Page 20 of Draevan

But he had to restrain himself somewhat.

He couldn’t hurt her. He had to be gentle.

After taking a moment to center himself, he pulled back to stare into her pretty blue eyes. He cupped her face and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. Then he guided her to lie atop the covers.

A slight tremor rushed through her body, and the delectable aroma of her arousal increased in the air. He growled in appreciation. She’d just climaxed on his tongue, yet she was growing excited again… because she realized he was preparing to claim her fully.

He lay stretched out beside her on the bed, slowly gliding his hand up and down her body, tracing the contour of her bosom, lingering at her nipples, and going lower until he grazed her clit. Each time he touched her clit, even for the briefest of moments, her center lurched upward and she gave a faint whimper, a desperate sound that spoke of the urgency building inside her anew, evidence of the achiness reviving in her core.

He continued teasing her with the slow caresses and brief touches of her core, wanting to make sure she was sufficiently wet, swollen, and ready to be claimed by him.

Earlier, as he’d pushed two fingers into her center, he’d felt just how tight she was, and he surmised the more drenched and beside herself with need she became, the easier it would be for her to accept his size.

As he trailed one digit through the seam of her slick nether lips, she undulated against him and her hands abruptly reached for the covers, for something to hold onto. Her left hand found purchase on the top cover, but her right hand ended up grabbing something else entirely—his hugely erect cock.

He groaned at the feel of her soft, tiny hand grasping his shaft.

Fluxx.

His vision went momentarily black, his breath hitched, and a growl soon rumbled from his throat. His cock thickened further in her tentative grip. She gasped but didn’t retract her hand. Instead, she peered down and her eyes went wide, and an enticing flush swept up her neck to cover her entire face.

And yet, despite her apparent shock over what she’d accidentally done, she didn’t let go. She kept holding his length, and she even gave it a slight squeeze.

“I-I was reaching for the covers,” she blurted in a high-pitched tone, and yet she still didn’t release him.

“I am not complaining, though I might protest if you remove your hand. Star God, Cora, this is the greatest pleasure I’ve ever known.”

He leaned in to kiss her cheek, then he focused on applying more strokes to her center, making sure to graze her clit repeatedly as he investigated just how wet she was becoming. She mewled and writhed against his hand.

“Before we go any further,” he said, “we must exchange the traditional mating vows of my people.”

“Oh? I’m afraid I don’t know the vows.”

“Just repeat after me, sweet Cora.” He paused for a moment before he began to recite the most important words he might ever say. “I, Draevan, give you, Cora, my soul, my body, and my heart.” He gave her an expectant look.

“I, Cora, give you, Draevan, my soul, my body, and my heart.”

“Upon this mating, I am yours, and you are mine. May the Star God bless our union.”

“Oh, that’s so beautiful,” she murmured. Then her face grew serious, and she repeated the words. “Upon this mating, I am yours, and you are mine. May the Star God bless our union.”

He quickly found himself on top of her, their bodies pressed intimately together, a tangle of limbs, as they explored one another with tentative touches that quickly became more confident and urgent.

As he situated himself between Cora’s quivering thighs, he leaned down and kissed her soundly, sweeping his vibrating tongue into her mouth with more boldness than he had during their first kiss. She moaned and kissed him back, clutching his face, her tongue dancing against his, as she arched her center up to meet the bulbous tip of his cock.

He reached down to better position his length at her entrance, then glided his shaft through her wetness, up and down. He pulled back from the kiss and strove to give her an affectionate look, the sort of look he imagined she needed at this moment, a caring and reassuring one.

His chest swelled with unexpected emotion as he held her gaze. Not for the first time since he’d met her, it felt as though time had just stopped, as though they were the only two souls left in the universe, two hearts beating as one.

Gradually, he started pushing into her molten core. Her slick center instantly gripped him, making it difficult to give the next thrust. He paused to allow her a moment to get used to his size, though so far, he’d only driven the head of his cock inside her. He fought the urge to plunge into her fully, wanting to keep his word about being gentle this first time. He’d made a promise, and he quickly reminded himself that trust, once broken, was difficult to rebuild.

Even if it was difficult, even if it fluxxing killed him, he would be gentle with the little human.

He watched her face carefully, trying to determine if she was in any pain. There was a needy, urgent gleam in her eyes, but she wasn’t grimacing or crying out in agony. He exhaled with relief and started pushing deeper, just a smidge further every few moments, as she gasped and writhed and parted her legs wider to receive more of him.

His cock thickened as he gradually plunged deeper, and her insides gripped him anew with each careful push. She was incredibly tight, but oh so slick and warm.

A feverish tingle swept through him, making him tremble with desire, as yet another growl tore from his throat.