Cam's Kingdom

Point being, it was long past time to take my Faith hunting, as I'd promised her during the silver mine mission, and we'd be going once a week thereafter. Originally, it was going to be me, Faith, Irze, Lysa, and Siora, but Mara had caught wind of it and apparently dragons liked a good hunt just as much as the rest of us.

My Faith was excited, as she stripped down fully and folded her clothes before placing them on the ground against a tree. Then she shifted. It was the first time I'd seen her do a full shift, all the times before it she'd used her beast form, which was still bipedal, just with fur and claws, enhanced senses, faster and stronger.

That time, she wavered and changed into a red fox with beautiful bright red hair, and lovely white markings and a bushy tail. She looked exactly like a fox, just about half again as big as her natural cousins. She yipped, and brushed her body against me, and I reached down and ran my hands through her rich fur which was warm and silky to the touch.

I was a bit in awe of my wildly submissive mate in that moment. I knew of course, I'd even seen other shifters, but I'd never seen one shift fully animal before. I could also feel her in the back of my mind, and the flavor of her emotions and instincts were a lot different, when she was eighty percent animal and just twenty percent human instinct.

She was also ecstatic, and I knew we'd be going hunting at least once a week for my mate.

She went up on her back paws, licked my neck, and chuffed in humor as she moved out into the forest. She'd probably done that because of the guilt I'd felt, at not going hunting sooner, and of course her playfulness did work to lighten my heart. My submissive-in-all-ways-sexpot was good to me, and out of all of them I'd have to work to make sure that I didn't start to take her for granted. All the rest of my women wouldn't hesitate to make their needs known.

Faith would just... serve her alpha, in all things.

The rest of us had hunting bows and arrows, the arrow heads aligned vertically when knocked, not horizontally, and we fanned out. It'd been a while since I hunted in the outskirts of the Ironwood forest. I knew the elves wouldn't bother us as long as we didn't go too far inside their domain, even if Siora hadn't been with us.

It was also a nice break from routine.

My fox of course, would be hunting small game, while the rest of us hoped to bag a deer to supplement the dinner table. She was probably powerful enough as a shifter to take a deer, but it'd be awkward with her smaller size and not in her instincts to hunt something so large.

We were of course, quiet, as we ghosted through the woods and spread out to find our quarry. No talking during a hunt, and I admired the predatorily graceful and quiet movements of all my mates, not to mention Mara's, as we stalked among the trees in search of prey.

It wasn't much of a surprise, when both Mara and Lysa signaled, and then pointed in the same direction. They had the added benefit of an enhanced olfactory sense, while me, Irze, and Siora did not. I imagined I'd be able to cheat too, once I was able to extend my witch senses into the world without being overwhelmed.

We all ghosted in that direction, I went straight in, while Mara and Irze flanked left, and Siora and Lysa started to move toward the right at an angle. We were almost close enough for a shot, when Faith barked and spooked the deer, from the other side. The deer bounded away from the noise, and straight toward me.

I lifted the bow, drew the string, aimed, and released the arrow in one smooth movement, as arrows came in from the sides as well. The deer didn't have a chance, as all five arrows hit their mark. I heard a chuff deeper in the woods, and then Faith appeared with a rabbit in her muzzle. There was a smug satisfaction in the back of my mind, as she trotted up, and dropped the rabbit at my feet.

"You're beautiful, in any form."

I felt her joy, as she butted my leg, and then took off in the direction of her clothes. I pulled out a knife, and started to skin and dress the rabbit, as Siora and Irze moved forward to take care of the deer.

Mara walked over and plucked the dagger and rabbit out of my hands faster than I could track.

"It's a shifter thing, after a hunt, go take care of your fox mate."

"Thanks for the tip."

Mara winked, and started to finish off skinning the rabbit.

I turned around, and I headed in the direction of my fox alone. When I caught up, she was naked in human form, and there was a sparkling desire and heat in her eyes, that matched the fierce excitement in the back of my head. One that I'd misinterpreted as victorious emotions after a successful hunt, and I once again thanked Mara in the back of my mind.

My Faith was exotically beautiful, with her thin face, pointed ears not quite as upswept a full elf, but just as alluring, and her bright red wavy hair which framed that exquisite face and caressed down her tightly curvy body. Her ochre eyes were startlingly beautiful, and her fair light and silky skin captivating. Her delicately light pink nipples were strained under my gaze, on her pert and proud supple C cups. Her tiny mouthwatering waist and tight flat stomach on that petite five foot two body gave her a slightly waspish appearance with her sumptuous curves.

She was simply stunning, and although I couldn't see it in that moment, my fingertips itched to caress and squeeze her perfect and petite little bubbled ass.

She said in her naturally seductive tones, as I got closer, "Cam, I love when you look at me like that."

"Like what, my Faith."

She bit her lip, "Like you want to devour me, so... possessively, and with love, lust, and awe in your eyes. Fuck, I feel so sexy when you..."

She trailed off as I pulled her roughly against me, and I kissed her like a man possessed. She was all that, and so much more to me. I'd always cherish her, protect her, and claim her as mine.

She melted into me after a moment of shock, with a sultry sigh of pleasure and a profound contentment at being manhandled so forcefully by me. She loved it, and that drove me wild with lust. Her hands went to my belt, and she had my cock out and in her hand in mere moments, as my pants fell down to my ankles.

She begged, "Mark me as yours, please love, I know you want to."

"Knees," I ordered in a gasping breath.

She dropped down to her knees without breaking eye contact before I even finished saying the word. She took me into her mouth with a wildly eager wanton abandon that took my breath away, and she started to worship my cock with her sexy hot little mouth, warm wet tongue, and soft tight throat.

I knew the power of dual sensations, hard and soft, they drove my mates crazy, but they also drove me crazy, as she fucked me with a will with her face, while her hands lovingly and lightly teased my thighs, balls, taint, and ass.

Her hands felt so soft and loving, and were a stark contrast of sensations to the wild and wicked way she was aggressively pleasuring me with her talented mouth, it drove me crazy.

She was also right, I did want to mark her, ever since she'd teasingly offered to let me blow in her face, and all over her sumptuous tits. She really did want it too, got off on the idea on being claimed and owned in such a way, and it wasn't a shaming thing like with Lysa, she wanted to be owned, marked, but at the same time cherished and possessed. It was about taking her place as my complete submissive, and being claimed by her man, there was no shame in that for her at all, there was only a breathless joy and deeply acquiescent desire in it.

More than just that, beyond the kinky act and being claimed, it was about leaving the scent of my seed on her skin. Any shifter or even my vampire, would be able to smell it on her far more clearly, than if I just shot inside her body. It was... a declaration, that she was mine, and very much about the animal side of her instincts too.

"Fuck, you feel so good with your mouth around me. You look so sexy with my cock in your mouth. You are mine, the love of my life, my submissive fox, and my perfect little cock sucker."

She moaned deeply at that, and her eyes shuttered slightly in a shock of desire and heat from my words, as she looked up at me through her long thick eyelashes with loving devotion, and a wild need that took my breath away. She begged me with those eyes, and with her wanton actions, for me to cum for her.

"You like that don't you, being my perfect little cock-sucker? You love to be used to slake my pleasure, as I own you, take you, and mark you as mine. My sexy bitch."

She trembled, and moaned, vibrating her throat around me as she suckled with bliss in her eyes, and it was with some shock that I realized I'd just given her a minor orgasm with my dirty talk.

I twitched hard in her mouth, rising quickly to my own ultimate pleasure in her talented mouth. She really was good at sucking me off, her technique gave me mind-blowing pleasure, but it was her wish to be claimed by me, and the look in her eyes that told me there was nowhere else she wanted to be except right there, on her knees sucking my cock, that made the pleasure truly and insanely overwhelming.

It was more than that though, not just about a deep need to submit to me, there was also a kinky need there as well for her, to feel my hot sticky sperm burn against her skin, she wanted it on multiple levels, from submission to me, to be owned and scent-marked, but also her own wild and kinky desires and fantasies. I remembered her speech in the woods, she was as kinky as she thought I wanted her to be, but that was her natural inclination as well.

She popped off with a gasp, and she started to stroke me as she looked up at me in adoration.

She begged sultrily, "Cam, please, I do need it. I need your hot cum on my face, on my tits, I need to be the vessel of your pleasure, it's my greatest desire as your mate. There's truly nothing I enjoy more, than bringing you pleasure with my body."

Fuck, apparently she wasn't the only one to cum from dirty talk. My balls boiled, and my legs grew numb. I grabbed her hair as I locked my knees, to help hold me up.

"Mine!" I grunted, as the pleasure overwhelmed my mind and body.

I left it up to her to aim, as she powerfully stroked and milked my base to extend and maximize my pleasure, but also directed my cock as the first pulse of seed shot out and arced through the air to splash against her exotically beautiful face. A little got into her wide-open mouth, some on her cheek. It was one of the hottest things I'd ever seen, as my second pulse hit her mouth, chin, and neck.

Then she pulled down a little, and the next three shots painted her tits and her cleavage, then she shocked me and rose up a little as she spread her legs, and she aimed the next pulse right at her pussy, which lewdly covered her slick folds with my white creamy seed. The rest of the pulses came out weaker, and she moved forward and rubbed my cockhead on her soft silky breasts which made me gasp, as she milked the rest of my sperm out.

She looked transported in pleasure, truly wanton and transcendent, as her body started to shake and tremble with orgasm, and her own seductively sweet cries of pleasure rang out in the forest.

Holy shit, I'd just made her cum, by marking her with my seed, and not a little one that time, her pussy gushed for me.

She lovingly started to clean my cock and sucked out what was left inside, all while making sweet satiated sounds of seductive pleasure, as we came down. Then she put on a show for me, licking her tits clean, and wiping the sperm off of her hot wet silken folds, shoving a little inside, and then sucking it into her mouth with lewdly joyful sounds of approval and pleasure. She did the same with the seed on her neck and face, and there was a look of transported joy on her face, and in her eyes the whole time, as she looked up at me in complete and utter devotion.

As if it was me, that had given her a gift, and her greatest desire.

It should have been a moment of nasty kink, of baser emotions, but all I felt in that moment was awe, boundless love, and a deep need to protect, cherish, and possess my lovely Faith. She was truly a gift, and her eyes misted up a little, as she looked up at me. No doubt she'd read my feelings of awe and deep regard in the back of her mind.

I went down to my knees, pulled her close for a loving kiss, and then lifted her by that perfect supple bubbled ass and impaled her on my cock.

She gasped into my mouth in shocked pleasure as I slid home, deep inside her body where I belonged, and her legs went around me firmly, as her hot snug passage convulsed and rippled around my cock, before it settled around me tightly and conformed to me as I stretched out and filled her sex. Her ochre eyes were just inches away, and her body was pressed tightly to mine as our bodies joined fully.

It really was my favorite position, both of our upper bodies vertical, it was so incredibly intimate, and when we started to move together in blissful synchronicity our torsos also rubbed together in delicious ways, but it was truly the intensity of our connected emotions, through such a close gaze, that did it for me. I couldn't possibly miss any of the subtle and deep emotions that passed through her eyes, or onto her beloved and exquisitely beautiful face.

"I love you, my naughty fox."

She smiled even as she sighed in pleasure and ground against me, "I love you too, my alpha. There isn't anything I wouldn't love to do for you, or to you."

A reminder perhaps, that her submission wasn't just about sex, all parts of her life were mine to mold, should I wish it. That would be wrong with a human, or any other non-shifter, but I was getting the idea that it was her ideal. That telling her how to dress, or when to cook, wouldn't be demeaning or taking advantage, but giving her exactly what she wanted.

What she needed from me as her alpha.

I'd been trying to respect her, because I truly wasn't a controlling man. I was insanely possessive and protective, but I never demanded they account for their private thoughts, or monitored what they were doing, or felt the need to be petty with the power they gave me as man of the house. It wasn't in me to be that way, but it was that moment when I realized it wouldn't be petty at all to do it for my Faith.

Not demand her account, not that, but the rest of it. Set more expectations in the other areas of our life together.

It would give her surety, and was part of her instincts, of course at the same time, I'd continue to seek her counsel and make sure I never ordered anything she would personally dislike. That would be easier than it sounded, and I had Faith's emotions in the back of my head as a barometer of sorts.

"You know, you captivated me from the start. As soon as I laid eyes on you that night when I walked into the Lady Unicorn for the first time. I knew then that I had to have you, that I had to claim you, and you are mine, for the rest of our life together."

She bit her lip, "Yes, Cam. I am. So good, so full, I love when you're in me, stretching me, loving me, as much as I love it when you claim me violently and forcefully."

Our bodies moved in a sensuous loving rhythm, as we made love with our bodies, our gazes, our hearts, and even with our souls. I'd said earlier all my mates had something that set them apart, and for Faith and me in the moments we made love, it was our bound mating, and her presence in the back of my head, and mine in hers.

Our deep gazes fed those emotions, and caused a feedback loop, the more intensely I loved and cherished her, the more intensely she threw herself into her deeply submissive and devoted love, and the more intensely I loved and cherished her in return. It was a never-ending rise of deep loving emotions as we fed off of each other's rising emotions, even as the pleasure in our bodies slowly ramped up to our heights. Intense just didn't come close to covering it, and her beauty was heart-stopping, and the pleasures of her nubile and supple sumptuous body was unsurpassed.

"We should go hunting at least once a week."

She giggled, which made her pussy convulse around my cock deliciously, "I won't argue, but you can mark me with your tasty scent anytime, and anywhere."

I kissed her then, overwhelmed by her lovemaking, her emotions, her beauty, and her boundless devotion, the pleasure in my body was wildly potent, as it rose toward impossible heights.

When I broke it, I looked into her eyes, so close to the edge, and the ultimate pleasure, that I felt impossibly strong and felt the shared deep vulnerability between us as we continued to grind and move our bodies together. The pleasure of her sex around me, stroking me, pleasuring me, milking me, was mind-blowing in its blissful intensity.

"Faith, I love you," I said in a profoundly simple and breathless tone, my heart and the deep love I felt for the amazing woman in my arms was fully exposed in those simple words, and in my gaze.

She cried out as she squeezed tightly around me and started to tremble, "Cam!"

I was swept away by the depths of her pleasure, as she came undone in my arms, and her tight sheath milked and claimed my seed from my cock. The overwhelming explosion of pleasure from my center splintered my mind. It wracked my body in a rapturous blissful ecstasy that potently ripped through my body and mind, leaving nothing behind but the euphoria, beloved ochre eyes, and the scents and pleasures of Faith's body around mine.

There were tears in her eyes, as we came down together, and I kissed her sweetly and caressed her face. Making love was always intense, more emotionally intense than a hard claiming, and that went double with my Faith and our shared emotions. I felt raw myself, and quite naked under her tear-filled gaze.

She stared into my eyes unashamed of her tears of joy, and I could feel her awe at me. She was such a gift, she had no idea, but it was good to know I'd surpassed her own desires and dreams for a mate. We just stayed that way for a while, before we got up, got dressed, and rejoined the others.

Chapter Nine

"Nothing yet," Lysa replied, "Though my kiss has an ear to the ground. If the noble cabal is behind the worsening rumors, and trying to stir up riots, they haven't been doing so with the other nobility."

We were talking over lunch the next day, or really after lunch. It was more of a meeting of the coterie than a casual discussion.

I'd gotten back to my morning training, and with Irze there full time my sword sparring was added to that list as well, instead of the evenings, so the mornings became quite a workout for me. Both hand to hand and sword training to keep my edge, with Lysa and Irze, then dagger and hand to hand training for Faith, Cassia, Lynn, and Jade. Then I had my focused exploration to get used to my witch powers, and last but not least learning fine control of my demon abilities, so I could learn to control my fire better in battle.

Once that was better controlled with minimum effort, I'd work on better flight control, and perhaps refine my compulsion. So far, I'd only used that last ability as a sledgehammer, but I knew from the kiss that lighter compulsion could be used to persuade others more naturally. The rest of my demonic abilities weren't really anything I could improve, and they were pretty automatic.

Tammy said, "I know my father's keeping an eye on those four as well, I'll see if I can learn anything when we go do the wards, in two days, if nothing breaks sooner."

"How are the elves doing besides all that?"

Siora replied, "They are well, and depend on each other. They're having a problem finding work, but that won't be a serious problem for a while. They all claimed their share of silver during our exodus of the mine, and they're using that as their bodies recover from the abuse and malnourishment."