Page 15 of Mated to the Amarok


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“Are you sure about this?” he asked, his voice husky.

I nodded, my heart racing. “I’ve never been more sure about anything in my life.”

With that, Zunnik leaned in for another kiss, his lips hungry and demanding. We tumbled back onto the furs, our bodies entwined as we explored each other. The intoxicating heat radiated from his body, and I craved more of his touch. His hands roamed my body, exploring every curve and contour, sending shivers down my spine.

My fingers traced the lines of his chest, following the ridges and valleys of his muscles. His soft skin held a stark contrast to the hard planes of his body. I could feel his heart pounding beneath my touch, echoing the rapid beat of my own.

Zunnik’s lips trailed a path of kisses down my neck, and I arched my back, reveling in the sensation. His hands continued their exploration, cupping my breasts and teasing my nipples into hardened peaks. I gasped as he took one between his lips, sucking before moving on to the other.

My hands grew bolder, wandering lower to trace the outline of his waistband. I could feel the heat emanating from his groin, and my curiosity grew. Zunnik must have sensed my intentions, as he shifted his weight, allowing me better access.

I hesitated for only a moment before slipping my hand inside his pants. My fingers brushed against the soft skin of his thighs before encountering his hardness. I wrapped my hand around him, marveling at the thick, velvety texture. Zunnik groaned, his hips flexing into my touch.

Encouraged by his reaction, I stroked him, reveling in the way he filled my hand. I wanted to feel his long thick member inside me.

Zunnik’s lips trace a path down my abdomen, his warm breath sending shivers through me. His hands continued their exploration, tracing patterns on my skin as he made his way lower still. My breath caught in my throat as I felt his fingers brush against my sensitive folds.

“Zunnik,” I gasped, arching my hips into his touch. He smiled against my skin, the dim light reflecting in his eyes.

“Do you like that, Claudia?” he asked, his voice a husky murmur.

“Yes... please,” I replied, my voice trembling slightly. Zunnik chuckled, the sound vibrating against my skin. He spread my lips with his fingers, exposing my sensitive flesh.

Without warning, he took a long lick from my entrance to my clit, eliciting a strangled moan from deep within me. His tongue teased and traced its way over my most sensitive spots, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. I writhed beneath him, unable to control the building desire within me.

As Zunnik continued his slow, deliberate exploration, his other hand moved up to cup my breast, teasing a hardened nipple between his fingers. I almost couldn't bear the dual sensations. I squirmed under his touch, desperately needing release.

He sensed my urgency, for he moved his hand back to my aching core. His fingers teased my entrance, spreading the wetness that coated my skin. Without further preamble, he thrust one finger inside me, filling me slowly.

I gasped at the unexpected intrusion, my body tensing in response. Zunnik pressed his advantage, pushing another finger in deeper. I moaned, my body beginning to adjust to the sensation. He moved his fingers in a slow rhythm, setting a pace that matched the beat of my heart.

As my body grew accustomed to his touch, Zunnik withdrew his fingers, replacing them with his tongue. He licked me clean, tasting every inch of my femininity. I arched my hips into his face, unable to contain the pleasure coursing through me.

With a final, long lick, Zunnik pulled away and positioned himself at my entrance. He pushed gently, claiming my body as his own. I cried out, feeling him fill me completely. We aligned, and each movement sent waves of pleasure through both of us.

I gasped, my body arching off the ground as he filled me. The overwhelming sensation gave me a mix of pain and pleasure that left me breathless. Zunnik’s eyes locked onto mine, his expression a mix of awe and desperation.

“Claudia,” he whispered, his voice hoarse. “You feel so...so good.”

His hips began to move, a slow, steady rhythm that sent shivers down my spine. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer, and he responded by increasing his pace.

Our bodies moved in perfect harmony, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through me. I could feel Zunnik’s breath hot against my neck, his heart pounding against my chest. We lost ourselves in the moment, our bodies moving as one.

As we continued to move together, the tension built within me. I hovered close, and the same desperation struck in Zunnik’s eyes. With a deep breath, I let go, my body shaking with pleasure as I climaxed.

Zunnik followed, his hips bucking as he filled me with his seed. We lay there, panting and sweaty, our bodies entwined as we caught our breath.

As we lay there, basking in the afterglow of our passion, I couldn’t help but wonder what the future held for us. We were from two different worlds, two different species, but at that moment, it didn’t matter. All that mattered was the connection we shared.

And as I looked into Zunnik’s eyes, I fought for that connection, to break down the barriers that stood between us, and to build a life together. No matter what challenges lay ahead, I found something special in Zunnik, something that I couldn’t live without.

And with that thought, I drifted off to sleep, my body still tingling from the passion that just consumed us. As I slept, I embarked on a journey that would change my life forever, a journey that would lead me to discover things about myself and the world around me I could never have imagined.

And as I slept, I was ready for whatever challenges lay ahead, as long as Zunnik stuck by my side. For in his arms, I found a love that was unlike anything I ever experienced before, a love that was both powerful and enduring, a love that would last a lifetime.

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Zunnik

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