Chapter 47
Trove
His female’s caresses, her warmth, her love – it was a feeling like no other. He didn’t feel owned or like he had to service her.
No. He just needed to enjoy her touch and enjoy touching her in return.
Trove wasn’t sure who moved first. Maybe they moved at the same time. But without breaking their kiss, they began pulling at each other’s clothes. Their tender and sweet kiss turned into frantic, eager movements to grasp and feel each other’s skin.
Piece by piece, their clothing hit the floor, until Trove could band his arm around her waist and lift her up onto her toes.
Pressing their bodies together. Shifting and moving together.
Her breasts crushed into his chest. His cock pushed between her thighs, feeling the warmth of her cunt rubbing along the sensitive skin.
As his hips automatically began rocking, rubbing against her and that sensitive little clit, she shivered.
What a sensitive little mate he had. Sweet adassi. Perfect for him.
Chee was the one who grabbed him next. Taking him by the hands, she pulled them both back, stepping towards his bed.
Their bed.
He was eager to mate her. Desperate to have her. This wasn’t enough to seal their mating bond, not without the battles beforehand. But the urges riding him to have her, to keep her forever, were burning deeper, harsher, in his mind.
Chee came up on his bed, on her knees, raising her height enough that it was a much easier reach for them both as she once again put her arms around his neck.
His head. She practically held onto his whole skull as she slicked her tongue against his, kissing him with a desperate, fiery passion that heated his blood.
He wasn’t idle either. Reaching his hand down, he circled it around one thigh.
Jerking, he yanked it up and rested it against his thigh, opening her legs and making her squeak in surprise.
She didn’t resist the movement however. But her hips did jerk and twitch when he reached his hand between them and began circling her hole.
He missed his claws, more now than ever before, but he felt no small sense of satisfaction when he could easily push into her heated wetness and feel her muscles twitch and spasm.
A second finger quickly joined and he slowly, deliberately, thrust them in and out of her.
His other arm adjusted, hooking under her leg, holding her up as she clung to him.
It didn’t take long, however, for her poor leg, the one keeping her up, to start shaking. She trembled and moaned, her nails digging into his shoulder as she tried to keep herself up even as he stole more of her strength through the slow, constant motion of his fingers.
When she finally collapsed, he followed her down. Refusing to break their kiss. Refusing to remove his fingers. As she hit her back, he added a third. Stretching and pushing her body.
He needed her open and receptive. His cock was much bigger than his fingers.
Trove used his grip on her thigh to push her leg up, nearly folding her in half.
Then, just because he wanted to, because he wanted the taste of her on his tongue, because he wanted to feel her squirming against his face, he lowered himself between her legs and began to feast. Her other leg was on his shoulder, her hand went to his hair and pulled.
And he loved all of it. Her touch. Her cries. The way her hips rocked, helping rub against his tongue while he continued fucking her with his fingers.
She was so sweet. A flavor like no other. He thought that maybe he could survive only on the taste of her and be a happy male for the rest of his life.
But more than that, more than anything, he wanted to be one with her.
That was probably the only thing that could pull his face away.
Right as she was on the verge of coming, he broke the salacious kiss.
His fingers felt the telltale shifting and rippling of her muscles.
He could see the way her body tightened and began to tense as the crest of her pleasure rose over her.
Though he wasn’t finished feasting, he knew there would be no better time. He sat up straight and grabbed his cock. He ripped his fingers free and replaced them with the head of his cock. Chee’s immediate cry of disappointment turned into pleading whimpers as he hesitated.
The kiss of his cock against her heat made him shudder. A sweet burn, the spreading of her lips around the sensitive flesh of his cockhead, the slickness of her juices. Chee’s nails were digging into his arms as she tried to pull him in.
Just one moment. A heartbeat where he savored what was to come.
This was theirs. Only theirs. There was nothing but the two of them, and there would never be anything but the two of them ever again.
He flexed his hips. His head pierced her hole. She groaned, teeth tight, head falling back. Her cunt wrapped around him. Too tight. Too hot. Too slick.
Trove slammed deep. Their hips smacked together with an echoing clap of flesh on flesh as he sank all the way in all at once.
Chee cried out, thrashing beneath him as her release finally crashed over her.
He felt it in the way her muscles crushed him.
His eyes rolled back, his muscles shook, as he groaned. Nearly broken by that alone.
Then, he started moving.
Thrusting, pounding, fucking her. Fast, hard, unapologetic. Chasing his own pleasure as Chee cried and scratched his back. Her legs locked around him. He wasn’t sure if she was trying to get him closer or stop him from moving, but he couldn’t stop, and he couldn’t get deeper.
This…
It was like he had been waiting his entire life for this. Searching desperately for this feeling. A painful pleasure that burned away everything in its wake. A cleansing ecstasy that purified him of all the darkness that lingered in his soul.
His female wrapped around him, clinging to him so tight. The vice grip of her cunt, squeezing his cock so much it hurt. But in the best way. He needed more of it.
Grabbing her by the ass, using both hands, he canted her hips up. Really folding her over. Opening her up to the onslaught of his thrusts.
She screamed. She squealed. She thrashed. Like she was also bordering right there between agony and ecstasy. It was beautiful to witness. Enchanting.
His mate, in his bed, taking his cock.
Full of his seed.
That final thought drove him over as he slammed as deep as he could. Filling her with his knot. Chee’s eyes widened and her voice broke, unable to even scream anymore, as it expanded inside her. Plugging her greedy, clenching little hole as he pumped her full.
Trove grunted, mind gone, body tense and tight. He could feel it. The pulsing of his sack. The pumping of his release into her. The electric shooting of his release burning up his spine. Even better than it had been when it had been in her mouth.
Free. Untainted. Pure and perfect.
Trove collapsing over her all at once. Like all of his strength had been sapped out of him, drained away in a single instant.
He only kept as much of his weight off her as he needed to not crush her. Otherwise, he pressed her into the bed, breathing hard as his cock and knot continued to pulse. The engorged flesh would remain hard, plugging her up, until he pulled out.
And he couldn’t think of a single reason that he’d ever need to pull out.