13. Chapter 13
Chapter 13
Vornas
Chloe’s scent of sweet arousal fills my nose as I pin her against the wall of a hidden nook within the facility. She stares up at me with those beautiful eyes, and my heart thunders in my chest.
I cup her cheek, and her breath quickens as my thumb brushes her lips, swollen from our kiss.
“Vornas…” she breathes, her voice heavy with longing.
I silence her with another kiss, deep and hungry. Chloe melts against me, her curves pressing against the hard lines of my body. I growl low in my throat, the primal sound rumbling through us both.
My claws lightly trail down her neck, brushing over her collarbone. I revel in her shudder, her body arching into my touch. With deft movements, I strip away her clothing, baring her to my hungry gaze.
My breath hitches at the sight of her naked form. Her soft, rounded curves beg for my touch, and my claws trace the swell of her breast. Her nipple tightens under my attention, and she gasps.
“Please, Vornas,” she pants, her need clear in the flush of her cheeks and the desperation in her voice.
I smile, reveling in her impatience. “Not yet, my little warrior,” I purr, my hand trailing lower, tracing the curve of her hip.
Her muffled groan of frustration makes me chuckle, and I capture her wrists in one hand, lifting them above her head. The position leaves her vulnerable, exposed to my every whim, and it sends a jolt of possessive desire through me.
She is mine.
I lean down, capturing one pert nipple in my mouth, sucking it with my tongue. Chloe whimpers, her hips bucking against me, seeking friction. My free hand slides between her legs, cupping her heat.
She’s slick, dripping with need. I growl against her breast, my tongue teasing her nipple as my finger circles the sensitive spot right above her slit. Her hips jerk, and her wrists strain against my grip, but I hold her fast.
“Vornas, please,” she begs, her voice cracking with desperation.
I relent, sinking one finger into her wet pussy. Chloe gasps, her inner walls clenching around me. My cock throbs with the need to replace my finger, to sink deep within her and claim her again in the most primal way. But I restrain myself, determined to draw out her pleasure first.
I pump my finger in and out, curling it to find that spot within her that makes her cry out. When I find it, I grin triumphantly. Chloe’s body arches, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as I work her with my finger.
She’s close, so close. I can sense it in the tension in her muscles. Her moans grow higher in pitch, her body trembling on the precipice.
Then, she’s there. Chloe comes apart with a wail, her hips bucking wildly as her orgasm crashes over her. I purr in satisfaction, holding her steady as she rides out her release, her body clenching around my finger in delicious spasms.
As her tremors subside, I withdraw my finger, bringing it to my mouth to taste her essence. It’s intoxicating, and it only fuels my need for her more.
With gentle care, I lower her to the ground, guiding her to lie on her back. She looks up at me, her eyes heavy-lidded with pleasure, her hair splayed out around her in a wild halo.
“I’m going to breed you now, Chloe,” I say, my voice a deep rumble. “I’m going to fill you, claim you, make you mine.”
Her lips part, a soft sigh escaping her. She hesitates a moment, then in her breathless ecstasy, she nods and whispers, “Please.”
My hands grip her thighs, spreading them wide to accommodate me. I position myself between her legs, my cock throbbing, the tip of my cock brushing against her wetness.
Then I push forward, my length sinking into her tight heat. She gasps as I enter her, her eyes widening at the sensation. Inch by inch, I bury myself until I’m fully sheathed inside her.
“Fuck,” she moans, her fingers clutching at my fur.
I pause, allowing her to adjust to my size, her tightness and warmth making me purr so loud that it’s practically a roar as my cock vibrates from the intensity.
Then, I move. My hips pull back before snapping forward, driving myself deep within her. Chloe’s back arches, a cry escaping her lips. I set a steady rhythm, pulling almost all the way out before thrusting back in, my cock hitting the spot deep inside her that drives her wild. The walls of her pussy flutter and tighten around me as if begging for my cum, to be bred by her king.
My purrs grow louder as my balls churn with seed, and her cries echo through the chamber. The sounds of our joining—flesh against flesh, her wetness coating my cock, our mingled moans and gasps—fill the air, drowning out the sterile silence of this forsaken place. The other warriors—not so far from us—can probably hear us, but I’m too lost in Chloe to care.
I feel her inner walls begin to tighten around me. She’s close again, and her fingers dig into my shoulders as she clings to me. “Vornas, I’m—”
“Let go,” I murmur, my voice strained with my own impending release. “Come with me.”
My hips speed up, pounding into her with reckless abandon. Chloe’s moans rise in pitch, her fingers tangling in my mane as she nears her climax.
Then, we’re both there, hurtling over the edge. Chloe cries out, her pussy clenching around my cock as she comes, and I follow her with a roar that reverberates off the walls. My cock pulses, spilling my seed deep inside her, claiming her womb, until it starts dripping out from where we’re connected.
As Chloe’s cries subside, her body going limp beneath me, I continue to fuck her, but now with slow, deliberate strokes, my cock still pumping its load into her and burying my seed deeper. My purrs fill the chamber, and Chloe’s breathing slows, her eyelids growing heavy with contentment. I nuzzle her cheek, purring my devotion and satisfaction.
“You’re mine,” I murmur, still buried inside her, my cock pulsating with aftershocks. “My queen, my mate.”
Chloe smiles lazily, tracing my scar with a gentle fingertip. “And you’re mine,” she whispers, her voice heavy with fatigue but laced with affection.
As her eyes drift shut, and her breathing evens out in sleep, I watch over her. The scent of our mating hangs heavy in the air, and a fierce wave of protectiveness sweeps through me.
I will keep her safe, no matter the cost.
I reluctantly pull out and settle beside her, curling my larger form around her protectively. She stirs briefly, nestling closer to me with a contented sigh, and I allow myself to relax, basking in the lingering glow of passion.
Sleep takes longer to claim me than her. My mind races with thoughts of our impending confrontation with the next hunter and the challenges it will bring. But I know that with Chloe by my side, we have a chance.
Eventually, my eyelids grow heavy, and I surrender to the pull of sleep, knowing that tomorrow’s battle will be the most important of my life. Not just for myself, or my people, but for Chloe and our future together.