The Gift

Calliope gasped, her back bowing off the floor as fingers stretched her entrance, pumping harshly. Calliope's body pressed into Samael's as she rocked her hips instinctively and he groaned, his head dropping to her neck.

Calliope had touched herself before, but never so recklessly, so callously. Samael's touch felt like both a punishment and the sweetest torture as he worked another digit inside her, preparing her. Calliope's pussy stretched and burned from the fullness, but her hips rolled into his hand eagerly, her body understanding what he could provide.

Pleasure wrapped around Calliope when Samael's strokes became rougher, holding her hostage to each pinch of pain that was quickly followed up with a delicious warmth that robbed her of reason. His free hand dug into her hip, urging her into a teasing rhythm that left her reeling.

"I want you crying and begging for my touch only." Samael nipped her shoulder, his tongue sliding over her collarbone. "I want to know that every one of your moans belongs to me," Samael shuddered, his cock pulsing against her thigh, "That every taste of you is mine," he snarled, his tongue finding her nipple and teasing it into a stiff peak.

He bit down on her breast. Calliope cried out in shock at the sharp sting and a whimper left her throat when he pulled his fingers from her snug pussy, leaving her empty and needy.

Samael's hands snapped to her hips and he turned her quickly to her stomach, pulling until she was on her knees, her arms laid out in front of her.

"I told you I wouldn't be gentle," Samael growled from behind her. "The Fae cannot lie, Calliope, do you understand?"

She nodded her head eagerly, though she could barely think beyond the sensations soaring through her body.

"Our truth is kept by magic that runs through every living thing. I cannot go back on my word, not even now, knowing you're innocent." The head of his cock prodded her entrance from behind, giving her no warning before he thrust into her, slipping almost halfway inside.

Calliope cried out at the intrusion, her pussy clamping down on Samael's thick length as he stretched her to the point of pain. He gave a shallow thrust of his hips, groaning when her pussy clenched, strangling his shaft.

"So deliciously tight, Calliope," Samael praised, his hands rubbing her lower back soothingly before he slowly pulled out. He filled her again in one vicious thrust, his hips snapping to sink further inside, giving her no reprieve to do anything other than feel him. She wailed his name, her head falling onto her arm as she braced herself for more.

The fullness in her womb was too much, all consuming and Samael hadn't even bottomed out inside of her yet. All Calliope could focus on was the bite of pain until it quickly gave way to a heady rush of pleasure, her body responding to Samael's handling. Calliope moaned, the sound full of need.

"It's time to take my cock all the way, little mouse. You're perfect, Calliope. So ready for what only I will give you." Samael pumped his hips expertly, urging her to meet each of his thrusts until she clumsily matched his pace. She rolled her hips on instinct and they both stilled as he filled her to the brim, stuffing her pussy so full that she nearly blacked out from the pressure as he hit her cervix.

"Samael, please-"

Calliope's fingers gripped the hard wood and she mewled, the sound full of distress and longing. Rough fingers found the hood of her sex, searching until her clit was exposed. Samael rubbed her bundle of nerves, and then she was writhing back into him, her body opening up as pleasure overrode everything else.

"Play with yourself," Samael snarled, taking her hand and replacing it with his. "I want to feel your virgin pussy gripping me while I take you." Her hesitation was completely gone as she did as he demanded, needing her desire to burn hotter, brighter, until she thought of nothing else.

"I'm so wet," Calliope whispered brokenly, her fingers covered in the evidence of her wanton desire. Samael cursed, dragging her hand from her center and tasting her. He groaned, nipping the pads of her fingers before leading her hand back to her clit.

"I've never tasted anything so pure," Samael said gutturally, the atmosphere in the room shifting, intensifying as her body wound tighter, her first real orgasm building and building. The very air around her seemed to thicken with energy, cradling her in its dark embrace.

If Calliope had thought he was rough before, it was nothing compared to the ruthless pumping of his hips as her cries of passion filled the room. Samael owned her body, the sounds of sex and his heavy groans of pleasure driving her into a haze of ecstasy. He tugged her up by the waist, her back meeting his chest and then he bit down on her shoulder, his teeth nearly breaking her skin.

Samael bit her again on either side of her neck, branding her. Samael tongued the wounds, his hand coaxing her fingers into a delicious rhythm along her clit, guiding her as he had been since they'd crossed into the Fae realm. His thrusts gentled ever so slightly and his fingers parted hers until they were stroking her together, her soaked pussy fluttering on Samael's hard length.

"Come for me, Calliope," Samael rasped, his arm locking around her and holding her close. "Drench my cock."

Calliope's lips parted on a wail, her hoarse cry quickly followed by Samael's roar of pleasure. Her pussy clenched his cock, spasming as it milked him. Spurts of hot cum filled her with each jerk of Samael's hips, his tip slamming into her cervix.

Her eyes rolled back, her climax leaving behind such euphoria Calliope wondered if she would pass out from pleasure.

No wonder the Fae left their partners starved for more for the rest of their days. Already she could feel her desire rekindling, her pussy clamping on Samael's still hard length.

"I need-" Calliope moaned, falling forward onto her hands. Her limbs were heavy and shaking and a small cry left her as Samael reluctantly pulled free of her aching channel.

"I know what you need, little mouse." He turned Calliope, plucking her up and taking her toward the bed. "I intend to give it to you."

Calliope spent the next several days in various states of ecstasy, hardly wandering further than the bedroom.

Samael kept her occupied, worshiping her body as if he'd been born to tend to it. Calliope didn't mind in the slightest, finding herself enthralled by everything he did.

Samael didn't part with her much either, and his actions didn't scream of an indifferent Fae in the slightest. He'd even been venturing to the human realm to get her food, claiming Fae food would trap her in his realm forever, preventing her from living anywhere else. It was endearing that he'd thought to spare her from a fate she might not want.

Samael was a fierce Fae, seldom showing any sort of emotion unless he was interacting with her, which she made sure was often, just so she could see the hunger that burned in his eyes. It was far better than the emptiness she'd witnessed when he thought she wasn't looking, or the glint of something far more sinister than sometimes chilled her blood.

"How long do you think I'll stay here? A few more days? Longer?" She asked him, watching his back stiffen before he turned toward her.

He was wearing a similar outfit to what she'd first met him in. All black and perfectly fitted. He reminded her a bit of a nobleman in the human realm. Someone vastly wealthy. That most likely wasn't far from the truth as he'd confided in her that he was older than he looked and that Fae collected wealth like humans collected grains to harvest.

He'd begun putting on his boots, but paused, eyeing her warily.

"I haven't thought much about you leaving," Samael answered vaguely.

She smiled at him teasingly. "I've caught on to what you're doing, you know."

"Oh?"

"Mm," she said nonchalantly, sitting up from the bed and letting the blanket that covered her slide down, exposing her breasts to his gaze. Just like every other time, Samael stared down at her heatedly, as if he had never seen anything more beautiful.

Calliope relished his heated glances and even more, she loved his touches, whether they were reverent or nearly brutal when he took her passionately. No one had ever made her feel so treasured in all of her life and it pained her to know that it would eventually come to an end.

"You twist my words when you don't want to answer. That way you can't lie to me but you can still evade the truth," she told him, her voice full of confidence.

"Is that so, little mouse?"

Samael ate up the distance between them until he was sitting next to her on the bed, his hands finding her breasts as if he couldn't bear the idea of not touching her. The pads of his thumbs slid over the stiffening peaks.

"Are you denying it?"

Samael didn't bother looking up from her chest, lowering his head until his mouth caressed her skin. "I don't deny anything, my darling, though I am not inclined to answer you."

Her heart skipped a beat at the endearment and she practically threw herself into his arms, tackling him from the bed.

They landed with a heap on the floor and Calliope didn't waste a moment, sliding down until her mouth was at his waist. Her fingers fumbled with his breeches, pulling the material awkwardly down his hips until his erection popped free, bobbing near her face.

"I want you," Calliope said carnally, her mouth finding his tip and swallowing. What she lacked in experience, Calliope made up for with her enthusiasm, sucking and licking every inch of Samael's cock that she could taste until his leg trembled beneath her. Her fingers lightly squeezed his sac and stroked his shaft, teasing him further until he bit out a harsh curse.

Samael's hands fisted in her hair, guiding her far more gently than he had last time until Calliope was working his length just how he liked, showing him as much care as Samael had shown her for days.

"I'll come down your throat, Calliope," Samael warned, his voice breathless. She only hummed, sucking harder. A few harsh strokes of her hand and three more licks was all it took before Samael's hot cum spilled in her mouth.

She swallowed, licking along his shaft before she eventually pulled free with a pop.

"Did you enjoy yourself, my darling?" Samael reached up, wiping the corner of her mouth. His thumb came away with a pearly white drop. "Suck," he commanded, his eyes a dark shade of silver as she did as instructed. Calliope sucked his thumb into her mouth, licking at the cum he'd found on her face. "Lie back and spread your legs, Calliope. I want a taste of you as well."