Corson

The enticing scent of Wren’s arousal slid through the air. Everything about her was softer, warmer, more exquisite than anything I’d ever known before. I continued to savor her as I let her find her way and set her own pace.

She’d been unable to hide her wince when I first entered her. Not a virgin, and unbelievably wet, yet she was still unused to sex. If I wasn’t careful, this wouldn’t be mechanical for her, but it would be painful.

She’s human, be careful. You’ll hurt her.

I’d been with many humans, but this was the first time I worried I might injure one of them. With Wren, I knew I could lose complete control, something I’d never allowed to happen before.

The sensation of her muscles gripping my cock became too much for me to take, and I found myself unable to hold back any longer. Drawing back, I thrust into her while I nipped at her breast. Her fingers tightened in my hair as the rapid beat of her heart pulsed in my ears. All other sights, sounds, and smells were drowned out as everything in me became centered on Wren.

Releasing her breast, I lifted my head to watch her as her hips rose and fell and her pert nipples stood proudly in the air. I drank in every detail of her slender body, dusky nipples, rounded hips, and the pale blonde curls between her legs. Drawing back, I watched myself plunge in and out of her.

Her breath came in small pants; her body became more demanding as I pushed her closer and closer to release. When I pulled back before plunging into her again, her back arched, and she moaned as she came apart in my arms. The muscles of her sheath contracting around me nearly wrenched my orgasm from me, but I gritted my teeth and held it back.

She slumped against me, her rapid breaths warming my skin as she nestled closer and kissed my neck. Cradling her against me, I kicked off my boots and strode over to the couch with her. My pants slid further down to hang around my hips as I walked. A mewl of protest came from her when I lifted her off me and set her on the couch.

“I’m far from done with you,” I promised as I pulled my pants off and tossed them aside.

Her eyes latched hungrily onto my dick when I stepped closer and bent to rest my hands on her hips. I shifted her so that she lay on the couch with her head on the armrest and her hair flowing out around her flushed face. Lowering myself over top of her, I settled myself between her thighs. Her legs spread further open, her hands fell on my shoulders as I buried myself to the hilt within her once more.

Home.

The realization blazed across my mind as my hand entangled in her hair. Drawing her head back, I kissed her neck while her legs wrapped around me. Her fingers dug into my back, and I drew back before plunging into her again.

I had no more room for any coherent thoughts as something within me fractured, and I became completely lost to her.

* * *

Wren

All I could do was cling to Corson as the firestorm of emotions he stoked within me rose higher and higher. The release he’d given me earlier had briefly quenched my yearning for him, but it was back now.

I nearly screamed with the joy the sensation of his smooth flesh moving against mine and his muscles flexing beneath my hands evoked in me. The smell of him, the feel of him, and the sight of his body rising over mine were an intoxicating combination that I craved.

I held him closer, needing to feel more of him. Seeming to sense this, his arm encircled my waist, and he lifted me until his chest was flush against mine. His breath warmed my ear as his tongue traced it. My hips rose and fell faster; my heels dug into his ass as I eagerly responded to the growing urgency I sensed within him.

“Mine,” he breathed against my ear.

“Mine!” This time the word came out more of a snarl, and I dimly realized his voice sounded distorted in a way I’d never heard it before.

I couldn’t focus on that though as tendrils of pleasure spiraled out from my core until they became waves that had my head falling back as I cried out in ecstasy.

* * *

Corson

Out of control. Completely out of control. It was all I felt as Wren’s body rose and fell beneath mine. Any restraint I’d tried to keep unraveled as I took her with an abandon I’d never experienced before, not even with a demon who I didn’t have to worry about possibly harming. Instead of being frightened or pushing me away, Wren’s hands and cries urged me on.

An unfamiliar pressure spread up my shaft, building steadily higher. Despite the strangeness of the sensation, there was something pleasurable about it, and I didn’t try to stop it. I couldn’t stop anything now; I was too far gone in her to try.

“Mine,” I told her, finding it was the only word I could get out. “Mine.”

When I repeated it, I realized something unfamiliar filled my mouth. What the…?

My tongue prodded the tip of a canine as it lengthened. Then, I poked at the lengthening canine on the other side of my mouth.

I don’t have fangs.

Something tugged at my mind, but as it was tugging, Wren’s sheath clenched around me as she came again. The exquisite sensation of her contracting muscles gripping me was too much for me to take. Trusting forward, I gave myself over to her.

I dimly realized that not only was my spine tingling from my orgasm but something more incredible was taking over. My dick jumped within her, the pressure that had been building gave way as, for the first time, I experienced the release of my semen into another. The rush of it enhanced my orgasm in ways I hadn’t known possible.

But all of it was buried beneath my need to…

My eyes latched onto Wren’s neck as her body bowed beneath me to expose the slender column of her neck. Without thinking, I bent to kiss her shoulder before sinking my newfound fangs into her flesh. Pinning her to the couch, I continued to take her.

Wren cried out; her nails scored my back as she orgasmed again. I released my bite on her shoulder and sank my fangs into one of her breasts. Dimly, I knew what was happening, knew what I’d done and what it meant, but I couldn’t stop myself; I’d finally found where I belonged.