Page 91 of Ahelno
Dakleth closed his eyes. “This is heaven, little mate.”Groaning, he opened his eyes and thrust up. “Watching your breasts bounce as you ride my cock is my new favorite thing. I do not think I will ever get enough of this.”
“You’re not afraid of being vulnerable like this?” I whispered.
Dakleth scoffed. “You’re a tiny thing, and you weigh half what I do. You could not harm me physically if you tried.”
Well, now I was insulted. I slowed down and narrowed my eyes.
He sat up, shifting me in his lap, still wrapped around his cock. “Do not be angry at the truth, my love. You cannot harm me physically, but my hearts are in your hands. No one has more power over me than you do. When you are sad, my hearts break. When you are angry with me, I feel like I have been cut by a thousand knives of glass. Without your attention, I wither like a zana bush dying of thirst. You could wound me with a cutting word or glance. If you left me, I do not believe I would ever recover.”
He kissed me and stroked my face. “I come alive when I see you smile, mate. Seeing you dance or play your music fills me with such joy. I never knew I could feel this way about another person. I love you, my beautiful mate. And that love is a fearsome thing.” He kissed me deeper and thrust up into me, and my hips bucked in rejoinder. We made love slowly with me in his lap, bodies pressed close together. We kissed with our eyes open, and I felt the bond bloom slowly in my chest. My eyes widened in surprise as I felt him take root - felt him become an indelible part of me.
“I feel the bond,” I whispered, as he thrust slowly into me.
“Then you feel my hearts. My devotion to you. My endless worship. I have felt it from the first moment I laid eyes onyou, Andrea of Earth. I am sorry for how I hurt you in my ignorance, but this bond? I cannot regret it,” he averred, sincerity ringing in his voice.
“I don’t regret it either,” I said, giving him shining eyes. “I don’t regret you. I don’t regret us.”
He groaned and rolled me over so I was on my back, in one smooth motion. He dragged himself out slowly, and I moaned. He pushed back in and began a slow, smooth rhythm that held me on the brink of insanity. “Faster, Dakleth, please!” I begged.
He started pummeling into me. His strength - he was thrusting so hard I had to put my hand up to the wall so he didn’t drive my head into it. But it felt so, so good as his cock pushed its way past my tight walls. I fluttered around him, and he growled, driving himself even deeper until I could feel him bumping my cervix. The pain I normally would have felt goaded me even further, providing a counterpoint that magnified my pleasure. “I’m going to.. Dakleth…” I panted.
“Yessss, mate,” he said, driving into me. He brought one hand to my clit and started rubbing. “Look me in the eyes. Look at me and call my name when you come apart on my cock,” he demanded. I opened my eyes and found his. The eye contact was intense. I felt the bond connecting us both. My lust was reflected in his, and it was an endless feedback loop. “I’m…”
“Come for me,” he commanded, and I detonated.
I screamed his name as I convulsed around him. I squeezed his cock so hard, he winced, then groaned as he fucked me through it. “Gods, you are milking me,” he said as he held me around the waist and used me like a fucktoy for his cock. “I love fucking you,” he whispered in my ear as he leaneddown to cover me. “I should tell you how beautiful you are and how much I love your mind, but sometimes I just want to shackle you to the wall so I can fuck this cunt whenever I want. Make no mistake, Andie, my cock wants to live in this pussy. I hope you are prepared for this level of obsession.” His words pushed me into another orgasm. I bucked and thrashed against him. I arched my back as I screamed, and white spots showed behind my eyelids.
“Yesss,” he hissed. “No one will ever make you come like this. Just me. Say it.”
“Just you,” I whispered, spent. His hips bucked erratically as he lost his rhythm, then stilled, as he spilled inside me. “Ungh,” he groaned and bit my neck.
“Ow!” I protested.
“Sorry,” he mumbled, and kissed the bite mark. “Too good. It is too good,” he chanted as he emptied himself. He rutted into me with tiny thrusts of his hips as we both felt the twitch of our aftershocks. “Mmmmmmm” he moaned as he finally stilled.
His tongue laved at the bite mark.
“Did you draw blood?” I asked, a little alarmed.
“No, I did not break your beautiful skin,” he assured me. “Although you will have quite a bruise. No one will doubt what you have been up to.”
I slapped his chest as he slipped out of me. “You brute!” I said half-heartedly. I could feel his smugness through the bond. It was strange, feeling someone else’s emotions in there with mine. It might take a bit to separate them.
“I am not sorry I marked you,” he said. “It is satisfying to know others will see it.” He kissed me there gently, and I sighed. He was so….male.
“Do you need to sleep?” he asked. “If so, I will stay with you.” The Ptexari did not experience the same lethargy humans did after sex, so he was sweet to offer.
“No, I’m fine. I probably won’t go to sleep for a couple of hours yet,” I answered.
“Good, then we can do that again,” he said, as he slid down my body and started lapping at my clit.Oh my, I thought as I slid back into bliss.
CHAPTER 62
I shouldn’t have been surprised to discover that Dakleth was insatiable. He made love to me three times yesterday, then ate me out again for a final orgasm to help “put the human to sleep.”
I slept in his arms, better than I had in years - even before I came to Ptekennan. I woke up, enveloped by his right wing and his arms, bond quietly humming in my chest, and I felt peaceful. Warm. Safe. Content.
I slipped out of bed and glanced at him, sleeping peacefully. He was a gorgeous male. I smiled and pulled on a tunic and leggings. I started the Oonog and went outside to feed the ovinas. When I returned, he was still asleep, so I got started on breakfast. The door panel chimed, and I froze. It was Camavel for her usual morning visit.
