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I moan, clamping down my walls on his finger.

“You are doing so well, my star,” he compliments me. “You are already nice and wet, but I bet I can make you even wetter.”

He rises up out of the water to kiss me, and my hands roam his chest. He is so beautiful, and I want to touch him so, so bad.

“Need… to… touch you!” I pant as my hands roam down.

He rises from the water a bit more, and as his thumb finds my nub, I can finally get my hands on his cock.

My fingers are tracing the ridges on his cock, rippling under his skin in a random pattern. He hisses as I grab his cock in my hand, my fingers not even close to touching.

“What do I do?” I whisper, and his hand covers mine.

“Move your hand up and down, start slowly,” he says through gritted teeth.

I obey, and he rewards me with a feral moan that shoots straight to my center, where he trusts his fingers in the same rhythm as I pump his cock. Slowly at first, but when I get the hang of it, I start moving quicker, studying his reaction for pointers. Growling, he plunders my mouth, and I lose myself in the kiss, in the feeling of him, and when he adds another finger, I shatter. Again.

CHAPTER22

O’Rec

Stars, my mate is stunning when she cums. Her head bent back, eyes closed, and her mouth open as her cries of ecstasy echo in the bathroom. I feel her tight channel pulsing around my fingers, wetness gushing on my hand. It takes all of my self-control to keep myself from shattering with her, to give in to her gentle touch as she explores my cock and tries to figure out what I like. Little does she know that every touch, every caress - even the way she looks at me is what I want. As long as it is her, I am always on the verge of bursting.

I touch her forehead with mine, allowing us both to catch our breath. Reluctantly I slide my fingers out of her cunt as she pouts in protest. I cannot resist the opportunity to have another taste, so I bring my fingers to my mouth. I look at Marra and lick them clean. She widens her pupils, and I grin.

“I am not done with you yet, my mate.” I tell her before I claim her mouth in another kiss. I like this kissing, it is arousing and intimate, and I especially like how it drives my mate wild with desire. The little sounds she makes as my tongue thrusts into her mouth go straight to my cock, a deep, all-consuming need to claim her takes over.

“Are you sure, Marra.” And I pull back. Needing to hear the words one last time.

“Yes, O’Rec,” she says. “Make me yours.”

I pull her into the water, and she lets out the cutest little yelp. My tail wraps around her waist, and I hold her tight as I spin us around. Now, she is facing the stars, and I am sitting on the ledge again with her on my lap. Water sloshes around us, enveloping us in warmth.

I grab her ass and pull her against my painfully hard cock. She moans as my ridges rub against her folds, especially when they touch her little nub. Her cunt feels slick, and I lift her so I can position her above my waiting cock, using one of my hands to steady her and give it a little nudge.

We both gasp as my tip slides inside her channel. Barely an inch, but I feel like cumming already. She bites her lip, and I cup her cheek.

“I do not want to hurt you, my star. You are tight, and it is your first time.” She responds with the cutest blush, and I kiss her lips, then her neck, bite the sensitive skin on her shoulder before I move my attention to her breasts. I lick and suck on one nipple as my fingers find the other. Teasing and caressing.

She shudders and rocks her hips. With a deep moan, she slides down farther. Panting as I fill her up, inch by inch. I feel a barrier inside of her, even before she registers it herself. I gently rock my hips up, but we appear to be stuck somehow.

“This,this can’t be it? Can it?” She sounds frustrated. “You’re not even halfway in, and this is not enough O’Rec!”

I feel her need, and I feel the bond pulsing.

“I do not know, and perhaps I should have asked D’Var about it.” For a moment, I contemplate reaching out to him, but she slaps my chest.

“Don’t you dare talk to someone in your mind when you are inside of me,” she growls fiercely. I grin at the possessiveness in her tone. “I just… need to try… harder,” she pants before she glides up and pushes down hard.

Something tears inside her, and with the force of her push, I am all the way in, seated to the hilt. She lets out a harsh cry, making me freeze.

“Are you okay? Fuck did I hurt you?”

“No, Yes,” she grunts. “I’m okay. It hurts a bit, but I think it will pass. It’s already fading.” Tentatively, she begins to move, but I grab her firmly, holding her in place.

“Careful, we can stop if you want to.”

“Hell no,” she exclaims. “I want this, O’Rec, please let me move.”

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