Page 33 of Rescued By the Luxirian

He didn’t laugh.

“You’ll cancel thevraxingappointment,” he told me, his voice oddlystill. “Tev? I’ll patch you through the coms myself. Whatever it takes.”

“What?” I whispered, my eyes wide.

He reached between us, taking his cock in hand, and my head lolled around my shoulders when he pressed the tip of it to my entrance.

“Yes,” I moaned, wiggling. “Please.”

“Nodonorwill ever get close to this cunt,tev? It’s mine,” he growled. “You’ll cancel the appointment. No other male will touch you.”

Oh.

Gods.

Was hejealous?

And why did that thought spark such a thrill down my spine?

“That’s…that’s not how it was going to work. I don’t have sex with the donor,” I told him regardless, nearly crying out in frustration when he took his cock away. “It’s done in a lab! I just have to choose the donor. They have…they have pictures.Descriptions. Gods, Droxan, will you justfuck me already?”

His nostrils had flared as I explained.

“No. Vraxing. Donors,” he said again, the words clipped. “Tev?”

“Yes,” I finally hissed. “It doesn’t matter anyways, I’mhere. I’m going to miss the appointment.”

“And thank the Fates for that,” he growled, pressing that cock into me again.

“More,” I whispered, my eyes going half-lidded at the heat of him. “I like that you’re a little jealous. Does that make me a bad person?”

He let out another curse. He began to walk towards the edge of the lagoon and every step made the tip of his cock press into me more. “Morethan a little jealous,” he amended.

His expression wasn’t quite a glare. It was more like relief mingled with desperation. Jealousy. It was an addicting feeling. I’d never expected him to be so possessive but Ilikedit.

I moaned. Then his cock left me as he dragged us from the lagoon and threw me back onto the flat bank, littered with wet leaves, as mist floated down on us.

“No other male but me,” he snarled, crawling over my body. “You’revraxingmine, Lyra. Do you understand that?”

My pussy clenched at the demand I heard in his voice. In response, I tugged up my bikini top, tossing it away so that I was lying naked back on the bank.

“Say it,” he ordered.

“Yours,” I cried out when he kneeled between my thighs, wrapping my legs around his waist. “I’m yours, Droxan.”

The words only stoked the embers. It was foreplay almost as intense as the act itself. It lit usbothon fire.

“Tev, you are,” he agreed with a dark, deep voice and then he wasslamminginto me.

My eyes closed, my back arched, as the stretching fill of him nearly made me orgasm immediately.

Big, big, big, I thought wildly.Too big and so right!

“More!” I cried out.

“Fates,” he groaned, dragging out the word, as he buried himself deep into my pussy, as far as he could possibly go. I spasmed around him, clenching, pulling.

“Gods,” I breathed. Droxan lowered himself over me before taking my lips in a wild kiss. He poured his frustration, his need, his jealousy into that kiss. His awe. I felt how much he desired me, craved me in that single moment, feeling him so deep inside that he became a part of me.

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