Chapter 8
Breathless anticipation swept through Cora as Draevan guided her toward the bed.
The heated pulses between her thighs wouldn’t abate, and she had a feeling only his touch could quench her fervent desires.
A sense of freedom filled her as she considered what she was about to do. What they were about to do.
And… wow. What a kiss.
Until a moment ago, she hadn’t known what it was like to be kissed.
Not a real kiss—a passionate one, the sort that had made her toes curl and had drawn whimpers from her throat that she hadn’t been able to stop.
The few kisses she’d shared with the dates that had been forced upon her by her record label paled in comparison to the kiss Draevan had just given her.
The huge alien warrior guided her to a stop right beside the bed. Her pulse skittered, and heated quakes coursed through her, making her feel feverish in her excitement to be bedded by Draevan.
Her worries about his size and whether it might hurt were starting to fade, especially in the wake of the nanobot injection he’d just given her. He seemed very intent to keep her safe, and he’d explicitly promised never to hurt her.
She believed him. She sensed he was the honorable sort of male who always endeavored to keep his word, and her heart fluttered with the knowledge that they would spend the rest of their lives together.
Disclaimer: Vaxxlians mate for life.
The handsome alien male stepped back, tugged his shirt loose from his pants, then pulled the garment over his head, revealing his bare chest.
And oh, what a bare chest.
She couldn’t look away.
At first, she thought he had an eight pack, but then she realized it was more like a ten pack. Goodness, his muscles were well-defined and so very large. Not for the first time in his presence, her mouth went dry and she found herself struggling to swallow. Struggling to breathe, too.
He gave her an expectant look that she didn’t understand at first. But finally, her brain started working again, and she realized he was waiting for her to remove a piece of her own clothing.
She also sensed that he was eager to get her naked and take her to bed, but he didn’t want to move too fast and scare her.
Though their mating union was an arrangement, he still wanted to make sure this was entirely consensual.
How did she know these things?
She’d always been a little bit intuitive, but it almost felt like she was getting flashes of his thoughts and emotions now and then. She didn’t think she was imagining it either. Was it part of the mating bond? Was it starting to manifest even though he hadn’t physically claimed her yet?
She finally reached for the hem of her shirt, took a deep breath, and slowly pulled it off herself and tossed it to the side.
She now stood before him wearing a lace-trimmed, push-up bra that Draevan seemed to appreciate.
His eyes suddenly glowed brighter, his nostrils flared, and another growl rumbled from his chest.
“Star God, Cora, you are an exquisite female.”
She beamed inwardly at his compliment, then she gave him an expectant look of her own. It was his turn to remove something.
God, she really hoped he decided to take off his pants next.
Unfortunately, he proceeded to remove his boots instead.
She emitted a frustrated huff that made him chuckle before she kicked off her own shoes.
“Your turn,” she said, lifting an eyebrow at him, savoring this playful interaction they were sharing. It helped ease her nerves, and God, it also made her even more desperate to be claimed by him.
The corners of his lips quirked as he bent slightly to remove both his socks. Freaking socks. Of course.
Was he wearing any undergarments beneath his pants? She supposed she would find out soon, though it was now her turn to remove a clothing item.
She wasn’t wearing any socks, so after another deep breath, she pushed her flowing skirt down and stepped out of the garment. She tossed it toward her discarded shirt, carefully watching Draevan for his reaction. To her relief, his eyes glowed even brighter and another growl left him.
She was standing in front of him wearing nothing but her push-up bra and a pair of skimpy red panties that were also trimmed with lace. His nostrils kept flaring as his gaze roved over her body, and his broad, muscular chest was also rising and falling more rapidly now.
He met her eyes, and tension swelled between them, the air suddenly heavier, thick with unslaked lust that would undoubtedly turn explosive once they climbed into bed together.
Her stomach fluttered when he reached for the clasp of his pants.
Oh my. This was happening.
A tremor rushed through her, her anticipation growing as the heated pulses between her thighs came faster, making her feel faint with desire and unsteady on her legs.
One moment, Draevan was wearing pants and she was still a bit uncertain about the size of his manhood. The next moment, he’d pushed his pants down and then stood tall as his unbelievably long, thick manhood protruded from his crotch.
Cora gasped and almost covered her mouth in surprise.
Almost. Somehow, she kept her cool. Sort of.
But she couldn’t stop staring at the massive appendage that he meant to impale her with.
She’d assumed his cock would be in proportion to the rest of his body, but as she stared at it and really took in all the details, including the bulbous tip that was glimmering with a drop of his seed, she realized it was even larger than she’d imagined possible.
“I promise we will be compatible, sweet Cora.” He grasped his shaft, wrapping his hand around the thick base, and pumped twice. “Please do not be afraid. I promise I’ll be gentle with you… at least until you are used to my size.”
“I’m not afraid,” she whispered. It was the truth.
Was she a little nervous? Yes. Who wouldn’t be?
But she wasn’t frightened. Not truly.
She trusted that Draevan would keep his word.
He would be gentle with her, though once she was accustomed to his size, she had no doubt he would be a bit rougher with her.
The heated quakes between her thighs became more intense as she considered what his idea of rough might be, and she was certain she was flushing bright red again, but she couldn’t help it.
Her thoughts were growing more shameless by the moment.
“I can’t help but notice that I’m completely naked, Cora, while you are not.” He gave her a pointed look as he stroked his cock two more times. “Let me see you. Show me everything, my sweet mate.”
My sweet mate. Her heart contracted with warmth.
She liked when he sometimes called her sweet Cora, but my sweet mate was even better.
It made her feel special. Desired. Treasured.
And the endearment somehow helped her feel a little braver in this moment as she prepared to get fully naked in front of him for the very first time.
At last, she reached back, unfastened her bra, then allowed the undergarment to drift to the floor. Before she could lose her nerve, she quickly pushed her panties down and stepped out of them.
There. She was buck naked.
And so was he…
Draevan’s eyes glimmered with heat as he looked her up and down. His cock, already hard, seemed to grow even firmer... and larger. He let go of his manhood and stepped closer, so close the bulbous tip of his shaft was nearly touching her stomach.
“I am eager to claim you and get my scent on you, sweet Cora.” He took her in his arms, finally closing the remaining distance between them, and pressed his hardness against her upper stomach.
Her hips lurched forward, and she couldn’t restrain a gasp.
Desire pulsed through her in scorching waves that just might burn her alive if he didn’t touch her intimately in the near future.
She wasn’t even certain what she wanted him to do.
All she knew was that she was aching unbearably and desperate for some kind of relief.
Not simply a climax but all the touching and kissing that would inevitably lead up to it.
As though reading her mind, he stepped back, reached between their bodies, and stroked a digit along the seam of her pussy lips.
“Oh!” She jolted into his hand, unable to stop gasping and whimpering. And moaning.
He was a virgin too, and she couldn’t help but wonder how he knew what to do and just how to touch her. Instinct? When he found her throbbing clit and started circling it, she rose up on her toes with another whimper.
Oh, God. Oh, yes.
She undulated her center into his fingers as he continued exploring her wetness.
Deep growls emanated from his chest, rumbling through her in a way that caused little vibrations against her clit. She grasped his arms, needing something to hold onto, struggling to remain upright as her legs trembled under the force of her increasing desire.
“You’re so wet for me, Cora, aren’t you?”
“Mm.” She couldn’t summon a coherent response, but she did manage another thrust of her hips followed by a gasping moan.
Heated quivers rushed through her, an avalanche of sensation.
Close. She was so close to shattering on his hand.
But at the very last second, he withdrew his touch and suddenly lifted her in his arms. He met her gaze, and the lust she saw in his glowing green eyes caused a wave of dizziness to descend.
He was so beside himself with the need to be inside her that he almost looked angry… and yet she knew it was his deep yearning to claim her that was responsible for the serious gleam in his eyes.
Again, she sensed his emotions, but she was starting to feel less afraid of her ability to do so.
She’d always been intuitive and empathic, and she used to need days alone to recover after a social event or even just a casual hang-out with one friend.
And concerts were a whole other ball game.
The barrage of other people’s emotions could overwhelm her at times.
Was that why she was able to sense Draevan’s emotions?
The massive alien warrior placed her atop the covers and immediately joined her on the bed. But rather than position himself between her legs and begin thrusting into her center, he pushed her legs apart and situated his head between her thighs.
Oh. Oh my…
She recalled how deliciously his tongue had vibrated as he’d kissed her, and she nearly swooned at the idea of him kissing her down there.
When his lips rested a mere inch from her core, he glanced up and gave her a heated look that robbed her of oxygen. “Fluxx, Cora, I cannot wait to taste you.” Then he surged forward and licked up and down the seam of her nether lips, so slowly, so teasingly.
She clutched the covers, and when he finally touched her clit with his tongue, she thought she might levitate off the bed.
He continued licking up and down, then reached for her center and splayed her slick folds apart. He drew back and stared at her exposed core, his hot breath continually caressing her aching parts.
He delved between her thighs again and got to work, circling her sensitive button with his tongue as he held her wide open for his ministrations.
She flushed, knowing that he had such an up-close and personal view of the area, but she was too far gone to protest, too eager to experience more firm laps of his tongue on her clit.
She hadn’t expected this.
She’d anticipated perhaps just a little foreplay before he claimed her, but she hadn’t believed he would feast on her pussy as though he were a starving man finally being given his first proper meal in ages.
When his tongue started vibrating, she honestly thought she might pass out.
Oh, my God. She writhed on the bed, reaching down to wind her fingers through his hair.
As she clutched his head, her center kept lurching into his mouth, a steady motion as she gyrated against him, seeking more, seeking everything.
As he crouched between her thighs and continued pleasuring her, she caught sight of his muscular buttocks and couldn’t help but admire his body. He was a masculine work of art, perfectly formed and mesmerizing in his own right.
“Come for me, sweet Cora,” he murmured as he continued circling her clit with his vibrating tongue, applying just the right amount of pressure. “Come for me.”
He inserted the tip of one finger into her core, driving gently in and out, as he maintained the fast rhythm of his licks to her sensitive button.
She whimpered as the first wave of her release built inside her, swelling until it threatened to crash through her senses. She tightened her hands in his hair when the euphoria finally hit her, a violent shattering that tore a rasping cry from her throat.
As she came against Draevan’s mouth, he added another digit to her core and pushed a bit deeper, and God, how she felt stretched from just two of his fingers.
She undulated on the bed as the last blissful wave of pleasure coursed through her, leaving her weightless and lightheaded in the aftermath of the sweetest ecstasy she’d ever known.
Draevan gradually withdrew his fingers from her core, then leaned back to stare at her.
He held her gaze as he licked her essence from his lips.
She felt her eyes widen as a full-body flush surged through her, causing her to feel even more faint.
Was it possible to pass out from a really good orgasm? She was honestly starting to wonder.
He shifted beside her before lifting her in his arms. A soft sigh left her as he arranged her on his lap, holding her close, cradling her to his chest. She leaned into him, resting her head on his chest. His heart beat rapidly beneath her ear, a testament to his own excitement.
“My sweet Cora,” he murmured against her ear.
Then he pressed a quick kiss to the crown of her hair and hugged her even tighter.