Page 77 of Earth-Bound

I did as he ordered and watched over my shoulder as my mate studied my form, spread before him. He tore open a little silver square of foil and knelt behind me. Then the cold touch of the lubrication drizzled down my crease and I was thankful for my mate’s preparedness.

His fingers swiped along me, spreading the lubrication and then slowly circling around my entrance. Joe’s other hand was on my hip and it was nice to have that touch, the warm, steady hand against my skin.

The first finger breaching me was a surprise as it slid in slowly and surely. He pushed steadily and there was an inevitability to being breached that way. Joe didn’t stop until his finger was fully seated.

“You need to tell me if I’m going to fast. I don’t want to hurt you, I’m just so turned on. I can go slower if you need me to, though.”

“No, it’s wonderful. Please give me more.”

I knelt on the earth and my senses began to delve deeper, I couldn’t distinguish between myself and the earth, all the living things around me. Joe’s fingers worked my entrance open and he murmured to me, soft, loving words, and his hand stroked along my back and across my cheeks and down my thighs whenever I tensed up.

“Are you ready?” he asked at last.

“I am ready for you.”

The warmth of his body shifted and he settled behind me. The blunt head of his manhood pressed against my slick entrance and I breathed out slowly, relaxing, allowing my mate to enter my body.

It was a pleasure that I’d never felt before. To have Joe pressed so closely to me, to have him become part of me, was more than I’d ever dared to hope for. His manhood pressed in and in, filling me more than I thought possible. Just when I felt I wouldn’t be able to take any more of his length, I felt his groin press against me and the heavy weight of his sack below.

“You are so tight. So hot.”

The only word I could articulate was his name, so I said it over and over. Joe seemed to like it because his manhood grew inside me, and he began to thrust. Our bodies came together so naturally and easily, and I was soon overwhelmed by pleasure. It filled me and, finally, burst out of me as I climaxed and spilled my seed onto the ground.

Joe gave a deep grunt and pushed into me one last time before his body shook and his length pulsed and I felt the burning sensation of his semen releasing inside me.

“Fuck, Terrund, that was incredible.”

I was barely able to form coherent thoughts but I knew one thing: I wanted to mark Joe as mine.

He slid out of me and I rose and twisted, facing him. He was shining with sweat and looking utterly beautiful, his blonde hair darker at the roots and his cheeks flushed. I reached for him, pressing my hand against his left peck where I could feel his heartbeat.

Instinctively, he raised his own hand to my chest, too, and I felt we were joined. A circle.

There was a rush of power, rising from the depths of the earth below us, hot and primal and ancient. It surged up through me and I was filled with power, it burst out of my hand and I felt the skin under my palm scorch and then felt the answering burn on my own chest, under Joe’s hand.

It should have been painful, but it wasn’t. There was only great pleasure.

I looked into my mate’s eyes and saw his face contort, heard him shout and felt the wet splash of his second release on my thigh. My own release followed quickly behind.

It was such an overwhelming thing that I couldn’t move for a long time. My tongue was stuck to the roof of my mouth and I had to work for the ability to speak.

“Joe?”

“That was intense.”

“Are you alright?”

“Yeah.” He lifted his hand from my chest and I felt as though he would peel a layer of skin with him, but he didn’t.Where his hand had been was the perfect handprint, marked permanently above my heart. “You ok?”

Finally, I managed to smile. “I’ve never felt better.”

Below my hand was my own handprint and I eyed it, the way it marked Joe’s chest, claiming him. He was mine. My mark was upon him and I’d always be able to see it, always be able to feel it.

Joe looked down and brushed his fingers over my mark. “This is beautiful.”

“I’m glad you think so. We are mated now. Joined for the rest of our lives.”

He leaned into me and took my mouth in a deep kiss. I hadn’t thought his taste could get any better but I was convinced it had. He was earthier and somehow distinctlymine.

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