Stellaluna

Heart

Selene

We had been at the southern capital for three days now. Donovan has not let me sleep much at all the entire time we'd been here, not that I was complaining. 'King Axel', as he'd have us call him, had been gone but had apparently made a sudden appearance and had called for an assembly so everyone could devote themselves at once. It was quite unorthodox. But I was merely a witch, so my thoughts on the matter were quite unappreciated.

I sat up in bed, only to have a pair of thick tanned arms wrap around me and pull me back down.

"And where do you think you are going?" Donovan rumbled against my shoulder, where he was inevitably trying to leave yet another hickey. I did so enjoy his morning voice, deep and gravely. I got goosebumps and gasped as I felt just how much he wanted me to stay in bed, as it stabbed into my backside. His hands crept up and grasped both of my breasts, giving them a small squeeze as he sucked on that one spot. I turned around and pushed him back, chastising him.

"Donovan you know I don't heal as quickly as werewolves. This will leave a mark that could last for days!"

"That's the point my love," he grinned before pressing his lips to my collarbone, ready to make another.

"Donovan," I gasped, getting a bit flustered, "we don't have time." He moved to my ear, nibbling on the lobe and whispered,

"We always have time."

I couldn't really argue with that logic, especially as I could already feel the slickness growing between my thighs. I climbed on top of him, and straddled his waist, lining myself up with my now most treasured possession.

"We must be quick then," I muttered, mostly to myself before spearing myself on his massive morning wood. He moaned, grabbing my hips to help me, but with a small wave of my hand, his were above his head, being tied to each post by magic.

"You wont be in control this time, darling," I chuckled, placing my hands on his chest and slowly lifted myself up, to where he was almost all the way out, and slowly lowering myself down, savoring every single inch. He was so large, I honestly couldn't believe he fit inside me. I rocked my hips forward and back, quickly gaining speed and leaned back, with one hand on his thigh behind me and the other rubbing my waiting cl*t. I moaned and looked him in the eye, "You like watching me touch myself?" I asked him, and he nodded, his mouth slightly open and his eyes dark. I smiled and continued, his gaze making me feel powerful in a way I had never experienced before. I could feel myself getting closer, and started bouncing up and down on his c*ck, his small groans and the sound if his labored breath pushing me off the edge. I came fast and hard, squeezing his d**k with every pulse and wave that rushed over me. But I wasn't done, I turned around, my back to him, and leaned forward, making sure he could see everything front and center, and rode him backwards like that. This was all for him. And my efforts were not in vain as I heard him curse and also thank his Goddess, moaning so sexily, I think I might come again. I pushed my back into it, throwing my a** down and back up, his sounds of strangled approval motivating me, until he yelled and jerked his whole body, making me feel I was riding an actual stallion. I felt his load burst into me and spill out, as he stuffed me over capacity.

I gently lifted myself off of him and got off the bed, releasing him as I walked to the bathroom. But before I could reach the door he had me pinned against it and was roughly kissing me. I wrapped my arms around him, smiling into the kiss.

"You liked that didn't you, mon coeur?" I asked him.

"Yes. It wasn't very nice though."

"We didn't have time for nice. Besides I know you love it when I'm in charge." I smirked and headed to the shower. We really needed to hurry since we- I mean since he decided to be a horn dog.

We showered quickly, though it was difficult as I felt his love, satisfaction, and overwhelming lust and desire for more. Thank god for my sense of propriety, otherwise we would never leave. I walked to the assembly room, Donovan following like a dog in heat, grabbing my bum and pinning me against every unoccupied wall. Though I suppose he very much was one. He might as well be wearing a collar and leash the way he was acting. Oh, actually that sounds like a grand idea. I mentally noted it for when we got home, just as we arrived. The room was packed with people from all over. I knew ours wasn't the only town he had overrun, but I didn't expect there to be so many!

Donovan waved over some of the members of our village and we all formed small groups. King Axel and his wingman soon entered and sat upon a throne. Wow. An actual throne. Pretentious, I scoffed. Donovan pinched my right bum cheek and shook his head slightly. Werewolf hearing, riiiiight.

The King looked young, with red hair and fair skin, I suppose one might find him attractive. But I liked men. One man to be specific. His right hand man stepped foward.

"You may kneel to your King," he said. Everyone soon obliged. "Now, do you- state your names," he said, and everyone spoke at once, "- vow your loyalty, mind and body, to King Axel?" I felt a strange tremor in the air as he spoke, and looked around. Everyone vowed yes.

"Do you swear your undying allegiance to King Axel and bind yourselves to his will?" There was definitely magic here. A spell was being cast. And I could tell it wasn't a simple one. I grabbed Donovans hand and quietly began a quick protection spell against harm.

Everyone vowed yes. And I felt like a trap was slowing closing in on us. I finished and went into another, this one against other magic users and spells.

"Do you swear to speak only the truth to the King, to give your lives to the King, and to obey every command he issues?" Merde! This was no regular induction. This was a binding spell. They were selling their souls to him! I rushed to finish, pulling Donovan's hand, begging him mentally to stop, but he seemed in a trance, too far into the spell to stop. I finished the spell just as they all agreed.

Complete silence filled the hall. I could barely hear breathing.

"Have any of you seen a witch or wolf with extraordinary abilities?" Asked the wizard. Everyone shook their heads except for a few who raised their hands. The king waved his hand and those people were taken from the room by guards.

"You are dismissed. You may all leave and think about anyone you have ever met with exceptional abilities and will deliver their names to me tomorrow." Everyone marched dutifully out, Donovan pulling me with him as he too followed suit. He dragged me back to our rooms and sat on the bed quietly.

"Mon coeur? Donovan, my love, are you okay?" I patted his cheek. He was unresponsive and I was getting really worried. Did I finish in time? I tugged on our bond and felt an echo. I felt something but not much. Oh dieu, oh my god please let him be okay! I grabbed both of his hands and brought them to my lips, pleading, begging, all the gods I could think of.

"What happened Selene?" He asked slowly

"What are you feeling right now" I pressed

"I keep thinking of you and Evie. That there's something about you that I'm supposed to tell someone.."

His face was pale and his eyes so dark they were almost black. He looked up at me suddenly, scared.

"Selene theres this voice in my head. I keep fighting it but I don't know if I can. Selene I'm scared-" he stopped suddenly, looking down again.

"Who.. do I know.. theres someone.." he muttered to himself.

"Nom de dieu.." I fell to my knees, crying, "I have failed."