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“No. Never,” she reassured him. “I think the maju paste is helping. The pain is almost gone. I just feel…” She stopped, too shy to tell him how full she felt with him inside her.

Sasha wouldn’t have thought it was possible, but his voice got even deeper as he commanded her, “Talk to me. Tell me what you’re feeling.”

She looked into his eyes and admitted, “Full. All I can feel is you. I’m stretched too far and it feels like you’ve taken over.” Sasha blushed and looked away, unable to continue.

Dagan growled in male satisfaction, “Yes, little one. I’m definitely taking over. How does that make you feel?”

“Well…” she hesitated, unable to confess how much she felt owned by him in that moment, and squirmed. She gasped as he slid in another thick inch.

Dagan groaned hoarsely. “Baby. You’re killing me. You think you’re full, but the only thing inside you is the head of my cock. I know I’m big. I need you to take more. Take all of me. Can you do that, little one?”

“I’ll try.” Sasha felt his possession to the tips of her toes as Dagan slowly pushed his engorged shaft deeper, one inch at a time until he was balls deep inside her. After a few moments he pulled out just as slowly, nearly all the way, and leaned back slightly, keeping her knees spread with his large hands. She trembled at the sense of fullness. She peeked down to where they were so intimately joined, not expecting to feel so aroused at what she saw. Her legs were spread as wide as they would go, and she could see his huge shaft was partially inside her. It was the most erotic thing she’d ever seen. Her mind-body connection was so strong, she felt her inner walls involuntarily spasm at the sight, trying to pull him deeper inside her. The maju paste must be working. The pain was almost completely gone.

“Your body was made for my cock,” he said as he pushed back inside her wet channel. “You belong to me now.” He knew he could never give her up. In an instant, she had become his everything. Dagan leaned forward as he plunged deep, entwining their hands in her hair. He savored her groan as his cock rubbed her just the right way deep inside her. He pushed in until he felt the tip of his cock nudge her cervix, groaning at the intense pleasure-pain of the strangling grip she had on his cock. He’d come to Earth expecting nothing and instead found heaven. He vowed to himself that he would do everything he could to win her love. Failure was not an option.

With all pain forgotten, Sasha felt every delicious sensation as Dagan stroked her deep inside. She still felt stretched too far, but in a good way. He was being so gentle. She wanted more. Harder. She pushed up to meet his stroke and they both groaned in pleasure. Again and again, still it wasn’t enough. She needed more. “Tell me what you need,” he said.

“I-I’m not sure. Just more. I need more.”

“Like this?” Dagan grabbed a fistful of Sasha’s hair and pulled her head back until her throat was exposed submissively, then pounded into her harder. Deeper.

Yes. Yes. Yes. That’s exactly what she needed. Her body began to tingle. Her toes curled as Dagan’s pounding cock rubbed her in just the right spot again and again, rushing her toward completion. Dagan took her breast into his mouth, sucking and flicking his tongue across the sensitive tip. He reached one hand down and pressed on her exposed clit, rubbing quickly back and forth across the engorged nub. It was too much. His pounding cock, his mouth on her breast, and his fingers working her clit all at once sent her careening out of control. She arched back as an orgasm ripped through her. She screamed Dagan’s name as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.

“That’s it, baby. Come for me,” he commanded as he continued to pound his cock deep inside, keeping them both at the peak, until at last her cries took the last of his control and he let out a shout as he spilled his hot seed deep inside her, riding the crest together.

Sasha floated gently back to the present, held snugly in Dagan’s strong arms. He tenderly stroked her back and whispered nonsensical things to her as they finally surrendered to the pre-dawn glow, drifting off to sleep wrapped in each other’s arms.

Chapter Twelve

Wednesday

Sasha woke to the sounds of people splashing and playing in the pools and hot tubs outside. The sun was low in the sky and the rumblings of her empty stomach told her she had missed breakfast and lunch already. She smiled to herself, not a bit sorry. Dagan had awakened her twice more and taken his time as he pushed her to new heights of passion. They showered together, ate a quick snack and talked for a long while before drifting back to sleep, a tangle of arms and legs. Sasha yawned and stretched as she tried to figure out how long they’d been in the cabana. Had they wasted the entire day, she wondered, as her stomach growled hungrily.

Sasha looked down at Dagan as he slept and carefully traced her fingers along one of the vibrant markings on his left shoulder, enjoying the opportunity to look her fill and touch him without his awareness. Their relationship had progressed so far in such a short time. She knew she was falling hard for the big Caldorian warrior, but she couldn’t help herself. He’d been so attentive to her every need, understanding without words when she needed gentle and when she wanted dominant and commanding, and not just in the bedroom. He seemed to understand what she needed even when they were just talking. He asked her about her art and actually listened to what she had to say. He had even asked her to show him her work and they had made plans for her to take him to some of the galleries nearby. He seemed to read her every desire before she did. Would he know how much she dreaded their parting? Her heart squeezed painfully.It already hurts, and he’s lying right here. How much more will it hurt if he ever leaves me?She looked up from his shoulder and found him watching her, his eyes full of tenderness.

Sasha blushed at being caught ogling him, even though he clearly didn’t mind the attention, suddenly very aware of how his hard muscular leg was wedged tightly between her legs. If either of them moved, her clit would grind against his hard thigh. He must have had the same thought, since he grabbed her hips with his large hands and ground her into his thigh. She groaned and he did it again, forcing her to ride his leg. Liquid heat pooled at her entrance and she ached for his cock to fill her yet again.

“I can feel your need. I love how wet my woman gets for me,” he shifted them and sat up, careful to avoid yanking her hair, which was a tangled mess wrapped around both of them. “I’m going to take you hard and fast, baby. We don’t have much time left if you want us to join in the evening hike with the rest of the group.”

She was seriously debating whether or not she wanted to blow off the hike in order to stay in bed with him when he took the decision out of her hands. He stood up and flipped her over on her hands and knees. He pushed her head down so that her cheek rested on the bed and her ass was in the air, then pushed his knee in between her thighs and spread her legs. Her nipples pebbled and her core began to throb in remembrance and anticipation.

Dagan knew they didn’t have much time, but he would be damned if he let her out of the cabana before he filled her with his seed one more time or before she knew at the deepest level she belonged to him. “Beautiful,” he murmured as he stroked her fair skin. He slid his hand down between her buttocks to plunge a thick finger deep into her wet channel. He pulled his finger out only to add another. He continued to finger fuck her, plunging in and out until she was breathless and squirming with need, then abruptly stopped and pulled his fingers out. “Baby, I want you to stay in the same position, but reach back with your hands and spread yourself open. I want to see all of you.”

Sasha reluctantly complied, not sure she liked the idea of exposing herself in that manner. She had to put more weight on her head without the support of her arms, which, in turn, made her ass seem like it rose up higher. She suddenly felt very vulnerable. She grabbed the back of her legs where her thighs connected to her ass and pulled. Cool air whispered across her heated core as she widened her stance and the tender flesh opened like rose petals. Liquid heat spread like dew drops, collecting, glistening in the light for Dagan to see.

Dagan used one leg to shove her legs a few inches wider, surprising a gasp out of her. He growled. She wasn’t sure why, but the position made her feel even more vulnerable. She trembled. She didn’t know what he was going to do next, and need shot to her overheated core. She felt a trickle of her inner juices run down the side of her leg. She squeezed her eyes shut in embarrassment, sure he would see it the way she was opened for him. Another trickle ran down her leg. Achy and needy, she couldn’t help the small whimper that escaped her.

Dagan did more than just see it. He reached down and swiped his finger up her leg, then licked it as she watched. “Mmm.” She trembled again. Dagan positioned himself behind Sasha and rubbed the head of his large cock along her feminine sheath. She wanted him to hurry up and enter her, but he kept rubbing and nudging her. She tried to make him enter her by pushing her ass toward him, but he put his hands on her ass instead and kneaded the perfectly rounded globes. What was he waiting for? She was going crazy. She tried again, pushing back as she felt the head of his cock slide a fraction into her waiting channel. Again, he kept her from her goal. “Your body tells me that you belong to me, but I want to hear you say it,” he growled. “Say you belong to me.”

Sasha knew it was only temporary, but she wanted them to belong to each other. She could say it and mean it, even if it was only for a week. “I belong to you.” She gasped as he filled her with one long stroke. She felt his possession to her bones.

“Good girl.” Dagan set up a heart-pounding rhythm, thrusting hard and deep. It was exactly what she needed. He held her hips and pistoned in and out, harder and harder, until she had no choice but to scream in pleasure. As she tumbled over the edge, she felt hot liquid shoot deep in her core as he found his own release.

Chapter Thirteen

Sasha looked down at the muddy puddle in front of her. It was too big for her to jump over. Her boots were going to get covered in mud. Gross. She looked self-consciously at her wavering reflection in the murky water. People hadn’t stopped staring since their arrival. She was unaware of how well-satisfied she looked with heightened color in her cheeks and kiss-swollen lips. She peeked at Dagan.Maybe it’s because his markings are glowing. Everyone knows what we were doing all day.

Sasha nervously rearranged her scarf, making sure the hickey was well covered, and glanced up at Dagan again to see if he noticed.Yep.She smiled bashfully at his scowl and nudged him with her shoulder.

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