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Chapter 1
Kit is leaving. She’s made up her mind with no thoughts of what she was throwing into her backpack. Clothes sure, but it was a hasty pack. Kit needed to get out of the castle as quickly as possible. Staying here wasn’t an option anymore. Sure, she was heir to Tir Asleen, Sorsha’s Alpha daughter meant to continue the line with strong pups, even though her Omega twin brother was more than capable of providing beautiful strong heirs for their mother.
Kit had held her tongue, been sociable and pliant to what was expected of her with her arranged marriage to Omega Graydon Hastur. The wedding was tomorrow, something Kit has done her best to not think about. There’s been so many preparations over the past few weeks for the event and tonight's party was to kick it all off and all it did was break Kit’s spirit and her heart.
It was going well until Kit was paraded around without warning. Kit wore what her mother wanted her too, even if it made her skin itch and her back sweat, but it left her bare throat open for all to ogle at. It pissed her off with each noble who walked by and tilted her chin with pleased smiles that she was still unmarked by a mate. What she couldn’t understand is why they didn’t treat Graydon the same, he was the Omega after all. No, it was all about Kit’s ability to abstain.
Her irritation was more prickly than normal since her mother had ended her dosage of suppressants during this moon. Something about trying to align the timing of her first rut with Graydon’s heat to ensure that when they were locked in a room together them mating was bound to happen.
It was barbaric, nonconsensual, and Kit wanted to rip it all apart with her teeth.
Lady Alphas don’t bare their teeth Kit.
Stop growling.
Control your pheromones.
Despite all that, Kit had continued with her role with forced smiles and attempting her best to reign in her pheromones and growls. The saving grace of her evening, until it went to shit, was that Jade didn’t leave her side. Her best friend, devoted guard, and the one that Kit loved; Jade Claymore.
When Jade was near her Kit found it easier to let her pheromones be more approachable. Kit’s always been yielding to Jade’s presence but over the past few weeks whenever Jade gets close Kit finds herself swooning. Jade has always smelt good, Kit’s nose eagerly seeking it every opportunity. The appeal of leather, oil, cedar and the distinction of Jade’s essence. Kit could find it and track it anywhere with how often she subconsciously sought it out. Sometimes the only thing that could calm the inferno boiling within her veins and let her find peace within herself for a few blissful moments away from everything was Jade’s presence alone.
Having Jade in her arms while dancing Kit dared to let herself dream. She’d made bargains with her mother in regards to the marriage. Her only real demands being that Jade be named her personal guard with quarters in the castle and official Tir Asleen armor crafted for her. Kit planned to surprise Jade with it the day after the wedding. While they danced, Kit tried to hint about the life they could still have because Kit was determined to have some choice in how her life played out and the only choice Kit has ever wanted was Jade.
Talking about the dream of still being able to ride and train together turned sour in Kit’s gut when Jade confessed that she’d been accepted to train with the Shining Legion. That an exception was made for unpresenting individuals which was incredibly rare. If Kit wasn’t so heartbrokenly shattered, she’d be proud of Jade’s accomplishment.
Jade was considered a Beta, having never shown signs of Alpha or Omega qualities, which of itself was rather rare. Most everyone presents at the first changes of puberty and then parents choose to place them on suppressants until adulthood. It was law within the realm to prevent unwanted pregnancies through the population and help maintain strain of resources. Jade had never presented though and while some questioned it, the questions never amounted to anything, and Jade was tasked with training Kit since Jade wouldn’t trigger anything within Kit before her marriage could be arranged.
Little did all those nosy interfering adults know, it still didn’t stop Kit from falling in love with Jade. True mates were incredibly rare and practically unheard of anyway. Most stories of it were tall tales or spoken like legends. Not even Kit’s parents were true mates which Kit often used in her arguments with her mother. It didn’t stop Kit from daydreaming about talking to Jade of her feelings and proposing sharing a mating bite with her. All Kit has ever wanted is to be wanted by Jade.
Although Kit has a new want now and that is to not get married tomorrow and to disappear beyond the barrier in search of something she realizes she’ll never find here; happiness.
She barely makes it past the front gate and once she hits the edge of the stables her feet pull in a familiar direction without her conscious thought. Her body will always lead her to Jade and it's how she finds herself climbing up the side of the building and pushing open the unlocked window. Not that Kit could leave without telling Jade goodbye.
Jade is fast asleep in her near too small bed and Kit stalls once she’s in Jade’s space. The scent that fills her lungs is heavy and comforting. The constant buzz that’s been building under Kit’s skin for weeks now seems to settle when her body realizes she’s surrounded by Jade. She sucks in a deep breath and feels tethered to the earth.
It takes great effort to keep her footsteps light as she crosses the room, wincing slightly as the wooden floorboards creak under her weight. Still, she’s able to slide up to the side of Jade’s bed and smiles when she sees just how peaceful Jade is in sleep. There’s always been a worry wrinkle between her brows anytime Jade has to be around the other nobles, her mother, or anyone that looks at them with judgment. The only time Kit has found Jade’s face as peaceful, or at least of a happier expression, is when they’ve been alone together.
Kit can’t leave without saying goodbye, without filling her lungs with Jade’s scent and hoping it burns enough that she’ll never forget it. She’s quick in her execution and hopes that Jade isn’t hiding a knife under her pillow when she deftly covers Jade’s mouth to suppress her scream and then proceeds to swing her leg over Jade’s hip to hold her down while Jade processes that it’s Kit who has snuck into her room.
“Hey, it's just me,” Kit keeps her voice low so as to not startle the horses below. Jade’s night responsibility is to ensure the stable's condition, making sure it doesn’t burn down, and prepping horses for the knights if any orders come. It rarely happens so Jade is given plenty of privacy but still Kit doesn’t want anyone outside the stables alerted because she’s gotten the horses spooked.
“Fuck,” Jade twists under Kit’s thighs, settling better beneath her and Kit fights back a groan at how her clit burns at the friction against the seam of her pants.
Kit’s never experienced a rut but she’s been educated to ensure she doesn’t tarnish the Tanthalos name . She knows that as it nears she’s going to be sensitive and easily aroused. Her mother had already lectured her on being a lady and not sporting boners around the castle. So far she’s been lucky she’s only experienced a handful and while fascinated with her anatomy’s change, she’d only fiddled with it out of curiosity. She came embarrassingly quick in her hand with an ache that took ages to go away. Probably because it was an empty orgasm and she didn’t have anything to satisfy her knot with.
Jade shuffles again, pulling herself up to her elbows and Kit feels her cheeks heat up as her mind instantly draws a five stage plot of Jade being able to satisfy Kit’s Alpha.
“Kit,” Jade’s hands fall briefly to Kit’s forearms before pulling back and fisting them down at her sides, “You scared me half to death. What are you doing?”
Kit feels heat licking up her arms from the short contact and Kit has to close her eyes and breath through her nostrils to try and still herself. Now that Jade is settled between Kit’s thighs, her scent is filling Kit’s nose so thickly that saliva builds on the back of her tongue. Goddess, Kit wants .
She swallows and then opens her eyes to meet Jade’s confused tilt and lighting strikes in her heart. All she wants is Jade; every adventure in life, to be looked at by those brilliant eyes for all her years. If she asks Jade to run away with her, would she?
“I’m leaving. I came to say goodbye,” Kit answers and then mentally curses herself because that's not what she really wanted to say.
“Goodbye?” Jade shuffles more, sitting up better, and Kit has to dig her canine into her lip to keep from moaning at how the motion rubs against her. She feels a tightening behind the pulse of her clit and fights a groan as her blood rushes south in a quick fit of betrayal.
“KIt, I know you’re upset,” Jade’s face twists and falls and Kit figures Jade is thinking of how Kit reacted to the news of Jade’s pending departure. She is upset but it’s more because of her shattered heart.
“It’s okay Jade,” Kit brushes her hair out of her face, knocking her hood back and then settling her hands on Jade’s strong shoulders. Her fingers bury into the soft thin sleep shirt and feels the heat radiating from Jade’s skin. Kit has a desire to warm herself along Jade’s body and has to swallow down the urge to just lay out fully right that second, “I’m thinking clearly for the first time in a while.”
By that, Kit means she’s picturing herself wrapped up in Jade’s arms like it's a reality she could make happen. If only Jade wanted it too.
“If you were you would know that running away isn’t,” Jade starts but Kit vehemently shakes her head. It’s not just about running away. Yes, she wants to escape the chains of expectations and an arranged marriage, but Kit is thinking clearly about what she really wants and it’s right here, safe in her hands and wrapped like the perfect present between her thighs.
“This isn’t about marrying Graydon,” Kit starts but then shakes her head again, her hands resulting in shaking Jade’s shoulders as well, “Okay, maybe it’s about that but I’m looking for something and it’s not here,” Kit tries to offer her reasoning and hope that Jade sees right through it, to ask the right questions.
“What are you looking for?” Jade asks and Kit practically beams as bright as the morning sun because it’s the right question. It’s the opening Kit has been desperate for because now she can lay her heart out for Jade to see.
“Happiness.”
Her answer is spoken with her smile and her hands clench eagerly at Jade’s shoulders, hoping that Jade can see what Kit has known she’s felt for so long.
“What would make you happy Kit?” Jade’s voice cracks and Kit drops lower to hear her better and it brings them close. Kit can see the flecks in Jade’s irises, pupils wide as her eyes flick between Kit’s own. Jade’s own breath stutters and puffs between them and Jade’s scent floods Kit’s senses with warmth.
Her blood hums within her veins and Kit starts to feel attuned with the strength and desire that has always been restrained within herself. She’s a bit startled by how swiftly it surges to the forefront. All at the opportunity to finally say;
“You.”
Jade jolts a bit at the single word that Kit speaks with such reverence. The air stills between them and Kit realizes they both have stopped breathing at her revelation.
“Me?” It leaves Jade with such a whisper of disbelief that it cracks at the thin wall around Kit’s heart that was slowly building up to prepare for rejection. Kit’s fingers twitch, bringing her touch closer to Jade’s neck from her shoulders and as they brush against feverish skin, Kit feels the touch sing as Jade’s neck flexes. Kit stares down, eyes tracing the cord of Jade’s neck, and feels the gums around her canines pulse with want. It’s as if Kit’s entire body is responding to the knowledge that Kit belongs to Jade. Her own neck pulses with the desire to feel Jade’s teeth sink into the skin and mark Kit forever as hers.
The air feels like it sparks between them and the charge builds and crackles over Kit’s skin as she lowers herself down even more, eyes on plump parted lips and just before Kit closes the space Jade licks out to wet them. Want flips over low in Kit’s belly.
“Yeah, Jade,” Kit whispers as the space diminishes near to nothing between them. Her lips barely pull against Jade’s with her next words, “I want you.”
Jade surges the last inch of space and their lips slot together for the first time, like they were always meant to slide together. Kit isn’t sure who moans but it’s eagerly swallowed between them both as Jade sits up fully to wrap her hands around the belt on Kit’s waist. Kit’s mind sputters and falls still at finally experiencing something she’s dreamed of. Jade’s lips are soft despite being slightly chapped; they mold against Kit’s in an zealous push and pull that has Kit’s blood boiling quickly under her skin. She feels incredibly hot all the sudden and parts to pant briefly before she reconnects their lips and tilts so Jade bends in response.
The motion shifts them and Kit settles more into Jade’s lap but she pulls back, uncertainty suddenly lancing through her veins. Jade’s eyes flutter open, chest heaving under Kit’s hands where she tries to quickly catch her breath. Kit’s own lungs struggle to pull in a full breath from the excitement of finally kissing the woman of her affections and her mouth fills with the heady flush of Jade’s scent.
Her clit pulses and Kit shuffles, trying to find relief to a relatively still ‘new’ foreign feeling. Jade’s eyes flutter again and her fingers tighten against Kit’s waist in an attempt to stop her wiggling. Kit can’t get comfortable and groans when Jade’s grip tightens even more.
“What was the plan here Kit?” Jade lets out a huff and Kit finally settles but it’s with dread at the tone that drops from Jade’s lips, “You were just going to tell me you were leaving and then kiss me like that?”
Kit winces because that’s not it at all and she can’t bear to hear the hurt that Jade can’t hide, “Actually I was hoping to confess my undying love and attraction to you and that you’d run away with me.”
Kit braces for the push back; a laugh, gentle let down, outrage. None of that happens. Instead Jade just blinks up at her rapidly and her lips twitch like she’s trying to say something. The word she does end up forming is a breathy exhale of Kit’s own name.
Heat is prickling through her skin again, an instant reaction to her name being said like that, and irritating it where rough fabric rubs against her with every shift of her body. It doesn’t help when Jade’s fingers curl tighter into her waist and slip under the edge of her leather waist cincher. Then those very fingers, that Kit has hyper focused on, drift and scratch and pull and Kit gone to the slight sensation.
“Undying love and attraction?” Jade questions and Kit’s eyes drop to where the slightest peek of a pink tongue darts out and wets Jade’s lips.
Kit decides on honesty, peeled open and raw. She wants to leave Jade with no doubts, no need to seek something to confirm further in Kit’s confession.
“It has always been you. I seek your scent out always,” Kit brings her hand to rest at Jade’s pulse point, teasing the tip of her finger into the scent gland below her ear. Her gums pulse with another wave of ache. She runs the edge of her tongue over her canine and mentally urges herself to calm, to get through her declaration, “I can’t bear any of this without you, Jade.”
The pulse under Kit’s finger jumps and she pushes down harder, the skin turning lighter under the pressure of her touch, “I won’t.”
The wrinkle between Jade’s brow softens and Kit can’t help the uptick of her mouth seeing the softness return to Jade’s expression. When Jade jerks forward suddenly, Kit is taken by surprise, their lips connecting with a harsh bite that quickly has a moan ripping from deep in Kit’s chest. The fingers that teased under her belt have now circled around to travel up Kit’s back till they pinch into the space between her shoulder blades, pulling Kit more into Jade’s chest.
The kiss turns sloppy fairly quickly and Kit relaxes into it, lips parting to let Jade lick up behind her teeth. It sends a pang of want from her gums and down until it pulses heavy between her legs. Jade grips at the fabric of Kit’s leather vest and Kit swallows the whine on the next sweep of their tongues touching. Without breaking their desperate slide of lips Kit reaches behind herself and undoes her belt, dropping it with a heavy thud beside the bed. She doesn’t stop there, the sweat building on her chest and down her back has her ripping open her leather vest and tossing it aside too.
The fabric of her tunic is thinner and the slightest bit of relief occurs as the heat is able to breathe better with the removed layers lying on the floor. It's just barely a reprieve, striking up hotter when Jade instantly takes advantage of the reduced layers and drags her fingers down Kit’s back until she hits the hem of Kit’s pants. Kit isn’t even aware of the low noise that vibrates in her throat. She’s barely seeing past a haze as she finally breaks their lips apart, pulling back and then ripping her shirt out of her pants and off her body.
Jade’s hands fall to Kit’s waist, frustratingly seaking out fabric to keep their skin from touching, and Kit growls low in her chest when she reaches for Jade’s hands and brings them to flutter against Kit’s stomach. Her growl dies in her throat as she blinks through the lust clouding her mind, broken by the sensation of someone else touching her skin for the first time.
Kit blinks and lets Jade’s hands go, realizing they’ve completely stomped through a line without care, “Is this okay?”
Jade swallows, keeping frustratingly still against Kit, “Yes. Very. Are you okay with it?”
Kit takes a deep breath, which for a long second shorts her brain as Jade’s scent has thickened in the air considerably. It’s so thick on Kit’s tongue that she practically pants as it fills her mouth.
“I want it all. All of you, all of us,” Kit closes her eyes, “Every bit that we can take tonight.”
Kit knows Jade is going to tell her not to run away come morning and Kit knows she’s going to listen even though her heart is going to shatter a million ways. Jade’s only ever wanted to be a knight and has faced and pushed through all odds; testament to getting accepted into the Shining Legion. Kit’s proud of her, even if her heart has shattered a million ways tonight in learning how she’s being left behind. Jade will come back to her, to whatever terrible truth becomes of Kit’s life, and Kit will wait eagerly hoping to find wholeness again.
Jade pulls her hands back from Kit’s trembling abs and it prompts Kit to jerk and look down. Their eyes instantly connect and Kit falls into the pools of blown pupils and fluttering eyelashes and Jade pulls at the tie holding her sleep shirt closed. As the tie pulls loose, the fabric sighs open and Kit takes in each new freckle and hard line of definition that is revealed. She keeps herself incredibly still, afraid this might just be some elaborate wet dream she’s been having since her suppressants were stopped.
The slightest reveal of the swell of Jade’s breasts has Kit grunting as her clit pulses heavy and starts to swell. The feel of her pants getting tighter pulls the softest whine from behind where she’s biting into her bottom lip. She shouldn’t be surprised it’s happening but it is still very new to her. Kit at least thought she would hold out until there was more touching and grinding but nope, a little view of side boob and Kit is popping a boner.
It is Jade’s boobs though and Kit can’t look away as the shirt falls open completely now. Kit thinks she tastes the slightest hint of copper as her teeth pinches tighter into her bottom lip as her eyes take in the expanse of freckled flushed skin laid bare beneath her. Jade’s freckles go all the way down, disappearing into the waistband of her sleep shorts. Dark dusty nipples peak in the cool night air and Kit focuses in on the constellation of freckles that practically chart a course from collarbone to Jade’s nipple. She’d like to trace the path with the tip of her tongue, to wrap her lips around each mark and suck a bruise into each one.
Jade props herself on her elbows, Kit’s gaze following the bounce of her tits, and licks her bottom lip between her teeth briefly, “I want you too Kit. Everything we can have tonight.”
Kit starts to drop forward at Jade’s admission but is stopped quickly by a splayed hand against her abs.
“I can’t risk getting pregnant,” Jade’s words send a pang of disappointment through Kit’s gut and she internally scolds herself. It’s a barbaric desire that Kit has never entertained. She’s never been keen on siring pups but the temptation of forbiddenness at Jade’s clarity has Kit feeling something that frightens her a bit. The fullness between her legs twitches at the mental image of spilling herself deep inside Jade.
“We can’t bite each other either,” Jade’s voice cuts through the mental pictures running rampant in Kit’s mind and she jerks her head up, finally taking her eyes off Jade’s breasts. If Kit was disappointed in not being able to come inside Jade, this feeling is devastating. She wants Jade as her mate, claimed fully for the world to see. She wants to posture and strut and preen at having such a strong and perfect mate. To show the world that true happiness and love can be attained.
Jade’s palm cups Kit’s cheek, “I know darling.”
Kit sees the pain in Jade’s expression. Jade wants it just as much and that shaves the tiniest splinter off the feeling clenching her heart so painfully. Kit drops, following an instinct, and trials her nose at the base of Jade’s neck. She places the softest of kisses over Jade’s scent gland and vows to herself to never sink her teeth here, even if Jade begs. Even if it rips Kit apart every second she’ll ever be with her love.
Calloused hands find their way back to Kit’s waist and Kit takes a deep breath of Jade’s scent where it’s strongest. Her mouth instantly waters and she tortures herself, and probably Jade, by licking a strip from the base of Jade’s neck till she can nip at the shell of Jade’s ear. Those fingers bite painfully into her skin, leaving the faintest of half crescent moons in their wake. Kit will wear any mark that Jade wants to leave on her body.
Jade settles into the mattress, Kit’s body following her down until they nearly press into each other. Kit props herself on her elbows, still dragging her nose over the expanse of flesh that is now dangerous territory. Kit’s always liked to toe lines and push against boundaries. She’s a sucker for punishment. She wonders how Jade would choose to punish her if it was a less firm boundary to tease with.
Jade’s hands dance along Kit’s back. Her skin tingles where fingers drag and trace through the divots of her muscles from how she’s propped herself. She sighs as the touch stokes heat in every crevice it can seep into. Kit has rested her forehead down in the crook of Jade’s neck, breathing deeply and letting her insides coat with Jade’s scent. She rubs her cheek, then brings her neck down to rub against Jade’s shoulder before reversing the pass till she’s nosing at Jade’ scent again, now faint with Kit’s own scent, hints of parchment and flowers. She makes a mental note to ask Jade what she really smells like to her. If it's as addicting as Jade’s scent is to her.
Jade brings her hands up over Kit’s shoulders and then fingers sweep into the hairs at the base of Kit’s neck, pulling and angling her up away from Jade’s to bring their lips back together in the start of a soft kiss. Kit sighs into it and finds herself willing to settle despite the whirlwind of emotion swirling around behind her ribcage. She stretches a leg out, bringing herself to lay beside Jade instead of hovering over her hips.
Their chests press together and while Kit feels like an inferno of desire, Jade’s skin is equally flushed and warm but enough difference in temperature that it feels like a brush of ice briefly against Kit’s breasts when they press against Jade’s. Her lips swipe against Jade’s lower lip just as she lets out a gasp and her hips jerk beneath Kit’s.
“Oh.”
Kit grunts as the pressure of the movement applies delicious friction to the hard length between her thighs. It pulses with want and Kit fights to still the quick jerk of her hips in response. Her hips rest along the side of Jade’s thigh and if Kit just presses her hips forward she could seek friction through the grind but she at least has the mind to not rut into Jade’s leg just yet.
Jade is looking down between them and when Kit glances down to see what has captured her attention Kit can see where her pants have tented as her length strains against the material.
“Does it freak you out?” Kit suddenly worries that maybe Jade wouldn’t be into Kit’s sudden appendage. It’s one thing to know Kit is an Alpha, it's another to be presented with the hard truth.
Jade’s fingers start moving again, teasing along the cord at Kit’s neck then down between the valley of Kit’s breasts, dragging through the ridges of Kit’s flexed abdomen till her fingers rest at the waistband of her pants.
“No,” It's a whisper, just as the tips of her fingers press under the band of her pants and scratch slightly at the start of Kit’s pubic hair, “I’m fascinated with all of you.”
Kit’s mouth dries as she starts breathing heavily, eyes dancing along every feature and expression Jade has while trying not to hone solely on the fact that Jade is now thumbing at the knot that holds the laces closed on her pants. One twist and tug and Kit will be freed from the tight material holding her bound.
Kit brings her hand down to trace along the ridge of vein and bones in Jade’s hand. Her eyes trace over the action and she wonders how Jade’s hand would feel against her length. The strength that Jade has; would she hold Kit tightly in dominance or gentle like one holds a small animal? Jade’s fingers twist and lock around the knot and Kit swallows thickly, trying to bring moisture back into her mouth.
Kit drops her hand from Jade’s and tugs gently at the ties holding Jade’s sleep pants closed, “Can we do it together?”
Jade tilts upwards, closing the distance between their lips again and pulls Kit’s upper lip between her own. Working it with a soft flex between her own, tongue darting to flutter softly against the sensitive flesh trapped.
“Yes, please,” Jade shifts and works on pulling Kit’s bottom lip between her own now and Kit hisses as a sharp tooth catches against it. She twitches again and Jade groans, fingers flexing into the cords and working the ties loose, palm falling to press against Kit lightly until Kit thrusts forward eager to nudge herself more into Jade’s palm.
Kit can’t get her fingers to stop trembling but she still manages to get Jade’s pants untied and then eagerly pulls them loose from her hips before she forces herself to slow down. Part of her mind can’t catch up with the fact that they are currently undressing each other in the deep hours of the night. There’s a small recess in the back of Kit’s mind that this is all just some elaborate dream and she’ll wake up to servants knocking on her doors to get her ready for a wedding she wants to run from.
Her fear fizzles as her pants are shimmed down her hips, boots kicked free, and she hisses as the cool night air hits her member as it bobs in the space between them as Kit pulls back to give room. Jade’s eyes are locked between Kit’s hips as Kit works Jade’s pants down with only hand which is awkward as hell having to alternate between each side to pull them down till they hit her knees.
She understands the fascination though as Jade’s dark pubes are visible now and Kit catches the slight sheen at the tips of the curls at the dip of her hips. Jade’s scent floods the room and Kit has to lock her joints to keep from crushing down into the body beneath hers.
Kit shifts back onto her knees and drops her hands to Jade’s thighs, “You are so beautiful.” Kit looks up and meets Jade’s awed expression. They hold each other's gaze for just a brief moment before Jade is looking down again and when Kit looks down too Jade’s hand is hovering just over the tip of her dick. The head is weeping precum and just the visual of Jade’s hand so close to touching her has her clenching her inner muscles and causing her dick to jerk.
“You can touch me,” Kit keeps her voice soft, afraid she might startle them both too much to continue beyond looking at each other.
“You can touch me too,” Jade’s hands instead wrap back around Kit’s hips and pull Kit back into her body. Kit settles back down, eyes closing tight as they press flush together and her length bumps Jade’s inner thigh.
Kit drops her head low, hair tickling at Jade’s flushed skin as Kit wraps her lips around each freckle she discovers. Strong hands find the back of Kit’s head, pressing down each time Kit pulls back to find a new freckle. She’s licked a path from Jade’s collarbone to just beside her nipple and Kit takes a moment to appreciate the sight before bravely wrapping her lips around it.
Jade’s fingers pull tighter in her hair and on a harder grasp Kit involuntarily nips at the nipple she was just circling with her tongue and marveling how it moved with each roll. Kit was fascinated by Jade’s breast but as Jade jerked her hips up Kit was suddenly hyper aware by how heavy her desire had pooled between her own legs.
Kit pulls back lips popping and a trail of saliva pulls until it breaks as Kit looks up to meet wide blown pupils and Jade panting desperately from Kit’s affection. It was the most beautiful sight and Kit paused to commit it to memory, hoping it would be enough to sustain her until they could be reunited.
Jade, always perceptive to Kit’s emotions, reaches up to cup her cheek as her eyes soften, “I want to feel you. I think I’m ready.”
Kit’s gaze falls, eyeing the damp curls between Jade’s thighs where her scent has been flooding Kit’s senses since removing her pants. Kit nods once, hair falling to shield her face and how heat blooms behind her cheeks as she shuffles until she situates herself between Jade’s thighs. She tucks her knees into the bed and pulls Jade’s thighs over them, spreading her open and Kit can’t think beyond the recognition of looking down at Jade’s wet folds.
Jade had said she could touch. Kit pulls her bottom lip between her teeth as she reaches out to run the very tips of her fingers through soft curls and sliding through wetness to gather it in her hand. It’s thick on the tip of her fingers and she rubs her thumb over it to smear it before bringing her fingers up to her lips and licking them clean.
Kit loved Jade’s scent but tasting her has quickly become her new favorite way to experience Jade’s essence. She brings her fingers back between Jade’s legs and swipes again through the slick found there. Each upward swipe Kit gives a swirl of her pointer finger around the bundle of nerves and then dips low to collect more wetness where her finger catches at Jade’s entrance. Jade’s thighs shake over Kit’s legs and she brings her spare hand to steady one while she continues her exploration.
“Please Kit,” Jade’s sounds completely desperate, voice trembling as much as her legs are, “I want to feel you inside me.”
Kit looks up with wide eyes and a smile splitting over her lips. She’s done that, gotten Jade to a level of desperation for her. Pride swells behind her breastbone and she shuffles a bit on her knees to bring herself closer to Jade’s heat. She takes the slick on her fingers and spreads it over her member and shudders at how sensitive she feels.
The head weeps and Kit brings her thumb around it to smear it down the shaft to help lubricate herself. She recalls the information she was taught about ruts; despite the urge to dominate, a wise Alpha was kind and considerate for their mates, taking their comfort as priority over all else. Kit was told how it hurts the first time as lovers need to adjust to their mates inside them. A strong Alpha is gentle.
Kit chants it in her mind, ‘be gentle ’, as she brings the head down until it catches through Jade’s folds. It’s warm and slick and Kit is far too sensitive. She sucks in a deep calming breath and reaches to hold herself at the base of her shaft where her knot will swell. She’s educated on the matter. She can handle this.
Be gentle.
She guides down until she feels where Jade’s hole is, probing the head of her member until it starts to bloom open and accept her inside. She’s slow, mindful of each hiss from above and Jade’s hips adjusting, as Kit slowly gives more of herself between them. The head catches fully and she sinks inside more than she means to, stopping her hips with so much carefulness to not jerk and hurt her.
“Fuck,” Jade moans, head tossed back with her gorgeous neck exposed, and Kit feels her dick pulse heavy. Tight wet heat is slowly wrapping around her length with each readjustment of Jade’s hips. It’s a long torturous minute as she slowly finds herself sinking until Jade’s clit is bumping against Kit’s knuckle where she’s still holding onto herself.
Pleasure pools low in her gut building already and Kit tries to control the feeling by biting into her lip again. It was a spark building too fast, toes curling as Kit instinctively clutched and squeezed at the swelling knot at the base of her dick. Spots dance behind her eyes as she twitches inside Jade’s clenching walls.
“I need you to move darling,” Jade’s low timber urges the heat low in her belly and Kit keeps repeating her mantra of gentleness as she pulls back slowly.
Her repeat mantra of ‘be gentle’ becomes ‘holy fuck I’m inside Jade right now’. She pulls back till her tip is barely inside and then gently slides forward again. The white heat of pleasure that is coiling in her gut spikes sharply and Kit grunts when her knuckles brush again against Jade’s pussy.
She feels Jade’s hand curl around her forearm where Kit props herself up beside Jade’s ribs. She moans deep in her chest on the next slow pull out and Jade’s walls clench tightly. Kit feels her blood pulsing everywhere, heat boiling below the surface and she stutters when she makes a terrifying realization on her next agonizingly slow thrust forward. She’s dangerously close to her peak already.
Jade’s walls pulse around her and she pulls back quickly, internally pleading that she doesn’t hurt Jade with the sudden withdrawal. As soon as her tip hits cool air her cock jerks and her knot pulses in her fist. The coil that was winding snaps in sharp bolts of pleasure that release from her tip in ripples of cum.
“Oh,” Kit breathes heavily, eyes closed tight to the pleasure, as her hips jerk herself into her hand and her pleasure is spent, “Holy shit.”
It feels fucking amazing.
Kit thought the most erotic sight of her life would be Jade spread before her with that deep flush and clenching muscles. That has now been replaced with the image of Jade, still positioned the same, but now covered in thick ropes of Kit’s cum with a shine of desire glistening on the hairs of her pussy.
“You made a mess,” Jade wipes her thumb across the bottom of her chin where the highest point of Kit’s orgasm reached. Jade props herself up on her elbow and looks down her body with raised brows and dropped jaw, “A big mess.”
“I’m so fucking sorry!”
Kit feels the heat of embarrassment explode at her chest and flush all the way down past her neck. Three thrusts inside Jade and she’s come all over her. There’s shame and anxiety building alarmingly with pressure behind her eyes and Kit is appalled by the notion of crying over spilled seed.
“It’s okay darling,” Jade drops her hand to her own waist, avoiding smearing her fingers in Kit’s mess, “It’s our first time. I’m overwhelmed a bit too. If I was in your position I probably would have done the same.”
Kit squeezes her eyes shut and leans back on her heels, feeling her softening member bounce against her inner thigh. She curses it; a disgrace to Kit’s trained stamina. Although it was not prepared for how perfect it would feel wrapped by Jade’s pulsing inner walls. She could maybe forgive herself…one day.
“Will you hand me my shirt?” Jade tries to lean over the bed to grab it herself but she’s still beautifully draped over Kit’s thighs.
“Shit, I’ve embarrassed you,” Kit pulls her hair back from her eyes as she leans over and grabs Jade’s shirt imagining she wants to cover herself up now.
“Not at all,” Jade stills when Kit offers her the shirt and instead of taking it immediately she clenches her ab muscles and with a feat of ease, sits herself up to cup both of Kit’s cheeks, “You shouldn’t be either. It’s our first time. I’m sure this happens all the time.”
Kit lets her cheeks be smushed with the grip of being held so securely by Jade who is quickly reassuring Kit’s bruised ego, “I was barely inside you.”
“I loved it Kit,” Jade leans forward, dropping the softest peck on Kit’s pouted lips, “And I wouldn’t say barely. I felt you pretty deep darling.”
Kit’s softening member twitches and Jade’s gaze drops, “You know endurance is a skill you have to build up.”
Kit’s embarrassed flush starts to settle as she quirks an eyebrow, “Are you saying practice makes perfect?”
“I’m saying I’ve been training you for years and you’ve never accepted a first round defeat,” Jade’s teasing is light and Kit wraps her arms around Jade’s back, pulling them closer.
Kit reaches up to run her thumb over Jade’s cheek, a smile breaking loose as her embarrassment fizzles out. She’ll always be haunted by this but the moment happened with the safest person it ever could. She’s wrapped around by the one person in the universe who will protect her as fiercely as Kit would protect them.
Jade softly kisses her once more and then drops back down onto her elbows and reaches for the shirt Kit grabbed her. Kit hands it off and then gasps when Jade goes to use it to wipe herself clean. Kit barely manages to get her hand around Jade’s wrist and pull her hand back before soft blue fabric mops up the mess Kit made.
“What?” Jade lifts both brows in surprise as Kit wrangles the fabric free and drops it back off the side of the bed, “You love that shirt. I’m not letting you stain it.”
“Kit,” Jade chuckles softly and then gestures down at herself, “I’m not cuddling with you all night covered in your seed.”
Kit postures a bit with the fantasy of them doing just that. Jade would smell so enticingly of Kit’s scent that Alphas in the next kingdom would know who satisfied her needs.
Except Kit was the only one that came, although she thought she was getting Jade rather close with how Jade’s thighs had been trembling and how wet she’d been. Kit doesn’t want to leave Jade unsatisfied. Trailing her eyes down the mess she made, Kit is inspired with how she can make it up to her.
Curiosity strikes her first as she runs her finger through a pool of her release that has caught on Jade’s collarbone. She brings her finger to her lips and tentatively licks out. It’s salty and tangy and thick on her tongue. It fascinates her just as much as licking Jade’s essence of her fingers did.
With a hum she lowers her mouth to follow the trail she painted across Jade’s freckles. With each pass of her tongue Jade settles further into the bed, thighs clenching around Kit’s hips as she works. She licks her clean from the collarbone, between her breasts, over her left nipple, down through her abs and the bit pooling into her bellybutton. The final pass to clean has Kit shuffling down the bed until she rests on her elbows with Jade’s thighs now draped over her shoulders.
Jade has propped herself back up now, breathing heavily as she watches intently while Kit drags the tip of her tongue and cleaning the last of her cum from just above Jade’s curls. She noses down, breathing in the heady arousal that has her mouth watering, and parts through Jade’s folds with a broad swipe. Jade’s juices are thick with Kit’s scent and it is the most glorious mix of flavors that collect on her tongue.
Fingers grip through Kit’s hair, pulling it back so when her eyes cut up to meet Jade's, it's not hidden behind wild raven locks. Kit is pinned to her position of worship between Jade’s thighs with blown pupils and the sight of Jade’s bottom lip tight between her teeth. Kit catches the edge of Jade’s canine and her dick twitches where she’s pinned it between her and the bed. She grinds a bit, and the rough swipe of fabric against her sensitive head has her hissing around Jade’s clit.
Heels dig into the space between Kit’s flexed shoulders and pull her forward till Kit’s noses at Jade’s clit.
“Kit.”
Kit looks up at the call of her name to find that Jade’s head has tilted back and she’s left with the erotic view of Jade’s breasts heaving towards the sky. Kit wraps her hands around Jade’s hips to control her bucking and continues to lick with broad strokes. Her jaw is starting to feel tight from how wide she’s holding her mouth open to give herself space to lick boldly. When Jade’s hips start jerking wildly Kit doubles her effects and continues doing what she knows is working for her.
“Oh my goddess,” Jade pulls taut like a bowstring and the deepest moan rips from her chest as Kit’s chin is covered in a sudden gush of wetness. She continues her task until the hands holding her head firmly to Jade’s pussy now start to push her back.
Kit pulls back with the most satisfied grin at seeing Jade collapsed with loose limbs into her far too small single bed. She crawls back up slowly, mindful of how her feet prickle from where they awkwardly hung off the bed for however long. She nestles into Jade’s torso, smelling the satisfaction thick off her scent gland and feels a purr in the back of her throat. Smug, that at least this she’s a natural at.
Jade rolls her head to the side and places a soft kiss at Kit’s temple, “That was mind blowing.”
Kit chuckles, “Well, there’s skill and then there’s talent. I happen to have both.”
Her smile pierces wider when Jade groans and then tugs lightly at the base of Kit’s skull, “I can’t believe you’ve used that line on me twice today. So full of yourself.”
Kit tilts back, wiggling her hips then hissing a bit as her tip rubs along the inside of Jade’s thigh, “I rather you be full of me.”
Jade’s fingers continue to sweep through Kit’s sweaty hair and Kit can’t help but close her eyes to the gentle thrill and comfort of having her scalp caressed. She hummed, shoulders dropping as she settled more comfortably into Jade’s embrace.
“Do you think you have the endurance for it now?” Jade teases, fingers scratching stronger at the base of her scalp.
Kit drops her head to nip at Jade’s collarbone, as close as she dares to putting her teeth near Jade’s neck. She lines herself back up, more confident in her motions and feeling far more at ease, she slips the tip through slick and then slowly and gently guides herself back into tight heat that wraps around her deliciously.
This time she manages more than three thrusts. Her rhythm is unsteady at first, having to learn how to move her hips without slipping out and then awkwardly having to guide herself back in, listening to how Jade’s breaths and moans react at the shell of her ear as she attempts something new. Despite lasting a bit longer, she’s still far too sensitive to the sensation of being wrapped tightly by Jade’s inner walls and on certain withdraws they flex down tightly around her that has her stuttering her hips and resisting sinking her teeth into Jade’s neck.
The temptation is too great as Jade’s legs tighten around Kit’s hips, heels digging into the back of her thighs and nails leaving marks down the length of her spine. She turns her head and pulls the corner of Jade’s pillow into her mouth and chews on the fabric. That tension is pulling tighter low in her gut and she recognizes the feel at the base of her dick, having swelled up a handful of thrusts previously.
She reaches between them, hand squeezing her knot tightly, and doesn’t risk staying inside Jade anymore. She pulls out, angling herself downwards and keeps thrusting, her sensitive head rutting into the valley between Jade’s ass cheeks. The way she’s holding herself she’s able to provide pressure for Jade to continue grinding into.
She turns her face more into Jade’s throat, nosing at her scent gland, while still chewing vigorously at Jade’s pillow. Bits of feather are starting to tickle the roof of her mouth but she’s too focused on the pleasure that peaks between her thighs. She twitches, falling rigid within Jade’s arms as her orgasm washes through her.
Kit spits out the corner of Jade’s pillow, as well as a feather or two and turns back into Jade’s neck with a sigh of content. Jade shudders under her for an elongated moment and then her thighs drop from around Kit’s hips and releases her enough that Kit can shift to move her weight off of Jade’s chest. Strong arms around her shoulder don’t let her shift away too far. Kit settles into Jade’s side and sighs as her knot begins to deflate having not caught within a mate and then her length softens.
“Much better that time love,” Jade low timber sounds pleased and sends a shiver down Kit’s spine. She preens at the praise and tucks her face further into Jade’s shoulder to hide her blush.
A tease is just on the tip of her tongue when a shriek splits through the calm of night outside the stables. Kit growls and pulls Jade tight in her arms. The hairs on the back of her neck rise at the alarm of a potential nearby threat while her lover is vulnerable in her arms. Her next growl cuts off deep in her chest when the next shriek they hear Jade has twisted them so her body covers Kit’s and Jade’s growl fills the small space of the loft.
“We’re under siege,” Jade launches herself from the bed and quickly begins to pull on her clothes closest to her, “Get dressed your highness. We need to get you safely back to the castle.”
Kit is quick on her feet, pulling her trousers back on and grunting as she has to tuck herself into the rough material. The adrenaline at least has her length starting to recede while she struggles to pull her boots on.
“Like hell Jade,” Kit shrugs on her tunic as Jade retrieves a sword from the corner of the room. Another shriek pierces the air and Kit starts to hear the commotion of the guards rushing out into the courtyard below, “I’m with you.”
Jade turns with an argument on the tongue but then pales when they hear the growls of beasts outside. Kit gets her belt settled and draws her sword as they rush out of the stables. The argument is moot as they find themselves in the middle of monsters laying siege on their castle. Kit and Jade don’t get a chance to talk about their moment in the loft once it's discovered that Airk has been kidnapped by the Gales after the siege comes to an end.