Page 59 of Xeda

He seemed to understand. He moved her to the ledge of the in-ground bed, then wrapping an arm around her, easily stepped down onto the bed, carrying her down with ease.

"Only one way to know," he said with such a silky tone she almost didn't recognize it as his. He moved her against the edge, her back to him, letting her bend forward, keeping her upper body pressed against the warm ground while her legs remained against the wall of the bed. Then he moved himself behind her.

Ophilia inhaled sharply and shifted to move her hips up, arching her back as his hand came down between her shoulder blades to keep her in place. She braced herself as she felt the slick tip of his cock press against her center. His powerful legs held her against the wall of the bed as he slid into her.

It wasn't so bad at first. In fact, the thick head made her moan involuntarily, sweat forming on her nape and lower back. As he slowly slid deeper, however, the more it stretched her, and she writhed under him, panting for breath. He stilled for a moment, jutting his hips slightly, and the movement made her moan again through her teeth. He moved again, inch by excruciating inch, until he could go no farther, pinning her down.

If it weren't for the natural oil that he produced, she didn't think he would have gotten so far. She moved her hips and shivered as he rubbed against her.

"So this is why…the others are with humans," he said with a soft hiss, more to himself then her. "Now I understand."

She didn't know what he meant nor did she ask. She shifted, and a soft whimper caught in her throat as she felt him press harder against her. He bent down and flicked his tongue out, lapping at her shoulder. She kept her head to one side and from the corner of her eye could see him watching her.

His hand rested on her back, talons trailing up her spine in a lazy caress. "You took me well," he said. "I admit I worried..."

She shook her head. "It's okay." She licked her lips, her mouth exceptionally dry. "I'm all right. You went slow, and that was good." She felt her face heat up, feeling his cock pulse inside her. She could feel her own wet heat running down her thighs, her body aching for him to move.

He tilted his head as his hands moved along her, exploring her. Then he grabbed her hip, pressing his talons to her skin before sliding out, then back in. Doing it more to see how she would react, she realized. And she did react. She arched her back more and lifted her head, another whimper tearing from her mouth.

"Yes, you feel so very good," he purred as he gripped at her thigh. "Now, bend your leg up, that's it." He moved his hips slowly, his tail coming around to twist around her waist, the spiny end pointing up her back. "Yes, good, now move your hips with mine, like that."

He moved her hips with his hand to the rhythm he liked, and she kept it steady. Every thrust sent her body coiling tighter and tighter.

"Xeda," she cried softly as her body slid along the ground. She felt a small sharp pain from his talons at her thighs, but it was nothing compared to his movement between them. "Xeda," she cried louder.

He was beginning to lose himself again in his need, his powerful movements growing more fierce, more wild. He lifted his leg above hers and drove deeper.

She shut her eyes as her body shattered underneath his in a quiet storm, her mouth opening in a silent scream. She heard him hiss sharply, as if noticing her body’s sudden tightening and throbbing. A snarl ripped from his throat, and she felt him pulsing then spilling inside her even as he continued to move. He slammed into her once more before quickly slipping out, unfurling his tail from her, and backing away as if stunned by his own body's reaction.

Ophilia laid there, still as death, her only movement her breathing. She clenched her hands tight into fists, feeling a shiver overtake her now that Xeda's heat was no longer atop her.

She thought she heard him mumble something sharply that sounded like a curse. Slowly, she twisted her body around to look at him and saw him standing over her, his eyes alight like a blazing fire.

"Ophilia," he said under his breath. "What have you done to me?"

She turned all the way to face him, sitting on the ledge. He reached out and let his tail caress her thigh.

Ophilia took a slow breath, trying to keep her body from trembling.I wonder the same,she said silently.

They both stared down at each other.

"Are you all right?" she asked first, out of impulse.

He looked at her both with amusement and annoyance. "You're asking me that?" he said. "I'm...more than all right. Are you…"

"I'm fine," she said.More than fine."But I'll definitely be sore."

He seemed to relax. He glanced behind her, then his mouth widened in a sort of smile. He gently took hold of her arm and pulled her up as he stepped out of the bed. "Come on, I want that massage you promised me," he said, pulling her to the pool.

Ophilia got in without complaint. In fact, she relished the warm water on her skin. Xeda got in after her. He circled around her, playfully flicking water at her with his tail.

She giggled, feeling high still from the adrenaline coursing through her veins. She pursed her lips as she waded through the water, finding it hard to look at him.

"Your heat," she asked. "Is it gone now?" She tried to not sound disappointed as she said it, telling herself she wanted him to be better over her own pleasure.

He gave her a sly look. "For now," he said. "But I don't expect it to be gone from just this one encounter alone." He dipped his head as he eyed her sharply. "No, far from it. I'm afraid you'll have to help me more often." He fixed her with an equally sly expression, his tail teasing her thighs.

Ophilia flushed as she jumped at his touch, unable to keep the smile from growing on her face. She walked to the edge of the pool, flicking some of the water back at him. She chewed on her lip, looking down at the water as she asked, "Why did you choose me over the others?”

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