Chapter 15
Kalani
I was tying the last soft strip of leather snugly around Iave’s tail when I realized how deadly quiet he’d gotten.
He was sitting on the furs, as naked as I was after our icy bath.
The only thing I wore was his little ax carving dangling from a piece of string around my neck.
With all the blood washed away, I knew he wasn’t hurt all that bad, and a good night’s sleep for both of us was going to do wonders.
That wasn’t what had made him go still, his eyes were like a pair of glowing coals as he watched me.
And then he undulated his tail and I realized I’d swung one leg over it so I could more easily tie a knot.
I was straddling the long, agile muscle and that one little motion rubbed the textured scales along my folds, shooting pleasure up my core.
I met that fierce look, letting it wash over me like the brand that it was.
This was exactly the way he’d looked at me when he’d exited the remains of the shuttle.
An image that had engraved itself on my brain, he’d looked so brutish and primal.
Nothing he’d done since then had decreased that image, but I’d also gotten to know the good, honorable parts of him.
I had seen the hints of his vulnerability, though we hadn’t gotten to the sharing part yet.
“Okay, seed me,” I said, licking my lips when my mouth instantly went dry with a hint of nerves.
What a bold statement; I couldn’t believe that just slipped out.
Now that I said it, I wasn’t going to back down.
I was nervous but it was more the kind where I felt like I’d exposed too much of myself; I risked getting hurt.
All good things were that way though, weren’t they?
Iave was worth it, I was worth it. We both deserved happiness.
He growled a deep rumbling noise that I felt vibrating all the way in the section of tail I was straddling.
“You know what you just said, do you? My Goddess?” he drawled, his voice low and husky.
He rose on the base of his tail, towering over me but I didn’t feel any kind of fear, I just felt excitement race through me.
I wanted him with every fiber. I’d never been more matched to a male than I was to Iave.
It was enough to make me believe there really was such a thing as fated mates; destiny.
I’d traveled the roads I had to travel to get here, and it was all for him, and for me too.
Iave was going to be the family, the home I always craved but had never found, not completely.
“I know, what are you going to do about it, big boy?” I teased, and with purpose, I ground my mons against his tail.
More pleasure shot through me but I loved even more how it made his eyes grow wide, his split tongue flicking from his mouth to taste my arousal in the air.
He groaned when my scent hit him, his hips shivering as his cock started to extrude from its pouch.
“Once I seed you, I will never let you go. Never, you understand that?” he said roughly, his hands clenched in fists at his sides.
He was struggling to hold himself back right now, fighting the urge to pounce on me.
I loved that so much, that show of self-restraint combined with the knowledge that I was this close to making him snap. That felt powerful.
I shrugged, “I think I got to see plenty of you over the last few days. And Iave, I like what I’ve seen.
I don’t doubt that it’s only going to get better from here on.
” This was like asking a guy out that you had a huge crush on, only in this case, you knew the guy was head over heels for you already.
It felt safe, it felt like I was just putting words to what we already knew was inevitable.
More proof that fated mates were a real thing and I shouldn’t have been so distrusting of it before.
My mate’s eyes pierced mine and that felt like he was staring straight into my soul.
Then my world turned upside down when he used his tail to send me flying.
I landed on the furs at his side and his body was already crowding over me, pinning me to the soft furs.
“Mine!” he hissed, tongue flicking out so close to my face that the split tip touched my cheek.
I thought that might not have been intentional but then he traced the tip along my cheekbone, around my temple to the corner of my eye.
Iave off his leash was something else and I reveled in every second.
I offered my mouth up for his kiss, excited to know that I was the one who had taught him that; it was something he shared with me and me alone.
Maybe he wasn’t the only possessive one in this partnership.
His taste was spicy and warm as he invaded my mouth, his body rough and heavy as he pressed me to the furs.
Then a fang scraped along my lower lip and I felt another zing of pleasure skate along my spine.
I loved that hint of danger, that feral side of him.
This wasn’t like making out with a human, all tame and safe.
This was like grappling with a wild beast in a way; Iave was a little unpredictable and a whole lot different.
I dragged my fingers along his spine, enjoying each bump of a scale along my fingertips.
He had so many different textures to rub myself against. From the way his muscled body dipped and swelled, to the bigger or smaller scales along various parts of his torso.
I loved the harder scales along his pecs when I rubbed my turgid nipples along them.
Iave wedged his hips between my legs, using coils of his tail to pin me wide apart.
You’d think he was rough with how he manhandled my body but he was still careful with my injured ankle.
Then the tip of his tail curled between us and without warning speared my folds.
I groaned in shock at the sudden invasion, spine arching, my walls fluttering around him as the first tremors of an orgasm started to rock through me.
“Just making sure you are ready for me,” he growled against my mouth.
His tail curled inside of me, forming a hard knot that stretched and burned.
“You can take it, can’t you? Little warrior?
” I nodded and with a grin clenched down with my core muscles on his invasion.
If he was going to make this a challenge, I would show him as good as I got.
He groaned, “Oh yes, that’s it.” He coiled the tip, pressing it up against my G-spot for a blinding burst of pleasure.
Then he pumped it in and out of me in a maddening rhythm.
“My cock is bigger, are you ready? I will seed you to overflowing.” The naughty talk had my body primed for him, along with each pull and thrust of his tail.
I had never been more ready for a guy than I was right now.
“What are you waiting for?” I demanded, laughing when that made him hiss and snap his teeth at me.
Yanking his tail free, he raised the tip between us, his scales rubbing through my folds.
I was sure he was going to rub that tip over my lips, making sure I knew just how wet I was, but at the last moment he brought it up to his own mouth.
There was something extremely erotic about the sight of that forked tongue licking my juices from his tail.
He looked at me with a challenging glint, his hands gripping my hips to hold me in place while he lined himself up with me.
I shivered and moaned at the feel of the dual tip wiggling against my clit before sliding down to massage my opening.
They were like two thick fingers and when he started to press in, they first twined together and then pressed apart like a pair of scissors.
“Fuck, Iave,” I groaned when those agile tips twisted and pressed against that sensitive spot inside of me.
He hissed again, his lips tilting up in this half-smile that said he knew he’d found the jackpot.
His length beyond the moving, writhing tips was a lot to take, even after he’d already stretched me.
I bore down on him, pressing more of his cock into me anyway.
I wanted to have all of him, even if it was a lot.
He pulled back, his hand coming down between us to pin my belly to the furs while he rose above me for a better angle.
His eyes were focused entirely on my pussy and how it swallowed him, each thrust and pull ensuring that more wetness coated him, allowing him to slide even deeper.
When he bottomed out, I groaned, feeling fuller than I ever had before.
My body spiraled tighter, clutching at him while he started to increase the pace.
Soon I was jolting across the furs, clawing at his shoulders as pleasure burst me apart and broke me into a million pieces.
It felt like I was being remade, my body twining with his in more than just a physical sense.
He was right, this was a mating, a seeding.
This wasn’t just sex; I had that before and it didn’t compare.
With a scream, my orgasm hit a crescendo and every muscle in my body clamped up tight.
It made Iave shout, his cock jerking and twisting inside of me as jet after jet of warm seed bathed my core.
I felt it, which wasn’t something I had ever noticed before, but then…
Iave wasn’t kidding, he had a lot, so much that it was sliding down my thighs and creating one giant wet mess.
The scent that filled the air was so typically his too.
Not just the scent of sex and musk but something spicy, like cinnamon and cloves.
Something that I’d scented on his skin before but that was clearly in his seed too.
I was extremely tempted to reach down to touch where his cock still filled me, taking some of that seed so I could have a taste.