About Claiming Rights

by ID Locke
25 pages / 7600 words
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Etireh and Wynn, from Ermine & Bougainvillea, are settling into their relationship with each other and enjoying the domination/submission that’s an important part of their time together. When Wynn finds a full-blood Fae trying to convince Etireh to sleep with him, Wynn decides that Etireh needs a few marks of ownership to let others know Etireh is taken.

Etireh thrills Wynn by letting him take the dominant role. After their role reversal, Etireh surprises Wynn by offering him tangible proof of ownership by Etireh that will stay with Wynn when he shifts. Etireh pledges himself to Wynn as well, deepening their relationship.

Sample

The blush that looked enchanting just a few moments ago turned an ugly shade of red as the Fae's temper burst. The pale blue of his eyes intensified until they almost seemed to glow as he glared at me. If looks could kill, I would've dropped like a fucking stone where I stood. He opened and closed his mouth a couple of times as if he wanted to say something, but was too pissed to get anything past his lips. I smirked at him, sauntered up to Etireh, cupped the back of his head and pulled him into the lewdest kiss I could give.

I nipped at his bottom lip before pushing my tongue into his mouth. I fucked his mouth with my tongue and pressed my hips to his, thrusting along with the rhythm I was using on his mouth. Happy little trills vibrated from my throat when I felt Etireh's cock harden against mine. His hands ended up on my ass, pulling me tight to him. When our lips finally parted, we were both breathing hard and I had the insanely normal thought that we were going to be eating cold Chinese food in an hour or two. The reason for that would be more than worth it, though.

"That's… that's so… humanly crude and barbaric," the Fae gasped out.

I turned my head to look at the Fae. I'd forgotten he was standing there as I kissed Etireh's brains out. A quick little glance down told me that while the Fae might've been saying one thing, his body had other ideas about the show he'd seen. Dude was all hot and bothered. Not that I could blame him. Etireh was hotness on legs without doing anything sexual. If he was getting frisky, his sex appeal went through the roof. I wasn't a bad little piece of tail either. We probably looked smokin' wrapped around each other. I'd have to suggest doing it in front of a mirror to Etireh later.