Chapter Twenty-Seven #2
I surged forward, covering her mouth with mine, devouring her sigh as she melted into the bedding. Our kethra lit the dais in a wash of crimson and amber, and my growl deepened further as I pressed down over her.
Her lips parted for me without hesitation, her tongue sliding against mine, greedy and soft and perfect as her hands pulled at me. She was as eager as I, her legs slippery with her desire as I settled my hips between them.
The heat of her center burned the length of my vorran as it laid along her cleft. I rocked forward, letting the ridges on the bottom bump over her little pleasure nub.
She tore her mouth away with a gasp, head pressing back into the blankets. Her thighs clenched around me, but her fingers scrabbled to pull me closer.
“Please!”
Rocking her hips, she slid her folds along my vorran, using me for her pleasure. My vralekh leaked on her belly and mound, marking her with my scent, and my knot pulsed.
There would be time to taste and please her properly later, but I needed to be inside her. To make my claim and bond her for eternity.
Pulling back, I aligned my vralekh with her opening. Her breath caught, making me pause, but the little whine she let out as she tried to push herself down onto me made me surge forward with a snarl.
My vralekh sank into her, her core clenching around me, hot, slick, perfection. I thrust again, spearing more of me into her channel as my claws dug into the blankets, but she was so tight it was a fight to push inside her.
My vorran throbbed as I thrust, her cries filling the air as her fingers clawed at my shoulders. I’d have feared I was hurting her if I couldn’t see the desire on her face, or if her heels hadn’t been trying to urge me deeper.
I moved faster, drawing out and plunging forward, the rhythm a primal one we couldn’t escape. Her body welcomed me, her hips rising to meet mine with each stroke, until my bulging knot pressed against her lower lips.
“Kael!”
She was close, but there was a crease between her brows. A tint of pain to her scent. Her walls tightened around me and her kethra flared in erratic pulses, but she had never been knotted, and the fear was natural.
“You’ve done so well, veyrari, but there’s a little bit more.”
She whimpered, grinding on my knot even as she shook her head. She still didn’t believe she was no longer Human, but she was made for this now. She could take me.
Reaching between us, I found her little nub with my finger, stroking it the way I had with my tongue. She tensed, sucking in a breath as her back arched, but fresh slick seeped from her opening to coat my knot.
“You will give me your sehl’ar, then I will knot and claim you.”
I didn’t know if she could hear me. She tossed her head back and forth as I rocked my hips while rubbing her nub. She gasped out little sounds that had tension coiling at the base of my spine, but I couldn’t take my pleasure until she’d accepted my knot into her core.
Leaning down, I ran my mouth over her neck and shoulder, the taste of her flesh making my mouth water. I could scent her blood beneath her skin, rich with pheromones, begging me to taste it.
“Give it to me, Serenya.”
She clenched around my vorran, then arched and cried out. Her body shook as her channel rippled, trying to draw my seed from me.
With a snarl I yanked out and flipped her over to her hands and knees. She tried to press her upper body to the nest, but I gripped her hair, pulling her up so all could see her face as she spasmed.
My other hand gripped her hip and I sank into her again, groaning. She was still shuddering, slick pouring from her stretched hole, and I couldn’t hold back any longer.
I thrust twice, wrapping my tail around her hips for better leverage, then slammed my knot through her opening. Serenya screamed, trying to pull away, but I thrust one final time, locking us together.
Tail dipping between her thighs, I released her hip to wrap my arm around her ribs and pull her flush to my chest. The shifting of my knot inside her made her shudder, her channel pulsing as she kept letting out cries of pleasure with each rub of my tail over her clit.
I tipped her head to the side with my grip in her hair, pressing my nose to where her pulse throbbed. Dragging my mouth across her flesh, I pulled my lips back and sank my teeth into the place where her neck and shoulder met.
Serenya screamed again, shuddering and spasming. Her blood seeped into my mouth, rich and potent as my vorran pulsed, the first wave of my seed leaving me to fill her womb.
I kept hold of her, my teeth buried in her flesh as a connection formed between us. Her taste filled me, her scent overwhelming me as I spilled inside her.
She was mine.
I felt her eth brush mine, bright and fierce and warm. A piece of her settled in my chest beside my heart, the new center of my being, and I shivered, her emotions pouring into me in a rush.
She was euphoric, filled with the pleasure I’d given her, but there were traces of fear and sadness beneath it.
Clinging to my arm, tremors racked her body. I could scent her tears, and I purred against her back, soothing her as best I could as I pulled my teeth from her skin, then licked away the blood that oozed from the wound.
Her amber glow flared, fluttered, and then a ripple of red spread from where I’d bitten as her kethra changed to match mine.
Around us, the hall roared. My claim had been witnessed, our bond established.
Serenya was acknowledged as my korravai.
But all I knew was the trembling omega in my arms. The one I’d chosen as a way to control her father, who had chosen me to save herself, and whose emotions I could feel as if they were my own.
Including how she felt about me.
The trust and hope were staggering, and part of me feared I wouldn’t live up to them.
Nuzzling her neck, I purred louder as I laid her on her nest and covered her with my body, shielding her from the world the way I would until there was no longer breath in my body.
My knot held us together, sealing my seed inside her, and I growled my approval as her core rippled, pulling it deeper.
She was mine now.
Forever.