The White Snake and the Scarred Delta

Chapter 19

Tezy

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Garridan’s hot tongue explored my sacred spot. It moved up and down and from one side to the other. The hardened tip of it teased the entrance of my tight tunnel. I felt my femininity pulsate with anticipation.

Oh, Mighty Deity! What kind of feeling is this?

The throbbing intensified, as his tongue lapped up my sensitive bud while his hands massaged my breasts. He pinched the tips now and then, making me squirm again and again. With it, a series of moans paraded out of my throat. I could hardly even recognize myself⸺that it was actually me who sounded like that.

He sucked and licked my fattening bud, which became more and more responsive. His eyes connected with mine as he did so.

I felt a rush of energy filling my entire system, not only once but continuously. It made me high. I felt like something deep within me opened up, and I was being filled with an unnamed sensation and energy.

This must be it! He was indeed boosting my powers right now. I felt stronger than I could remember after arriving in this realm. It was way different from when I absorbed other creatures’ powers and life forces. This was clean and pure and gratifying.

He kissed my delight-receptor and suckled it like a delicious juicy fruit. My mouth gaped open, and I could not cease my moaning.

“You look so adorable looking and sounding like that, Goddess!”

I could not help but blush. The heat spread all over my body. I could almost not believe I was sweating, and so was he. Never had I thought I could let myself sweat ever. Not in a million years. It was as if my body was burned, and Garridan was the fire that caused it. Natheless, I had no complaints. Why would I? I had never felt such pleasure as this in my thousands of years living in Hebbiza. If I had known a mere mortal could make me feel this way, maybe… just maybe… I would have visited this realm a million times!

But then, maybe Garridan was not born yet. It was a “good time” that I came here with him around. I could not imagine myself caring for anyone else but him.

He continued to adore me, worshipping me in his own way. He was kneeling while giving me such delicious, mind-blowing licks, nibbles, and kisses. It was in different paces, all of which I loved. He did nothing wrong. In fact, he did it all flawlessly.

“Ahh… It feels so good!” I told him, without delivering the words from my mouth.

I felt his smile as he kissed my tender, moist flesh. “I should have warned you, sugar t**s. When it feels great, it’s addicting,” he said, keeping on delighting my senses.

He sucked me deep and long, making me groan in gratification. It was like sweet torture.

Garridan took me higher and higher as minutes passed by. His alluring blue-black eyes that were set on me were smoky with desire. I could not take my eyes off him either. We were connected, and I would not break it. Not now, not ever.

He ran his tongue around the entrance of my femininity. He sucked and kissed it. I could feel him worshipping me and my sacred spot in his own way. It was so good!

His hands gently gripped my thighs, and his head angled to give me another kind of pleasure with his moving lips and tongue. I caught his short hair with both hands, as my body arched, and my hips buckled.

Garridan’s licks, nibbles, kisses, and nips drove me crazy. The energy he boosted took me higher and higher that I thought I would burst any moment now. My breathing became heavier and came in gasps. Not long after, something knotted in my abdomen, making me moan louder. It was inevitable. Oh, how could he make me feel like that? It was so embarrassing to moan so loudly like this, as though the entire forest creatures and Garridan’s pack could hear me right now.

“Ohh! Garridan! Ahh…” I mumbled breathlessly. A prolonged groan came out of me when I felt something wanted to explode. I could not hold it any longer. “Ughh…”

I felt Garridan’s sharp wolfy teeth buried in my flesh, making me scream. A greenish aura burst out of my body, making my heart skip a beat. I could not breathe for a moment, as if I lay there suspended.

My powers were back, and it felt like I was reborn.

A second later, I felt and heard him slurp my sacred spot. He drank my liquid release, and I heard him say in my head, “This is you marrying me now, Goddess.”

I was still breathless, and he continued to lick me with my trembling body in his warm arms.

“If this is how it feels to marry you, I’d marry you many times, Garridan!” I replied to him, biting my lower lip. Our eyes held, while he sucked my sacred entrance. I could still feel the burning but delightful sensation when he bit me. It did not matter to me if he would bite me again and again. It just felt good!

His lapping up slowed down, and I relaxed under it. My quivering ceased, but it seemed that he was not done yet.

“Now, let’s make it official, my sugar t**s,” he said, kneeling between my spread legs.

I looked at him in confusion. “What? I thought it already was,” I spoke to him.

He leaned down to kiss me. I could smell and savor myself in his warm and sexy mouth. It had a piquant and sweet taste, mixed with his unique one. I never thought it was this good. I might consider licking it myself in the future.

“Goddess, it was just a warm-up. Now, I’ll show you and let you feel something different at a higher level. And I guarantee you’ll want it again and again. You’ll even beg me for it,” he promised, breathing unevenly. His eyes were darker as ever, as if desire had never extinguished from them since he kissed me tonight.

His mouth covered mine again. His knees widened my already spread legs. He reached down to stroke my center once more. I caught my breath, and a guttural sound came out of my throat, as I kissed him back. He kissed me deeply and passionately. I could barely breathe.

As naturally as I breathed air, I clung to him. My body writhed when he caressed my femininity endlessly. I whimpered as something warm and strange was pressed against the apex of my womanhood. I felt my entrance throb excitedly. Instinctively, my body wanted that thing.

Garridan’s mouth tirelessly sucked and nipped my lips. It was of different pressures, light and hard at times.

“Focus, Goddess,” he ordered in my head.

A moan was my only reply to him.

“You’re mine from now on, Tezy Hebbia. You’re Garridan Codrin’s mate,” he added, as though it was a prayer. At the same time, he guided his huge arousal to my sacred portal.

I gasped and moaned at the same time when he pushed it inside. I could almost hear the tearing of my flimsy tissue as he did so. I could not breathe, as if I was torn in half. He continued to plunge his huge hot rod into my depths. It was painful and bizarre. Something I could not explain. The strangeness of him inside me was truly weird.

We both grunted, and he continued to move into my body. I tried to breathe and endured the stinging pain. His body trembled at the exertion; I could feel it. He slowly let go of my lips to look into my eyes.

“You’re mine, only mine, Tezy,” he announced with uneven breath.

“And you’re mine, Garridan Codrin,” I replied, holding his smoky gaze.

He pushed forward until he filled me so snugly. His grunt was so sexy, and an oath escaped from him. I could see the beads of sweat running down his forehead and face.

“Are you okay?” he asked me.

I swallowed and nodded, wiping the sweat from his forehead, easing his short hair. It was also damp from his effort.

“Yes. It’s nothing I can’t endure. We’re done, anyway.”

He chuckled. “What? We’re not, sugar t**s. We’ve only just begun!” he said as a matter of factly.

My eyes went round when he pulled out of my sacred tunnel only to enter it again. I gasped once more, as the pain registered in my brain again.

“Garridan!” I exclaimed, clawing at his shoulders.

“Ugh! Yes, Goddess! I’m doing it again,” he warned. His lips brushed mine again when he pulled out and plunged into me so deeply.

Oh, Mighty Deity! It was indeed another level of sensation he was giving me. Just as he promised, he delivered. The scent of blood from my torn flesh filled the air, but it was mixed with our sweat and pleasure-filled fluids. Somehow, it did not smell gross. Instead, it made me heady, making me feel good.

The bed creaked in protest when Garridan drove in and out of me. My moans were trapped in our mouths. So were his sexy groans.

“Oh, Goddess! It feels so perfect to be with you like this,” he said in my head. “I never thought it would be this blissful to be buried inside you!”

“Ohh… Garridan! It hurts, but it’s so good to be filled by you!” I replied with abandon. I moved my hips to meet his strong thrusts. I must be so crazy to feel this way. Every time he pulled out, I wanted him to bury deep inside again. I wanted him to be inside of me at all times.

“It won’t hurt next time, Goddess. I promise you that. All you’ll feel will be pleasure, no more pain,” his assurance.

Now, I couldn’t wait for that next time he was talking about.

His tempo changed now and then. It was fast and shallow. Slow and deep. I moaned when he reached deep into me. He did it a couple of times. Then, he sped up his strong thrusts, making me whimper numerous times and rocking my body hard.

The pain receded for some reason, as I had somehow adjusted to his huge manhood. Still, it was noticeable that he struggled to keep his pace. I guessed it was to avoid hurting me more. Now, that was so considerate of him. Even if he wasn’t, the pain was tolerable. I could handle it no matter what.

He continued to shake my body with his strong thrusts. My toes curled from the delicious sensation, but my legs seemed to be taking a toll from being spread out like this. They started to tremble, and I held unto him even more. I wrapped my legs around his waist.

Garridan changed his rhythm. It was different this time. He let go of my mouth to run his wet and warm tongue down my chin. He was set to settle on my left breast. There, his warm mouth caught my golden tip, and he sucked it. At the same time, he drove in and out of me fast and hard. I could not help but cry out with pleasure.

That familiar knot in my abdomen appeared again. My breathing became more labored, just as his. I screamed when he buried so deep into me, and he bit my left breast. When he was done, he transferred to the other and bit it, too. He groaned and ground his hips against mine, filling me with his liquefied desire that he sprayed inside me.

“You’ve just been marked thrice by Delta Garro, Goddess of Hebbiza.” His voice, somehow different, reached my head. “You’re now married to him in both body and spirit.”