Page 37 of Hunted By the Dragon Alien

“Off,” she murmured against his lips. Her breath fanned over his jaw. “I want to feel all of you, Takkian.”

The words sent a shiver through him. He shifted back just enough to allow her access, growling softly as her delicate fingers pulled the material down. His cock sprang free. It juttedproudly between them, and she peered under the blanket to see him. Its dark length was veined and ridged. Sevas’ breath caught. Her lips parted as she stared at him.

“Takkian,” she whispered, her voice trembling with both longing and a hint of surprise.

“Too much?” he rumbled. He wasn’t shy about his size. His cock stood tall against his taut abdomen, curving slightly at the tip where a faint gleam of wetness had begun to form. The base was thick, tapering upward before ending in a bulbous crown. It was justhim, but it occurred to him that she may have been expecting something else.

Sevas swallowed hard. “It’s different from what we were told Terian males were like.”

He frowned and paused. “Is it a problem?”

In answer, her hand skimmed downward between her own thighs, under her pants, seeking the slippery heat there. “Not at all,” she said breathlessly. “You’re perfect.”

He could smell her arousal, hot and needy. Takkian groaned as her fingers found his cock. He shook his head when she began to close her thighs. “No. Show me,” he growled, his voice rough and heavy. “Let me see you, Sevas.”

She unfastened her pants and pushed them off. The blanket hindered his view, but he lifted it enough to see under and allow the light to show long, smooth legs. She spread her thighs slowly under the weight of his heated gaze. He sheathed her in his shadow, a primal predator appreciating its chosen mate. Her cunt was glistening. Her arousal was slick and inviting, driving the last vestiges of control from him. He watched her trace delicate circles over her clit. Her breaths came in quick gasps as her fingers teased and coaxed her desire higher. It was the most exquisite sight he’d ever witnessed and drew a sharp growl from his throat.

“You are everything,” he whispered, his voice ragged with want. His claws extended slightly and clenched into the mattress at his sides. Restraint was becoming a tenuous thing, and it wouldn’t last. It couldn’t last. The need to claim her, to fill her, was a storm surging in his veins.

Sevas’ gaze met his, her red eyes smoldering. She reached for him, her voice soft but commanding, “I need you, Takkian. Now.”

Her words shattered whatever thread of control he’d clung to. In one fluid motion, he captured her wrists and pinned them above her head. He was aware of his strength and careful with her, but his unyielding grip was a promise of what was to come. His lips came down on hers, searing and ravenous, as though he could consume every part of her with his mouth alone. His free hand roamed her body, memorizing each curve, each shiver of her beneath his touch.

His hips pressed forward, aligning his cock with her entrance. The blunt head brushed against her folds, slick and hot, and they both groaned at the contact. Takkian’s breath was heavy as he whispered against her ear. “Tell me if it’s too much. I don’t want to hurt you.”

Sevas arched into him. Her thighs wrapped around his hips to guide him closer. “I trust you, Takkian. I want all of you. Please.”

With her encouragement, he pressed forward. The wide crown of his cock breached her entrance. She gasped, fingers curling into his hands where he still pinned her wrists.

“Fek, you’re tight,” he ground out, his voice strained as he inched forward. Her slickness welcomed him, but the stretch was intense for both of them. He moved slowly, giving her time to adjust. Every primal instinct warring with his need to make her comfortable.

Sevas’ moan sent fire racing down his spine. Her muscles clenched around him, pulling him deeper. She gave a breathless laugh between gasps. Her voice trembled with pleasure. “I told you… I’m not fragile.”

Takkian growled low in his throat. His gaze moved over her with a mix of lust and reverence. “You feel…” His words failed, but he pushed deeper. His thick length filled her inch by inch until the base of his cock pressed flush against her slick folds. His hips trembled as he held still, panting at the heat and tightness that enveloped him completely. “Perfect. You feel perfect.”

Sevas’ back arched beneath him. Her breath hitched as she whispered, “Move, Takkian. Please.”

Her plea unraveled him. He withdrew slightly. The friction drew a strangled sound from both their throats. Then, he thrust back in with a controlled force that sent her body rocking into the mattress. The gravity blanket pinned them down together, grounding each thrust with an intensity that made driving into her all the more consuming. He felt like he was buried not only in her body, but in her very soul, connected in a way that transcended the physical.

Sevas cried out his name. He released her hands and suddenly they were everywhere—in his hair, sliding over his chest, his wings, his arms. Her nails dug into his thick back muscles as she writhed against him, hips rising to meet each of his thrusts. “Fek, Takkian—don’t hold back.”

Her words struck him like lightning. Takkian’s control snapped and he let the raw power of his body take over. His pace quickened as the room filled with the rhythmic slap of their bodies. Her breathless cries and moans blended with his guttural growls. He pinned her more firmly, his lips brushing her ear as he gritted, “Mine.”

“Yours,” she gasped. Her voice broke on a moan as his cock dragged against her walls. Her hands tangled in his hair, tugging hard as he pressed his forehead against hers.

The coil of pleasure in his belly tightened. Her thighs tensed around his hips as he felt her body move with his. Release was just within reach. Takkian felt her walls fluttering around him, pulling him deeper. He angled his hips. He knew his cock found her most sensitive spot when Sevas’ gasp turned into a sharp cry. Her body convulsed. The waves of her climax washed over him as she tipped her head back.

“Takkian!” she screamed, clutching at his shoulders. Her muscles clamped down on him like a vise, and the slick heat of her release around his cock was almost too much for him to bear.

The sight of her unraveling beneath him, her body arching in ecstasy, was enough to shatter his own restraint. His hips bucked harder, deeper, the primal rhythm consuming him completely. The feel of her, her scent, her cries—it all engulfed him until his own release slammed into him like an explosion.

A guttural roar tore from his throat as his cock pulsed inside her, filling her with every ounce of his release. His wings wanted to flare out behind him, but were held in check by the blanket. His muscles went taut as he trembled above her, body wracked with spasms. He buried his face in her neck as his breath went hot and ragged against her sweat-dampened skin.

They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies locked together. The room was filled with the sound of their panting. Takkian shifted slightly, keeping most of his weight off her as he propped himself on his forearms. His body felt like it was floating, despite the gravity blanket, as the aftershocks rippled through him. He brushed a loose strand of hair from her flushed face. His thumb lingered on her cheek. “That was… Ah, I don’t have words,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. “I love you. To my very bones, I love you.”

Sevas smiled up at him. Her fingertips moved over the sharp planes of his jaw. “And I love you,” she whispered. “Always.”

Their foreheads touched as they caught their breath. Their hearts beat in harmony. In that moment, amidst the chaos and danger of their lives, they were two beings bound by something far stronger than circumstance. They were unshakable. They were home.

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