Page 36 of Human Reform
I curled my fingers inside her, hitting the spot that made her moan loudly, and I sucked her clit into my mouth, increasing the pressure until she was gasping for air.
Her orgasm hit her with force, her body arching as she came with a loud cry, her thighs squeezing my head as she rode the waves of pleasure.I didn’t stop, though, my fingers and tongue working her through her release until she was a trembling, weightless mess beneath me.
I pulled back, licking my lips as I watched her come down from her high.Her chest rose and fell with each ragged breath, her skin flushed and glowing.
“Daxon,” she whispered breathlessly.“You’re… incredible.”
Pride surged through my chest, but it was more than that.It was the way she looked at me—like I was everything she needed.I gently kissed her inner thigh before moving up her body, pressing soft kisses to her stomach, her ribs, and the hollow of her throat.She wrapped her arms around me, pulling me into a deep, passionate kiss that left us both breathless.
I pulled back just enough to look into her eyes, my chest heaving.“You’re mine, Alora.”
She smiled, her fingers tracing the line of my jaw.“I’m yours,” she whispered.
And at that moment, I believed it.She was mine, and I would do everything in my power to keep her safe, to make her happy, and to show her just how much she meant to me.
I lifted Alora’s naked body off the couch, her skin warm against mine and her arms instinctively wrapping around my neck.Her breath hitched as I cradled her, and her eyes locking with mine, those stormy gray pools that seemed to see straight into my soul.The weight of her in my arms felt right, like she belonged there.I carried her into my bedroom, my heart pounding in a rhythm that was almost unfamiliar—raw, human, and alive.
Gently, I laid her on my bed, the sheets cool against her skin.Her hair had come loose from her braid and fanned out around her, dark and wild, and her chest rose and fell with shallow breaths.I stood at the end of the bed, my fingers fumbling with the waistband of my black tactical pants.I hesitated for a moment, suddenly self-conscious, but her gaze—steady and hungry—pushed me forward.I stripped the pants and boxers off in one motion, and my cock sprang free, hard and heavy, betraying just how much I wanted her.
Her eyes widened slightly, a flicker of surprise crossing her face before it melted into something darker and more primal.I felt a surge of pride, my chest swelling at the way her eyes lingered on me.She didn’t look afraid.She looked impressed, almost in awe.That look alone nearly undid me.
“Is this okay?”I asked, my voice low and my hands trembling with the effort to hold back.I needed to hear her say it, to know she wanted this as much as I did.
“Yes,” she whispered, her voice steady but filled with a hunger that matched mine.“I want you, Daxon.”
Those words sent a wildfire through me.I climbed onto the bed, hovering over her, my body trembling with restraint.My cock throbbed impatiently, but I forced myself to go slowly and savor every second of this.I positioned myself between her thighs, my fingers brushing the slick heat of her entrance.She was already so wet and so ready for me, and the sight of her like this—spread out for me, her body trembling with anticipation—nearly broke the last thread of my control.
I guided the tip of my cock to her entrance, the contact electric.I pressed in slowly, inch by agonizing inch, and her tightness gripped me in a way that made my head spin.She gasped, her fingers digging into my shoulders and her legs wrapping around my hips, urging me deeper.
“Daxon,” she breathed softly.“You feel… so good.”
Her words sent a shudder through me, my hips stuttering as I buried myself to the hilt.She was so tight and so warm, and the way her inner walls clenched around me was almost too much.I held still for a moment, giving her time to adjust, my forehead pressed against hers and our breaths mingling.
“Are you okay?”I asked, my voice strained.
“Yes,” she whispered, her hands sliding to cup my face.“Move.Please.”
I obeyed, pulling out slowly before thrusting back in, the sensation overwhelming.Her moan, low and throaty, echoed in the room, and I couldn’t hold back anymore.I set a steady rhythm, each thrust driving me deeper, and each movement drawing another delicious sound from her lips.Her body moved with mine, meeting me thrust for thrust, her nails raking down my back.
“Faster,” she pleaded, her voice breaking.
I slammed into her harder and deeper, my hips snapping against hers with a force that made the bed creak beneath us.She cried out, her legs tightening around me and her body arching off the bed.I could feel her orgasm building, her inner walls fluttering around me, and it pushed me closer to the edge.
“Daxon,” she gasped, her hands clawing at my shoulders.“I’m… I’m going to…”
Her words cut off as her orgasm hit her hard, her body convulsing beneath me and her inner walls clenching around me in a rhythm that had me groaning loudly.I couldn’t hold back anymore.My own release tore through me, hot and intense, my hips jerking as I spilled myself deep inside her.Her name was on my lips, a broken whisper as I collapsed on top of her, my body trembling with the force of it.
For a moment, we just lay there, our bodies tangled and our breaths ragged.I shifted slightly, my forehead resting against hers.
“Was that… okay?”I asked, my voice hoarse.“I didn’t mean to come inside you.I should’ve asked?—”
She smiled, her finger tracing my bottom lip.“It’s perfectly fine,” she said softly.“It was really amazing.”
Relief flooded through me, and I pressed a kiss to her forehead, my heart swelling with something I couldn’t quite name.She was mine now, in every way that mattered.I just hoped she’d want to stay when this mission was over.The thought of losing her now made my heart clench.
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ALORA
