Page 9 of Varro's Human Bride
He clutched her face harder and deepened the kiss. She tentatively moved her tongue in tune with his, thankful that even though he was on top of her, he wasn’t crushing her with his weight. He was being careful with her and she appreciated his gentleness. Would he always treat her so gently? She could only hope.
When his cock settled at the entrance of her pussy, she felt a spasm of fear. He was large and she worried it wouldn’t fit. What would happen if they weren’t compatible? Her breath hitched and she withdrew from the kiss to stare up at him. She gave him an uncertain look, awash in her insecurities about whether or not they could make this work—and not simply the sex, but their entire relationship. He thought she was someone else, after all.
“Have you ever taken a cock inside you before, Caylee?”
“No,Xerr.”
A pleased look entered his black eyes. “Just as I suspected. You felt extremely tight as I was pushing my fingers into your depths.” He stroked her hair, tangling his fingers through her golden locks. “I know you’re nervous, sweet human, and I promise to be as gentle as possible this first time. Don’t be afraid.”
He rose up slightly and gripped her hips, holding her gaze captive in his. Then he started inching his massive cock into her tightness. She spread her legs wider in an effort to better accommodate him. Heated waves of pleasure rushed over her, making her breathless all over again. There was a bit of pain, but the fullness of his cock inside her also soothed her desperate aching.
A deep growl resounded from him and he pushed deeper, and deeper still. She soon felt the warmth of his balls against her bottom and realized he was finally all the way inside her. Instead of immediately withdrawing in order to start pumping into her, he kept his length submerged in her depths for a long minute, allowing her the time needed to get used to his challenging size.
In this moment, a little piece of her heart broke off and attached itself to him. A bright glow filled her, knowing that he could be so considerate. From what she’d learned about Tarrkuans, she didn’t think most of them were as kind as Varro had proved so far. Though he’d promised he would discipline her if she broke his rules, he wasn’t rutting into her like a barbarian during their first time. Instead, he was taking care to make sure he didn’t hurt her.
“Thank you,Xerr,” she whispered, overcome with emotion.
“Anything for you, my sweet human.”
Chapter 7
Varro did not know what had come over him. He felt quite unlike himself as he stared down at his new human wife. Caylee. She was beautiful and sweet and he could easily imagine himself growing to care for her. How strange. Until he’d met her, he had believed his heart was too broken for him to even be capable of experiencing affection for a female. Yet here he was, calling hersweet humanover and over again and showing her as much gentleness as possible while he claimed her for the first time.
Her pussy clamped down around his cock and he growled at the sensation. Gods, she felt perfect. Still gripping her hips, he began to slowly withdraw from her depths, watching her expression for any hint of pain as he did so. Whenever she flinched, he stilled inside her for a moment before continuing. Once he was almost the entire way out of her, he started pushing back inside, again mindful of her reactions. He repeated this process again and again, until she relaxed further and no longer showed any signs of discomfort.
Her expression soon turned blissful and he increased the pace of his thrusts, enticed by the increasing scent of her arousal in the air. She became wetter and wetter the longer he claimed her. A primal satisfaction filled him, knowing that she was enjoying their mating just as much as him. Would it always be this way between them? He could only hope.
She ran her hands up and down his chest, her touch inciting him to gradually drive into her faster, until he was pumping into her so fast his balls repeatedly slammed against her bottom with each deliciously deep thrust.
Shuddering breaths left her. She closed her eyes and her head tilted to the side. But when she opened her eyes a short while later, she gasped and froze, stiffening beneath him. He followed her gaze to the leather strap that was hanging on the wall. Most Tarrkuan males kept such a strap hanging near the marital bed, a constant reminder to their wives that disobedience would be met with firm punishment.
“Look at me,” Varro commanded.
She instantly turned her head and met his gaze, though all the bliss from earlier had been replaced by fear. Yet the scent of her arousal remained strong and he could’ve sworn her pussy suddenly pulsed around his cock, as if she were becoming more excited.
Some Tarrkuan males used the strap on their wives on their wedding day, before even consummating the marriage, as a display of power over their new females. Given that she was human and unused to the ways of his world, he had decided not to take the strap to her, but he wondered if a demonstration in the near future would be a good idea. She ought to know what to expect if she disobeyed him, and perhaps feeling the sting of the leather would ease her fears a bit—he suspected her imagination was running wild at the moment.
Once she experienced the sting of the strap and survived it, he suspected she would have a healthy fear of punishment but not as deep a terror as she currently did. Worry still clouded her eyes, a sudden storm in her light blue depths.
“Relax, Caylee. I am not going to use the strap on you now.”
“I’m sorry,Xerr,” she said. “It-it’s larger than I expected.” She cast a brief glance at the implement before returning her gaze to his.
“I told you to look at me, little human,” he said in a scolding tone, all the while still thrusting into her pussy. “If you look away from me one more time, I will reach for the strap and take it to your naughty behind. Is that what you want? A strapping on your bare bottom?”
“No,Xerr, please.” She trembled and the moisture in her sex increased, easing the way for him to thrust even faster. “Please, I will obey you, I promise.”
“Perhaps we should finish our first mating in a different position, so you aren’t tempted to look at the strap again.” He withdrew from her center and guided her to turn onto her hands and knees, then pulled her down the length of the bed. He positioned her standing and bent over the bed, with her legs spread wide. “There. Perfect. Now you’re facing the opposite direction entirely. You will look straight forward while I finish claiming you, sweet human.”
“Yes,Xerr. Thank you,Xerr.” Her voice trembled with a note of relief mixed with arousal.
He stepped back to admire the view of her spread pussy. She was all smooth and pink and glistening with the essence of her excitement. He cupped her ass cheeks and pulled her bottom apart, exposing her secret puckering hole. She drew in a rapid breath but didn’t try to stop him. Her submission pleased him and he spread her even wider. He stared at her privates as her hole clenched and unclenched, as if eager for his touch.
He couldn’t resist. He moved forward and dipped two fingers into her moist core, then brought the wetness up to her bottom hole. Giving the pucker a gentle nudge, he watched as it once again winked at him, so sensitive to his touch. She rose slightly on her toes and he gave her behind a quick swat.
“Don’t you dare try to evade my touch, little human.”
“I-I’m sorry,Xerr. Please, forgive me. It’s just that-that no one has ever touched me there. I-I’m so embarrassed.”
