Enthralled by Tiffany Roberts
Chapter 14
Ivy quiveredat the raw edge in his voice, at the depth and honesty of those simple words, at the knowledge that he needed her as much as he needed air, food, and water.
And she needed him just as much.
The instant the word nyleea had come out of his mouth, Ketahn was in motion. He grabbed her arm and lashed a silk strand around it, the beginning of something far more elaborate. His hands, fast but ever gentle even in his desperation, manipulated her body deftly as he ran that strand under her chest, cradling her breasts, and around her back. He caught her other arm with it, his twists and knots forming a crude but effective harness around her upper body.
When he pulled back on the rope, Ivy’s elbows rose behind her and her chest lifted off the ground. She braced her hands on the moss; he allowed her no more space to move than that.
His hands rasped across her skin, weaving the bindings around her abdomen, thighs, and pelvis as his cock—hot, slick, and throbbing—emerged from his slit to nestle between her ass cheeks. He groaned and looped the silk around her ankles.
Shivering with anticipation, Ivy whispered his name again, and he rumbled hers, his voice more bestial than ever. He lifted her legs, angling her backside up toward him, and Ivy moaned as a knot rubbed her clit. Ketahn slid his bent forelegs beneath her for support. She felt him trembling with each brush of her skin against his shaft. His hearts quickened, his pulse pounded all around her, and his breath shook.
Holding the silk strand taut, Ketahn grasped her waist with his lower hands and drew his hips back. Despite the humidity, the rainy air was chill against her bared pussy. Being tied like this, trapped and vulnerable, aroused her more than she ever could have imagined. The ache within her core intensified. Ivy strained toward him, arching her ass higher as she caught her bottom lip between her teeth.
Then she felt his tip poised at her entrance.
With a single hard thrust, Ketahn plunged his cock fully inside her.
Ivy cried out. Body stiffening, she squeezed her eyes shut and curled her fingers into the wet, mossy ground. As aroused as she had been, their combined slick had not been enough to ease his sudden entry. The pain was startling, breathtaking, and immense, but it was nothing compared to the stretch and fullness caused by his sheer size. And in this position, she felt everything.
Ketahn hissed. His fingers clenched her hips, creating thrilling tingles where his claws pricked her flesh. His claspers curled around her backside and latched on. Slowly, he drew back his pelvis. The slide of his cock rocked her with pleasure, and her sex clamped down on him as though loath to let him go.
Just as it seemed he’d withdraw from her completely, he surged forward again, burying himself even deeper and jolting her whole body with the force. Ivy gasped.
She had no time to recover; he set a frantic pace, pumping with brutal speed, using his hands to keep her close and the ropes to control the angle of his entry, slamming into her harder and harder, faster and faster. Soon, his every breath was punctuated by a snarl.
Ivy moaned as pleasure unfurled within her, flooding her with heat. That heat pooled in her core and dripped down her thighs. The cold rain fell heavier, pouring down upon their connected bodies, but Ivy was barely aware of it. She was burning up inside, seared by Ketahn’s scalding shaft.
She tried to spread her thighs wider, tried to reach her hand back and touch him, but she was restrained. All she could do was take what he gave—all of it. Every thrust rocked her clit against that silken knot, making her whimper.
“Need you,” he rasped. “Need that scent. Your scent.” One of his hands slid under her, brushing across her belly and the coils of rope, and then he ran his fingers over her sex and along her inner thighs, gathering her slick.
He increased the pressure of his fingers, kneading her flesh. “I am for you. You. No other, never another.”
Something in his voice broke through the fog of her pleasure. Ivy opened her eyes and turned her head. She could see just enough of him to watch as he withdrew that hand and brushed it along his leg, rubbing her essence onto his fine hairs. A shudder wracked him; it pulsed through his body and straight into her, only heightening the sensations, lifting her closer still to her peak.
“Never her.” Ketahn’s thrusts became more forceful, more demanding. He growled, “There is only you. My Ivy.”
Pleasure coalesced within Ivy, growing heavier with each beat of her heart, winding tighter and tighter around her core, threatening to tear her asunder.
Ketahn caught a fistful of her hair, pulling back on it and the silk strand with which she was bound to drive himself impossibly deeper. His cock pounded into her at a new angle, stroking her clit, and Ivy came apart. Her breath hitched. Body seizing, she squeezed her eyes shut as ecstasy burst through her.
But Ketahn was in control, and he continued to slam into her mercilessly. Every thrust triggered a burst of starlight behind her eyelids and sent a fresh wave of pleasure through her, each of which was stronger than the last. Her cries escalated; breathless moans and gasps became primal screams of overwhelming, unrelenting bliss.
Harsh, feral sounds escaped Ketahn. His fingers curled tighter, pressing those wicked claws into her skin and producing small flares of pain, and still he kept those hips moving ever faster, his breaths nothing more than savage grunts and growls as he ravaged her body.
He came with a roar. His claspers clutched her against him, his muscles locked around her, and his cock grew for an instant before his seed blasted hot and forceful inside her. That familiar fluttering sensation came next, vibrating and stimulating her cervix; it sent her to another peak that had her near crying. Her core contracted, and her sex squeezed Ketahn’s cock tight, milking him for everything he had and more.
When her pleasure finally began to ebb, Ivy’s body slackened in the silk binding. Ketahn released the tension on the strand, and though she remained bound, her limbs were granted the leeway to relax. She laid her head down upon the moss. He released his grip on her hair and smoothed his palm over her head, sweeping the wet, tousled strands out of her face. His cock pulsed, and Ketahn shuddered again as more seed filled her.
He leaned forward, sagging atop her with his arms planted on the ground to both sides of her. Once, she might’ve thought of it as him caging her in, but she saw it differently now—he was sheltering her. Their chests heaved with ragged breaths as they lay like that in the rain. His heartbeats, though gradually slowing, served as a steady, dependable counter to the more erratic rhythm of the rainfall.
“What happened?” Ivy asked softly, breaking their silence.
Ketahn tensed, the claws of one hand sinking into the moss. “The queen tried to make me hers.”
Nausea roiled in Ivy’s belly, sobering her and souring the pleasure still thrumming through her.
Need you. Need that scent. Your scent.
I am for you. You. No other, never another.
Never her. There is only you. My Ivy.
Oh God. What had the queen done? Ivy had forgotten that however big Ketahn was, vrix females were even larger and stronger. She knew what it felt like to be so vulnerable, knew what it felt like to be powerless, and she hated that Ketahn, so strong and virile, had had to experience it.
She swallowed thickly as tears stung her eyes. “Did she…?”
“She failed.” His voice was low, raw. “But she left her scent on me, and it would not wash away.”
Ivy closed her eyes and turned her face more toward the ground, relieved that it hadn’t been worse, but the tears fell anyway, mingling with the rainwater on her cheeks. Her chest constricted with the words she spoke next. “Is…is this wrong? What we’re doing? Y-you and me?”
He flinched, and more of his weight pressed down on her for a fleeting moment before he recovered himself and growled, “No, Ivy. Not wrong. Never wrong. You are the only thing right.”
A sob wracked her, and she clutched at the moss beneath her palms. “If you hadn’t found me, none of this would be happening.”
“Ivy…”
“I don’t want you to get hurt, Ketahn. I’m the reason you’re suffering now.” She pressed her forehead to the ground. “This is all because of me.”
Ketahn shoved himself up with a grunt, sliding his forelegs out from beneath Ivy and lifting his body off her. He withdrew his cock abruptly, the shaft still pulsing dully even as it slid out of her, leaving her bereft as his seed spilled from her sex and ran down her inner thighs.
The silk rope binding her pulled taut as he grabbed it again, but that only lasted for an instant before his claws sliced through it in several places. There was a hint of that frantic energy in his movements again as he tore the strands away and freed her limbs. Then his hands were on her, picking her up off the ground and gathering her in his arms, clutching her to his chest.
Ivy wrapped an arm around his neck and buried her face against him. “I’m sorry. For all this.”
“She is not cruel because of you,” Ketahn rumbled as he petted her hair. “She only knows how to spread suffering.” Releasing Ivy with one hand, he caught her chin and turned her face up, forcing her to meet his eyes. His hair hung around his shoulders, dripping with water. “That is not your fault, my nyleea. You did not lead me to the queen’s cruelty. Her cruelty led me to you.”
Ivy blinked tears and raindrops from her eyes as her lower lip quivered. “If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t be stuck here. You wouldn’t have had to go back there to…to her.”
“And she and her Claws would be hunting me all the same. She was not going to let me go easily, Ivy.” He hunched down to tip his headcrest against her forehead. “Even had I known what would come, I would change nothing. I would choose to wake you. I would choose to take you as mine.
“That you are small, soft, and human does not matter. That I am big, hard, and vrix does not matter.” Ketahn brushed his rough knuckles across her cheek. “Our heartsthreads, our spirits, are all that matter, and they are bound. Fate brought me to you, my heartsthread, and even if it tried to turn me away, I would defy it. Nothing will come between us. So long as the sun, moons, and stars make their treks across the sky, you will be mine, Ivy.”