Claiming Rights

Claiming Rights

By ID Locke

Many thanks to my betas for their kind assistance and for my readers for their continuing support. I had a bounce in my step and a bag crammed full of the most mouth-watering Chinese food this side of the Far East. One thing I could say that I loved about living in the big city over the bump-in-the-road town I'd grown up in was the great food opportunities. One of the shifters in the cackle I'd joined was Chinese and he'd taken me to his second cousin's, friend's, uncle's restaurant one day and it'd been instant love for what A Torquere Press Sip - 1

was served. I'd brought some take-out back for Etireh once and he'd adored it as well. He now demanded takeout from the place pretty often, actually. I was still a little surprised that a dryad ate meat, never mind all the take-out he somehow convinced me to get him. I also knew that by bringing him one of his favorite foods, I was pretty much guaranteeing he'd rock my world. Not that he wouldn't even if I showed up empty handed. Etireh was always willing to nail my ass and I was totally happy to let him. The guy had a kink streak a mile wide and enjoyed my personal favorite, domination and submission, to a degree that perfectly clicked with my needs. When I'd first met him, he'd been working under the little fuck-fest of what he called the spring bloom. Even when that was done, Etireh still liked to get his freak on with me with cock-stirring regularity. Lucky me. I came into view of Etireh's tree and paused for a minute to admire how pretty it was. Because Etireh was technically a half-dryad, he had what he said was an unusual tree that wasn't really a tree. It was a bougainvillea, which was really a climbing vine, and was one of the most gorgeous plants I'd ever seen. Fine, I was a little biased because it was my boyfriend's and I could barely tell one tree from the next, but it really was beautiful by anyone's standards. The main plant looked like a tree and was close to twenty feet tall with flowered vines spreading easily that distance around the base. The bracts, what I'd first thought were the flowers, but were actually leaves, were a vibrant red, with tiny white flowers nearly hidden in them. Thorns covered the vines, some only a quarterinch long and needle thin while others topped eight inches long and were as thick around as my baby finger. A Torquere Press Sip - 2

The thorns had some stuff on them like poison ivy that made you want to claw your skin off from the itching it caused. It was like the ultimate in home security. Raised voices, one of them being Etireh's increasingly annoyed one, had me moving around the spreading vines to see what was going on. "I said no. I'm not in the market for some random fuck. I have a boyfriend," Etireh said in a cold voice. "You should be honored that a pure-blood such as myself has decided to grace you with not only my presence but allow you, a lowly half-blood, the chance to worship my body. It does you no good to try and put on airs when we both know what you are. So you have a boyfriend. He can't possibly compare to me." Somebody had an awfully high opinion of himself I stepped around the vines and stopped in my tracks. I'd seen Fae before, but the sheer beauty of them always made me pause. Etireh was better-looking than any human I'd ever seen, but he did look a little on the plain side standing next to the gorgeous hunk of Fae trying to get into his pants. The Fae was facing my direction and he really was the picture of a Fae from stories and legend. Long golden hair; flawless, translucent skin; a lithe body that almost begged for you to do wicked, nasty sexual things to it; and gorgeous eyes the blue of a cloudless sky on a lazy summer day. He was impossibly hot and it was dead easy to see how the Fae were able to seduce humans without needing to do anything more than stand there and breathe. I'd heard that they could make humans come from nothing more than a kiss. Hell, I was totally into Etireh big time, but my dick still perked up and took notice of the Fae. For the record, I'd still take Etireh over Pretty Boy any day of the year. The Fae just… was. Like a statue or A Torquere Press Sip - 3

a painting. There was no feeling or passion attached to him. Etireh, on the other hand, was… life. It might've had something to do with the fact that he was a dryad and the whole growing thing, but I think it was mostly the man himself. The Fae had me admiring him, but Etireh made me want just by looking at him. "Worship your body? Right. Sounds like a grand time. I'll pass, thanks." "Pass? Excuse me? I know half-breeds are on the plain side and I was willing to ignore that to sate my needs, but I had no idea half-breeds were stupid, too." "Stupid? Go fuck a mirror or something. You're only interested in showing off how beautiful you are. I favor a partner who's actually into the fucking. I also like some wildness to my lover and you couldn't even come close if you gave it your all and tossed in a little Fae magic for good measure." Ooooh, burn-a-nator, Etireh. "Wildness?" I could practically hear the lip curl of disgust from the Fae. "It must be that taint of human in you that makes you want crude things like that." Taint? Crude? What the fuck? I didn't like what the Fae was saying to Etireh and I didn't like that he was trying to muscle in on my territory. I'd heard Etireh say no and good manners said that if somebody didn't want to go off and get their freak on with you, you moved on. There was no need to be a pushy dick about it. If the person looked as good as the Fae standing in front of Etireh, it wasn't like there wouldn't be a line of people around the block waiting for the chance to jump into his bed if he so much as looked sideways at them. Dude was a total asshole and somebody needed to tell him that. I was so volunteering for that job. A Torquere Press Sip - 4

"Hey, asshole, Etireh said no. And I don't like you hitting on my boyfriend, either. That's pretty fucking rude when he was damn clear about already being taken." Gorgeous But Snotty looked at me in surprise. After a brief glance up and down, the look he gave me was like he'd just discovered that he'd stepped in warm shit. Barefoot. "You're sleeping with…" The Fae sneered. "A shifter. Have you no sense of pride in your Fae blood, as thin as it is? This must be a joke, and if it is, it's one in very poor taste." That tore it. I officially hated this Fae. "Since you have such a low opinion of half-breeds, I could ask you the same question," Etireh snapped out. "Why you'd want to bother with me when you obviously think I'm beneath you is beyond me." "He's slumming, Etireh. Or at least he thinks that's what he's doing. You're way classier than him any day of the week. I'm gonna guess that he's heard about that big, beautiful dick you've got and wants a taste of it. I don't blame him because it is definitely something worth sampling." The lovely blush that touched the Fae's cheeks told me I'd hit the nail on the head. That he wanted to sample Etireh's cock right now was just his bad luck. It wasn't available to anybody but me anymore. Time to make sure this Fae knew that and spread the word around. "Etireh is my boyfriend and I'm not into the whole open relationship concept. I never did learn how to share my toys or play well with others. Back the fuck off. Etireh wouldn't want to have anything to do with a stuck-up asshole like you anyway. You're not worth his time." A Torquere Press Sip - 5

The blush that looked enchanting just a few moments ago turned an ugly shade of red as the Fae's temper burst. The pale blue of his eyes intensified until they almost seemed to glow as he glared at me. If looks could kill, I would've dropped like a fucking stone where I stood. He opened and closed his mouth a couple of times as if he wanted to say something, but was too pissed to get anything past his lips. I smirked at him, sauntered up to Etireh, cupped the back of his head and pulled him into the lewdest kiss I could give. I nipped at his bottom lip before pushing my tongue into his mouth. I fucked his mouth with my tongue and pressed my hips to his, thrusting along with the rhythm I was using on his mouth. Happy little trills vibrated from my throat when I felt Etireh's cock harden against mine. His hands ended up on my ass, pulling me tight to him. When our lips finally parted, we were both breathing hard and I had the insanely normal thought that we were going to be eating cold Chinese food in an hour or two. The reason for that would be more than worth it, though. "That's… that's so… humanly crude and barbaric," the Fae gasped out. I turned my head to look at the Fae. I'd forgotten he was standing there as I kissed Etireh's brains out. A quick little glance down told me that while the Fae might've been saying one thing, his body had other ideas about the show he'd seen. Dude was all hot and bothered. Not that I could blame him. Etireh was hotness on legs without doing anything sexual. If he was getting frisky, his sex appeal went through the roof. I wasn't a bad little piece of tail either. We probably looked smokin', wrapped around each other. I'd have to suggest doing it in front of a mirror to Etireh later.

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"You liked it. A whole lot, if that bulge in your pants is anything to go by. Too bad that's all you'll get to see. I'm not into public sex." The Fae glared daggers at me again, but part of that had to be because he wasn't going to be getting any from Etireh or getting to see us go at it like animals in heat. I almost felt sorry for the guy until he opened his mouth again. "You will regret this insult, Etireh. Other Fae will hear of how you treated me and they will…" "Will what? Shun me? Look down on me?" Etireh snorted softly. "And that's different from every other day how? Just fuck off and leave me alone. I'm sure you can bespell some hapless human into your bed if you really are… slumming. Go ahead and tell the other Fae that I'm off the market. Tell them that I'm fucking a shifter who's a hotter piece of ass and a better lay than any of you have ever been. I really don't give a damn." The look of surprise on the Fae's face was priceless. I was willing to bet he'd never, ever had somebody say no to him and mean it. I reached for Etireh's hand and twined my fingers with his, tugging him in the direction of his tree. "Come on. I got cooling Chinese food and a need for some down and dirty sex." Etireh glanced down at the bag I was holding and smiled. He turned his back on the Fae and his vines parted for us. We walked into the bramble without a backward glance and headed for the main trunk. We walked into his home and I smiled at just how much it felt like home to me. I think if Etireh asked me to move in with him I would, even if it meant my having to give up regular TV. There were only a few shows I watched anyway and if I missed them, well, that's what the internet was for. A Torquere Press Sip - 7

"So why'd you let that asshole talk to you like that? You don't have to take his shit, you know. You're a way better person than that Fae could ever hope to be," I said as I put the bag on the table of vines that rose up from the floor. "Habit, I guess. He's always like that. He is pretty boring in bed, but he's also one of the few Fae who would let me spank his ass and, on rare occasions, tie him up. Not with my vines, but none of the Fae like the vines touching them like that. I suppose I took his verbal abuse in exchange for him letting me do that with him." Jealousy flared to life in me. I knew I wasn't the only person Etireh had slept with. Hell, he was at least double my age, so thinking that he'd never had sex before I came along was stupid. But I had that little twinge of… mine rush through my veins regardless when I thought of him with that utterly gorgeous Fae. I highly doubted Etireh would find that flattering so I kept my mouth shut and mentally dropped the subject. "So, did you want to eat first or do you wanna get your freak on with me?" I asked, knowing what he was going to choose, but asking him just to hear him say he wanted to nail my ass. Etireh smirked at me. "What makes you think I want to do anything freaky with you today? Maybe I'm just not in the mood. Maybe I don't want to let that absolutely delicious food go to waste." Say what? "Since when do you put food over having my adorable and totally spankable ass?" "Since I'm really hungry today is when. I can have your adorable, spankable ass any time I want. I only get Chinese from this place when you bring it to me since you refuse to tell me where it is so I can get it myself." A Torquere Press Sip - 8

I stared at Etireh, sure he was just yanking my tail. When he actually opened the bag and started taking out containers, it sparked something off in me. A highpitched trill vibrated from my throat and I pounced on Etireh. Chicken fried rice scattered in a wide arc and Etireh squawked in surprise. He fell to his back on the floor with a grunt. I landed to straddle his hips, my hands pressing his shoulders to the floor. "What the fuck, Wynn? You made me dump half the rice on the floor." "I just found out I'm the jealous type," I growled at him. "Over what? Chinese food? You're being an idiot." "No, over you. You told that Fae you weren't interested, but I'm thinking a little mark of claim might be a good idea. Can't have a hot piece of ass like you wandering around where just anybody could think you're available." "You are seriously off your nut, Wynn. I did have a sex life before you came along. Granted, it wasn't as good as what I've been having with you, but you're also the first person who has let me play like I want to and liked me using my vines on them during sex. You have nothing to be jealous about. Now, get off me so we can eat." I thought it was interesting that my very toppy boyfriend wasn't yanking me off him with his vines, which I knew he could do if he really wanted to get up. I leaned forward a little and felt that very nice, fat cock of his press against me. I blinked in surprise. That was unexpected. While Etireh always had my ass, and I liked that just fine and dandy, thank you very much, he'd never given me a clue that he'd like me to do him sometime. I was so going to be all over that. A Torquere Press Sip - 9

I trilled softly at him and leaned in to nip his throat. He sucked in a quick breath and let it out on a moan so faint, if I hadn't been a shifter, I'd have never heard it. I grinned and did it again. Etireh moaned louder and there was a tiny hip thrust to go with the sound. I licked a line up his throat and settled my lips over his for a deep kiss that involved plenty of tongue and teeth, keeping it a little rough since he seemed to like that. Etireh's hands landed on my hips and slid up my back, before they tangled in my hair. I hummed my approval when his blunt nails scratched my scalp and he did a little hip wriggle. I broke the kiss and held back a smirk when he moaned a protest. I licked along his jaw to his ear and bit the lobe hard enough to sting but not enough to make him bleed. The needy gasp Etireh made was the best damn thing I'd heard all day. "I'm going to mark you, you're going to let me, and you're even going to like it. I'm going to fuck you hard like I know you want it. Get naked and don't move from this spot. Now." I pulled back to look at Etireh's face, hoping I'd see lust there. If he really was uncomfortable with me dicking him, I wouldn't force the issue. I'd let him have my ass, but I'd still be putting one hum-dinger of a bite mark on him to say he was taken. The look Etireh gave me was all about heat and hunger and it wasn't for the food I'd brought. I backed off him to stand and watch as the clothes he was wearing seemed to just fall away. No matter how many times I saw him do that, it was still cool as hell. He stayed put exactly like I'd told him, but vines rose up under him, raising him so that he was perfectly hipheight for little old me. A bundle of vines pushed up from the floor next to him and spread open to reveal a tube of lube. We'd recently stopped using condoms A Torquere Press Sip - 10

when we agreed that it was pointless for us. I was a shifter and I'd yet to hear of any STD we could catch or spread. Etireh was half-Fae and the same applied to him. Etireh spread his legs and gave me a look that clearly asked what the hell I was waiting for when I just stood there and stared. I might've even been drooling a little. I shed my clothes in record speed. I might've even lost a button or three in my rush. Seeing Etireh all spread out for me was one of the most cock-stirring things ever. I leaned forward and licked a line up his cock just because I couldn't not do that. Etireh had a beautiful cock. I could freely admit that I was a teensy bit of a size queen when it came to my partner. I was happy with whatever a guy happened to be packing in his pants for the most part, but when I was actually gifted with something like what Etireh had, I'd do just about anything they asked to get my mouth or ass around it. Etireh didn't have a long, monster cock. He had a thick one and I loved every glorious, stretching inch of it. Having him take my ass, even after some prep, bordered on almost painful, but I loved that, too. A few moments of burn was totally worth the nearly-too-full feel of having him inside me. I'd never get tired of the way that felt and I'd told him so often enough. I even loved how he'd use that aspect in some of our rougher dominance play. But right now, it was my turn to have his ass and I wasn't about to squander it. Even though I was going to do him good and hard and leave my mark on him, I still wanted to get my lips on that amazingly thick cock of his. His pretty eyes watched me start to lean down and before I'd gotten very far, his vines raised his hips to chest-height for me. I A Torquere Press Sip - 11

grinned at him and swiped a tongue along his length, making him groan in pleasure. Encouraged, I closed my mouth around the head and sucked strongly. Etireh gasped and his hips pushed up, shoving more of his cock into my mouth. I barely managed not to gag. He dropped his hips back to the vines supporting him and mumbled an apology. I backed off and grinned at him. "You like, huh?" "Fuck, yeah. I always like your mouth on me." I laughed. That was true. One of the things Etireh was doing during our play time was slowly training my mouth to take more of him. He wanted me to swallow, too, but that's not something I enjoyed. Although, I knew at some point he was going to make me do it during one of our scenes and the idea of being forced to swallow for his pleasure always made my cock twitch in anticipation. Vines wound around my legs to brush teasingly over my balls but didn't go any farther. I'd have loved for him to push some into my ass, but he seemed to be holding back, possibly because when his vines touched me, he could feel it through them as if it was his hands on me. I could ask him to do it, but his vines inside me always shot lust through my system so fast, I went from aroused to ready to blow between one breath and the next. There was no way in hell I wanted to come before I got my dick into his ass, which was a real possibility if he did anything with his vines. I went back to licking and sucking Etireh's cock. I fondled his balls, pulling and squeezing them firmly. Sweat broke out on his skin and although he was trying to stay still, the muscles of his belly rippled and he twisted ever so slightly under my hands and mouth. His hands tangled in my hair and he tugged hard as he A Torquere Press Sip - 12

panted lightly. He plain loved my mouth on his dick and I loved having it there. I moaned around his cock, liking the roughness of his fingers tangled in my hair. I sucked harder on Etireh and he pulled on my hair painfully. "Going to come if you don't back off, Wynn," Etireh said through clenched teeth. I didn't want to stop sucking Etireh's cock, but I also didn't want him blowing his load before I had my dick in his ass. I wanted to feel him squeezing me when he came and god only knew when I'd get the chance again. Hell, I was still a little shocked that he was going to let me fuck him. His cock slapped against his belly when I opened my mouth and set it free. He swore softly and his breathing was erratic. The head was dark red and shiny from my spit and his pre-come. He looked very fuckable and there was nothing I wanted more at that moment than to stuff my cock in his ass. I grabbed the lube from the vines, opened it, and squirted a generous amount over my fingers. I wasn't anywhere near as thick as Etireh, but no lube or prep was just… rude. And there was a good chance that I'd want to do Etireh again and if I was an inconsiderate asshole about it now, my chances of getting to do him again sometime were somewhere between no-fuckingway and not-a hope-in-hell. Etireh flinched when I rubbed the cool lube against his hole. I snickered and he scowled at me. I rubbed my finger back and forth over the puckered skin, not even attempting to push into him. In less time than I thought, he was subtly thrusting his hips down, trying to get me to push into him. He made a frustrated noise in his throat and narrowed his eyes at me. "Wynn…." There was warning in Etireh's voice. Even if he was bottoming for me, he still liked to be in charge. Good thing I liked that shit. A Torquere Press Sip - 13

"What? You tease the fuck out of me all the time. Turn-around is fair play you know." Etireh smirked at me. Uh oh. Etireh always got exceptionally, creatively cruel in the kinkiest way possible when he got that look. My heart sped up and my dick twitched in anticipation. Whatever he was going to do was going to be seven kinds of cool. Vines twisted around my cock, caging it and giving it a series of little squeezes that felt like the best hand-job of my life. "You're going to stop playing around, finish lubing up my ass, and fuck me hard like you promised, or I'm going to use my vines around your cock to jerk you off before you get anywhere near my ass and you lose the chance to fuck me. I'll also punish your teasing ass later in a way that you're not going to find the least bit fun." A shiver worked over my whole body. For about half a second, I was tempted to keep teasing him just to see what he'd do punishment-wise that he thought I wouldn't think was fun. The vines wrapped around my cock rippled down the length, almost like he was trying to milk my dick, and a soft trill of pleasure left my throat even as I recognized the move for the warning that it was. Nope, Etireh wasn't bluffing. He never bluffed and I adored that about him. I got serious about prepping him, adding more lube and pushing in first one and then two fingers into him, scissoring him open. Etireh was tight and hot and my cock jumped at the idea that I'd soon be pushing into him. He wriggled his hips and a pleasure-filled hum sounded from his throat. I pushed my fingers a little farther into him, smirking a tiny bit when I brushed over his gland and he groaned loudly. I leaned forward and started giving his cock a tongue-bath while I finger-fucked his ass and his breath shuddered out of him. The vines around my dick A Torquere Press Sip - 14

squeezed and released and a moan of pleasure sounded from me. "Wynn, now," Etireh demanded in a low voice. For a guy who could spend forever teasing and arousing the fuck out of me, he had zero patience when he was on the receiving end of the teasing. Good thing I was starting to get a little impatient myself. I licked my lips in anticipation and pulled my fingers from his ass. God, but he was hot when he was all demanding and controlling. I stroked my lube-slicked hand over my dick, leering when Etireh closed his eyes and his hips jerked up at feeling me stroking myself and the vines still wrapped around my dick. I waited for him to pull the vines away, but they stayed where they were, squeezing my cock in a brain-melting rhythm. I could probably come from him doing that alone. "Etireh, take your vines off my cock so I can fuck you," I said, my voice rough with need. Etireh opened his eyes and gave me a wicked smile that sent lust shooting straight to my dick. "No. Fuck me like that." My mouth went dry at the thought of my dick inside Etireh with his vines wrapped around it. It'd be like getting fucked two different ways for both of us. Jesusfucking-Christ, Etireh was one kinky bastard. God, I loved that about him. The vines Etireh was supported by lowered him to hip-height again and I lined my cock up to his hole and pushed the head in slowly. Etireh exhaled softly and groaned a protest when I stopped with just the head inside him to let him adjust. The vines around my legs shifted to cup my ass, pulling me closer and pushing my cock into him at the same time. I bared my teeth at the almost painfully tight slide into him. He felt amazing and my arousal climbed higher. A Torquere Press Sip - 15

"Mmm, feels good, Wynn. Don't play around. I'm too close," Etireh said with a little hip wiggle. I nodded. Unless Etireh was going to give me a vine cock ring, there was no way in hell I was going to last more than ten minutes, tops. My hands gripped his hips and I started fucking him with purpose. Nice, long strokes, pulling almost the entire way out before slamming back in hard. The first rough thrust had Etireh's back arch and a groan of pure pleasure escaped him. I grinned, knowing I'd nailed his prostate and was about to do it again. The vines around my cock gripped and released me, sending jolts of lust through my system and making my rhythm stutter a little. “Ribbed for your pleasure” had taken on a whole new meaning for both of us. Ten minutes? I'd be lucky to last a half dozen thrusts with what his vines were doing and the tight heat of his ass. I wanted Etireh to come before I did, but the man had wicked control and he was working extra hard to push my buttons and make me come. I liked it that he was still dominating me even while I fucked him, but I really, really wanted to feel him lose control before I did. I smirked when the perfect solution came to me. It was a bit of a dirty trick, a whole lot kinky and I might be setting myself up for some punishment later for doing it, but I knew Etireh would love it right now. The man did have a fur fetish after all. I went still, buried deep in his ass, and shifted just enough to have silky, short white fur cover my body and to sharpen my teeth. Etireh's eyes widened in surprise before carnal lust flashed through them, making the red pupils glow like rubies and the green and yellow irises shine with Faeness. He was always hot, but when he let his inhuman half show like he was now, he was A Torquere Press Sip - 16

spectacular. My cock jerked hard and I needed to take a deep breath and let it out slowly to keep myself from coming on the spot. I ground into Etireh and nuzzled his throat, licking the sensitive skin behind his ear and breathing in the scent of earth and plant that was pure Etireh and headier to me than any aphrodisiac. I scraped my teeth against his skin between licks and he shivered, his hips undulating and encouraging me to keep fucking him. I was going to mark Etireh as mine and my ermine teeth were worlds better for that than my human ones. The mark would also last a hell of a lot longer if I did it while partially shifted, even if Etireh was half-Fae and healed faster than a human would. I rubbed my furcoated belly and chest over Etireh, sandwiching his cock between us, and smiled against his skin when his breath caught and he shivered. "Fuck, Wynn. Oh fuck, thank you," Etireh hissed through his teeth as his arms came up to hold me close and he locked his ankles against my waist, grinding into me. Etireh started to move his hips, his vines helping him to fuck himself on my cock. The vines wrapped around my dick rippled and made my head spin with pleasure. Vines pushed and pulled me to fuck Etireh faster and harder. A low trill sounded from my throat at how kinky it was to have Etireh make me fuck him and I clamped my teeth over the meaty joint of Etireh's neck and shoulder. I tasted blood with a little kick of magic to it and growled softly. Etireh screamed and his back arched as he came hard, the sharp pain of my bite tipping him over. His ass and vines clenched and released my cock in an orgasm-inducing rhythm. I stayed perfectly still, buried deep inside him, despite the way my body was A Torquere Press Sip - 17

urging me to pump my hips roughly. I was sure that three strokes, max, was all I'd need to shoot my spunk inside him and I wanted to enjoy every second of his orgasm. Etireh moaned and yanked hard on the short fur at the nape of my neck, making me growl at him but not let go of his shoulder. "Come, Wynn. Now," Etireh ordered and tugged hard on my fur again. The vines still wrapped around my cock milked my orgasm from me without my having to move my hips an inch. I bit Etireh a little harder in my pleasure and he swore softly, but his ass clenched tight and released in pleasure even as he tilted his hips up to take me as deeply as he could. My cock pulsed hard and my balls almost ached with release and I loved every second of it. I finally let go of Etireh's shoulder after the last spurt of come was forced from me, and licked the sluggishly bleeding teethmarks that now decorated his skin. My heart was racing a mile a minute and I could feel Etireh's doing the same. Damn, that'd been good. Etireh's hands stroked down the fur of my back for several minutes, sending me into post-orgasmic bliss. He knew I adored it when he petted me so gently. I was exhausted in the best way possible and didn't want to move any time soon. I'd loved getting my dick into Etireh's ass, but I still liked it better when he shoved that awesomely thick cock of his into me. Etireh gave me an easy push and I flopped to my side on the suddenly king-sized bed of vines supporting us, my softening cock slipping out of his ass. The vines around my dick unwound and slithered over the come-soaked fur of my belly. I watched through half-closed eyes as the vines soaked up Etireh's pollen-dusted spunk. A satisfied sound came from Etireh and a lazy grin tugged my lips up. He could get a subdued flavor on his A Torquere Press Sip - 18

tongue when his vines absorbed things if he wanted and every time they soaked up come, he definitely wanted. I might not really like the taste of come, but Etireh treated it like a delicacy he didn't get often enough and I thought it was hotter than hell to watch him take so much pleasure in it. It was even better when he licked it up. Didn't matter if it was mine or his either, although he said mine tasted better. I caught movement out of the corner of my eye and turned my head to look. My eyes went wide when I saw a vine about as big around as two of my fingers rise up between Etireh's still spread legs. The vine caressed his thighs making him moan softly. I sat up to watch and licked my lips as the vine sent out little tendrils to stroke his balls and cock, wringing tiny pleasure noises from him. The main vine dragged through some of come smeared on the inside of his thigh before heading straight for Etireh's mouth. He opened his lips eagerly and I watched as he started to lick and suck the come off the vine, the whole time making happy, slurping sounds as he locked eyes with me, knowing I'd love the lewd visual. "Fuck that's hot," I said in a low voice, lazy desire trying to stir my cock to life again. "Glad you think so," Etireh said with a grin. "I have this fantasy of shooting a nice big load in your ass and then snowballing you. We'll probably have to work you up to that since you don't like swallowing, but doing that will be a hell of a lot of fun. We'll start slow. Maybe with an open gag while I have you restrained and I'll just come in your mouth so you don't have a choice but to swallow. Yeah, I think I like that idea. Training you to swallow on my command is going to be so much fun." My dick twitched and heat pooled low in my belly. I didn't like to swallow, but the idea of Etireh ordering me to do it or even taking away my choice in the matter A Torquere Press Sip - 19

pushed every kink button I had extra hard. I grinned and leaned down to kiss him, rubbing a thumb over the slightly raised teeth marks on his shoulder at the same time. "Sounds hot. Make sure you wear an open shirt for the next few days. I want those snotty Fae to see that you've been claimed. I don't like people trying to steal my boyfriend." Etireh laughed and kissed me, slipping his tongue between my lips. I loved the way he tasted and didn't even mind the bit of saltiness that was my spunk. Then again, he'd been kissing me with tongue a lot just after licking up our come so I was sort of used to it. My eyes widened when it hit me what he'd been doing for weeks. Etireh pulled back from the kiss and chuckled. "Finally clued in, huh? Took you long enough." "Sneaky bastard," I grumbled without any heat to the words. "And this is news how?" Etireh asked with a soft snort before his voice became serious. "I let you mark me because it pleased me that you felt the need to do that. I like knowing that you wanted a visible mark, for however long it lasts, on me to warn others off. I've been thinking and I'd like you to wear something of mine as well, to show you're taken." Butterflies swooped into being in my stomach. What had started off as something not-so-serious when I bit Etireh as a sign of possession suddenly was. His desire for me to wear something of his to show who I belonged to was awesome in my books. I was totally okay with that, as I loved everything we did together, but I hadn't any idea that Etireh had been thinking along those lines. I would love to wear something of his to show that I was taken, but my being a shifter made that almost impossible. As soon as I shifted, the ring or bracelet or A Torquere Press Sip - 20

necklace would fall off my smaller form. I wouldn't want to leave whatever he gave me with a pile of clothes because it might not be there when I got back. If I shifted on the fly, there'd be no chance to safely put away whatever it was and it'd be lost forever. Fuck, this sucked. "I'd love to wear something of yours, Etireh, but I can't. The first time I shifted, it'd fall off and maybe get lost. I'm not about to be that careless with something that would have meaning to both of us. I'm sorry," I said, my voice holding more than a touch of disappointment. "And you didn't think I'd have considered that already? Really, Wynn, you should know better by now," Etireh said with a hard swat to my ass. Okay, now I was confused. Etireh must've seen that in my expression because he sighed softly and started petting my closest body part as he spoke, making me want to wriggle in delight. "I know that you'd lose whatever traditional type of jewelry I'd give you if you needed to change suddenly. I'd also prefer to give you something a little more personal and connected to me than a gold ring or silver necklace." "Umm, I can't wear silver, Etireh. Just for future reference, it gives me a horrible rash and if it's on my skin long enough, it'll burn me." Etireh nodded. "Noted. But what I had in mind was more personal and able to adapt to you shifting and not getting lost." A vine rose up next to Etireh and he pulled a smaller vine out that was about the thickness of my thumb. Another vine appeared next to him with one of the wickedly long thorns on it. Etireh held up his empty hand and the vine with the thorn whipped out, piercing A Torquere Press Sip - 21

through the center of his palm before snapping back and disappearing wherever it had come from. I swore and tried to grab his palm to see the damage done, but he moved his hand away and brought the small vine to his bleeding palm and dragged it through the blood running from the wound. Etireh said some words in a language I didn't understand—Fae, I assumed—and the blood disappeared into the vine he held. The wound on his palm stopped bleeding and the hole punched through it closed up as I watched. Etireh sat up and I followed suit. He held the vine palm-up in both hands and raised it so that it was level with my throat. His expression was very serious and his voice had almost an echoing quality to it. "Will you accept this gift of flesh and blood freely given and pledge yourself to me, Wynn Bradley? I, Etireh Bougainvillea, vow upon my flesh and blood to care and keep you above all else." My breath caught in my throat. This was serious shit and completely unexpected. His words and tone of voice said this was more than just giving your lover a gift like a promise ring or something. I wanted to say yes, but I also wanted to make sure I understood what I was getting myself into. Only an idiot made promises to the Fae without checking the fine print of the deal even if they were already said Fae's boyfriend. "What, exactly, does this mean and symbolize, Etireh?" A smile twitched his lips. "I'm asking you to be my exclusive lover and offering you the same in return. This is a binding contract among the Fae, and unless I've read you terribly wrong, I think we both want this. I'm not asking for a marriage-like contract. Yet. I don't think either one of us is at that stage, but I hope to be in the A Torquere Press Sip - 22

future. I enjoy our time together, whatever we're doing. I'm falling in love with you, Wynn." The last sentence was said softly and my belly fluttered in excitement. Aside from the time I was seven years old and Tommy Hidigger told me he loved me after I gave him my favorite Hot Wheels car for keepsies, I'd never had anyone besides my parents say that to me. I'd been mentally dancing around my growing feelings for Etireh for weeks and I was relieved to know that I wasn't the only one who felt like what we had was heading into a deeper commitment. Etireh held up the vines again. "Will you accept this gift of flesh and blood freely given and pledge yourself to me, Wynn Bradley? I, Etireh Bougainvillea, vow upon my flesh and blood to care and keep you above all else." "I accept your gift," I said in a soft, but firm voice, the decision a real no-brainer to me now that I knew what the meaning of it was and how Etireh felt about me. Etireh smiled at me and held the vine close to my neck. It slithered from his hands and circled my throat, settling lightly against my collarbone. I touched it and was surprised to find it warm to the touch. There was a faint thump-thump to the vine and I looked at Etireh in surprise. "This won't wither and die in a few days, will it?" I asked, guessing what the vibration in the vine meant. "No," Etireh said with a smile. "The vine is connected to me in a special way. It lives as long as I do. I will need to refresh the blood every few weeks to keep it alive, but it'll only take a few drops instead of what I needed to do the first time. You and I are the only ones who can remove the vine. It will change shape with you when you shift, so you never need to worry about losing A Torquere Press Sip - 23

it. Thank you for accepting me, Wynn. It's a gift I never really expected to get." I leaned in and kissed Etireh softly. He wasn't the only one falling hard. I hadn't missed his comment about a marriage-like contract in our future. If things kept going the way they were between us, I could see that happening by the end of the year. The idea terrified and thrilled me more than anything had in a long time. I was looking forward to making a more permanent claim on Etireh and I think he felt the same way about me. I was an incredibly lucky little ermine and I damn well knew it. End. If you liked this book you might like: Ermine & Bougainvillea

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