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My hands tremble as I reach back to grasp my sore bottom cheeks, taking one in each hand and spreading my center wide.
“That’s it. More. A bit wider. Show me the slick, pink hole that belongs to me.” His growls of pleasure reverberate off the walls.
Chapter26
TORNN
I’mpleased by my mate’s beautiful surrender as she draws her reddened ass cheeks wide apart, revealing her puckering hole and her wet, swollen pussy. My blood heats and a fierce snarl rips from my throat. I quickly shed my clothing and approach Ellie from behind, fisting my lower appendage as a blue drop of my seed glistens on the bulbous tip.
After I position my cock at her gaping entrance, I pry her hands off her cheeks and gather her wrists in one hand, pressing them at the small of her back. “Good little female.”
Without warning, I slam into her slick, tight channel. She gasps and writhes underneath me as I set a rapid, punishing rhythm of claiming her. I hold her down as I plunge into her pussy, taking what’s mine. My vibrating balls repeatedly slam into her engorged button.
“You belong to me, sweet human,” I growl through clenched teeth, “you belong to me, and I want everyone to know it. I want to pump all your orifices full of my seed. Your tight pussy, your snug asshole, and your sweet mouth. I want every male who comes near you to know whose seed you’re drenched in.Fluxx. Maybe I’ll put my seed in a vial and force you to wear it around your pretty little neck.”
It doesn’t take long for her inner walls to contract around my thick length, and I groan at the sensation as she cries out during the throes of her climax. I release her wrists and guide her hands in front of her, allowing her to rest, but only briefly. I intend to keep pumping into her with my lower appendage until I spurt my essence deep inside her, then I plan to pound her again with my upper shaft as my vibrating balls continue smacking into her clit.
Once her breathing starts to regulate, I commence driving into her with fast strokes, my gaze on the five distinct stripes across her thoroughly punished bottom cheeks. Her flesh is slightly welted, though I doubt the marks will last long. Perhaps two or three days.
My cocks harden further and my lower one erupts inside her as a quaking wave of bliss sweeps over me. After the last pulsing spurt of my essence fills her, I withdraw from her center and immediately shove my upper shaft into her seed-drenched hole.
She cries out as another orgasm seizes her, and I watch with satisfaction as she grips the covers so hard her knuckles turn white. Her hair flails around her shoulders as she tosses her head from side to side, shuddering as I pause in my thrusts but remain submerged deep within her, allowing my balls to vibrate directly upon her clit while she shatters.
I find my own release a moment later. Her insides gripping my upper shaft makes it impossible to maintain control, and I once again fill her with my essence, riding her to completion, until the final quaking spurt releases from my body.
Breathless from my exertions, I withdraw from her center and carefully lift her in my arms. The urge to hold her close and see to her comfort is overwhelming. I carry her to a nearby chair and sink down in the cushions, arranging her on my lap, cradling her limp form in my arms. As she sits on me, the seed I’d just spurted into her leaks onto my thighs, but I don’t care. I need to have her close. I need to… tend to her.
I brush her hair from her face and study her expression. Her eyes are closed, but I can easily sense her exhaustion. I peer at the tear tracks on her cheeks and lean closer, darting out my tongue as I reverently lick the tears from her face. Her eyes shoot open, and she gives a tiny gasp as she draws back, clearly surprised by my actions.
As she holds my gaze, the ancestral markings across my chest start tingling. It’s not the first time it’s happened in her presence, and I doubt it will be the last. But maybe it’s a sign. A sign that we’re becoming as bonded as we can be even though she’s human and I’m Darrvason.
I can’t deny that I crave her every moment of every day. I also can’t deny that I’m eager to return to my quarters whenever time permits, even if it’s only to enjoy a quick meal with her before I must return to my duties as admiral. Her presence both calms and invigorates me, and I’m starting to understand why our elders destroyed the Yelltzins’ homeworld in a brutal act of revenge.
If something ever happened to Ellie… if someone stole her from me, I would tear up the universe looking for her. And I would maim and kill anyone who dared to cause her harm or worse. My chest tightens as I imagine her perishing at the hands of some unknown enemy.
A shaky breath leaves her, and she swallows hard. We’re still staring at one another, and I’mfluxxinglost in her blue depths. Lost in her sweetness. I cup the side of her face, and to my great pleasure, she leans into my touch. Her eyes flutter shut, and she releases a soft sigh.
You are becoming precious to me, little female.
The words linger on my tongue, but I can’t quite voice my thoughts aloud. I never expected to harbor such intense devotion and possessiveness for my human female. But with each passing day, my fixation with her becomes stronger, bordering on obsession.
“Are you all right, sweet human?” I ask instead.
She opens her eyes and a smile tugs at her lips. “My bottom hurts. And my pussy is a bit sore. But I’m okay.” She pauses and a look of uncertainty falls over her. “I’m truly sorry I planned to disobey you. Am I… forgiven?”
“Yes, Ellie. All is forgiven.” I’d forgiven her before I’d taken her over my knee, yet I’d still chastised her. Because she’d needed it, and because I’d wanted to ensure she never repeated the offense. Still cupping her face, I stroke her chin with my thumb. “Do you feel absolved of your sins, little female, or do you require more punishment, more pain?”
She inhales a quivering breath. “I feel absolved,” she says as a fresh blush tinges her cheeks.
I nod and gather her deeper in my arms, holding her tight as my ancestral markings tingle harder than ever before.
Chapter27
ELLIE
I can’t stop scratchingmy arms. Peering in the bathroom mirror, I gaze at my inflamed flesh as I debate whether to mention the issue to Tornn. No doubt he would insist I see a doctor, but the idea of being examined by a Darrvason physician makes me nervous, though I’m not sure why. On theJansonna, I never had any qualms about going to the medical bay when necessary.
With a sigh, I glance down at my arms. Maybe I’m having an allergic reaction to something in Tornn’s quarters. Hm. Perhaps it’s the bedsheets. Or the material in the long-sleeved gowns he recently gifted me.
