Page 23 of Kameer's Mate
“My sweet little mate.” His voice brims with reverence, and somehow, this makes my throat burn. “I’m going to claim you now. I’m going to pound you with my cocks, one after the other, and spill my seed inside you. I expect you to be an obedient female and accept every thrust.”
If I were braver, I might point out that I’m trapped on the raised bed and I can’t even stand right now, so what choice do I have but to accept every thrust? But I’m fully aware of how vulnerable I am in this position, so I keep the smart comments to myself. My only response is another whimper as he slowly pushes the tip of his lower appendage into my pussy.
Oh God. The fullness.
The fullness, the fullness, thefullness.
I gasp as I stretch around his thick member, and I clutch the bottom sheet harder, still uncertain that he’ll fit.
“Breathe, pretty human.” He strokes a hand down my back. “Breathe.”
I inhale shakily as he pushes deeper. It doesn’t hurt, not yet, but it’s not exactly comfortable. My trepidation increases alongside the pressure in my core. He gives another slow thrust, and suddenly his scrotum is pressed to my clit. It’svibrating, and the sensation is everything.
Gasps leave me as he remains submerged in my depths while he keeps his vibrating scrotum snug against my nubbin. The climax that descends causes me to cry out. It’s a quick, surprise orgasm that steals my breath and makes my head spin with dizziness. Dark spots mar my vision as I blink. I try to undulate my hips in tune with the pulsating waves, but it’s difficult to move in my current position with my feet dangling above the floor, so all I can do is remain in place while Kameer keeps his vibrating scrotum pressed firmly to my center.
Thankfully, he doesn’t withdraw until the last wave of my climax dissipates. He grasps my hips and pulls his lower appendage out only to drive back in a moment later. It’s a hard thrust, and he continues repeating this motion while driving deeper with each plunge, until he goestoodeepand splits me in half. Or at least that’s what it feels like.
I cry out from the abrupt pain, a sting that momentarily overshadows all the pleasure. Panic grips me and I’m desperate to escape. I claw at the mattress, and when that doesn’t work, I reach around to push Kameer away.
He doesn’t budge. In fact, he remains submerged in my tightness, no longer plunging in and out. Words of comfort wash over me, spoken in what I assume is the Darrvason tongue. I don’t know what he’s saying, but it’s clear he’s trying to calm me. Eventually, he switches to Galactic Common.
“Shh, pretty female. The pain won’t last much longer, and the pleasure will soon return. I promise.” He strokes my hairand caresses a hand down my back. It’s soothing, the way he’s petting me.
True to his word, the sting gradually fades, and the delicious vibrations from his scrotum help reawaken my desires. Once again, I’m aching with need and desperate for him to resume his thrusts.
“The pain will not occur during subsequent mating sessions, Mandy. Only the first time.” He continues stroking my hair and my back, and I sigh with contentment as I soak up the comfort he’s offering. “Are you all right?”
“Yes, I-I am okay.” It’s the truth. The pain has now completely faded, replaced with a deeper pleasure because he’s fully submerged inside me. Well, I think he’s fully submerged. Surely he can’t go any deeper.
“Good.” He carefully brushes my hair from my face. “Are you ready for me to continue?”
Yes. Oh, God, yes. I hesitate to answer, however, because I’m still of a mind to keep distance between us. An emotional distance that will hopefully prevent the heartbond from forming.
“Mandy?”
“Yes, I’m ready.” I attempt to sound bored, but there’s no hiding the frantic need in my voice, and I flush in the aftermath of my failure to remain stoic at the very least.
How will I resist Kameer when I crave him so fervently?
Perhaps the novelty of sexual congress will fade once he finishes claiming me this first time. I can only hope. Because if I experience this aching need every day of our mating union, I fear I won’t be able to stop the formation of the heartbond.
A pleased growl rumbles from Kameer’s throat, and he resumes the thrusts into my pussy. But the gentleness he displayed before is gone. He clutches my hips and drives faster and deeper, and his vibrating scrotum impacts my clit with each quick plunge.
He’s being rough.
He’s pounding me.
Pleasure cascades through me, a blissful delirium as quaking heat radiates outward from my center. It’s all I can do to keep breathing. Especially when a third climax steals through me, during which my pussy clenches down on his thrusting cock.
He roars like a beast and pummels me faster. Harder.
I have no choice but to remain in place and take each violent thrust, until his movements become jerky. The sound of flesh slapping flesh fills the room.
Warmth surges inside me as his shaft swells larger and pulsates, and it takes me a few seconds to realize he’s climaxing. He’s spilling his seed in my depths.
My upper arms tingle and itch, and my stomach flips.No. Please not a heartbond.Terror fills me as I recall all the instances my arms have tingled and itched in his presence, even before he bought me and had me delivered to his quarters.
I push up just far enough to peer at my upper arms, and relief swirls through me when I don’t glimpse a single ancestral marking on my skin. I’m safe. I’m still safe. Maybe.
