don't go breaking my heart
08-06-2022, 03:00 AM
For all his life, all Maverick had ever wanted was freedom. Freedom to escape the oppression and belittlement of his home life. Freedom to make his own choices, forge his own fate and pick his own path in life. Freedom to be who he was, see what he wanted to see, love whom he wanted to love. But now with Venom, his priorities had changed. The vagabond no longer wanted to be without a home. The rambler no longer yearned for the road to put as many miles between himself and his past as he could. The playboy no longer wished to bed as many faes as he could and remember nothing about their names but everything about their bodies. No, now all Maverick wanted was centered around Venom. The Klein monarch had given him a taste of what life would be like with her on a consistent basis, and like a junkie taking a hit, Mav was hopelessly hooked. He wondered what his past self would think if he saw himself right now—being bedded by a royal Empress, claimed and domesticated so thoroughly while she blew his mind with every motion of her body. Would he be impressed or disappointed in himself?
A particularly good, firm roll of her hips into his send him sliding deeper within her, and he knew in an instant that he didn't give a fuck if renegade Maverick approved of his choice or not. He was happy with Venom. Happy, fulfilled, satisfied. He felt more with her than with every other wolf he'd met in his life combined. Venom was the sum of everything he'd lived through and endured to get him to this point. She was what his road had been leading him to, and the more time he spent in this relationship with her, the more his commitment to that belief became adamant. This was what he wanted. He opened his heart to her, bore his soul to her scrutiny, and she'd rewarded him with nothing but affection and trust and faithfulness. He could tell that Venom wanted and valued this relationship as much as he did, if not more in the wake of her emotional damage at the paws of her ex-husband. Both knew the pain others could inflict on them. It had rendered them both low, but it had also taught them and set them on this collision course with one another. Fate often worked in mysterious ways, and what had once seemed like a brutal trauma was now beginning to look like the path that led him here, to Venom.
Maverick was liberal with his sounds and reactions, holding nothing back for Venom to enjoy while she had her way with him, working him over with practiced movements of her hips and a drive fueled by love and lust. With every grind of her hips, Mav would press his hips up to meet hers, adding to the pleasure they built together to bring the highest forms of ecstasy to his woman. His woman. Just as he was hers, she was his—although right now, she was doing a very good job at claiming him as her own in every conceivable way! Dark teal eyes rolled back behind fluttering lids while his brain short circuited from the mind-numbing waves of pleasure Venom sent crashing through him with each press of her hips down into his. Peering up at his gorgeous lover grinning down at him the way she was sent delightful shivers racing up and down his spine. He knew she was getting off on the idea of claiming him, taking him for her own, the possessive side of Venom Klein eating up this euphoria while she did everything to steal his breath, blow his mind, and leave him quivering in ecstasy for her.
His name came from her lips, whispered lovingly amidst hot, heavy breaths and heated sighs and moans made for one another. Gods, how he loved the way she said his name...! The Empress lowered her body over his, practically draping herself over him while her muzzle met his, lips locking with a hungry passion. Maverick slid his tongue back into Venom's maw, tasting her while breathing in her intoxicating scent, delicate and feminine and quintessentially Venom. Venom worked on entwining their physical forms just as their hearts and souls were entwining amidst their passionate lovemaking, Maverick meanwhile fully wrapping his forelegs around her sides to keep her body held down over his while they made out, one paw sliding up the curve of her back to find the quills hidden in her scruff and beginning to delicately play with those sharp points hidden in her scruff. The other moved down to her haunches, caressing and massaging her shapely rump while he pressed and rolled his hips up to meet Venom's amidst their bucking and grinding, keeping their bodies connected as deeply as possible as much as he could.
When they finally pulled away to gasp for breaths, Mav's teal eyes flickered open to gaze up into Venom's beautiful face hovering only inches above his, so close that every groan she coaxed from him, the Empress would feel exhaled against her lips. Venom informed him in the midst of their lovemaking that everything behind Ashen's borders was hers, which Maverick realized with an excited, erotic thrill now included himself, then breathlessly declared herself as his too. For a few beautiful, breathless moments, Maverick just gazed back into Venom's eyes, losing himself in those sunset pools while Venom pulled richly pleasured moans and sighs from him, the dire brute unable to respond at first, the pleasure was so fantastic! But as he got a moment of his senses back, Mav moved his paw deftly through the quills on the back of her neck until he was cradling the back of Venom's head in his massive paw, refusing to let any part of their bodies not be touching. "Then you're mine as well, Venom," he murmured in a breathless, husky rumble that almost sounded like a lecherous growl. Teal eyes burned hot with his desire for her, physically and emotionally. "Claim me, Empress. Claim your brute so that he may claim you next and make you his."
It was a playful challenge issued to the Empress, but one he had a feeling they'd both thoroughly enjoy together. With Venom riding him like her life depended on it, he wanted to see how far he could push her and how she'd react. He wanted to be fully claimed by Venom Klein Abraxas, to see what the Empress would do to exert her possession over him in the bedroom. And when they were done and she was satisfied with her claiming, then Maverick would take his turn to claim her. Oh, the things Mav had in mind for Venom... By the time he was done with her, he'd have his woman singing for him so loud that all of Ashen would know who their Empress belonged to.
"Maverick"
A particularly good, firm roll of her hips into his send him sliding deeper within her, and he knew in an instant that he didn't give a fuck if renegade Maverick approved of his choice or not. He was happy with Venom. Happy, fulfilled, satisfied. He felt more with her than with every other wolf he'd met in his life combined. Venom was the sum of everything he'd lived through and endured to get him to this point. She was what his road had been leading him to, and the more time he spent in this relationship with her, the more his commitment to that belief became adamant. This was what he wanted. He opened his heart to her, bore his soul to her scrutiny, and she'd rewarded him with nothing but affection and trust and faithfulness. He could tell that Venom wanted and valued this relationship as much as he did, if not more in the wake of her emotional damage at the paws of her ex-husband. Both knew the pain others could inflict on them. It had rendered them both low, but it had also taught them and set them on this collision course with one another. Fate often worked in mysterious ways, and what had once seemed like a brutal trauma was now beginning to look like the path that led him here, to Venom.
Maverick was liberal with his sounds and reactions, holding nothing back for Venom to enjoy while she had her way with him, working him over with practiced movements of her hips and a drive fueled by love and lust. With every grind of her hips, Mav would press his hips up to meet hers, adding to the pleasure they built together to bring the highest forms of ecstasy to his woman. His woman. Just as he was hers, she was his—although right now, she was doing a very good job at claiming him as her own in every conceivable way! Dark teal eyes rolled back behind fluttering lids while his brain short circuited from the mind-numbing waves of pleasure Venom sent crashing through him with each press of her hips down into his. Peering up at his gorgeous lover grinning down at him the way she was sent delightful shivers racing up and down his spine. He knew she was getting off on the idea of claiming him, taking him for her own, the possessive side of Venom Klein eating up this euphoria while she did everything to steal his breath, blow his mind, and leave him quivering in ecstasy for her.
His name came from her lips, whispered lovingly amidst hot, heavy breaths and heated sighs and moans made for one another. Gods, how he loved the way she said his name...! The Empress lowered her body over his, practically draping herself over him while her muzzle met his, lips locking with a hungry passion. Maverick slid his tongue back into Venom's maw, tasting her while breathing in her intoxicating scent, delicate and feminine and quintessentially Venom. Venom worked on entwining their physical forms just as their hearts and souls were entwining amidst their passionate lovemaking, Maverick meanwhile fully wrapping his forelegs around her sides to keep her body held down over his while they made out, one paw sliding up the curve of her back to find the quills hidden in her scruff and beginning to delicately play with those sharp points hidden in her scruff. The other moved down to her haunches, caressing and massaging her shapely rump while he pressed and rolled his hips up to meet Venom's amidst their bucking and grinding, keeping their bodies connected as deeply as possible as much as he could.
When they finally pulled away to gasp for breaths, Mav's teal eyes flickered open to gaze up into Venom's beautiful face hovering only inches above his, so close that every groan she coaxed from him, the Empress would feel exhaled against her lips. Venom informed him in the midst of their lovemaking that everything behind Ashen's borders was hers, which Maverick realized with an excited, erotic thrill now included himself, then breathlessly declared herself as his too. For a few beautiful, breathless moments, Maverick just gazed back into Venom's eyes, losing himself in those sunset pools while Venom pulled richly pleasured moans and sighs from him, the dire brute unable to respond at first, the pleasure was so fantastic! But as he got a moment of his senses back, Mav moved his paw deftly through the quills on the back of her neck until he was cradling the back of Venom's head in his massive paw, refusing to let any part of their bodies not be touching. "Then you're mine as well, Venom," he murmured in a breathless, husky rumble that almost sounded like a lecherous growl. Teal eyes burned hot with his desire for her, physically and emotionally. "Claim me, Empress. Claim your brute so that he may claim you next and make you his."
It was a playful challenge issued to the Empress, but one he had a feeling they'd both thoroughly enjoy together. With Venom riding him like her life depended on it, he wanted to see how far he could push her and how she'd react. He wanted to be fully claimed by Venom Klein Abraxas, to see what the Empress would do to exert her possession over him in the bedroom. And when they were done and she was satisfied with her claiming, then Maverick would take his turn to claim her. Oh, the things Mav had in mind for Venom... By the time he was done with her, he'd have his woman singing for him so loud that all of Ashen would know who their Empress belonged to.
As his mate, Venom may enter his threads not marked as Private.
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