Chapter 21 #2
Shay pushed herself up from the couch and walked to Thargen. She leaned forward and pecked a kiss on Leah’s head. As loath as she was to part from the baby, even for a short time, she needed this time with Drakkal.
“Hold her, rock her. She’ll probably fall asleep again soon,” Shay said, smiling down at Leah. “Be good for Uncle Thargen.”
The vorgal was holding Leah carefully but uncertainly. Shay guessed he would’ve looked more comfortable if someone had handed him a live grenade that had already had the pin pulled.
Samantha walked over and took a seat beside Thargen. “Go on, you two. I’ll help keep an eye on Leah.”
“You owe me,” Thargen grumbled.
“I’ll up your hazard pay the next time you collect your wage,” Drakkal replied with a chuckle. When he turned to face Shay, all humor had fled from his expression—he wore a hungry grin beneath those fiery eyes.
Before she could say anything, before she had enough time to even admire his tall, powerful body, he bent forward, wrapped an arm around the backs of her thighs, and stood up, hauling Shay over his shoulder.
Shay laughed and flattened her hands on his back to prop herself up. She looked at Thargen and Samantha as Drakkal stalked toward the door. “If she needs—”
“She’ll be fine!” Samantha called. “Have fun.”
Drakkal slapped the control button. The instant the door was open, he crossed the threshold. The door whooshed shut behind him.
Grinning, Shay smoothed her hands down toward his ass. “I haven’t told you what Urgand said yet.”
“Oh, you did, kiraia. It was in your eyes.”
“Really?” She grabbed his ass with one hand and clutched the base of his tail with the other, tugging it. “I thought that look has been there for a while now.”
His chest rumbled with a deep purr. His right hand settled over her ass and squeezed appreciatively. “Why don’t you tell me now, then.”
Shay moaned when his finger delved between her thighs to stroke her sex though the seam of her pants. Liquid heat flooded her, and she reflexively tightened her hold on both his backside and his tail. “Basically, you’re allowed to fuck me as hard and as deep as you want.”
His only response was a growl—and an increase in pace.
They reached their room in what must’ve been record time. As soon as they were inside, Drakkal had her off his shoulder and pressed up against the wall with his mouth on hers before the door had even closed.
His mouth was bruising and hungry, and Shay returned the kiss in full, unable to get enough of his firm, warm lips and rough tongue.
She buried her hands in his mane and pulled him closer.
His right hand curled around her neck and cupped her jaw, tilting her face up more as he slanted his mouth, deepening the kiss.
His tongue moved ruthlessly, possessively, as he devoured her. Shivers of desire spiraled through her.
He pressed his hard body against hers and used his thigh to force her legs wider apart. She felt his hard cock on her belly, separated only by her shirt and his pants, and arched into him, desperate to feel more.
Drakkal clutched her tighter and growled again. The sound reverberated from his mouth and chest and flowed into Shay—she felt it in their kiss, vibrating against her breasts, teasing her nipples. The sensation traveled straight to her pussy, which contracted in need.
He broke the kiss to trail his mouth down her jaw and neck.
His lips and teeth left a blazing trail in their wake as he worked his way toward her front, following her clavicle and kissing the hollow of her throat.
He grasped the collar of her shirt and pulled it apart.
The garment tore down the middle like it were made of paper.
Shay laughed. “I’m going to run out of clothes if you keep doing that.”
“I’ll buy you more.” He sliced through her bra with his hardlight claws next, baring her breasts to his hungry gaze. She barely had time to feel the air on her skin before he put his mouth on her again to kiss her breasts and curl that oh-so-tantalizing tongue around her sensitive nipples.
Drakkal’s hands—one metal, the other rough and calloused—smoothed down her sides as he leaned closer, took her nipple into his mouth, and sucked.
A surge of lust speared her straight through her core.
Shay gasped, tightening her grip on his mane as her hips bucked against him. God, his mouth felt so good on her; the scrape of his rough tongue, the gentle suction, the relief.
Drakkal started, pulling his mouth away and lifting his head. Shay opened her eyes and looked at him. His tongue darted out, licking moisture from his lips, and it took Shay a moment to realize that there were droplets of her breastmilk beaded on his fur.
She glanced down. Sure enough, another drop of milk had formed at the tip of her nipple.
“Shit,” she said, releasing his mane to cover her breasts, suddenly feeling self-conscious. She hadn’t even thought about this. It had just felt so good to have his mouth on her again for real.
Before she could cover herself, Drakkal lifted his hands and caught her wrists. He pressed her arms against the wall and slid his palms up to lace his fingers with hers. The position forced her shoulders back, shoving her breasts out even further.
“Didn’t think you could taste any sweeter,” he rumbled, “but here you are.”
Drakkal dipped his head and latched onto her breast, sucking her nipple back into his mouth.
They groaned in unison. Shay’s eyes fluttered shut against a flood of desire that heated her core as he took draw after draw from her breast. He released her nipple to move to her other breast, nuzzling it before he sucked the hardened tip into his mouth and drank from her again.
This was different from when her daughter nursed. The relief he was providing was immense, but he was also providing her overwhelming pleasure. This was…erotic. An experience unlike anything she’d ever imagined.
Shay ground her pelvis against his thigh. The soaked material of her pants pulling taut over her sex provided some stimulation, but it wasn’t enough. It was nowhere near enough.
“Drakkal,” she rasped, “I need you.”
A hot, heavy breath flowed from between his bared teeth just before he released her arms. For a few seconds, he became a force of nature—a hurricane or a tornado, fast and powerful and relentless—as he tugged down her pants, underwear and all, and ripped off his own clothes.
His cock sprang from the confines of his pants, thick and throbbing, just as hungry as the male it was attached to.
He hooked his hands behind her thighs and lifted her. Shay looped her arms around his neck. She felt the press of his blunt tip against her slick entrance as he angled her over him. Their eyes met, and Drakkal pulled her down, plunging into her eager sex.
Shay gasped as his cock filled her. It didn’t matter that she’d just had a baby; he felt as big and thick as always.
Her pussy clenched around him as a pulsing shudder ran down her spine.
That shudder seemed to flow into him. He bared his teeth and clutched her ass with both hands, digging the tips of his natural claws into her flesh.
His pulsing knot expanded against her folds as he ground against her, threatening to push into her fully.
“Kraasz ka’val, kiraia,” he said reverently. “I’ve missed this.”
“I did too.” Shay slid her hands along the backs of his shoulders and into the thick, soft fur of his mane. “Fuck me. Unleash yourself on me, Drakkal. I need to feel you.”
As he stared at her, his already dilated pupils expanded further, almost obliterating his green irises. But that darkness wasn’t empty—it was filled with desire, with lust, with the beast she’d just asked him to release.
That moment of eye contact was all he allowed before he obeyed her command.
Drakkal pulled his hips back, and Shay shuddered at the slide of his hot, hard shaft inside her.
He slammed his mouth over hers, swallowing her cry as a powerful thrust of his hips forced his cock back into her.
Before she could recover from the burst of pleasure it caused, he pounded into her, again and again, each thrust a little harder and deeper than the last.
Shay gripped his mane, her panting gasps mixing with his grunts as he rutted her.
He tore his mouth from hers with a snarl. An instant later, his teeth latched onto her flesh where her shoulder met her neck. The sharp pricks of pain only heightened the thrill building within Shay, and her body wound tighter and tighter with pleasure.
He squeezed her ass and quickened his pace.
The frenzy of motion, sensation, and pleasure was so strong it bordered on pain.
All Shay could do was hold on as the gathering storm clouds within her neared their breaking point.
She felt Drakkal’s breath, felt his teeth, his claws, his fur, all on her skin—she felt every bit of him, both inside and out. He was wild, untamed, raw.
He was her mate.
He was hers.
Drakkal snarled. The sound’s vibrations pulsed into her body and sent her over the edge. That pressure inside her, that gathering storm, exploded with a bolt of lightning that pierced to her core and shattered her being into a thousand pieces.
Body tensing and spasming with blasts of utter rapture, Shay cried out. Her pussy greedily clamped down on Drakkal’s cock, throbbing as liquid heat flooded her.
He released a growl that became a muffled roar against her neck and, with one more merciless thrust, buried himself inside her, forcing his knot past her entrance.
A choked gasp escaped her, breaking up her moans, but that flash of pain was worth the pleasure that followed as his knot expanded.
Seed burst from Drakkal’s cock. He shuddered but didn’t ease his hold with either hands or teeth; somehow, he pressed only deeper.
He slapped his left hand against the wall beside her head, pinned her in place with his hips, and curled his fingers.
Their tips scraped the wall, but the sound was overpowered by a ragged growl as he came again.
The force of his seed flowing inside her pushed Shay’s climax to new heights. Powerful tremors tore through her.
She and Drakkal clung to one another as the strength of their passion ebbed, panting heavily, bodies quivering in the aftermath.
When he released his bite, a rush of sensation flooded the spot he’d marked.
She knew without looking that he’d broken the skin, but she didn’t care. She wanted to bear his mark.
With a tenderness belied by his size, strength, and the savagery of a few moments ago, Drakkal licked the spot he’d bitten, soothing away the pain.
Shay loosened her hold on his mane and opened her eyes to meet his gaze. An instant later, he bared his teeth, features contorting as his cock pulsed, and he released inside her once more. He ground his pelvis against her, and Shay moaned.
She brushed her hand down the side of his face. “I so missed this.”
“Me too, kiraia,” he purred and nuzzled her cheek.
She wrapped her arms around him, holding him close and brushing her face against him in turn.
As much as she missed her daughter, Shay and Drakkal had needed this time.
Though they were now parents, they were still mates, and their bond with one another was just as important as it had been before Leah—perhaps even more so.
It would take time to figure out what life was going to look like going forward, but these moments with Drakkal would always be part of it.