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Salayna Silveri Salt

My ribs are only slightly sore still , but the tender ache of them disappears when my body is given a new pain, the ultimate distraction of Dath spearing his cock deep into my cunt. 

I don’t know what he did. All I know is he didn’t kill them. All I know, is that Dath Dragnost, wild, Captain, and my “enemy” , sought revenge…for me. All I know is I should be more careful, that I know little about him, other than he’s beautiful and fucks like a savage, and has claimed me as his. I’ve never been a damsel , never wanted to be saved, but I can admit it, only within my own mind, that I’m turned on by the way he handled it. I’m turned on by the way he seems to care too much about me. I’m turned on by the fact I’m the absolute last person he should want to help, the last person he should have in his bed. Yet, here he is. Here I am. And we’re fucking like we have a vendetta against this bed, against one another. He’s fucking me like he’s punishing me. And maybe he is, maybe he’s angry just like I am over the fact that we’re here, seemingly falling into something far more than either of us expected. 

“Oh god” I whimper with a loud moan, hoping he’s warded the room to be sound proofed, but not caring enough to stop panting and moaning and ask him. 

I’m on my hands and knees , Dath behind me, his fingers digging into my hips like he’s going to rip the flesh right off my body. My hands are pushed into the bed, I use them for what fucking leverage I can manage as he pounds deep inside of me. I’m screaming, he’s groaning, both of us cursing as he violently slams his hips forward, over and over. I can barely fucking breathe and am pretty sure the healers won’t waste their time on sex induced injuries. 

“Youre gonna fucking break me, you’re going to, break, my, pussy” I cry as I pant and this only drives him further.

“Then tell me to stop” he growls as he grabs a fist full of my hair and pulls it back and my breasts, while smaller, feel like they’re going to be fucked right of my chest with how hard they bounce from each of his thrusts. 

“I , c-can’t” I cry. Because I’m not sure if ever tell him stop. 

“And why not Silver?” He groans. 

“I..don’t…want to” I moan and he slows only a little bit, while also letting up on how god damn deep he forced himself inside of me. Allowing me to fucking finally breathe, just barely. I’m sucking in my breaths in between moans, in between little cries as he slaps a hand over my ass , making my pussy clench around him. 

“Why not? Because I belong right here? Because I fuck you better than you’ve ever had it ? Because you need it this as much as I need your tight little loyalist cunt wrapped around my Wild cock?”

“Yes” I cry. 

“To which fucking part gorgeous?” He growls and smacks my ass harder and I clench again around his cock and he groans. 

“Fuck! All of it!” I cry. 

“This pussy alone, is enough to make me want to kill every fucking person on earth if I needed to , to protect it” he groans.

“But then you’ve got this fucking hair” he groans. 

“This pretty, soft, long, silver , fucking hair” he groans and wraps it in his fist more and pulls. 

“Youre infuriatingly gorgeous fucking face” he grunts as he starts to fuck me deeper again and I gasp and try to fucking breathe. 

“I’d burn it all to the fucking ground just to fucking LOOK at you” he growls as if that fact makes him furious. 

“Then you had to go and be….so fucking…” he groans and doesn’t finish as he keeps thrusting into me. 

“You had to go and be, ..so …god damn ..perfect for me” he groans and slows and pants and then pushes me off his cock and then is pushing back and dropping his head and kissing over my back as my pussy pulses and clenches and begs for him silently as my muscles go into a frenzy, gripping for what’s no longer inside of me. 

“Oh fuck” I whimper as his tongue licks from my clit to my cunt and his tongue whirls into me and licks me from the inside and then slips back out and back to my clit as I greedily push back and tilt my hips back and forth as I grind on his mouth as he growls into me. 

I want to just stay here forever. I want to forget about the guard , about the fact I could die at anytime when this man isn’t there to see to it that I fucking don’t. I want to forget that I’m weak, that even though I’ve been working my ass off not to be , that I’ll never be as strong physically, or have the ability to fight like the man that’s currently sending me into another world entirely with the way he’s eating my fucking pussy. I want to forget everything except for him, except for this, this feeling, this escape, this pleasure. I fight back the tears of emotion in my eyes , but I fail and they slip from my cheeks. He’s that good. He’s that good and making me feel a way nobody has ever made me feel. Not just the way his tongue or his cock makes me feel. But, that dangerous feeling that I get everytime he looks me in the eyes, everytime he treats me like I’m NOT weak, everytime he forces me to keep pushing myself. 

“Turn over” he groans as I pant. Whimpering as my aching pussy drips and pulses as I collapse and roll onto my back and look up at him as he strokes his cock while looking at me. The mood has shifted and it’s now intense in a whole other way as those eyes look me right in own and he groans softly with a sigh. 

“Perfect” he mutters. “ so absolutely , fucking, perfect” he says and then is between my legs and my hands go to his chest as my legs spread wide and he guides himself into me. 

I’ve never liked being small, never liked feeling small. It just reminds me of the disadvantage I have now being forced to go through the guard. But under Dath? I feel smaller than ever, yet safer than I’ve ever felt. Feeling small isnt so bad when it’s him making me feel that way. 

I gasp as he slides back into me. Like it’s been days and not seconds. Stretching around him again makes my back arch and his head dip down as he curves his back to reach my forehead and presses a kiss to it. 

“You make me fucking crazy” he mutters. 

“Ditto” I exhale and I feel his lips move into a smile against my forehead as he presses another kiss to my forehead. 

“Salayna I-“

His words are cut off by a siren. My eyes flying wide. I’ve never heard it but I know what it means. So does he. 

“Shit” he’s cursing as he flies off the bed and starts darting around , dressing as I lay there in a panic against the bed. 

“Dath” I say his name my voice shaking.

“Stay here.” He says angrily. “DONT FUCKING GO ANYWHERE” 

“ANYWHERE!” He repeats and I nod and he’s dressed like he practices it. He’s running to the bed where I’ve managed to sit up. Clutching his covers to my chest. He grabs my face. 

“Promise me…that you’ll stay right here” he says breathing hard. And I nod.

“Okay” I answer him. 

“PROMISE me” he growls. 

I swallow and nod again. “I promise” 

He exhales and closes his eyes and then opens them and looks at me. 

“Come back to me.” I whisper and I hate the tears in my eyes. The way I’m attached, the way I’m tied to this man without any choice because my heart is a silly, stupid little thing that doesn’t care about names or titles or enemies or loyalist and wilds. 

“Always” he whispers. “I already told you….it all will burn to ground before I let anything take me from you” 

I feel the boulder sized lump in my throat. Tears streaming down my cheeks. 

“Promise me” I whisper.  If he could ask for promises , so could I. 

“I promise.” He doesn’t hesitate. 

“I don’t break my promises Silver.” He whispers and I nod , the siren blares and he kisses me hard. Our mouths parting and I hold his face. My hands slipping into his hair. Wishing I could beg him not to go. There’s pounding on the door. His name being shouted and then he’s looking at me. 

“Salayna I Lo-“

“Tell me when you get back” I cut him off. Because confessions like that , at moments like this, meant he thought he might not get the chance to say it again. Me he knows why I’m telling him to wait till he gets back. Because it’ll give him one more reason not to fail. One more thing to fight for. 

“There’s plenty of food in the little fridge. You’ll be fine. Don’t leave this room. Do you hear me?” He says. Even though I’ve already promised him ,I nod. 

“Coming!” He yells at the voices outside. I hear several boots pounding down the halls and over head as everyone who’s not in the first year of the guard, prepares for whatever the threat is outside these walls. 

He kisses me hard one more time and his mouth lingers and lingers. I whimper as he holds my lips to his. 

“Burn it to the ground” I pant as he leaves my lips and he grins slightly and nods. 

“To ashes if I must” he says it like a vow and then ….then he’s gone.