33. Claiming His Bride
THIRTY-THREE
CLAIMING HIS brIDE
Lukys
Pleasure unlike anything I have ever known spears through me, creating embers in my eyes. I shove my prick into Elena’s sweet, accepting slit and rumble with delight by how perfectly, how easily, it takes me.
Her cheeks red, her body bare, her brown hair wild around her shoulders and my tail, my female has never looked more delicious. I thrust gently, pushing farther inside her, wanting to see her move and to make more noises emanate from her lips.
“More, Lukys,” she begs, moving her hips up and down. “I need… I can’t…” She places her palms over her eyes with another whimper.
Tears fall down her cheeks and I frown, reaching up to wipe them away. “Do not cry.” I thrust softly, solidifying my stem’s place inside of her. “Thissss is pleasurable, is it not?”
“Lukys… I…”
I kiss her tears away. “Do not fight it.” I jut forward, and a high-pitched moan releases from her mouth. “Let me take care of you.”
She nods as I shift my hand to the ground beside her, bracing my body over hers, shielding her from the forest. I arch my tail forward until she takes every inch of me.
“Lukys!” She gasps, squirming jerkily, her body rigid and prone while also open and receiving.
“Yes!” Her slit heats with my attention, and with seed pressuring my knot and stem, wetness leaks out inside of her.
Her arousal, mixed with my pheromones, blooms throughout the humid air between us.
With so little heat from our small fire, it is up to me to keep her warm.
But my seed demands to be freed, and dropping down onto my elbows, I shove into her, delighting in the noises.
Covering her with the entirety of my body in the way I like most, I cage her in with my arms, sliding my tail up and around her legs, ensnaring her completely.
She wiggles, her noises growing louder, while I thrust in and out, recalling in great detail all the information my orb gave me long ago about the mating habits of humans…
and nagas. My eyes roll back into my head.
Breathing her in, I quiver. She is everything. She is perfect and made for me.
With her breathy sounds in my ears, and my name on her lips, I move my hips faster, jerking them quicker, discovering her body’s shuddering grows when my knot hits a certain, roughened spot. The same spot she liked my fingers probing. I sway my hips in circles, pushing my knot against her walls.
“Oh! Yes…”
I kiss her parted lips, tasting the sounds coming from them. She kisses me back, dabbing her tongue against mine. At the same time, her sheath constricts around me. Hard.
A dark hiss rips from my throat as she releases another, higher cry. My knot floods with seed and, spilling with the hot liquid, shoots out of me and deep inside of her. She wraps her arms around me as her legs hook over my tail, her body embracing mine.
A raw, wild streak of possessiveness fills me as my seed continues to release.
She takes it all as I run my face along hers, caressing her soft skin with my lips and breathing her in.
Her sex constricts while her moans slowly lengthen and lower in my ears.
Shivering, twitching all over, her legs unhook from my back to bend at my sides.
I feel her toes curl and uncurl along my scales. “Wow.” She pants heavily.
“Beautiful, beautiful human.” I hiss low. “Beautiful bride.”
She shudders and stiffens. “Lukys—”
“Enough of that,” I snap, rearing up to look down at her sprawled and pleasured form. Meeting her furrowed but satiated gaze, I hiss again. “I will take you for as long as I can have you. I will help you search for your sister. You may be concerned about the future, but I am not. Not anymore.”
She sinks back on my tail, a frown painting her face. “I didn’t mean to ruin the mood. I’m only wary. I don’t know… your culture.”
“You did not.” With a strained sigh, I pull away and peer into the darkness where our bodies are joined.
Even with the low light coming from the fire, I see her stretched around me.
Her light skin against my dark. I remember she is smaller than me, and very delicate, and pressing my palm on her lower stomach, I remind myself I’m still buried completely inside of her. She fits me. Perfectly.
When she shivers, I feel it. I glance at the failing fire and growl out a hiss.
“Don’t bother with the fire tonight.” She shimmies, eliciting a groan from me. “It’s already late and I’d just like to… lie here with you. Your body is warm. It’s enough for me. It’s enough for now.”
I search her hooded expression. “I will lie with you, precious one. I cannot deny you. But are you hurt? You are tightly wrapped around me…” As I say this, I pull out to my knot, spreading our joined essences.
She clenches, making me bite back a sharp hiss.
“I’m not hurt,” she whispers.
The strain in my shoulders lessens.
My knot fills with more seed. Wanting to thrust into her again, I do just that, covering her with my body once more. She may be tired, but I am not, and I am far from done.
“Rest,” I say, “I just want to feel you a while longer. I have been waiting… for you.”
“I’ve been waiting for you too.”
Her words fuel the flames in my chest. She grips my arms as I press down on her, begging to thrust faster, eager to hear the cries of her pleasure once more. She tenses but hooks her legs back around me. “Yes!” She gasps again, her sheath constricting.
Using my tailtip, I pull the rest of her clothes over her head.
“You are meant to be mine.” I shove inside her, feeling my seed quicken anew.
“Do you not feel it now? How easily it issss for ussss to come together?” Leaning on my side, I lift my hand and drag it down the front of her body, luxuriating in her soft skin.
“You came to me. You knew.” I bare my fangs and thrust.
“I came to you.”
“You came to me,” I repeat.
Thrusting hard, I come brutally, spilling completely. She cries out and pulls me down to her. I wind my tail around her limbs, holding her tightly to me, wanting to be consumed by her and her alone.
I press my face into her hair.
I just need to convince Elena to let me keep her.
Because now that I have her, it is going to be impossible to let her go.