out.

“Yes,” Melyta moans. “Vostra, I…” Her voice goes quiet for a moment and her eyes roll back.

“Take this cock, vulta,” I snarl, giving her a spank. “Just take it and let me stretch your little punishment hole open with this big cock.”

“Oh my god,” she gasps, bunching the sheets in front of her into a tangled mess. “Vostra, can I come?”

“No,” I smirk, continuing to thrust.

“Please,” she whimpers desperately, her voice strained. “Vostra, I need to… I need to…”

“You’re not allowed,” I growl, her desperation spurring my own climax. “You…”

My voice dies in my throat and my orgasm hits me so fast and hard that it surprises me. Pump after pump of my hot cum spurts into Melyta’s tight hole, the pleasure growing so intense that I’m forced to slow my thrusting. I slump down on top of her, pressing my bare chest against her back, emptying myself inside her.

Then, without me even meaning to, as though my body has a mind of its own, my knot starts to release. I moan out loud, overcome as my lump of flesh expands to its full size.

“Did you… mean to do that?” Melyta pants, her voice shaking with pleasure.

“No,” I admit, my voice hoarse. “No regrets, though.”

She giggles weakly. “I win. Now you’re stuck with me.”

I laugh, kissing her neck right behind her ear, and then I gently tug on the knot, demonstrating that I couldn’t pull out of her if I wanted to.

“I love you, vulta. You know that, right?”

“Of course,” she whispers.

I exhale. “I just mean… Not just because you’re my vulta. Not just because we’re Fated Mates. Melyta, I love everything about you. The way you make me feel, the person you help me become. I’m going to be the mate you deserve. I promise that.”

“You are,” she assures me quickly.

“Well, then I’m going to become more than that,” I state with conviction. “So much more. You make me want to be everything for you.”

We lie there together for a long time and eventually fall asleep. The last thing I remember is the feeling of warmth and rightness, of completeness as I stay inside my mate, joined to her closer than I’ve ever been to another person.