Chapter 125 – Kidnapped by My Mate Series II: His Lost Queen

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He snarled. “I know you do. And that is what you will get,” he said soothingly. “But you’re just going to have to wait. I need to get you ready first, though.”

Another finger joined the first one. This caused a notable pinch of pain as I was stretched. I whimpered slightly.

I thought I was fine, but then he started to thrust his fingers in and out of me, curling them slightly each time they were seated fully inside of me.

But I breathed through the discomfort, still reaching for my next orgasm.

“But I-I’m already so wet. You made me come once. I’m ready,” I continued to whine, despite the extreme pleasure he was causing me.

I knew I shouldn’t be complaining, but my mind was one-track. If it weren’t for his hold on my wrists, my hand would already be wrapped around his cock as I tried to guide him to where I wanted him.

“Why can’t you just take me now?”

His fingers picked up their speed, and my brain nearly short-circuited. I mewled as that familiar ball started to grow in my stomach, telling me my next orgasm was near and about to consume me.

But right as I was about to hit my peak, Grayson plunged a third finger into me. And everything changed.

I cried out as pain raced through my core and my legs unintentionally tried to shut, only to be stopped by Grayson’s huge form still between them.

He kept me in place even as I tried to squirm away from him, trying to escape the pain.

“That’s why,” Grayson said. His tone was much gentler now. He paused his movements, letting me get used to how far he was stretching me.

I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to keep myself from pushing away from him.

He kissed my forehead. “Had I known we were going to be doing this so soon, I would’ve better prepared you.

“You’ve only ever had two of my fingers in you—and my cock is a lot bigger than my two fingers. I need to make sure you’re ready for what’s coming.”

His thumb started to rub circles over my aching clit again, giving me a much-needed distraction from the pain I was experiencing. “If you can come on four of my fingers, then I’ll let you have my cock.”

“Grayson…” It was all I could manage to say. I wasn’t sure I could do it. It hurt enough to distract me from the pleasure.

Was this what it would feel like when he finally took my virginity? Would it be worse?

“Shh…” he murmured against my hair. “Just try to relax for me. You’re tensing up when I need you to stay nice and loose.”

He released his hold on my wrists, using his newly freed hand to caress and massage my side. “Focus on relaxing your muscles, Belle.”

His thumb picked up the speed on my clit, helping me to follow his orders. I took in a deep breath and focused on staying calm.

I forced my body to soften and sink into the bed beneath me, giving full control to my mate, knowing that Grayson would take care of me.

“That’s it, baby.” He nipped at the mark on my throat and I nearly convulsed with pleasure, tilting my head to the side to give him better access.

The sting of pain was beginning to be overtaken by pleasure, even as his fingers started to thrust again.

All I could focus on was the way he continued to massage my clit and suck on my mark, all the while making sure that his fingers brushed up against my G-spot with exact precision with every move he made.

“You’re starting to like it, aren’t you?”

I nodded my head, pushing my hips down against his hold. “Yes…Grayson…,” I moaned.

“That’s what I like to see,” he groaned in my ear. “You’re riding my fingers so well, baby girl. I can’t wait to see what you’ll do with my cock.”

He hummed and licked my ear. “You think you’re ready to take one more finger?”

I nodded again. “Please,” I begged. Not only did I think I was ready for it, but I was craving it now, craving the feeling of being stretched. I needed it. It all felt so good now.

Grayson snarled. “Fuck, you’re so wet. My hand is completely covered in your arousal. You’re so desperate for your mate’s big cock you’re dripping for it, huh?”

I gasped at his dirty words, clenching around his fingers, so unbelievably ready to be filled by him. He purred happily. “Shit, Belle, you keep fucking squeezing me.

Such a good little mate.”

With that, he slowly eased a fourth finger into my tight hole. I gasped and tensed, the pain of that simple stretch overwhelming me once more.

“My poor baby girl,” he said against my hair. “Does that hurt?” He curled his fingers, running them over my G-spot.

My electrified pussy felt like it had caught on fire. His other hand traveled up and cupped one of my breasts, palming it, tweaking my nipple between his thumb and pointer.

I shook my head, forcing my legs to fall open instead of continuing to clench around his hips in an effort to close them. I didn’t want him to think I couldn’t handle it. I didn’t want him to stop.

“N-no,” I stumbled over the simple word.

“No?” Grayson repeated, sounding amused. He nuzzled his nose against my hair.

“No. I-I…like it,” I gasped out. It wasn’t necessarily a lie—I did really like it, but it still definitely hurt.

But by some miracle, it somehow hurt less to have four fingers inside of me than it did to have three, probably because I was so unbelievably turned on.

But no amount of pain was going to stop me from coming again so that I could finally have what I really wanted.

“Hmm, I’m sure you do.” He nibbled on my ear. “You’re taking it so well, Belle. So perfect.”

His thumb started to circle my clit with more enthusiasm, and he began thrusting his fingers again, in and out, at a perfect pace to make my mind go completely numb.

I clenched around him, happy to feel his ministrations.

“Are you about to come for me again already?” he asked, the hunger in his voice sending an unexpected jolt through my already frazzled system.

“Is my mate the holy grail of virgins, so perfect that it only takes a few seconds after being stretched to the brim to start screaming my name again?” He licked at my mark with a dark chuckle.

I arched my back, my eyes rolling to the back of my head. Although the pain was still present, it was overshadowed by the pleasure he was bringing me.

I nodded vigorously. “Yes. Don’t stop. I love it so much. Please don’t stop.”

“I don’t plan on it, baby.” His hand started to pick up its pace, causing colors to flash behind my eyelids. My hips jerked up, and I realized just how powerful this orgasm was about to be.

I had never felt anything like this. Grayson had made me come countless times, but never when stretching me open like this.

Never when he was sucking on my mark, pinching my nipples, playing with my clit, and brushing up against my G-spot with each thrust of his four fingers deep inside of me.

I was on the edge of nirvana.

“Come, Belle,” Grayson demanded. The head of his dick brushed against my bundle of nerves, and everything in me clenched. “Let me see it.”

I didn’t even begin to try to fight that orgasm. I willingly let the power of it take me captive.

A scream ripped from my throat, and I was shaking and writhing under his hold as my nervous system short-circuited with deliciously intoxicating pleasure that seemed to know no bounds.

Grayson held and caressed me throughout it all, never slowing his movements.

Incoherent noises of bliss escaped my mouth.

His purrs and growls against my throat only heightened the whole experience, throwing me into a pleasure that never seemed to end.

It felt like hours had passed when I finally managed to come back to reality.

I was panting, shaking uncontrollably, my pussy still convulsing around his fingers, although his movements had slowed to a lazy caress.

It had been a nearly out-of-body experience that Grayson helped soothe me out of.

He pulled back from my mark, looking down at me with green eyes that I could easily get lost in. The look of utter adoration he wore on his face had pride blooming in my chest, warming me to my very core.

“That was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen,” he whispered. “I fucking love you so fucking much.”

I chewed on my lower lip and grinned. “I love you too.”

With one final circle around my clit and a gentle curl of his fingers against my G-spot, he eased his hand away from me.

I whined, already missing the feeling of fullness. I could have easily come again like that…and again and again.

But my mind was already on other things—specifically the massive cock that was currently nestled between the folds of my still tingling pussy.

GRAYSON

Belle looked up at me with glazed eyes, which had seemed so satisfied mere moments ago but were now replaced with the same hunger she had displayed before I’d made her come so hard I was momentarily worried for her safety.

I was not sure why I ever doubted that she wouldn’t be able to handle me. It was part of the reason I’d avoided mating with her for so long.

Besides worrying about her shifting into a fairy, I didn’t want to hurt her with my…let’s just say bigger than average size.

But I had just stretched her out as wide as she had ever gone and she had given me the most heart-wrenching, horny little orgasm I had witnessed. It took my breath away.

It also made me harder than I had ever been.

She was so perfect. Made just for me. Made to take my cock, to let me love and care for her, and to stand by my side for the rest of eternity as my queen and partner.

She shifted her hips, a mischievous glint appearing in her gaze as she brushed her pink, beautiful, dripping sex against my dick.

I met her thrusts with a few of my own, coating myself with her slickness in preparation, before bending down and molding my lips to hers in a deep kiss that quickly turned rough and passionate.

With one of her hands gripping my shoulder, her other one traveled down my pecs and abs, until it wrapped itself around my hard length.

My hands morphed into tight fists on either side of her head.

I smashed my lips harder to hers, my vampire purring so loud that it drowned out every other sound around us besides the sound of her sweet moaning mewls against my lips.

Every move she made, every wiggle, every breath, and flutter of her eyelashes made me feel like I was on the edge of madness, so close to losing what little control I had left.

Fuck, I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed to be inside her. I was starving for it.

Salivating. Panting and licking mindlessly into her mouth while I fucked her hand.

Belle pulled away just long enough to say, “Are you going to mate me now?” before kissing me again.

Meanwhile, she ran her thumb over the tip of my cock, coating it with the precum spilling out of it, and positioned it at her entrance, opening her legs nice and wide for me.

It took everything in me not to shove into her then and there.

I pulled back from her sinful mouth and grabbed my cock from her hold, tucking the head even more snugly at her entrance, stroking myself in the direction of heaven.

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