Page 57 of Owned By Two

He grunted in the back of his throat and leaned back.

I redoubled my efforts and rocked hard on him.

He let me ride him, his every inch stimulating me in ways no other lover ever had — except perhaps that of Blor — but where we had made love in the sterile surroundings of a Seeding Facility, Uhti and I were doing it in the warm embrace of nature and I couldn’t think of a better spot to be Seeded.

Finally, grunting under his breath as I took him deeper inside me, I felt his hips buck forward, his cock stiffen, and knew he was close.

He wrapped his arms around my hips and drew me harder onto him as he pumped every last drop of his seed inside me.

Then he flopped down on top of me, a spent force, and we each lay there, crumpled and tired, gasping for oxygen, and laughed into the dying sunlight.

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I thrusthard and spilled my seed inside her.

She moaned with joy as I did so.

That made me quiver again and pulse a few more times so she got every last drop of me.

I flopped down on top of her, exhausted, but bore the majority of my weight on my hands and knees.

I felt her skin against my scales, the warm press of her.

She chuckled and I joined her in her joviality as we slumped to one side.

I withdrew my cock and let it slap against her inner thigh.

I wrapped my arms around her to keep her warm and loved the feel of her there in my arms.

We lay in silence for a moment, letting it — and the experience of the past hour — run through the forefront of our minds.

She stroked the scales of my forearm that sent ripples across the surface of my scales.

It traveled the length of my body and stimulated my balls that were already recharging for another shot.

I knew it wouldn’t be long before I was ready for that.

I kissed her on the cheek and the base of the neck.

I loved the way her hair tickled my nose.

I thought back over our lovemaking and how much better it was even than I expected it to be.

The feel of her, the touch of her, the sense that she was mine and, more than anything else, filling her with my seed had wiped the scent of the other male from her — just as I had hoped it would.

Now I had Claimed her, she was mine andonlymine.

And if I needed more proof of that fact, I had seen it the moment I had rolled her over onto her front…

The thing that sealed us together more tightly than anything else ever could.

More even than our emotions as they were ethereal and could be difficult to explain and understand.

This thing was tangible and real, something that could be touched and observed.

The sight of the tattoo — what was called the Joisa — was clear as day at the base of her spine.

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