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“Tell me if I hurt you,” he ground out, barely able to speak. Desire gripped him and it was all he could do to keep from pounding into her as if he were crazed. He suspected she needed a bit more time to get used to his size.
“Okay, I will,Xerr,” she whispered.
She quivered and he pulled her cheeks wider apart, so wide her puckered bottom hole was revealed to him. The sight of it, clenching and unclenching, heated his blood and caused him to increase his pace.
“I’m going to fill you with my seed,” he growled. “I’m going to spend inside you repeatedly until it’s dripping down your thighs, little human.You’re mineand I intend to mark you as mine. Over and over again.”
Chapter 15
Caylee replayedKazzon’s recent words, particularly his promise to fill her with his seed and mark her as his. Heated pulses flittered through her and she gripped the covers tighter. She had no doubt that he meant what he’d said. Any moment now, she expected to feel the warmth of his seed filling her.
Now that she’d become accustomed to his size, he kept increasing his pace as he drove into her. Part of her wanted him to take her harder, but she dared not utter such a desire aloud.
Shame heated her face when she considered her current position—bent over with her center spread wide while her new husband steadily thrust into her. He had her cheeks pulled far apart, too, and she could feel the air drifting against her bottom hole with his every movement.
It wasn’t long before he was truly pounding into her, plunging so deep and fast that with each impact his balls slammed heavily upon her clit. Pleasure coiled low in her belly and perspiration broke out on her temples. She was overheated and panting for breath, bent over with her bottom raised high while Kazzon pumped his massive cock into her.
He tightened his hold on her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh, keeping her in place.
She was his to take, his to use. His to claim.
His wife.
Her stomach flipped at the knowledge.
She certainly hadn’t woken up this morning with any clue she was about to find herself married to a Tarrkuan, let alone taken to his spaceship and claimed. Yet here she was, on the verge of yet another climax while a strict alien she barely knew drove his hardness into her depths with the ferocity of an untamed beast.
When he increased his pace, causing his balls to slap even harder against her clit, she was hurled over the precipice and into an abyss of white hot, undulating pleasure. She gasped as the powerful release swept through her, draining her of all energy. She panted in the aftermath of it, both trying to catch her breath and not fall over while Kazzon continued to pound her.
But she soon realized he wouldn’t let her collapse on the bed. He had a firm hold of her hips and she wasn’t going anywhere. The sound of flesh slapping flesh and his deep growls resounded in the room.
His cock seemed to swell larger inside her and his movements became jerky as shudders affected him. She felt the quakes travel from his body to hers.
Then it happened.
The warmth of his essence shot into her in a series of quick but almost violent pulses. Her fingers tightened around the covers, until her hands ached from clutching the silky fabric.
She remained in place while Kazzon finished filling her with his seed, just as he’d promised. Summoning her strength, she peered over her shoulder and the sight of him pulling his still-hard cock from her pussy sent a quiver through her.
He stared at her intently, almost a glare, and his nostrils flared. Covered in a light sheen of perspiration, with his muscles flexed, and his short dark locks in disarray, he looked like a feral creature.
Or a warrior who’d come to conquer.
She couldn’t deny that she felt thoroughly conquered by him, and she couldn’t resist another peek at his rigid cock. It didn’t appear smaller in the slightest, even though he’d just pumped her full of his seed. Her pulse skittered. She could feelittrickling down her inner thighs, the proof that he’d just claimed her.
Her heart skipped a beat. Was he seriously ready to go all over again?
Is that what he’d meant byover and over? Did he really plan to claim her a second or even a third time (or more!) tonight? While she’d never been with a human man before, based on the things her friends had divulged about their love lives, she didn’t think human men possessed the same stamina as a Tarrkuan.
Her tummy fluttered and she turned her head back around, still remaining in place, with her bottom lifted high in the air and Kazzon’s seed dripping down her thighs. He hadn’t released his grip on her hips yet. She felt his eyes on her and knew he was staring at her ass and pink folds. In fact, the way he was holding her hips caused her cheeks to remain spread wide, and she flushed all over again as she considered this vulnerable position.
She drew in a breath and opened her mouth, prepared to say something, though she wasn’t exactly sure what, when her husband’s deep rumbling voice floated over her.
“Now you belong to me, little human.” Leaning closer, he trailed a hand down her back before reaching her hair. He threaded his fingers through her locks and gave a slight tug that drew a gasp from her. “We’ve received the marriage blessing from Tarrkuan priests, and we’ve consummated our union. There can be no undoing what’s been done, do you understand?”
She thought she detected a note of warning in his voice, but she couldn’t be sure. Her heart thumped wildly in her chest and her mind whirled with all that had happened to her in the last few hours. “I-I understand,” she finally replied, her shaky voice betraying her nerves.
“I will still allow you to say goodbye to your family, even your friends, if you wish, Caylee,” he said, tightening his grip on her hair, “however, while you are out in the dome-city, I expect you to be on your best behavior, whether or not I am with you at the time.”
