19. Evan
EVAN
Holy fucking shit. My mate was some kind of sex god.
I had to have done something spectacularly wonderful in a previous life to have earned this.
He plunged his tongue in and out without mercy, the front of his fangs pressing tantalizingly against my flesh, dripping more of that delightful venom which was nice, warm, and tingly in the best of ways.
Then it got even better as he added a finger, sliding it into my hole that was sloppy with his venom and saliva, and I whined.
“I’ve got toys bigger than that,” I panted. “You can add another one!”
He took me at my word, adding a second, long, thick finger.
I hadn’t lied about the toys, but the way slicked up silicone slid versus that of actual textured skin was different.
Deliciously so, but it burned a little as it stretched.
He withdrew his tongue, and I felt him shift behind me, then the sound of the lube being opened.
Cool wetness against my heated flesh made me shiver for a moment, then the wetness lost its coolness entirely.
He eased in a third finger as he peppered soft kisses along my spine.
“So…” kiss, “good…” kiss, “for me…” kiss.
He crooked his fingers, finding that ball of pleasure within me, and I shouted as I fought to hold back my release; it felt that good.
“Not until you’re on my cock,” he rasped, straightening up and pulling his fingers free.
“Turn over. I want to see your eyes and for you to look into mine so you know who’s claiming you. ”
It was such a caveman thing to say, but I wasn’t laughing now.
Instead, his words had me whimpering in need.
The sight that greeted me was even more magnificent than I could have ever imagined.
His scales had darkened and spread, his red eyes had taken on an even more reptilian look, his pupils now narrow vertical slits that held me fast in their predatory gaze.
He stroked himself, root to tip, causing me to glance down.
That was definitely an inhuman cock. Long, thick, lightly scaled, shining with an oily looking substance.
The flesh had a sort of spiral ridge ringing about it, and the head was triangular.
My hole clenched hungrily, wanting to feel that in me.
“Please, now.”
He smiled hungrily down at me, venom glistening on his fangs.
“As you command, mate.” He notched the head against my opening and punched his hips forward, sliding home in one powerful thrust that had me seeing stars.
I panted as the discomfort morphed into pleasure as he sat fully sheathed within me, and oh, Lord, now he began to rock ever so infinitesimally, the friction of his scales and ridges sending shocks of pleasure up my spine. My cock was drooling against my belly, desperate for attention.
“No touching,” he admonished, seeing where my hand was creeping.
I fisted the blanket beneath me, whining in protest. His only response was to lift first one leg, and then the other, kissing the ankle of each before placing them over his broad shoulders.
He began thrusting harder, his claw tipped fingers pinning my hips to the bed.
I could hear someone whimpering and begging, only realizing it was me when I bit back a wail as he shifted position slightly and began pegging the perfect spot on every thrust. I locked eyes with him, becoming lost within their depths.
Yes, there was a predator locked within this gentle male, an ancient dragon-like beast that wanted to rut and breed his mate.
There was also a tenderness there tempering those inner flames, until I understood what I was seeing for the first time in my life.
A fierce devotion, and the fact that it came from a male I’d only known in person for a day should have freaked me out.
It didn’t. I felt the same towards him. The test had been as unerringly right as it was rumored to be - he was no stranger, not really.
He was the other half of my soul, the one the stars had chosen to be by my side for eternity.
We are all but stardust, and somehow, that which we are has found each other again in this incarnation.
Heat prickled my eyelids as I was overcome by emotion.
“I love you,” I blurted out. “I think I always have, but I just didn’t know that love belonged to you until I met you.”
“I love you too,” he panted, his thrusts becoming even more frantic.
He slid a hand under my back and neck, bending me half towards him.
It was an awkward position, but a great one for the kisses he pressed against my eyelids.
“My mate,” he growled, the sound garbled.
He nuzzled my neck, licking the juncture of my shoulder.
“Do it,” I whispered, and he raised his head, his eyes searching mine. “Mine.”
“Yours.”
He bared his fangs and struck the spot he’d just licked.
Twin points of pain flared as his teeth pierced my skin.
Then a tingling heat spread as he pumped his venom within me.
I screamed again as he pounded into me, my vision whitening out from the purest agony of pleasure that lit me up from within, only dimly aware as his hips stuttered and then stilled, as the molten heat of his spend filled me.
I came to a moment later to him licking the wound he’d made.
“Mine,” he rumbled, a sort of purr sounding in his chest.
“And you’re mine too,” I agreed.
“Yes. Yours.”
He pulled up onto his knees, letting my legs down before he pulled free.
I winced at the sudden loss of him and the mess that began to leak out of me.
He rumbled in satisfaction at the sight, one finger, talons now hidden once more in their beds beneath his human-looking nails, scooping some of it up and pushing it back inside.
“You know you won’t get me pregnant, right?” I teased.
He smirked. “But it’s fun to know you’ll smell like me inside and out, and everyone will know we’ve been trying anyway.”
I laughed as he shifted his position so he could lie down next to me.
“We should clean up,” he said after a moment.
“Yeah, dried cum is a bitch,” I sighed in acknowledgement. “And we still need to put the bed together.” He stood up, holding out his hand to me. I took it, grateful for the assistance in getting up, as he’d pounded me into jelly and my legs were still feeling the effects.
“I meant it, you know,” I said as we walked hand in hand to our bathroom. “I do love you. I feel like I’ve known you forever, and my heart recognizes you.”
He stopped, drawing me to him for a brief kiss.
Brushing my hair back off of my forehead, he nodded.
“The stars gift us one mate, and no matter the form we take in life or death, we can but hope to find them. We were blessed to have had destiny bring our peoples together across the vast distance of space, and the chance it gave us to be matched by that test.”
I kissed his jaw, tugging him into the bathroom. We only had a couple of hours at best to get clean, put the bed together, and decide on sheets so we could make it up for later tonight, when we would sleep together for the very first time.
“I think you’re right,” I replied, turning on the shower. “It explains the pull I felt towards farming my whole life, even though I grew up in a major city. And the pull I felt towards applying for a colony spot the moment I knew that was a thing.”
I tested the water. It was perfect. I got in, and he pressed in behind me, even though the space was more than generous enough. I didn’t mind. I wanted him near me always.