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"Oh God, Khaion, I'm going ...." The words choke off short as an explosion of pleasure radiates through me. It starts as a low hum that builds into a vibration throbbing between my legs. Sensation after sensation pierces through me like bolts of electricity.
His tongue moved feverishly against my sensitive flesh, fingers digging into my skin as I cried out his name, feeling a wave of pleasure wash over me like a tidal wave, so intense it left me dizzy and weak in its wake.
Slowly, savoring every lick, Khaion nibbled and kissed his way up my body. His heat seeped into my skin and sweat beaded my forehead as he lowered his head to nuzzle between my breasts.
The starlight from the window lit up his pelt, making his body seem etched from granite. I love the feel of him, the hardmuscles, and the way his body moves, so large and graceful. My mind spins for a minute, stopping as the sensations become too intense to allow anything else. Khaion whispered in my ear, the excitement building within me at his voice, the weight of his body pressing onto mine, the feel of my skin against his suede-like pelt.
"Are you certain, Emmy?" he asks roughly. His eyes ask what his words cannot. He is asking me to be his and his alone, his mate in all the ways that matter. Despite him never being able to speak the words, the joining of our bodies will say everything that needs to be said between us.
I, however, am under no such restriction.
I cradle his face between my hands and pull him closer. "I’m yours," I mumble against the soft skin of his mouth before dragging my teeth along his bottom lip.
Something seems to snap within him. Khaion's lips crash down on mine, one hand cradling the back of my head as his hips surged forward, and in the span of one thrust, we are joined. Joined, and no alien or man will ever be put asunder. His cock stretches me open until I'm filled, and Khaion's muscles tremble with the exertion of holding himself still, deep within me, while my body acclimates.
The feel of him is overwhelming both in the way my body rippled with bliss, and my heart settled around the idea of us and forever. I grasped him like a lifeline, my teeth sinking into his shoulder as I clenched down on his cock. His hands roved up and down my body, pressing me closer, holding me tighter. The slick sounds of our flesh coming together fill the room, along withthe moans of two people lost in pleasure. We move together in a dance older than time itself.
It is primal; it is raw; it is beautiful… and forever.
Chapter 15
Khaion
I thought I could walk away if that was what she wanted. That the pleasure we’d already shared would be enough. But the feeling of our bodies entwined - her mouth against my lips, her nipples scraping along my chest, and my cock buried deep inside her as she grinds herself against it—nothing has ever felt as good as this. I moaned against her lips at the pleasure so intense it nearly overwhelmed me. It takes all my restraint to hold still, allowing her body to acclimate to my size. Her inner walls clench again, and I groan against her lips, the pleasure so intense it nearly cripples me.
This feels like a culmination of every erotic dream I've ever had wrapped up in this scorching white-hot moment. Nothing else matters but joining with this beautiful woman as deeply as possible in whatever way I can. Giving her not just my body but every part of me, mind, body, heart & soul. Showing her she is mine for always, with deeds what my words can never claim.
"Come for me, myvika," I whispered against her lips, my hips rocking faster. My fingers stroke her hair, her face, her breasts, and down the sides of her waist until my fingers reach that small nub that holds her pleasure.
"Oh, yes," Emmy moaned, her nails leaving tracks of fire across my back as she clung to me. Each thrust felt like arevelation; the world narrowed until there was nothing but our bodies and pleasure. Her scent is a mix of flowers and spices native to my home world, and happiness blossoms through the air. I glanced between us and watched in amazement as her body clenched around mine. Her skin was hot; a light sheen of sweat beaded on top. Glancing down at her body again, I watched myself slide in and out of her, inch by inch. Each slow movement brought me closer to losing control.
"Oh God, Khaion!" Emmy moaned, her hips rocking faster than before until I had no choice but to match them with my own faster pace. My cock pulsing with the urge to spill inside her.
Her breasts bounce and jiggle with the motion of our bodies joining, and I run my hands over the pillowy mounds, taking pleasure in their softness and loving how they fill my palms. Her skin has turned a rosy pink from exertion and passion, sweat dripping down her neck and chest. I let out a low groan as I push myself through her tight channel again, drawing out of her almost entirely before pushing back deeper inside her than ever before.
She arches off the bed when my fingertips circle the small nub at the top of her sex where her pleasure lies. Our breathing becomes harsh and ragged in tandem with the slapping of skin on skin, the moisture of our movements making everything we do wetter and slicker than normal.
Her cries are music to me as she writhes and begs for more, for harder, faster. She raises her knees in a silent plea, and I move inside her, pistoning in and out, filling her and losing myself there. Her thighs are slick with arousal, glistening in the dim starlight streaming through the window. My own climaxhits in a rush, and I surge forward as my cock throbs and pulses spilling inside her. Emmy cries out her release as her nails dig into my skin, her legs quivering around me. Her hot, wet heat clamps around me, and I feel the muscles in my thighs burning from exertion.
I recognize this feeling.
It’s the feeling of a vision of something important—a dream—coming to pass. A moment that changes your life forever. I thought the day I became Chieftain was that moment. I was wrong. This is the most important moment in my life. This woman completes me and makes everything right in the universe. She touches every part of my soul with just her gaze. I can hardly breathe under the onslaught of emotion washing over me. I bend towards her and take her lips in mine, kissing her slowly as I trail my tongue against the seam of her lips before allowing it to glide into the heat of her mouth. I cradle her against me, pushing my body forward so I am buried deep inside her, our hips settling together as if made to fit perfectly like puzzle pieces.
Emmy makes a noise, a hum of contentment. "I love how you feel inside me," she whispers, hooking her leg over my thighs.
The way she makes me feel is beyond words, beyond anything I’ve ever known or will know. I bring my arms up to wrap around her body and pull her closer. She fits so perfectly against me—as if the gods formed her body for mine. I want to be like this forever, buried deep in her slick heat, holding her tightly, our lips meeting in feathery touches.
I bit my tongue against the words my heart wanted to scream at the universe.
Emmy is mine, forever.
Chapter 16
Emmy
Tuscany.
The top of my travel bucket list—at least when I was on Earth.
