Page 76 of Shielded Heart

Anxiety constricted her throat. She’d never been the one in control. “I-I don’t…”

Tightening his hold on her, Arc lifted Sam so she was raised on her knees. “Grasp my cock.”

Cheeks still aflame, Samantha reached between their bodies and slid her hand down his shaft; his tendrils brushed over her fingers, and a shiver coursed through him. Emboldened, she wrapped her hand around his base. The tendrils sealed.

Arcanthus slid his hands down her thighs. “Now take me into your body, little terran.”

Samantha lowered herself until the tip of his cock touched her entrance. Her legs trembled. She bore down, and he breached her, sliding into her sex.

Arc groaned and squeezed her thighs.

She bit her lip, pushed back up, and dropped down again, welcoming him into her body, taking him deeper. He filled her, stretched her, and the nodules lining his cock stimulated her with every shallow pump.

“Yes, just like that,” Arc rumbled, bringing her eyes to his.

Panting softly through parted lips, Samantha released his shaft to flatten both hands on his chest. She lifted her hips again and slammed down on him, forcing her body to take him fully.

Her breath hitched, silencing her cry. Arcanthus filled her completely, stretching her nearly to the point of pain, but the discomfort quickly subsided.

Only incredible, exhilarating fullness remained.

Arcanthus hissed through his teeth, his eyes momentarily closing as he tilted his head back. When his eyes reopened, intense and burning with hunger, they fixed upon Samantha.

“Use me, little terran,” he said. “Take what you will. I am yours.”

Keeping her gaze locked with his, Sam entered a steady rhythm. She and Arc moaned in unison as she rocked back and forth. She felt every one of his nodules against her inner walls; each stroke of his cock pushed her pleasure higher and higher.

Arcanthus slid his hands up to cup her breasts. He squeezed them, kneaded her flesh, and pinched her nipples, sending shock waves straight to her core. Her sex greedily clenched around him.

“Do you feel how well we fit together?” he asked. “Do you feel how perfect this is?”

“Yes,” she panted, eyelids fluttering; she could feel it, could sense her peak, so close and yet just out of reach. It was becoming difficult to keep rhythm—her elbows and knees were weak and trembling, refusing to support her weight as tingles spread through her limbs.

“Yes, my little terran.” Arc chuckled through a moan, dropping his hands to her hips. “Let go. Seek your pleasure.Demandit from my body. Demand it from me.”

His strong arms supported Samantha, lifting and dropping her to meet the upward thrusts of his pelvis, each of which was a little stronger than the last.

Her desire overrode everything else; he was all that mattered. He was all she needed.

Samantha’s nails scratched and bit into his skin as Arcanthus quickened the pace. A fresh wave of pleasure blasted through her, and her elbows buckled. She fell upon his chest, and Arcanthus lifted his head, claiming her mouth hungrily. His lips dominated her, and she submitted, returning his kiss with reckless abandon.

Her body tensed, racked with tremors, and she cried out against his mouth. Her thoughts fragmented as she was hurtled beyond the point of no return. Euphoria flooded her, sending torrents of pleasure through her body.

She came apart at the seams, but she knew, in the end, Arcanthus would be there to put her back together.

Arcanthus growledagainst Samantha’s mouth as her sex clenched around his cock and a gush of liquid heat flowed from her. Her body pulled him deeper, greedy for what he had to give her. He thrummed with intense pleasure from top to bottom—even in limbs that were no longer flesh and blood—but he held on. He wasn’t ready to be done; he’d not yet had enough of her.

Samantha tore her mouth from his and pressed her face against his neck, muffling her cries. Her breath was hot against his skin. Her entire body tensed and quivered over and around him, resisting his rhythm.

Something new sparked inside him—something deep, something ancient, something he’d never fully glimpsed.

It was the result of his people’s mixed ancestry, a beast left dormant in his blood. A beast woken by its recognition of its mate.

He hooked an arm around her shoulders and rolled, flipping Samantha onto her back while keeping himself buried within her. As she writhed atop the rumpled bedding, Arcanthus shifted onto his knees, threw her legs around his waist, and grasped her hips. He yanked her down onto his cock, seating himself deeply inside her and producing another gasp from her kiss-swollen lips.

She clutched the blanket and looked up at him, eyes glazed and half-lidded. “Arc…”

He met her gaze and drew back his hips. He had no more words for her. When her pink tongue ran across her lower lip, any semblance of control he might’ve maintained burned away. He unleashed himself; he thrust into her hard, simultaneously slamming her against his pelvis.

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