Page 61 of Akur

He froze. Life organ thundering in his chest.

She didn’t know what this meant to him. This wasn’t just physical need anymore. Something deeper was taking root, something that terrified him.

Pressing his forehead to hers, he grit his teeth. The gesture was intimate among his people—a sharing of breath, of life. She probably didn’t know the significance, but he couldn’t help himself.

“More.” She slipped her head to the side of his, nibbling on his ear. “I can take it.”

“Stubborn female,” he rumbled against her throat. Pulling back, his cock slid in her heat and he gave her a single moment to retreat. “Time’s up. No running now.”

With one powerful thrust, he gave himself over to her completely. His hips snapped forward, burying his length inside her once, twice, again and again, each thrust measured and deep. And her body accepted him. She wrapped him in wet heat and softness. The table groaned beneath them now, but he barely heard it over the sound of their shared breaths, their mingled moans.

Cradling her to him, he hoped his warmth could push back against the cold as he gripped her hips and pummeled into her.

“Aargh…” A growl of fire and sweetness as he grit his teeth. The pressure of his hips was outside his control now. The movement, the rhythm, all instinctual. But if he was hurting her, Kon-stahns had a strange way of showing it.

Her eyes rolled back to the point he could no longer see her pupils, only pure white. Her mouth opened, slack as a high-pitched moan left the depths of her soul. She gripped him hard as she cried out, her entire body shuddering around him.

And so he fuhked her harder. Deeper. Giving her the entire length of him, only to take it away and fill her with it again and again.

When his cock spasmed, grew impossibly hard, he stiffened, held her hips tight, and growled into the air between them.

He could feel his seed pods beginning to swell, pressure building at his base. The knowledge that he would soon fill her, mark her from the inside, made his nefre burn even hotter.

The wet sounds of their joining filled the air as he slid one hand between them to find that sensitive bud within her folds. The moment his fingers made contact, she cried out, the sound making his seed sack swell in response.

He was going to release. He was—

The sensation almost made him go limp. Only the sweetness of her maintained his connection to reality.

“Kon-stahnssss,” he growled, feeling the first seed pod begin its journey. His vision blurred as it traveled up his shaft, the pressure building until it burst at his tip. The moment his seed flooded her, she screamed, her body convulsing around him.

She was jerking, almost as if she was spasming, too.

“Akur,” she gasped, her inner walls clenching around him. “Something’s…different.”

Her entire body began shaking so hard, it seemed she had no control over it at all.

Her reaction was intense—more intense than he’d expected. Her entire body shook as another seed pod made its way up his shaft. When it burst inside her, she practically sobbed with pleasure, her fingers digging into his shoulders as her eyes lost focus.

“Akur, I—” Her head fell back, eyes rolling over again as she spasmed. “Something is—”

Fear pierced through his haze of pleasure. He’d never seen a female react this strongly to the seed pods. His kind had evolved with these mating hormones—their bodies designed to handle the stimulant that made joining more pleasurable and increased the chances of conception. But Kon-stahns was human.

“Too much,” she gasped, even as her body clenched around him again. Another pod was already moving up his shaft, and he tried desperately to hold back. But it was too late. The moment it burst, she screamed again, her whole body stiffening as another powerful orgasm rocked through her.

He held her tight against his chest as she shuddered uncontrollably. Panic gripped him. Ajos didn’t mention this. What if something was wrong? What if she was having an adverse reaction? What if his seed pods were too much for her to take?

Qrak. This was a bad qrakking idea. He should have borne the pain. Rejected her offer to help.

“Kon-stahns?” He managed to grunt out, trying to check on her even as his own body betrayed him, preparing to release another pod.

She didn't seem capable of answering, lost in another wave of pleasure as the next seed pod burst inside her. Her body jerked against his, walls clamping down so tight he saw stars.

He should pull out, but she was gripping him so tight that was impossible.

“Stay with me,” he growled, fighting his own pleasure to focus on her. He couldn’t lose her because of this. Where his kind would experience heightened pleasure, Kon-stahns seemed completely overwhelmed by each burst of seed.

Another pod traveled up his shaft, making him grunt with the intensity. The moment it released, she screamed again, her digits drawing blood where they dug into his skin. Her whole body convulsed, caught in what seemed like an endless loop of orgasms.

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