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He knew my body well already and circled my clit with sure strokes, then dipped lower, testing my entrance with gentle pressure. My head fell back, pleasure rolling through me in waves, and I clutched his shoulders for support, desperate to stay afloat in the delicious sea of sensation he was creating solely for me. Firion watched me the entire time, his gaze heavy with need but full of tenderness, as all he craved to do was bring me pleasure.

My world had narrowed down to the feel of his fingers and the love burning in his eyes. I instinctively bucked against his hand, seeking more, wanting the release building inside me. His other arm held me steady, keeping me anchored to him as he explored my mostintimate place, each touch more commanding, more driving than the last.

His breath ghosted across my neck as he leaned in closer, his kisses trailing down to the soft curve of my throat. His tusks lightly grazed my skin, sending another shiver of anticipation through me. The water lapped gently around our bodies, our breathing mingling with the sound of water sloshing against the edges of the pool.

I arched into his touch, surrendering wholly to the moment and to him.

“Firion,” I whimpered, breathless, the word a plea as my entire being lit up. I needed him like I needed to breathe.

His fingers moved with practiced precision, another deep stroke, another deliberate press against that sensitive bundle of nerves that had my toes curling. I could feel myself climbing higher and higher, teetering on the edge of bliss. When his thumb circled my clit once more, then a second and third finger dipped inside, pushing deeper, I moaned louder. My climax built to a crescendo, and I cried out, my grip tightening on his shoulders as I came undone by his hand.

Firion’s lips found mine again, capturing my cries and swallowing them in a fierce, possessive kiss. He held me as tremors wracked my body, his fingers still working me gently through my orgasm, stretching out every pulsing wave of heat until I was quivering against him. His arm kept me anchored against his solid frame as the last shudders ebbed away.

The need in his eyes was unmistakable, and I knew without a doubt that this was it. There would be no going back.

I didn’t want to go back. I wanted him more than anything. And as I gazed up at my blue-skinned warrior, I knew he was it for me, forever.

Chapter 20

Firion

As Talia's delicate hand wrapped around my large cock, my low groan ripped up my throat. Her touch was electric, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. I watched her eyes widen as she tentatively reached for the smaller, equally stiff appendage nestled between the larger one and my belly. The hum on its tip was a subtle vibration against her fingertips as she grasped it.

She looked up at me, her eyes filled with a mix of wonder and anticipation. “This . . . this will be for my clit,” she said, her voice laced with excitement. “It’s going to feel amazing. How will it reach?”

“It stretches. No matter how we love, it will find you.”

“I can’t imagine.” She looked up at me with so much love, it made my heart stop before surging up my throat. “I want you, Firion. All of you. Now. Please.”

“I’m yours.” Overwhelmed by the love swellinginside me, coupled with an intense need to claim her as mine, I gently lifted her from the water. Her body was slick and warm against my skin, and her eyes never left mine as I carried her to the bank. I lowered her onto a soft bed of grass, our bodies still connected by the water clinging to our skin. Our lips met in a kiss, our breathing mingling as our bodies entwined.

My hands roamed her body, exploring every curve and contour before finally settling on her breasts. I touched them gently, circling her nipples with my thumbs, feeling them harden under my touch. Her breaths hitched, and her spine bowed as I leaned in to taste her. My lips closed around her nipple, my tongue swirling across it, and her entire body shuddered from need.

I moved lower, settling between her legs. Anticipation blazed on her face, her body tense as she waited for my touch. I teased her, my exhalations hot against her sensitive skin, before finally licking her clit. Her gasp was music to my ears, her hips instinctively bucking towards me as I began to taste her. I delicately explored her folds with my tongue, her taste intoxicating. She pushed back hard against me, her hands digging into the soft grass and her soft moans driving me on. As I continued to touch her, her moans grew louder, her body tensing as she rushed toward her release.

Reluctantly, I slowed my movements, pulling back to give her time to catch her breath. Her eyes opened, dazed and filled with desire as she looked up at me.

“Now,” she said, hervoice filled with longing.

I carefully rolled her onto her belly, my large hands gripping her hips as I positioned her on her knees in front of me. The silky smoothness of her skin beneath my palms nearly drove me out of my mind. I still marveled that this woman wanted me. Me. No one else. Just her, me, and our bodies joining together. She arched her back, lifting her hips in silent invitation, and my cock throbbed in response.

Taking a deep breath, I pressed my cock against her entrance, gliding the head through her slick folds. As I slowly began to push inside, her body opened for me, welcoming me into her depths. The stretch was exquisite, her tight heat engulfing me bit by bit. I had to pause, fighting the urge to surge forward, to bury myself fully inside her. She was so much smaller than me, and from what I’d seen of the other human females, this was their normal size. Their males may be larger, but they’d still be smaller than a Zuldruxian male.

I’d die if I hurt her. I only wanted to bring her pleasure.

Pausing partway inside, I waited for her body to adjust. My smaller cock stretched and adhered itself to her clit, the humming vibrations radiating through us both. Her gasp was lost in the soft grass as the dual stimulations overwhelmed her senses.

“Fuck, fuck,” she moaned, her body trembling beneath me. “So big,” she panted, rocking back against me. “Filling me. Please fill me.”

I could only groan in response and start to move, my hips rocking gently back and forward as I continued myslow advance inside her. Even now, halfway in, I could feel her body clutching me, her inner walls fluttering around my shaft. I cursed the fact that I was larger than human males, fearing that I might hurt her.

“Are you alright?” I asked through clenched teeth, my voice strained with the effort of holding back. Every muscle in my body had tensed, and I shook with a driving need to plunge inside her.

“Yes,” she breathed, looking back at me over her shoulder with hazy eyes. “Don't stop. Please don't stop.”

Encouraged by her words, I pushed forward, feeling her body yield to the pressure. The sensation was overwhelming, her wet heat enveloping me, pulling me deeper. It took every bit of my restraint not to come, to lose myself in the sheer pleasure of being with her in this way.

As I bottomed out inside her, our bodies joined as one, the vibrations from my smaller cock intensifying against her clit. Her body shuddered, telling me she was climbing toward the peak.

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