Intertwined: her three mates

22. Making you beg

Warning: this chapter will start with s*xual content. It will be signalized with "**** ". So, if you don't feel comfortable with reading it, just skip the part between ***.

3rd Person POV

***Liv moans at the feeling of his tongue. He sucks her bud hungrily and she needs to hold back a scream, holding to the bedsheets tightly. His tongue goes down her slit and he starts to penetrate her with it as he holds her hips still in a possessive way. 

“So tight, little mate. I can't wait to deflower you.” He says. His hot breath on her tender skin takes her to the edge and his words, they also make electric shivers run across her body. He continues his ministrations, also nipping her and soothing his assaults with tender licks. 

The alternation between rough and gentle touches confuses and overwhelms her senses, just like this man does to her. Soon, she can feel the electric waves of pleasure concentrate above her womb, she feels her walls clenching around his tongue, her legs start trembling and her breath gets uneven. She is close. 

Noticing this, he stops his ministrations and speaks against her very wet core. “Beg” 

She only squirms, trying to rock her pelvis against his mouth, but his firm hands on her hips keep her in place. She mumbles something incoherently. 

“Beg, baby, or I won't give you what you want.” He says looking up at her. 

Her blue eyes, dark with desire, stare back at him, “I won't” she says breathlessly. Doesn't matter how her body wants it, she won't submit. She won't let him toy with her. 

But apparently, it doesn't piss him off, he just goes up to her body, hovering over her, and kisses her mouth, parting the kiss shortly to say. 

“Taste yourself,” He kisses her again, invading her mouth with his skilled tongue. She moans at his words, at his caress, at their tastes intertwined in his tongue. 

Her body is tense, needing its release, needing its mate's body. Her hips, with a mind of them own, rock themselves against his bulge. She wides her eyes, surprised at her own movement. 

He smirks and mutters against her lips, almost touching them “Baby, I get that you want my d*ck. Don’t worry. You will have it soon, in your delicious mouth, that tight p*ssy and in your ass.”

She looks at him, regaining her composure, “Super overrated.” She mutters, earning a questioning look from him. 

*** more descriptive s*x content is over ***

*** She tries to shake off this lustful haze, but it is too strong, she can't. Her body only serves the mate bond and its own desire, at least, she thinks so. 

She finds herself responding to his kiss again. And again. 

“Good to know you’re not only aroused and willing when you are trying to seduce your mates to break the bond, little minx.” He blows in her ear, nipping the soft flesh below her ear for good measure. 

She chokes a moan. She needs to get a grip and stop his smugness show. Blasted hot man!! She couldn´t allow him to play with her, make her hot and bothered and try to boss her around. She breathes deeply, trying to get a grip. Cali, she needs to check on her friend, damnit!

“I have the stuff to do.” She says squirming to get rid of him. “Could you please take your weight off of me?” she asks with a little frown.

He whispers in her ear: “I am not done with you, babe… Soon, I will have more of what is mine.” He says, his hand goes down to cup her s*x, making a mewl escape her throat. He moves from over her. She stands up and shakes her head trying to regain her bearings fully and leaves the room.

Avalon looks at the blue piece of fabric on the bed, Liv's panties. He collects them and puts them in his pocket, smiling in triumph. He didn't succeed in making her beg, but he could feel her body begging for his, craving his. He saw again how much he affects her, and he truly reveled in it. He knew that such desire couldn‘t be only induced by the mate bond. Even the bond had its limits, if one didn't want to give themselves to its grip, the bond’s magic and its magnetic call wouldn’t work properly.

Avalon didn’t expect a mate like Livia. He honestly thought that his mate would be one of these meek women he was used to. Throwing themselves at him and anxious to please him and fulfill his every whim. The Goddess couldn’t have given him someone more different than the woman of his expectations.

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Elric 

My beautiful mate comes to my office. I could smell her vanilla and freshwater scent before she knocks on the door. 

“Hello Elric, do you have a couple of minutes?” she asks, coming in my direction. 

“Hello, Liv. Sure, as long as you need.” I say standing up and wrapping her in my arms. Kissing her with need and hunger. A rough kiss, nipping and sucking her lips and tongue. We part the kiss panting. 

“Do you remember telling me that if I wanted something, I could ask you?” she asks as soon as she stops panting. 

“Of course, my dear. You can always ask for anything. What do you want?” I question quite interested in hearing what my mate wants.

“Is there any Elf crystal or anything to cure a broken heart?” She asks. I look at her confused, what is she talking about? Is her heartbroken?

“My friend Cali, the one I told you about last time… she had this big disappointment, like an unrequited love for a big fat jerk, and she is pretty sad now, like really.  Is there any Elf mojo that can help her?” 

I felt a bit relieved that she is not talking about herself or Princess Melinda, for the matter. The situation with Maximus and Melinda is an unsolvable problem. I lament her condition and I know well how much she has suffered, especially years ago. I don't believe Liv knows the whole story and the full dimension of Melinda's hardship. Maximus suffered too, but Liv's mother carried a harder burden, 18 years ago I saw her completely broke in the throes of desperation. But that is not my story to tell. 

I was astonished once more, that my female would ask for things for others and not for herself. She was indeed kind, humble, and generous. But she also had the fire, inner-strength, and determination. All these characteristics that make a true Queen. She will be a remarkable Queen by my side. 

“There is a Crystal that may help to pacify, balm one's soul. It's called Blue Angelite. Broken hearts are still an issue beyond a magical solution. But having you as her friend should be very helpful, I imagine. I will give you some of this crystal. She shall keep it next to her bed while sleeping.” 

My beautiful Liv flashes me a sweet smile. “Thanks, Elric.” She says as she hugs me, I capture her in my arms, and I won't let her go. Not soon at least. I lift my light female and claim her soft lips. She kisses me back, as soft and passionately.