Lira whimpered, her small hands clutching at his shoulders. “More. Please, I need more.”
Her breathy plea forced a half-strangled growl out of him. Reaching between their bodies, he found her little nub. He rubbed it in fast, tight circles, feeling it swell under his touch.
Her back arched and a fresh burst of wetness slicked her pussy. “Oh, gods, yes!”
Using the pleasure it gave her to distract her, he fucked her deeper, feeding her a little more of his cock with each thrust, stretching her slowly, carefully.
“That's it, my sweet,” he grunted, nipping at her earlobe. “Take me. All of me.”
Lira's nails dug into his shoulders, the sting only fueling his desire. He lost himself in her welcoming heat as she clenched around him, meeting him stroke for stroke.
“Ruin,” she gasped, high and breathy. “I'm?—”
Her eyes widened suddenly and then she was coming for him, her pussy fisting him so hard he could barely move.
Teeth gritted, he waited until she went limp under him, then lifted her ass off the ledge. Dripping with slick from her orgasm, he finally gave her all of his cock, stuffing himself to the hilt. The sight of her, so small compared to him, her little cunt stretched around his thickness, make him feel fucking feral.
Propped up on her elbows, knees bent, legs wide open, he brought her down onto him as he drove forward. Over and over, he buried himself in her tight little hole, pouring his devotion into each deep, claiming thrust.
“Come for me. Now,” he demanded roughly. “Lemme feel you fall apart.”
As if his words were the key to her release, Lira cried out. Her inner walls clamped down on him like a vice, pulsing and fluttering. The sensation was too much to bear.
His release hit like a fucking supernova, hunching him over with the force of it. He flooded her snug channel with cum, pumping her with gush after gush, while she thrashed and writhed beneath him. The contractions of her orgasm milked him, each pulse sucking the seed out of him and deeper into her.
Her climax began to taper off before his. Still grunting and jerking with his own release, he reached between their bodies and found her little clit once more. Rubbing it fast, side-to-side, he ignored her strangled sound of protest and the clench of her legs around his hand to stop him.
And then she was coming again, making his eyes roll into the back of his head and his entire fucking body jerk and convulse.
He could feel his essence leaking out of her, running in streams down his sac to puddle on the floor, and still he pumped her full, endless, rapturous, the pleasure so intense it was almost pain.
Only when he’d wrung out every drop his body had to give, only when she was limp and replete in his hands, was he able to straighten and slowly, reluctantly withdraw from her heat. The sight of his cum leaking from her well-fucked pussy sent another jolt of possessive desire through him.
“Fuck, little bird. You’re gonna be the death of me.”
His legs felt like jelly, and he had to brace one hand against the wall to keep himself upright, but he still managed to set her carefully, gently on her feet.
She huffed a breathless laugh. “But what a way to go, hmm?”
“A most honorable death,” he agreed.
He peered down at the top of her head when she hugged him, and returned the embrace with the arm not keeping him upright, lips curling in a dopey, lovesick smile.
She pressed a kiss to his upper stomach, then nuzzled her face against him with a happy sigh. “I feel much better now, thank you.”
He choked on a disbelieving laugh, still staring at the top of her head. “Anytime, my love.”
Lira tipped her head back and smiled happily up at him. In that moment, he understood something with perfect, crystalline clarity.
He loved this female, would do literally anything she asked of him. He knew these things. But in that moment, he realized it went deeper.
Whether he lived to be three hundred or died today, whether she forsook him in a week or spent her life at his side, it would change nothing.
There would be no other for him. Until his last breath, he was hers. Wholly. Completely.
Chapter 17
Ruin watched Gaius's ship glide into the port. It was a fairly new model but, thankfully, one with which he was familiar. That’d make infiltrating and commandeering it significantly easier.