Page 106 of Tharn's Hunt
I growl, pressing forward slowly, so drakking slowly, just to feel every inch of her stretch around me. My mind screams a warning, and I remember the vision of my strength tearing her apart.She is not prey. Do not break her.
But Jah-kee meets my gaze, her water-blue eyes hazy with a trust that shatters my fear. She is not afraid. She wants this. She wants me.
Tight.
Hot.
Perfect.
The world, the entirety of Xiraxis, centers on this moment.
Jah-kee’s nails dig into my shoulders, her breath coming in sharp, shallow gasps.
“H-Harder?—”
A snarl rips from my chest, and Iobey.
I bury myself to the hilt in one brutal thrust, filling her socompletelyI see stars.
Dust.
Ain.
What is this?
Her body is scalding around me, clenching, pulsing. And it does not break. It holds me. It welcomes the very savagery I feared would destroy it. The beast inside me does not wish toconsume her; it wishes to be consumedbyher. Sheathing myself inside her is not an act of destruction. It is an act of completion.
I’ve never felt anything like it.
Never dreamed anything could feel this good.
I freeze, shuddering, my claws sinking into the furs as pleasure blows through me like a dust storm.
Is this…
Is this what mating is?
Then Jah-kee moans, her hips jerking, her walls fluttering around me—and I lose myself.
I pound into her, deep, rough, my hips snapping against hers with every ravenous thrust.
She cries out, her body arching. “Yes?—!”
Every slam of my hips drives me deeper, her heat milking me, her body begging for more.
She’s so soft.
So wet.
So tight.
I look down between us, drawn by a sight so beautiful. Female.Myfemale. Stretched around me.
The swollen curve of shaft sprouting from the base of my member grinds against her soft center, perfectly molding to her slick folds.
She wails.
Her back bows off the furs, her thighs clamping around my hips as the dual sensation destroys her.
