Page 41 of Rescued By the Luxirian

She choseus.

The knowledge alone was humbling. I didn’t think I deserved a female like her. Yet, I was pushing her down onto our bed and she was arching into my touch like she wasstarvedfor it.

Her tunic was laying somewhere on the terrace, where I’d ripped it off before we made it inside. Now, I nearly sliced off my trews in my desperate need to free my cock, to feel our naked flesh pressed together.

“Like this?” she asked, her voice husky. There was a note of playful wickedness in her tone as she looked at me over her shoulder. Looking tantalizing and seductive on her hands and knees. She arched her back, pushing her ass up higher into the air.

“Vrax, tev,” I groaned, running a hand down my face in disbelief at seeing her like this.Fuck, yes. “I cannot wait,luxiva. I need you too much.”

“Then don’t wait,” she told me, wiggling her ass like Ineededany more incentive. Just the image of her like this would forever be burned into my brain. I’d fantasized about fucking her from behind. It would satisfy this deep-rooted need in me, satisfying the ferocity and wildness of my Instinct. “I’m all yours.”

She eyed my dripping cock, pre-come sliding down my shaft, biting her lip.

“You want this,vellixa?” I asked her, my voice going darker as the Instinct began to rise to the surface.

“Yes,” she breathed. Then she met my eyes. “What doesvellixamean? I need to learn more Luxirian, you know.”

“Beautiful,” I told her, dragging her down to the edge of the bed.

Her cheeks flushed in pleasure even as her breath hitched. “Such a charmer.Gods, I never stood a chance against you, did I?”

Despite what I’d told her about not waiting, I couldn’t resist going to my knees. Her inner thighs were completely wet with her arousal and I pressed my nose there, inhaling her deep.

A grumbling purr rose from me, my pupils dilating until I thought my eyes would look completely black.

“Fates, your scent, female,” I groaned. “I think it’s me who never stood a chance againstyou.”

She was panting in anticipation.

Then she cried out, a moan tumbling from her parted lips when I buried my face against her cunt. When I began tofeastthere.

“Oh,” she choked out, rocking her hips back into me.

I tongued her like a male possessed. Lapping at her clit. Suckling it between my lips. Delving my ridged tongue intoher entrance, licking at her walls, tasting the fresh arousal that coated my lips.

I would never get enough of her.

But right then, I had another need. The Instinct’s pull was strong and it demanded that I mate her. That I breed her. That I shoot my seed into her womb and lay my claim.

Rising, I loomed over her just as the sunset’s golden light glimmered off her skin, pouring through the window of our sleeping quarters. Beautiful. She gazed back at me over her shoulder and the light let me see every strand of her eyes, every color, every emotion there.

“Vellixa,” I growled again, wrapping my hands around her hips, tugging her back. “Need you, mate. Need you so much.”

“Then take me,” she told me. “Because I need you too.”

I couldn’t wait. Even though we’d had sex earlier that morning, this felt different. Because now, there were no barriers between us. No secrets.

We both knew what we wanted. We wanted the same things. That was freeing. It waseverything.

With a rough groan, I pushed into her slickvaxix, hearing her moans and breathy gasps as I seated myself inside her.

For a moment, I savored the feel of her. I savored her heat, the way she pulsed around me, trying to draw me in even deeper.

“Vrax,” I said, drawing out the word. “You feel so amazing,luxiva. Sogood!”

“You feel good too,” she huffed, still holding my eyes. There was awe there. “Perfect.”

Because I was made for her. And she was made for me.

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