Dashing Devil Omnibus 1: Books 1-3, page 31
Boyd knew that it was the Changed portion of his mind that was crying out for more. He could feel it clawing at his sense of control—prying at it, seeking any weakness. This game was dangerous, and he was losing too much ground, too quickly. It would be all too easy to slip up.
Kitsune clutched at him, grinding her butt into his hands. Her fingers scrambled against his chest and shoulders, her nails raking his tough skin. She growled into their kiss, primal and savage, as her hands quested lower, her fingers slipping over his abs. Those fingers continued downwards, slipping under the elastic waistband of his athletic shorts. They found their target a moment later.
Warm, slender fingers wrapped around the base of his hard as a diamond shaft. Kitsune purred her approval into his mouth as her fingers tested his shape and size, grazing over his sensitive skin as she gripped it from root to tip. She rolled her soft palm over his tip, eliciting another low groan from Boyd.
Kitsune broke the kiss and leaned back, panting, “I have to see it.” She then tried freed his member from his shorts by grabbing the waistband and tugging them down, impatience clear in her movements. She couldn’t get them down far enough to completely release him, though, and had to reach in and fish his length out.
“It’s so fucking big!” Kitsune exclaimed.
She gripped it with both hands and gave it an experimental pump as she settled back onto his thighs. As she settled, Boyd instinctually guided her hips so that her netherlips rested against his base. The feel of her, the heat and the slickness of her natural lubricant, sent a shudder through his body. He had to be strong.
“Look at it!” she exclaimed again as she settled his manhood against her abdomen. “It looks like it would poke me in the diaphragm! So thick, too! How the hell does Silver take this thing?!”
Boyd chuckled. “I cheat. It sizes down to fit the woman I am with… seems to happen more or less automatically. Or at least I don’t have to do so consciously.”
Her gorgeous green eyes found his as she lifted them from his manhood. They were filled with determination, and he saw the spark of a challenge in their depths.
“Don’t you dare make it smaller when you finally fuck me with this thing.” She gave him another pump. “When we fuck, you’ll do it with your full size. I don’t care what you have to do. Make it fit. All of it.”
Something about those words gripped Boyd’s tenuous control by the throat and squeezed. He wasn’t sure if it was what she had said or the way she said it, but it was too much for his flagging control. He felt when it happened, when his conscious mind lost the battle of wills with his Changed Mind.
“Okay,” Boyd growled.
He lifted her the required distance, rotated her hips to the right angle, and pulled her forward a couple of inches. The motion broke her grip from around him and her hands went to his chest to steady herself as he repositioned her. He settled his grip, making sure he had the leverage required to pull her down onto him.
He couldn’t do it all at once, of course, that would most certainly have injured the poor woman. With Silvie, it had been a process of trial and error before they stretched her out enough that she was able to accommodate his natural size.
To this day, he often shifted down a little. As he’d stated, it happened subconsciously. Silvie complained about it sometimes, since him doing it ran counter to her sense of control. But for the most part, she’d accepted it as just another part of him. She couldn’t really complain, he became just the right size for her, after all.
Kitsune gasped as he pushed the head of his cock between her lower lips and started to pull her down onto him. Boyd had to carefully monitor the strength that he used, but he had been told that some superhuman strength was appreciated. He could tell from their Bond, that Kitsune appreciated it more than most—especially for someone with only slightly enhanced strength.
Her eyes widened dramatically as he slowly but inexorably pulled her down, impaling her inch after inch. She leaned back and looked between them as if needing to see him entering her to believe it. Her tail unraveled and stuck straight up behind her, fluffing out bigger than he had ever seen it.
“Yesssss, all of it!” she hissed. Another few inches slipped into her, and a shiver ran through her. She lifted her eyes to face him, her lips parted wordlessly and her eyes wide with a mix of emotions.
He could sense those emotions swirling down their Bond, which was strengthening rapidly. Soon, the connection would be complete—for a short time, at least. Then would come that brief moment of shared insight and understanding of each other.
After that moment of unity, it would fade, losing much of its meaning once it ended. Some insights would remain, but only bits and pieces. That was some time from now, though. Much would happen before then.
Boyd kept pulling her down by her hips onto him until there were only a few inches to go. Then, he bottomed out inside her. He would have to stretch her out to go any deeper, and he didn’t want to hurt her—no matter how badly he sensed she wanted to take all of it. Her walls clenched around him tightly. Her head rolled back, and she let loose a guttural moan that sounded incredibly sexy with her husky voice. She’d orgasmed before he’d even gotten started.
She wanted him to force it in. He sensed this, both from the Bond and in the way she flexed and then relaxed her muscles, trying to push herself down those final inches. His hands were supporting her, though, and she couldn’t overcome his strength. This frustrated Kitsune and he felt a wicked thrill go through him as he held her back.
Then, he gave her what she wanted, pulling her down the last few inches in one motion. She made a strange ‘Unng’ sound and began shuddering atop him. Her tail thrashed back and forth spasmodically while the tips of her white-tipped ears twitched rapidly at odd angles. Her neck and arms went limp around his shoulders.
While Boyd didn’t sense any pain coming from her, she did feel overwhelmed. He reached down the Bond to embrace her with warm feelings and his support, moving one hand up her back to pull her upright and into his chest and his wings came forward to enfold her.
After a moment, as her second orgasm faded, her hands moved up to the back of his neck and into his hair. She raised her eyes to his and he could see the lust burning brightly within them. Kitsune leaned up and tangled his lips with hers in another passionate kiss. A moment into the kiss, she began to rotate her hips in slow circles, grinding herself onto him, as if wanting there to be just a little more. She broke the kiss and leaned back, looking down between them.
“Feels like you're filling me up… so big and thick.”
Her hands came up and rubbed across her taut belly, which she flexed experimentally. When she did, it revealed a slight deformation, a minor bulge. She gasped and her fingers probed at the bulge.
Boyd couldn’t feel any physical sensation from the prodding, but the imagery was powerful.
“Fuck, I can feel it.” She looked up at him, her sparkling green eyes filled with wonder.
Then they clouded for a moment and Boyd felt the direction her thoughts went in before she spoke. He knew her next words would act like ice water a split second before she said them—not that it helped.
“Does this mean you are ready to Enhance me?”
She just had to go and remind him about the reality of what this would do. He hadn’t even lasted a day. Not. One. Single. Day. Silvie hadn’t even allowed him to be a little bit stubborn. She had likely put a lot of thought into it when she picked Kitsune. The minx seemed perfectly built for the job. Hell, she had probably been coached.
He had been trapped when she first walked in the door. Trapped by the woman he loved into having sex with another exquisitely sensual woman—a literal fox… trapped into making her fall in love with him, unnaturally using his Power to force it upon her.
“Oh… oh shit. I think… Can I sense you through the Bond, as well?” Kitsune asked, catching Boyd off guard, but continuing before he could reply. “You carry a lot of guilt related to your Power—way more than is reasonable.”
Boyd averted his eyes, but Kitsune reached up and pulled gently on his chin so that he had to face her. The motion was tender, completely different from what he had come to expect from the woman.
“Stop it.” Kitsune sighed as she almost absently ground herself against him, causing him to shiver.
“This is wild,” she muttered, “I thought it only happened right at the end, though.”
“Yeah,” Boyd groaned, not understanding what was happening himself.
He couldn’t help himself. He began rocking up into her, small motions that sent jolts of pleasure through both of them. Something was different, their Bond was solidifying much earlier than he’d expected. It already felt more stable, but also much less intense, than he was used to with Silvie.
His single experience with Mind Witch and each time with Silvie had been searing experiences that drove right through his senses. Intense and sharp. This felt smoother, almost gentler—which seemed odd considering that the woman he was experiencing it with was so much more fiery and intense than either of the other women Boyd had been with.
Boyd began thrusting up into Kitsune in earnest. His hands gripped her butt, and he went back to pulling her up and down by her taut ass. She quickly matched his movements. He set a smooth pace as he searched their Bond, reveling in her pleasure as it flowed to him and mingled with his own.
Kitsune let out low, primal moans and groans that reverberated through Boyd. She gripped his shoulders, her nails digging into his tough skin hard enough to draw blood on a normal person. For Boyd, it stung a little but only added to the experience.
One of Kitsune’s ears flattened against her head while the other perked straight up and twitched with each thrust. Her tail thrashed against his legs, the soft hairs sliding over his thighs and knees.
She pulled herself up far enough to take his lips again, kissing him with a languid intensity as they built a shared momentum. Boyd felt her inner muscles clench and release his shaft as it slid in and out of her. He sensed that neither of them would last much longer.
She didn’t want it to last, not this time.
Something inside her craved his completion, it wanted desperately to be marked as his—irrevocably his. Part of him wanted nothing more than to do just that, to fully unleash his full Power on her. To bind her mind. To change her, making her his forever.
Boyd tried to hold it back, going to war within his being as he felt his Mental Domination activate and start reaching within her. This, too, was different. It was reaching deeper within her than it should. The Changed part of himself seemed to twine itself around the Changed part of her.
Kitsune pulled back and, based on how wide her dilated emerald eyes were, Boyd could tell she felt it, too. Based on her toothy grin and the way she started to bounce and grind against him with a sudden urgency, she liked it.
“Do it,” she growled. “Make me yours forever. Fucking do it.”
“Bu-” Boyd couldn’t even get a full syllable out before she interrupted him.
“No buts. Fucking do it. Now.”
“Kit-” Boyd tried again.
“You are the one who doesn’t understand. I do get it. I’m all in. I’m yours. Fucking claim me.”
It was clear that the connection was stronger on her end than what Silvie had described happened to her the first time. Kitsune was in his head enough to counter his arguments before he could fully formulate them.
“I am. It’s glorious in here. I want to roll in you.”
He could sense that part of her writhing against him, mentally putting action to her words.
“It’s too late now, it was too late three seconds after we first met. Stop fighting. I want this. Give in. Give it to me.”
Each short sentence was punctuated by a sexy sound as she continued rocking against him. It was her eyes that did it, though. Those big, bright, sparkling, emerald green eyes that smoldered with want and need.
Boyd picked her up and turned them around in one smooth motion, not separating where it counted as he deposited her on the couch and moved on top of her. She grabbed him by the horns again, holding herself up off the couch as he positioned her long legs to clench his torso. Their size difference made it so he couldn’t drape her knees over his shoulders as he would have liked, but her oddly shaped ankles curled to clutch his shoulders.
He began rocking into her with a force and will that he had been holding back. Despite her wishes, he did adjust his size a little, bringing it down to a level that wouldn’t harm her as he got a little rougher.
Seven hells, a little rougher probably wasn’t accurate. The part of him that wanted to claim her and make her his forever was not an overly gentle lover. Boyd began to truly pound into her, sliding his length in and out with powerful thrusts that filled the air with slap of their skin colliding together.
The squishy sounds of his sex plundering hers echoed in the living room—that, and the sexy gasps and moans this elicited from his fiery lover. Those moans grew in volume as he found the perfect tempo. He was grateful that he still had the presence of mind to avoid bruising Kitsune’s thighs.
“Oh! Fuck!” Kitsune cried out as her body went rigid, her pussy clenching around him even more tightly.
Boyd grunted and, not wanting to slow or stop, powered through. Kitsune screamed her approval and clutched at him, her nails digging into his arms as she pulled herself up to moan into his ear.
“Take me. I’m yours. Claim me. Fucking do it!”
Boyd kept thrusting roughly, his tempo beginning to break down as his climax built rapidly. Kitsune sensed it and displayed a great degree of flexibility as she rotated her hips to pull her legs out wide and around so that she could latch her heels onto his ass, pulling him to her. Her hands went to his shoulders, replacing her ankles, and she pulled herself up to cling against his chest, using the leverage to thrust herself back onto him.
“That's right. Fill me up... Mark me… Breed me,” she purred into his neck before biting into his flesh, hard.
Boyd wasn’t sure if it was the words or the sharp pain—probably both—but it stroked that part of him that had seized control once more. With a few last powerful thrusts and a growl that reverberated through his chest into the willing woman who clung to it, he planted himself deep as his balls clenched and his cum began to spray in sharp pulses within her. It was an intense orgasm, and it felt like Boyd dumped a gallon of his seed into Kitsune.
She moaned deeply and started to lick the spot on his neck where she had bitten him. “Yes, yes baby, fill me up,” she murmured into his neck as she held him deep inside while pulse after pulse of his seed flowed into her.
He felt when it happened, when his Power took hold. He sensed the tendrils of his Power slipping into Kitsune’s mind to make their changes. Powerless to stop it now—not that he honestly wanted to at this point—all he could do was watch.
“Oh! Wha-… FUCK!” Kitsune screamed as his Power, whatever it was, flowed into her along with his seed.
It pushed her into another climax, and a powerful one, at that. Her ears twitched wildly against his shoulder and cheek as she shuddered against him. Her clenching channel prolonged his orgasm as she milked him for all she was worth.
The way she was pressed against his front let him see her very bushed-out and fluffy tail as it lashed back and forth against the couch behind her. The view also allowed him to see not one, but two more white-tipped fox tails as they quickly grew from the base of the first.
“Huh?!” Was all his endorphin-soaked brain could manage to come up with.
In seconds, the two additional tails grew until they were just slightly smaller than the original—which was now the center of three fox tails. Kitsune let out a low noise as more and more of the strange energy flowed from his core into hers. All three tails straightened and fluffed out dramatically. Little wisps of green flames danced between the white hairs at their tips without harming them.
The bond took full effect and, for a few brief moments, Boyd was Kitsune. Kitsune was Boyd. They were one. Strangely, Silvie was there too, in a weird, ethereal way that escaped Boyd’s rationale mind. It ended as abruptly as it began, leaving them both gasping and shaking.
Eventually, when they both came down from their high together, Boyd rolled to the side to avoid crushing Kitsune who still clung to his front. They both took deep, shuddering breaths for several minutes as they gathered themselves. Boyd spent the time wondering what the extra tails his lover had sprouted meant. It was the first time his Enhancement power had led to physical changes.
Kitsune nuzzled his neck, murmuring soft sounds more than words. She seemed to be lost in her own world for a time. Eventually, their breathing settled, and Boyd asked, “Are you okay?”
“Mmmm.” Kitsune hummed. “Yesss.”
Boyd’s length was still inside her and hadn’t lost any of its rigidity. She flexed muscles that Boyd couldn’t fathom to squeeze him. “Better than okay.”
“That’s good,” Boyd replied, a little nervously. “So, I don’t want to alarm you… but you have three tails now.”
“What?” Kitsune slurred.
“You now have three tails,” Boyd repeated.
Kitsune was slow to react, but he could see each tail move individually for a moment. She then twisted her head around to look back over her shoulder, lifting each of the tails individually so she could see the three white tips.
“Huh. Nobody mentioned physical changes.”
Boyd was glad she didn’t seem to be freaking out.
“It’s a first,” Boyd admitted uncertainly. “I’m not sure what it means.”
“Well, I certainly feel stronger… totally full of energy. Like… I don’t know.” Kitsune turned back to him with a little pout.
“Like an overcharged battery?” Boyd asked. That was the way it had been described to him.
“Yeah, that’s a good way to describe it.” A glint entered her slightly bleary green eyes. “I kinda want to test it… but I’m also tempted to take you for another round.” She gave his length another squeeze with her velvet tunnel.
