I felt his chest relax, his muscles releasing their tension, as he let out a slow, contented breath. I smiled, feeling a sense of peace wash over me. We had reached the peak together, and now we were drifting back down, our bodies slowly coming back to earth. It was a feeling of perfect contentment, a sense of being exactly where I was meant to be. His body draped over mine, his sated and satisfied weight pressing down on me. His hand buried into my hair, gently tilting my head to the side as he kissed the bite mark on my neck. I felt a surge of pleasure as his lips touched my skin, and the wound healed instantly as a warm, tingling sensation spread throughout my body. As he lay there, nuzzled in my neck, I couldn't help but run my hands lightly over his back, feeling every muscle and contour of his body. His back slowly rose and fell with each breath, and I could feel his chest expanding and contracting against mine. His breathing was becoming slower, more even, and I could sense his body relaxing, releasing all its tension.

"I want to do that every minute of every day," I whispered, my voice barely audible over the sound of his gentle breathing. But he didn't respond. His body was heavy against mine, and I could feel his weight pressing down on me, making it hard to breathe.

"Lennon?" I asked, my breath hitching in my throat as I tried to shift him off me.

But he didn't move. His breathing was low and even, as I realized he was sleeping. This enormous male Sidhe, still buried inside of me, was sleeping! His body was relaxed, his muscles lax, and his weight felt like it could crush me at any moment. I lay beneath him, every inch of him filling me to the brim, and I couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation. The great Prince Lennon, heir of two Sidhe thrones, asleep on top of me, still buried deep inside my body. It was almost... adorable. As I lay there, trapped beneath his weight, I couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder and awe at the sheer size and strength of this male. He was a force of nature, a powerful and primal being who had claimed me as his own. And yet, in this moment, he was vulnerable, exposed. I smiled to myself, feeling a sense of contentment and peace wash over me. This was what it meant to be with Lennon, to be claimed by him, to be his. And I wouldn't have it any other way.

As I struggled to turn my head under his weight, I whispered "Lennon..." against his ear, my breath warm against his skin.

His cock twitched inside me, and my back arched with the jolt. A deep rattle guttered from his chest as he hardened again, still asleep and buried inside me. My eyes rolled into the back of my head with the feeling, and I couldn't help but rock my hips, creating friction. His wings twitched up and then fell again as I fucked him while he slept. If this Sidhe was going to crush me to death, I might as well go out with a bang, literally. I struggled to move my hips faster as a moan escaped my lips. But then he stirred awake, realizing what was happening.

A growl mixed with a laugh escaped him, and he whispered "Good girl. Use me, Ace. Take what you need."

His voice was like a spark to gasoline, and I felt my body ignite with desire. I moaned at the sound of his voice as he lifted his body, his enormous hand wrapping around my neck, barely allowing air for me to breathe. Then he slowly pulled his hips back until just the tip lingered at my entrance. A cry escaped me as I felt him leave me, I needed more of him. But then a wicked grin spread across his face, and he slammed himself back into me. The first time he was more gentle, but this time he fucked me like a primal beast. The pain mixed with pleasure had me begging him for more, begging him to fuck me harder.

His hand moved from my throat and clasped around my face, covering my mouth with ferocious strength. “Shut the fuck up while I fuck you little one, lest someone hear that beautiful mouth begging for this cock.”

His body pounded into mine, his cock slamming into me with a force that left me breathless. My breath panted in and out from my nose as he tightened his grip around my face. I felt like I was being consumed by him, like he was devouring me whole. But I didn't care, I was lost in the sensation, lost in the pleasure. My moans were muffled beneath his grip, and he laughed, a low, throaty sound. My teeth scraped against his palm and my eyes turned wicked as I bit down on his hand as hard as I could. His eyes flashed with surprise as he released his grip, still pounding into me.

I looked deep into his eyes with determination. “More.” I commanded.

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As his gaze turned wicked, I felt his cock grow even bigger inside of me, stretching me to my limits. My eyes widened with the mixture of pleasure and pain, and I couldn't help but gasp at the sensation. It was like he was transforming before my very eyes, his body changing into something more primal, more monstrous. Shadows encased us, and his wings became even more enormous, their tips reaching out like dark, skeletal fingers. Talons shot through his fingers, and his eyes turned black, sparkling with a wicked, otherworldly energy. His growls turned into animalistic rattles, and all of his teeth became serrated fangs, gleaming in the dim light. His runes began to glow, illuminating his skin, which had turned black as night. It was like he was becoming a creature of the shadows, a monster from my deepest nightmares. But it didn't deter me, it excited me. I felt a thrill of fear mixed with desire, and I knew that I wanted him, no matter what form he took. Suddenly, he pulled his enormous cock out of me, and I felt a pang of disappointment. But then he gripped me by the hair, flipping me over like I was a mere doll. I yelped as I landed on my stomach, and he pulled my hips into the air, exposing me to him. My hips undulated, begging him to fill me again, and he let out a growl mixed with a laugh. But his voice was completely different now, deeper and more guttural, like a monster from my nightmares.

"Look how that messy little cunt begs for me," he guttered, stroking his cock as he surveyed me.

Then he smacked my ass, his talons scraping against it and drawing blood. I yelped at the sensation, and looked over my shoulder, my eyes meeting his. "If you don't fuck me right now, then I'll fuck that monster right out of you," I threatened, my voice shaking with desire.

He laughed, a low, rumbling sound, and his fingers wrapped around my ankle. He pulled me from the bed, standing there as I dangled in the air like a toy. He was taller now, definitely over 8 feet, and his cock seemed to be growing even bigger, longer. My eyes widened as I caught the size of his cock while I dangled there, and I felt a thrill of fear mixed with desire. He looked down at me and rattled, his eyes glinting with a wicked, otherworldly energy, the sound sending tingles all over my body.

"Scared, Ace?" he asked, his voice low and menacing.

“Fuck no...” I shook my head, my heart pounding in my chest. I wasn't scared, I was excited. I was ready for whatever he had in store for me.

As I dangled before him, the sound of his rattles and his voice in this form had me thrumming with need. Wetness pooled at my core, begging for more, dripping down my stomach as I trembled with anticipation. His nostrils flared at the scent, and he threw me into him, devouring me as my legs wrapped around his neck. I yelped as his mouth suctioned me, his tongue flicking over that spot with expert precision. My body trembled as I climaxed, but he didn't stop. He kept sucking and licking as climax after climax rolled through me. I looked down at his cock, but he was too tall for me to reach it with my mouth, not that it would fit in my mouth anyway. I grabbed it, wrapping my fingers around it tightly and worked him as he devoured me. The sound of his rattle vibrated against my core, and I climaxed again. He pulled his mouth away as I continued pumping his cock, and I felt a rush of pleasure mixed with fear.

"You unravel so easy for me, little one," he said, his voice low and menacing.

Blood rushed to my head as he pulled me away, dangling me in the air as he walked to the balcony. He flipped me around in one fluid motion, and I stumbled as I caught my balance. Then he whipped me around and bent me over the balcony edge, gripping my hair and forcing me to look out over Anahate.

"This whole fucking region is going to know you're mine," he growled, his voice like a low rumble of thunder.

The chill of the balcony ledge pressed into my breasts, and I trembled trying to maintain my balance. He spread my legs apart with his feet, and I felt a surge of fear mixed with desire. His tip struggled to stretch me wide enough for him as he pressed into my opening, and I let out a guttered cry at the pleasure and pain. He hesitated, loosening the grip on my hair as I looked over my shoulder. Sparks of Lennon flickered through his beast form's eyes, realizing what he was doing.

I don't know what came over me, but a devilish smile spread across my face. "If you won't fuck me how I want to be fucked, then maybe Zane will," I said, my voice dripping with malice. I wanted him angry, I wanted to see what Lennon really was.

His blackened eyes turned red with molten anger as he grabbed my hair, pulling me back into his chest. My neck strained as he forced me to look up at him, and tears pricked the corner of my eyes as he rattled a low, angry sound coming from deep within his chest. He snarled as I took in the close-up of his terrifying fangs. He was absolutely feral.

His voice was a mixture of rattling, and I could barely understand his words. "If Zane fucking touches you..."

Now I was starting to get scared. Flashes of Lennon's hazel eyes flickered through as I realized he was struggling to overcome his beast form. A talon slowly scraped over my neck, and the pleasure dissipated as fear started to overcome me. I had taken it too far. I didn't know the extent of what Lennon really was. His hazel eyes peeked through his gaze with a look of fear, as his blackened eyes shoved them back. My breathing hitched as I watched the struggle, and I knew I had to get out of there before it was too late.