Emma

I awoke in a dark space. A soft pillow cushioned my head, soft sheets covered my body, and, by God, I slept in the softest of beds. I scrubbed my eyes trying to clear out the sleepy haze, then turned on my back and bumped into a warm chest. I opened my eyes to Amoris’s tattooed bicep flexing as he propped his head on his hand. His other hand found my belly and rubbed it, then grabbed my hip and pulled me closer to him.

His mouth touched mine softly, and he ran his tongue over my closed lips. “Open,” he whispered, and I did so he could kiss me. I threw my hands around his neck and then ran my fingers through his glorious hair.

As we’d made our way out of my community, I hadn’t been clearheaded. Lers, the beast doctor, had explained to me that Dolly gave me a shot that caused a hormonal surge, unnatural for a human woman, but one that would ensure a successful breeding. After I rested and my body processed the drugs, he assured me I’d feel better.

During our ride in the ship, I remembered Amoris’s whispers of how we would mate when I recovered. Yesterday, Lers deemed me recovered enough, and they moved me into this room, which I presumed were Amoris’s quarters. His real quarters, not the cage we’d called his quarters during his captivity. With his body pressed onto mine, and the way he kissed me, I knew it was time to mate. My body also told me so. I felt a fluttering in my belly, and I wanted Amoris inside me. He’d promised he’d make love to me.

I kissed him back the only way I knew how. I simply let him invade my mouth, stroking my tongue with the rhythm of his as he moved his hand from my hip to my pussy, where he played his clever fingers over my clit. They circled and circled, making me moan into his mouth.

He dipped a thick finger inside, not too far, not so shallow either, only enough to make it wet so he could go back and play with my clit. I lifted my hips, a gesture asking for more. Amoris rubbed my clit and my opening at the same time. He kissed my chin, my neck, my chest, and finally, his mouth clamped over my breast, his tongue on my nipple, making it hard and making my breast heavy. I grabbed fistfuls of his hair and held on, moved my hips against his hand, trying to rub my ache over his palm. I panted and whined, begged him to make me come, and so, of course, he didn’t. Instead, he tucked me under him and told me to spread my legs wider. I did so. He settled between my thighs, and I gripped his hair tighter as if I held on to it for dear life. Amoris didn’t seem to mind.

When he looked down at me, his red eyes were silver.

I felt his hand reach between us, and then I felt something soft and big trying to poke inside my entrance. My heart beat against my chest, and I bit my lip as Amoris pushed inside a little. “Oh God, this hurts.”

“I know.” His eyes blazed. He got off on hurting me like this, so I didn’t fake my pain. I didn’t hold back the pain or the tears that threatened to spill as he pushed in some more. A painful sting. I gasped and let out a cry.

“There we are. Virgin no more.” He slid inside, inch by painful inch and I held on to his hair, sometimes jerking it with the slow rhythm of his hips. With each forward movement, I felt his cock inside me more and more. It filled me so much, I didn’t think I could take any more of it, so I let out another cry when I swore the tip of him hit my womb. Amoris watched me, his eyes hooded. I could get lost in his gaze.

I sniffed as tears ran down the corners of my eyes, and I saw the moment he’d turn savage. He bent and licked a tear, then braced his hands on the bed. His knees followed, and he spread them wide, carrying my legs with them. “Open wide, baby. Make room.”

“I’m trying.”

“Try harder.”

I jerked his hair back. His head followed, his neck left exposed. I put my lips on his skin. He moved out of me, then inside again. “Baby, you’re so tight, I’m gonna tear you.”

“Hm?”

“Rub your clit.”

I snuck my fingers between our bodies and rubbed while Amoris pushed inside and bent his head to capture my mouth. He groaned and withdrew completely. He left the bed to stand next to it. Oh, but he was handsome. I especially liked the tattoo that ran from his calf all the way up his leg and curved round his right hip, defining his muscles. I’d told him he was handsome when I first saw him, and I told him so again now, then I crawled over the bed and kissed the tip of his shaft. Amoris pressed it against my lips. I opened my mouth, and he pushed inside, one hand in my hair, the other reaching behind me to tease my pussy lips. I let saliva coat my mouth and sucked him like the chocolate ice cream Cole and I got to eat while in recovery.

“Mmmm,” I mumbled. Chocolate ice cream had nothing on Amoris’s dick. His dick was made to be worshiped. It was gloriously big and wide, and I loved sucking it. I tapped his hip. Amoris stopped probing my pussy and looked at me. His chest moved up and down, and I stroked him with my hand. “I like sucking you.”

“I can tell. Your pussy is sopping wet. Keep sucking.”

I did. I put him back inside my mouth where it belonged until Amoris pushed my shoulders down, and I scooted back up the bed. He prowled over me, all wild hair and corded muscle. I gripped his shoulders as he settled back between my thighs. “Amoris?”

“Hm.” He pushed inside. Slowly again. I gritted my teeth.

“Oh baby, come on, let me in.”

“I want to have babies.”

Amoris paused and blinked. He said nothing, but he didn’t need to. His eyes silvered, and he plunged inside me. I screamed. He caught it with his mouth as quickly as he closed his fingers over my ankles and pushed my legs up. He spread me as wide as I could go and moved inside me. I watched his big cock slide in and out. It didn’t even fully fit inside. I wanted all of it.

“More,” I said.

Amoris didn’t hesitate, He jerked his hips forward. I threw my head back and let out a silent scream, my breath arrested. He let my ankles go, and my legs draped over his arms as he braced on the bed so he could fuck me. I kept my hands on his chest and let him pound away into me. The bed shook, the mattress slid, and I didn’t care if we fell off, because the windows were open, and for the first time in my life, I saw the daylight.

Amoris lowered his body and buried himself inside me. He didn’t move, but I felt the stream come out of his dick and his seed fill me. I thrust my fingers back into his hair and smiled as he continued to move inside me. My clit felt swollen, my body felt awake, my nipples rubbed against his chest. Then he paused and lifted his head. “You didn’t come,” he said.

“You didn’t say I could.”

“Do you know what I know?”

I shook my head.

“You’re made for me.” He pulled out and sat beside me, his hand between my legs. He slapped my pussy.

I nearly came off the bed.

He slapped it again and again.

I locked my eyes with his because I couldn’t look away. My arousal pulled in my belly, and Amoris kept spanking my pussy. It was red and swollen, and it felt so good.

“Do you want to come now?” he asked.

“Yes, please.”

“Hm?”

Slap.

Ouch. Oh-oh. I felt the fluttering. “Yes, my lord, let me come.”

“Maybe.”

Slap.

Amoris plunged two fingers inside me, and I spilled all over them, my pussy clamping around his fingers. Aftershocks made my legs twitch, and then I lost control of my muscles. My legs fell, my whole body ready for rest again.

Amoris lifted his hand, his gaze on his palm. “Little Red has been a bad girl. Look at this mess. I didn’t say you could come.” He smeared my arousal on his chest, then bent to kiss me. “Now, I’ll have to punish you.”

“Thank you, my lord.”

“Welcome. It’s a real hardship on me.”

I slapped his shoulder. He pulled me on top of him, and I rested my elbows on his chest.

“Emma?”

“Amoris?”

“My seed is likely to take. I hope you weren’t talking nonsense in the throes of passion. Our entire purpose in life as mates is to plant seed inside your womb.”

“I’d like that.”

“I’m lucky, then.”

I played with his hair. “I used to be afraid of whys. You know, like, why is the sky blue? Or not blue, in my case. Why are we still down in the Community when the war ended decades ago? Why did the people come from Above? They must’ve been born somewhere. They must’ve lived before. Cole lived somewhere. He even lived with…Mayhem’s hunters. They are beasts.” I glanced at Amoris, who gave me all his attention. I gulped. “I know all the whys now.”

“Don’t be afraid.”

“Okay.”

“We’re safe here.”

“I would like to confess my sins,” I said.

“You have no sins.”

“How do you know?”

“I know. Great Mother knows, and she forgives you.”

I smiled. I had sinned. I could’ve called Dolly for Tom. Instead, I killed him. “There are other mates in this house, right?”

“Mm-hm. Do you want to meet them?”

“Yes.”