Keira and the Satyr's Seduction

Visions

“Do you enjoy watching me, mate?"

Sebastian grinned as his wife's voice echoed through the room. She was rolled onto her side, facing away from him, but had felt his presence.

“I've got supper going," Sebastian said, “My little weed should eat."

"I want you first,” Keira admitted,"I want to feel you.”

Turning over, she smiled at the satyr, enjoying his company even with all of the chaos that had ensued.

"Can you help me feel better?”

Sebastian narrowed his eyes, “I'll do whatever you ask of me."

“I am desperate for you."

“I can feel it,." Sebastian rasped, chucking his boots and trousers across the room while his mate watched, practically clawing at the air for him.

He always knew he'd be able to entice her with his seductive prowess, but it was almost like his mate was in heat.

She tore at her dress, kicking off her boots and shimmying out of her clothes, leaving her bare to him.

They gazed at each other for the longest time before Sebastian crawled on top of her, his heavy cock hanging between them.

He moved forward and nibbled at Keira's throat, his little love bites sending her crooning for more.

“Sebastian… oh, you're so good to me…”

Keira wrapped her legs around him, pushing up so she could feel his cock. Both of them were dripping with arousal, with Keira's scent practically causing the satyr to pass out.

He eased his way inside of her, stretching Keira's tight walls. She sucked him in, trapping him inside of her as Sebastian began to move with long, deep strokes.

Every little stroke was accentuated by a grunt from him and a little moan from his mate.

It was pure bliss as he rode her, propping up on his hands so he could thrust, almost to the point of rutting.

Keira widened herself for him, allowing Sebastian to go deeper and deeper until his pace quickened and it wasn't about the movements of perfection anymore, it was simply about pleasure with a hint of pain.

“I'm coming, Sebastian!"

He already knew. He could feel her close in around him as her release tire free from the thresholds of desire. It took mere seconds fur Sebastian to follow, howling as he plunged into her once more and came.

“Gods…” Keira shuddered beneath him as Sebastian placed his forehead against hers.

"Stay in me,” she whispered a little plea.

Sebastian gladly did so. If his mate wanted more of him, he'd stay there forever.

"You're absolutely stunning when you come, Keira, but it's even better that I'm the one who makes you do it.”

“I'm never going to get used to you stretching me," Keira blushed, “I yearn for this more than I should."

Sebastian scowled and pulled out, causing them both to wince at the loss.

“I'm sorry, Sebastian. I don't mean to hurt your feelings."

Sebastian threw on his trousers and boots, staring out the window at the oddly quiet valley.

“I wish you loved me, Keira."

Keira pulled the covers up and turned away from him.

"I wish I did, too.”

Sebastian grabbed his shirt and exited the room to finish preparing supper.

He allowed his mate the solace that she needed, whatever quiet time Keira and Emmett had to have was welcomed by Sebastian.

He couldn't afford to lose them, he'd die without them.

Keira appeared in the doorway of the kitchen about an hour later, looking a bit more refreshed. Sebastian tried desperately to hold in his emotions, but he couldn't hide anything from his mate.

“It looks and smells delicious," Keira smiled as Sebastian pulled a chair out for her,"Thank you.”

Instead of discussing love or their future together, the two tried to figure out a plan to find the hags and get out of the Dark Realm.

“I wonder if Esther will try to.." Keira gasped, “Sebastian! She has the mirror!"

Sebastian nodded, not looking up at her as he plunged a roll into the stew to sop up the contents.

“I know. I think Malcolm will be able to help us. Something tells me that how Esther and Augustus were able to get out is a clue."

Keira peered out the window and suddenly felt dizzy.

She was in a dark place now, too dark.

She couldn't see and it felt cold, lonely and so very sad.

"Sebastian!!! Sebastian, where are you?!”

A cackle from a corner of the room caught her off guard and Keira took a step back.

“You're in the wrong place, dearie. Woe to you and your baby. I'll be taking him soon. My little precious boy…He's going to bring me so much power here.”

Another cackle, “He looks like your mate… who should have been MY MATE, you bitch. A bitch who doesn't even love him as I do!”

"Where are you?! Who are you?! Show yourself, you coward!!”

Suddenly, Sebastian's arms were around her and Keira was writhing on the floor in their kitchen.

“Keira! Keira, wake up!" Sebastian was slightly shaking her now, but wasn't mishandling her. He was scared, so very scared.

Keira's eyes flew open and she looked around the room and then at Sebastian.

“It's like you were in a trance!" Sebastian said,"Where did you go?”

Keira shivered and fell into Sebastian's arms.

“It was your hag.. oh, Sebastian! I can't let her take our baby!"