Page 84 of Heart’s Prisoner

He bent his head and nuzzled the top of her head. "You are so small and soft,kissala. I can't promise I won't hurt you by accident. If I do..."

"I'm not worried," Lana said softly. "I'll be okay because it's you."

Xerus closed his eyes and she could feel a low rumble in his chest like a deep purr. He lifted his tail up, curving it above him, then pressed his hips against her. She felt the head of him push into her center and she tensed. She let out a small cry as the rest of him slid into her slowly. It did hurt at first just as she feared but she pushed through the pain until he was locked to her fully. He was so hot and hard and unimaginably different in the way he fit in her. Foreign. Alien. She let out a small laugh at that obvious thought and his eyes flickered over her face with concern.

"I'm okay," she said. "I'm alright."

Not totally convinced apparently, Xerus kept his head bent so that he could watch her every reaction carefully as he moved against her. He went excruciatingly slow at first, only the smallest of strokes. Lana could feel the tip of him hitting some secret place in her and her body reacted almost instantly. Loud moans escaped her throat and she writhed under him, her body desperate for more. Her hips moved and her back arched, her soft skin grazing against his scales, leaving small stinging cuts. Her bandages tore and ripped as they ground against his sharp skin. It didn't phase her. What she felt inside was more raw and intense than any small pain she might receive in return. It was a small price to pay for the pleasure.

Xerus barely moved on top of her, as if waiting for some sign from her. When she moaned again and called out his name in hungry desperation, he lowered his arms to lock around her waist, pinning her hard in place. His lip curled, showing the tips of his fangs, and a low growl escaped him, his eyes turning into glowing red slits. He brought his hips out then plunged back into her and Lana gasped, a blissful cry ripping from her throat.

He moved on her then with such a bestial urgency that Lana was forced to grip his arms to try to keep in place. The fire in her was reaching its peak, each spark shooting through her center with every stroke. She felt it from her core up to her belly, her heart about to burst. She clamped her teeth together despite each cry that tore through her lips. Xerus didn't slow as if he couldn't, already too lost in his own drive, too ravenous to stop. His hips slammed into her thighs and Lana winced, her grip tightening around his arms. The harder he moved the closer to her climax she got. There was a ripping sound as his nails dug into the sheets below them. They were both engulfed in their own inner flames.

As she shattered beneath him, Xerus still didn't slow. He was far gone in his wave of need. His growls grew louder, sharper, his fangs bared, eyes nothing but glowing slits. He looked like a savage beast above her.

Coming down from her high, Lana released one of his arms to place her hand on his chest. In response, Xerus shot his free hand out and cupped her jaw. A few more beats against her and he let out a long, sharp hiss. He moved inside her and Lana felt his liquid heat filling her. He released her face, panting hard, his body shuddering. It was the most Lana had seen his body react and it left her staring in shock.

"Xerus..." She could feel his heart beating against her palm, the same rhythm she felt in her core. Xerus huffed some more, his face twisting. He groaned and his body relaxed. He lowered himself on to her, sheltering her below his chest and stomach, making sure not to crush her under his weight. Breathless and sweating, Lana lay under him until his heart was back to its normal slow rhythm. She patted his side and he rose off her, slipping out of her. Instantly there was a gush of wet heat between her thighs and Lana tensed. Sitting up slowly, she looked down and quickly closed her legs.

"Oh." She looked away, a little embarrassed.

Xerus' mouth widened, looking pleased. He reached out his hand, stroking her cheek then curling a lock of damp hair behind her ears. When his eyes dropped down her body his face fell.

"Ah,cisa nifil, xi silla.I have hurt you." His voice turned deep, angry with himself. His fingers slipped down to the cuts on her thighs and the bandages in shreds. Lana took his hand in hers.

"It's fine. I'm fine." She smiled. Though she knew she was going to be majorly sore.

Xerus said nothing as her other hand stroked his face tenderly. His eyes closed, still hungry for her touch. That low purr sounded deep in his chest as she caressed him.

"I wouldn't mind a shower though," she said finally, her hand dropping. "Seeing as..." Her legs shifted as she tried to keep from soiling the sheets more than they already were. Xerus' mouth twitched. He gathered her up and carried her out of the inlaid bed.

"A better idea," he said. "Another bath."

Chapter Twenty-Six

"There's nothing yet," Lana spoke through the headset, watching Xerus intently on the screen. "Though I'd be careful of the rooms on your right, I saw some odd movement."

A static-filled hiss of laughter sounded in her ear. "It's likely no threat." Xerus turned down one passage and Lana switched the feed so she could see him.

Lana smiled. "Not to you anyway. But I thought you should know."

There was a grunt in response and Xerus slipped into a large supply room. "I'm going to place one in here. Shouldn't take long."

"I'll keep my eye out," Lana said. She watched him briefly as he set the device in his hands to the nearby wall, connecting wires accordingly. She was still astounded by his ability to use the environment around him, even if unfamiliar, to his every advantage.

Though it wasn't like he hadn't had decades of experience training to utilize anything and everything around him or enough time to study "simple" human technology. Still, she couldn't help being impressed. Even she hadn't expected him to know how to construct bombs out of the machinery and bots scattering the whole base. When he had shown her, she could only stare at him in bewilderment. But now it seemed obvious and she scolded herself silently for her lack of observation.

"Almost done," Xerus said as he put the last wires in place, making sure the bomb was secured fully to the wall. Lana flipped through the feeds quickly to make sure there was nothing about to creep up on him. She had insisted on being Xerus’ extra eyes, to make sure nothing tried to attack him by surprise while he concentrated on setting his bombs. Though he could easily defend himself, he needed complete focus to make sure the bombs were connected accordingly. When she saw the way was clear, she switched back to Xerus.

"Coast is clear."

Xerus looked over the bomb one last time. Then, when he seemed satisfied, he nodded and left the room. "I'll put the next one in a room on the opposite end," he said.

If a month before someone had told Lana she would be helping an alien to set bombs to destroy the entire base, she would think they needed to visit medical. Yet here she was and she still found it surreal. And honestly terrifying.

The night he had told her about the bombs after completing his first set from the wires, metal, and chemicals he had found from various bots on eight, she had been a little mortified to say the least.

"You told me you would try to save those who aren't infected," Lana had said.

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