Chapter 30
Blistering pleasure had consumed Lacey. She was no longer herself, but a primal creature of instinct and sensation. Every part of her was hypersensitive; even the brush of air upon her skin made her shiver. It was all too much, and yet, it wasn’t enough.
Telok drew his pelvis back, and she felt the sensual glide of his shaft and the exquisite drag of his ridged head along her inner walls before he plowed back into her.
Lacey moaned. The hard length of Telok’s cock filled her, the bulge at its base stretching her entrance beyond what she’d once thought possible.
She pushed back, meeting his thrusts, her heavy breasts swaying and body jiggling with every hard pound.
She was still a little tender from their prior mating, but she didn’t care. Lacey wanted this. Needed this.
And he felt so fucking good.
In this position, his shaft went deeper, striking spots within her that set her alight with pleasure.
Kneading her ass, Telok spread her cheeks wide, brushing a finger over the rim of her anus.
Her breath caught, and her fingers curled into the bedding, her mind a jumble as she struggled to understand what he was doing through the euphoria of his measured thrusts. “Telok… What…”
“Does this also give pleasure?” he asked.
“It…it can. But I…” Her eyelids fluttered as he continued moving inside her, each stroke of his cock bringing her closer to another orgasm. Every muscle in her body was tight with anticipation, and her thighs and arms trembled, threatening to give out.
“Lacey,” Telok coaxed as he circled her rosette, bringing her attention back to his question.
“I’ve never done ass play,” she said quickly, arching into his touch, so confused by what she was feeling.
“What must I do?”
“You…you… Oh, God, Telok,” she moaned, falling onto her forearms as her pussy constricted around his shaft. She was right there. “Don’t stop.”
She felt a tremor wrack him, and his grip on her hips tightened almost painfully as he slammed hard into her, shoving his bulges in and pressing against her until her pussy and his slit were nearly flush with each other.
And he remained like that.
“No, no,” she cried, trying to grind against him. “Please!”
Telok growled deep. “Tell me, vi’jatai.”
Lacey turned her head to look up at him. His white-and-green-streaked black hair was mussed, with strands of it hanging over his headcrest and his blazing, feral eyes. Those eyes made it clear just how desperately he wanted her.
And yet, he was holding back.
“You have to be gentle,” she rasped, “and start slow and small to prepare me.”
“Like this?” he asked, pushing the pad of his thumb against her hole.
“Yes,” she breathed, her pussy clenching around his cock in response to the odd yet pleasurable sensation. “But no claws. That could hurt me badly. And…and you need lubrication.”
“What is that?”
“Um…your wetness. You know, the stuff on your cock and in your slit.”
“My oils.”
“Yes.”
“I see…” He lifted his hand toward his face, turning it slowly like he was examining some alien object. Then he brought his thumb to his mouth and snapped off his claw with his fangs.
Lacey’s eyes widened.
Before she could speak, his pelvis was in motion again, slow and steady but no less firm. She faced forward, eyes shutting as those sensations rekindled. Ecstasy blossomed through her with the deliberate strokes of his cock.
Telok’s hand slid down to the place where their bodies met. He dragged his thumb over her labia, up toward his cock, gathering their combined essences. Without his pace faltering, he lifted that hand away, settling his fingers on her lower back.
And then his thumb was back on her anus, circling it and spreading his oils.
A thrill swept through her even as her ass clenched.
We’re really doing this… He’s going to—
He pressed his thumb against her hole, slowly breaching her where no other had.
Lacey whimpered at the sensation. It was so foreign, so strange, and there was some discomfort.
But as he pushed deeper, everything inside her felt tighter, and his cock struck nerves she never knew existed, making those waves of pleasure flare with every thrust and edging her closer to another release.
“Now I have claimed both parts of you,” Telok growled. He pumped his thumb in and out of her again and again before curling it. The claws of his fingers pricked her back as that hand clamped onto her from inside and out simultaneously, its grip just as firm as those holding her hips.
“Every part,” Lacey whispered, unable to do anything but let him use her, pleasure her, own her. She spread her legs wider and arched her back, greedy for everything he had to give.
Telok grazed the claws of his other upper hand down her spine. Tingles skittered across her skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake.
Every time his cock drove into her, her pussy and ass clenched, and pleasure rippled through her, coiling tighter and tighter within her core. She panted and moaned, clutching at the bedding beneath her.
“Telok,” she keened.
“Let me hear you,” Telok demanded, his voice rough and ragged. His fingers flexed, raking her lower back as his thrusts gained more urgency. “Let me feel you come undone around my stem before I fill you with my seed.”
“Yes… I want your seed. I want you to fill me with it again. I…I can’t… Oh fuck, don’t… Don’t stop. Fuck me, Telok. Rut me harder.”
Shifting his forelegs closer, he lifted her higher and tilted her pelvis, slamming into her.
The change in angle was all she needed. His shaft stroked her clit, and she combusted.
Lacey’s arms gave out completely, and her cheek fell onto the bed as rapture seared through her body and turned everything around her to ash.
Everything but Telok.
Harsh, bestial snarls emphasized every pump of his hips, joined by the sound of his hind legs scraping the floor for purchase as he raised her backside higher.
The vrix behind her was now driven purely by instinct, lost in frenzied passion.
All she could do was squeeze the blanket in her fists as he savagely rutted her.
And she loved every moment of it.
Telok’s hands and claspers hammered her onto his cock one last time, forcing his bulges fully inside and trapping her in place. A silent cry seized her throat when his knot swelled, making everything inside her impossibly, agonizingly tighter.
Hot seed erupted within her.
A guttural growl rumbled from her vrix as he stiffened, his tendrils unfurling inside her to tease her cervix, prolonging her own climax, heightening it, until the bliss was so immense that she felt on the verge of blacking out.
With a ragged exhalation, Telok carefully slipped his thumb free of her ass and lowered Lacey onto her knees.
He bowed over her, his heaving chest against her back with his upper arms braced on the floor, and finally released her hips to wrap his lower arms around her middle in a warm but possessive embrace.
He quaked around her as fresh seed spurted from him. His tendrils continued to lash her with ecstasy, and his cock vibrated with his release. If not for his embrace, she would have collapsed, her knees too weak to hold her up.
Lacey panted, too exhausted to move or speak. Her skin was coated with perspiration, her thighs were sticky, and her body hummed with pleasure and contentment that was only enhanced by her soreness. Even the new ache in her ass was sublime.
Telok nuzzled her hair. When she turned her face toward him, he brushed his hard mouth over her temple. One of his lower hands slid up to cup her breasts. But this time his touch was gentle, soothing, serving only to hold her more snugly against his chest.
“Ah, my heartsthread…” A purr reverberated through him. “I am caught in your snare and do not wish to escape.”