Chapter 3 #3
He did not slow. The rhythm only grew heavier.
Each thrust drove both cocks deep enough that the impact jarred through my bones.
The size difference left me helpless under the weight of him.
His torso blocked out the faint light from the window.
His thighs pinned mine open. The heavy muscle of his tail shifted against the covers, bracing him as he fucked me harder.
Scales rasped over my inner thighs. The heat of his body soaked into my skin until the chill of the stone chamber vanished completely.
Another climax built fast on the heels of the first. The constant stretch of both channels, the relentless drag of those beaded ridges, the rough circles of his fingers on my clit all fed it until my body locked tight around him again.
I came with a raw, open-mouthed sound, inner walls pulsing hard around the upper cock while my ass clenched down on the lower one.
Fresh slickness spilled out. He growled low in his chest at the sensation, the vibration traveling straight through the shafts buried inside me.
He shifted the angle. One heavy knee pushed my thigh higher, opening me further.
The next thrust drove the upper cock even deeper, the head pressing hard against the end of me while the lower one forced another inch of its thicker base past the tight ring.
The dual pressure stole the air from my lungs.
My free hand clawed at the scaled muscle of his shoulder, nails scraping uselessly over the hard plates.
Every nerve between my legs burned with the same dark, greedy pleasure.
The stretch never eased. It only grew richer as my body learned the exact shape of both of him under the steady, powerful drive of his hips.
Sweat slicked my skin. My breath came in short, broken gasps that matched the rhythm of his thrusts.
The wet slap of our bodies meeting filled the room, loud and obscene against the howl of the desert wind outside.
He fucked me with the same focused intensity he had shown when he tore the purple sludge apart on the canyon path, every movement controlled and devastating.
The ridges along both cocks caught and dragged on the way out, then shoved deep again until the bases pressed flush and the full weight of him rested against me for a single heartbeat before the next stroke began.
My third orgasm ripped through me without warning.
The dual fullness and the relentless friction on my clit pushed me over the edge so hard my vision whited out at the edges.
My body clamped down around both shafts in hard, rhythmic pulses.
More wetness flooded out around the upper cock, soaking his scales and the furs beneath us.
I shook under him, thighs trembling, the aftershocks still rolling through me when his own rhythm finally broke.
A rough, guttural sound tore from his chest. Both cocks swelled inside me at the same moment.
Hot pulses flooded my pussy and my ass in the same heavy rush, the dual release filling me until the excess slipped out around the bases of him and ran down the cleft of my ass.
He stayed buried to the root, body locked over mine, the slow aftershocks of his climax still twitching deep inside both of my stretched openings.
The heat of his seed and the residual burn of the stretch left me open and trembling beneath the full weight of him, every nerve still lit with the memory of how completely he had taken me.
The heavy silence of the stone chamber returned.
Yarkur shifted his massive weight just enough to wrap his arms securely around me, tucking my head under his chin.
His chest rose and fell in a slow, steady rhythm, the heat of his scales seeping deep into my tired muscles.
A rough, heavy purr vibrated in his throat, a sound of profound, territorial peace.
He pressed his lips to the damp hair at my temple, inhaling the scent of our shared warmth.
"You are my fire, Talsey," he rumbled, his voice dropping into a soft, gravelly whisper that settled straight into my bones.
"The canyon nights freeze the blood, but you burn right through the armor.
" His thick thumb traced a gentle, careful path along my jawline, wiping away a stray bead of sweat.
"I will never let the cold touch you. I will never let the wild take you.
You belong to me now. My heat. My mate."
Every instinct I possessed screamed to reject his dark claim.
The heavy reality of our blended families - the undeniable fact that he was my stepbrother - still stood like a solid rock wall between us.
I needed to push his massive chest away.
I needed to explain the rigid human rules he so casually ignored.
But a bone-deep exhaustion anchored my tongue to the roof of my mouth.
My limbs felt made of lead, weighed down by the aftermath of the liquid fire he just poured through my veins.
A debate required strength I simply no longer possessed.
I let my heavy eyelids drift shut, sinking deeper into the soothing, rhythmic thud of his alien heartbeat.
Tomorrow, I promised myself, letting the darkness drag me under. I will fight him on this tomorrow.