Chapter 9
Draevan couldn’t seem to stop running his hands through Cora’s soft hair, rubbing her back, and caressing her arms. He just enjoyed touching her and holding her close.
The intimacy was transcendent in a way he’d never anticipated.
And to think he’d questioned his ability to love a female.
Yes, it was much too soon to claim he loved Cora, as they scarcely knew one another yet, but he could easily imagine the tender deepening of their bond.
Hope filled him as he realized he wasn’t so battle-hardened after all.
Despite the darkness inside him, the violent remnants from the war that haunted him, he was capable of feeling affection for a woman.
He pressed his face into Cora’s hair and breathed deep of her sweet, feminine scent.
Another sense of possessiveness for the little human swept through him.
He would never let her go, and he would always protect her.
When Cora suddenly shifted on his lap, his balls drew up tight with sensation and his cock hardened further. Fluxx. He was eager to be inside her, pounding her hard as he claimed her as his mate for all time.
But he had to restrain himself somewhat.
He couldn’t hurt her. He had to be gentle.
After taking a moment to center himself, he pulled back to stare into her pretty blue eyes. He cupped her face and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. Then he guided her to lie atop the covers.
A slight tremor rushed through her body, and the delectable aroma of her arousal increased in the air. He growled in appreciation. She’d just climaxed on his tongue, yet she was growing excited again… because she realized he was preparing to claim her fully.
He lay stretched out beside her on the bed, slowly gliding his hand up and down her body, tracing the contour of her bosom, lingering at her nipples, and going lower until he grazed her clit.
Each time he touched her clit, even for the briefest of moments, her center lurched upward and she gave a faint whimper, a desperate sound that spoke of the urgency building inside her anew, evidence of the achiness reviving in her core.
He continued teasing her with the slow caresses and brief touches of her core, wanting to make sure she was sufficiently wet, swollen, and ready to be claimed by him.
Earlier, as he’d pushed two fingers into her center, he’d felt just how tight she was, and he surmised the more drenched and beside herself with need she became, the easier it would be for her to accept his size.
As he trailed one digit through the seam of her slick nether lips, she undulated against him and her hands abruptly reached for the covers, for something to hold onto. Her left hand found purchase on the top cover, but her right hand ended up grabbing something else entirely—his hugely erect cock.
He groaned at the feel of her soft, tiny hand grasping his shaft.
Fluxx.
His vision went momentarily black, his breath hitched, and a growl soon rumbled from his throat.
His cock thickened further in her tentative grip.
She gasped but didn’t retract her hand. Instead, she peered down and her eyes went wide, and an enticing flush swept up her neck to cover her entire face.
And yet, despite her apparent shock over what she’d accidentally done, she didn’t let go. She kept holding his length, and she even gave it a slight squeeze.
“I-I was reaching for the covers,” she blurted in a high-pitched tone, and yet she still didn’t release him.
“I am not complaining, though I might protest if you remove your hand. Star God, Cora, this is the greatest pleasure I’ve ever known.”
He leaned in to kiss her cheek, then he focused on applying more strokes to her center, making sure to graze her clit repeatedly as he investigated just how wet she was becoming. She mewled and writhed against his hand.
“Before we go any further,” he said, “we must exchange the traditional mating vows of my people.”
“Oh? I’m afraid I don’t know the vows.”
“Just repeat after me, sweet Cora.” He paused for a moment before he began to recite the most important words he might ever say. “I, Draevan, give you, Cora, my soul, my body, and my heart.” He gave her an expectant look.
“I, Cora, give you, Draevan, my soul, my body, and my heart.”
“Upon this mating, I am yours, and you are mine. May the Star God bless our union.”
“Oh, that’s so beautiful,” she murmured. Then her face grew serious, and she repeated the words. “Upon this mating, I am yours, and you are mine. May the Star God bless our union.”
He quickly found himself on top of her, their bodies pressed intimately together, a tangle of limbs, as they explored one another with tentative touches that quickly became more confident and urgent.
As he situated himself between Cora’s quivering thighs, he leaned down and kissed her soundly, sweeping his vibrating tongue into her mouth with more boldness than he had during their first kiss.
She moaned and kissed him back, clutching his face, her tongue dancing against his, as she arched her center up to meet the bulbous tip of his cock.
He reached down to better position his length at her entrance, then glided his shaft through her wetness, up and down. He pulled back from the kiss and strove to give her an affectionate look, the sort of look he imagined she needed at this moment, a caring and reassuring one.
His chest swelled with unexpected emotion as he held her gaze. Not for the first time since he’d met her, it felt as though time had just stopped, as though they were the only two souls left in the universe, two hearts beating as one.
Gradually, he started pushing into her molten core.
Her slick center instantly gripped him, making it difficult to give the next thrust. He paused to allow her a moment to get used to his size, though so far, he’d only driven the head of his cock inside her.
He fought the urge to plunge into her fully, wanting to keep his word about being gentle this first time.
He’d made a promise, and he quickly reminded himself that trust, once broken, was difficult to rebuild.
Even if it was difficult, even if it fluxxing killed him, he would be gentle with the little human.
He watched her face carefully, trying to determine if she was in any pain.
There was a needy, urgent gleam in her eyes, but she wasn’t grimacing or crying out in agony.
He exhaled with relief and started pushing deeper, just a smidge further every few moments, as she gasped and writhed and parted her legs wider to receive more of him.
His cock thickened as he gradually plunged deeper, and her insides gripped him anew with each careful push. She was incredibly tight, but oh so slick and warm.
A feverish tingle swept through him, making him tremble with desire, as yet another growl tore from his throat.
He paused and waited for Cora to meet his eyes. “Are you all right, my sweet mate?”
Biting her lower lip, she nodded. “Yes, I-I am okay.”
The whimpers, moans, and other noises she kept making drove him wild with need. She was so responsive, so sweet, and she was all his. Until the end of their days, she would belong to him. And he would belong to her.
Star God, more poetic thoughts? But he couldn’t help it.
He was so thoroughly drawn to Cora, so enraptured by her, that he couldn’t seem to keep his thoughts from turning poetic.
With every passing moment, new and unexpected emotions stirred within him, all because of her.
She’d slipped past his defenses and taken hold of his heart before he even realized what was happening.
He gave one final push, and at last, he was fully seated inside her.
Her eyes kept fluttering open and closed, and she occasionally undulated her center against him, as though seeking more. Did she wish for him to start moving inside her? To start gliding in and out, claiming her until he spurted his seed in her depths and officially sealed their bond as mates?
Well, even if that was what she wanted, he decided he ought to remain still for a few moments to allow her to get used to his size.
As he remained fully submerged in her tightness, he leaned down to press a soft, lingering kiss to her forehead.
His heart swelled with warmth when he pulled back, and her gaze collided with his.
For the briefest instant, he thought he heard music, an emotional melody played on a piano perhaps, but when he concentrated on his surroundings, he only heard the sounds of their rapid breaths.
Hmm. Had he truly heard music? Or had it been nothing more than his imagination?
He continued staring into Cora’s blue eyes, captivated by the softness he saw there.
Perhaps it was a strange effect of their mating bond, another sign that their connection was more powerful than he’d ever believed possible.
Whatever the explanation, the fleeting music had left him with a boundless sense of wonder.
At last, Draevan withdrew partially from the little human’s slick core, only to immediately push back inside.
She gasped and reached for him, her fingers digging into his hips.
He reveled in the feel of her holding onto him, and he pumped again, this time driving a bit deeper.
She rewarded him with the sweetest, most urgent moan.
Fluxx. It was a heady feeling, knowing that she was enjoying this intimacy as much as he was.
Sensation coursed up his thighs, and his scrotum tensed again.
He took a steadying breath and started to build a slow but sure rhythm, pushing in and out, claiming her, showing her that she truly belonged to him.
The mere thought of eventually spurting his seed into her depths sent another wave of dizziness through him.
He growled and started pumping faster, though not too rapidly.
With every careful but quick plunge, he continued watching Cora for any signs of distress.
Yes, she’d promised to tell him if she needed him to slow down or pause, or even stop entirely, but just in case she’d forgotten or didn’t feel comfortable advocating for herself, he wanted to be prepared to respond.
Eventually, he reached between them and pressed his thumb to her clit, applying precise swirls to her most sensitive spot.
She gasped and arched into him, her eyes fluttering shut, her face twisting with pleasure.
Her apparent pleasure only spurred him to press a bit harder on her clit as he increased the pace of the swirls, determined to make her climax again while he steadily pumped his shaft in and out of her slick core.
“Come for me again, my sweet mate. Come for me while I’m buried deep inside you. I want to feel you coming on my cock.” Where such crass words were coming from, he wasn’t certain. They simply entered his mind as naturally as the instincts that guided him to kiss her, touch her, and claim her.
An intense look of concentration fell over Cora. She froze for a long moment, only for her lips to suddenly part on a stuttering gasp as she began writhing against him, her face contorting with even more pleasure.
Then he felt it… he felt her insides clamping down on his cock as he plunged into her center, contracting around his shaft so violently that for an instant he wondered if he might lose consciousness.
Her fingers dug deeper into his hips, but he relished the slight pain, and he found himself pumping a bit faster as Cora’s insides continued squeezing his hard appendage.
Before the last remnant of her release subsided, he felt the surge of his own euphoria thundering toward him, a force that descended with a fury that shook his entire body.
He growled and shut his eyes as his vision blurred.
Sensation exploded from the base of his spine and spiraled outward until he finally began erupting in her core, coming hard and fast, spurt after spurt as he filled his sweet human mate with his seed, drenching her with his scent, marking her as his forever.
Did she even realize the intensity of his need for her?
Did she know the depth of the tenderness she kept awakening in his heart?
After the final spurt of his seed erupted, he took a deep breath before slowly withdrawing from her center.
Immediately, some of his seed trickled out to coat her inner thighs.
He stared, pleased by the sight of his essence covering her.
He had the sudden urge to grip his cock and pump himself to another release so he might spurt onto her bosom and get his scent on her even more, but he quickly decided he would rather hold her right now.
He needed to hold her, and he sensed she yearned for a comforting embrace in the aftermath of their first mating session.
How strange that he sometimes felt her emotions.
Was he imagining it, or was it real? He wasn’t certain, but he decided to keep following his instincts, and right now his instincts screamed for him to cradle her in his arms and press soft kisses to her forehead.
And so, he did.
He moved into a sitting position, drew the beautiful human into his arms, and held her close to his chest as he stroked her hair and placed lingering kisses to her forehead.
She gazed up at him sleepily, dreamily, as his seed continued leaking from her core.
Before they went to bed for the night, they would have to bathe, though part of him wanted to force her to go to bed with his seed drying on her thighs.
“Now you belong to me, my sweet mate. Forever.” He said it aloud because he needed to.
He needed her to understand that this was forever.
She’d agreed to become his and they’d consummated their mating union.
He’d given her a chance to back out earlier, but she hadn’t, and now the deed was done and there was no going back.
A soft sigh left her, but she didn’t respond. He sensed her deep fatigue. Hmm. Perhaps he ought to help her take a bath and then tuck her into bed.
The idea of holding her close beneath the covers as they slept brought him a sense of peace unlike anything he’d ever known.
He’d never shared his bed with a female before, but he now found himself wondering why the fluxx he’d prepared a room just for her at his home on New Vaxx. It wasn’t even directly beside his. What had he been thinking?
Well, at the time, he hadn’t realized just how quickly his new mate would grow on him, how eagerly he would want to keep her at his side always.
He brushed an errant strand of hair behind Cora’s ear, then rose from the bed with her in his arms. “We will take a quick bath,” he said, “then we will sleep. By the time we awake, we’ll probably be inside the Eshunna Passage, and in less than a day, we will reach New Vaxx.
I cannot wait to show you around your new home, my sweet mate. ”