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I would have made her mine, if only for a moment...and that's worth any price, any sacrifice.
But I don't want just a moment. I want a lifetime, an eternity...and I'll be damned if I let anything, even my own treacherous desires, steal that chance away.
So I gentle my touch, my hunger, laving her with soft, savoring strokes until she's boneless and trembling, little mewling cries catching in her throat. Only then do I ease one thick finger inside her, groaning at the tight, slick clench of her body around me.
"Lily," I rasp against her flesh, my eyes fluttering shut as I fight for control. "Gods, you're so tight, so perfect...I can feel you, squeezing me..."
"More," she gasps, her hips rolling shamelessly against my hand. "Grok, please, I need...I need..."
"I know," I croon, working a second finger into her silken heat. "I know what you need, sweet...and I'm going to give it to you. All of it, until you're shaking apart in my arms, until you're ruined for any touch but mine..."
She shudders violently, her thighs clamping around my head as I crook my fingers just so, finding that secret, spongy spot that makes her see stars. Her climax hits her like a thunderbolt, fierce and sudden, and she wails through it, her body clenching and rippling around my fingers like she's trying to pull me deeper, to fuse us together at the most fundamental level.
I groan at the feel of her, the taste of her, honeyed bliss flooding my mouth as she shatters. I lap at her greedily, dragging out her pleasure until she's limp and boneless, little aftershocks shivering through her sweat-damp skin.
"That's it, my Red Blade," I praise her, my cock hard and throbbing against my laces, so huge I swear it could tear them apart. "Gods, you're so fucking perfect when you come for me...I could watch you fall apart, make you fall apart, every second of every fucking day and never, never get enough..."
She moans, her cheeks flush and her nipples peaked with arousal. "Want you," she mewls, reaching for me. "Please, Grok...I need to feel you, all of you..."
I snarl, so fucking hard for her, so hot and hungry. I claim her mouth with mine, loving the way she opens to the taste of herself on my tongue, my tusks pressing into her soft human cheeks. She writhes and thrusts against me, hot and bothered like the needy little human that she is. I want her begging, want her shameless and exposed, desperate for me, so I thrust my fingers into her slick channel until she pants with need, wet and clenching.
Only then do I rise up over her, my fingers slipping from her body to fumble urgently at the laces of my breeches. My cock springs free with a ragged groan of relief, heavy and hard and weeping with need.
Lily makes a soft, hungry sound at the sight of me, her eyes dark and hazy with lust. She reaches for me with shaking hands, but I catch her wrists gently, pinning them to the furs above her head.
“Look at me,” I rasp, my voice guttural and strained. "I want to watch you, see you...when I make you mine, when I claim you so deep neither of us will ever forget."
She shudders beneath me, her eyes flaring wide and wild. "Yes," she breathes, arching up to brush her lips against mine. "Yes, Grok...my warlord, my king. Take me, claim me...make me yours, now and forever."
I snarl at her words, at the sweet, searing rightness of them...and then I'm surging forward, the thick head of my cock notching against her slick, swollen entrance. I pause there for a heartbeat, savoring the heat of her, the way she pulses and clenches already, like she's craving my possession, my conquest.
Like she's been made for it, destined for it...just like I've been made for her, forged in the fires of fate and fortune to be the other half of her soul, the missing piece of her heart.
“No,” I command hoarsely as she tries to close her eyes, my eyes locking with hers, dark amber to stormy green. "Keep them open, Lily. Watch me...watch us."
She nods jerkily, her gaze never leaving mine...and then I'm pushing forward, sheathing myself inside her in one long, relentless stroke. She cries out at the sudden fullness, her hands flying to my shoulders and her nails digging into my skin...but her body welcomes me, clutches at me, yielding and molding to my invasion like I'm coming home, finding absolution in the sweet, secret depths of her.
“To tight,” I groan, my forehead dropping to rest against hers as I fight the urge to just pound into her, to take her with all the savage force roaring through my veins. "So perfect, gripping me like a fucking fist...gods, Lily, you were made for me, made to take me...so fucking deep..."
She mewls breathily, tilting her hips to take me deeper. “Harder,” she gasps, a dark and deadly challenge. "Fuck me harder, Grok...gods, I need it, I need you...ruin me for anyone else, make me yours..."
I snarl at the sweet, searing command in her tone, my control snapping like a frayed tether. With a low, guttural growl, I begin to move, my hips pistoning in a deep, driving rhythm that drags strangled cries from her lips, that makes the furs beneath us tremble with the force of my thrusts.
I'm lost to her, I realize dimly. Lost to the tight, slick heat of her, gripping me like a fist...to the broken music of her gasps and moans, the way she arches and bucks and writhes beneath me like I'm unmaking her, remaking her, with every fierce push and pull of our bodies.
Lost to us, and the wild, unfettered need that crackles between us, that binds us together more surely than any vow, any claim.
"Mine," I snarl, watching her face as I take her, as my tusks brush against her delicate human throat. "Mine, Lily...my mate, my queen...fucking MINE..."
"Yes," she sobs, her voice making my cock throb inside her wet pussy, her nails gouging deep channels in my thick skin. "Yes, yes, yours, only ever yours...oh fuck, oh gods, Grok...I'm going to...I can't..."
"That's it," I growl, angling my hips to grind against her clit with every thrust. "Take it, Lily. Take me, all of me, everything I am...fuck, you feel so good, so right..."
"Grok," she sobs, and it sounds like a prayer, like a plea. "I can't...it's too much, I'm going to...going to..."
"Do it," I command, my voice a low, rolling thunder. "Come on my cock, Lily...drench me, milk me...give me everything, take everything...now..."
She shudders violently, her head thrashing on the furs...and then she's shattering with a raw, ragged scream, her body clamping down around me like a vise. I groan at the sweet, savage bliss of it, the way she ripples and pulses and milks my aching flesh...and then I'm following her over the edge with a roar that shakes the very stones, spilling myself deep inside her in thick, pulsing jets.
