“Do it,” he growls, voice wrecked and breathless. “Come on my cock. Come while I’mdeepinside you—so deep you’ll feel me every time you move tomorrow.”
And that—that—shatters me.
Pleasure detonates through me like a solar flare, my orgasm ripping loose so violently that I scream, one hand flying down to clutch at his ass like I can keep him inside me, keep himtherewhile my cunt clenches and pulses andmilksevery inch of him.
Kaelion makes asound—half-snarl, half-moan—and his rhythm falters.
“You’re—fuck—you’re squeezing me so tight?—”
He thrusts twice more, hard and hungry, then goes still with a gasp against my throat.
I feel him come. Hot and deep. Pulse after pulse as his cock throbs inside me, flooding me until I swear I can feel it dripping back out around him.
We don’t move.
Not for long minutes.
My body’s still trembling beneath him, oversensitive and soaked, muscles twitching every time he breathes. And he does breathe—ragged, like he just survived something.
Like we both did.
Eventually, he lifts his head.
His eyes are glazed, golden, gorgeous.
“I think,” he murmurs, “I need to update my hypothesis.”
I huff out a dazed, blissed-out laugh. “Which one?”
“That we were capable of stopping after a single test.” His gaze drops to where we’re still joined. “We are not.”
I smile. “Guess we’ll need a long-term study.”
His hands tighten on my hips.
And Kaelion—sweet, brilliant, maddening Kaelion—smiles back.
“Yes,” he says. “Immediately.”
CHAPTER 19
KAELION
She requires sustained,dispersed touch for relief…and I am more than happy to provide that in these stolen midnight hours.
Lyn lies sprawled on top of me, my cock nestled inside her, claspers holding her open and keeping her close. She arches so I can reach her breasts, my lips closing around one nipple while my tendrils flick over the other. My hands roam across her back repeatedly, covering as much space as possible.
She curls slightly every so often, rocking into me, moaning softly. Her tongue darts out and grazes up my ear, breath harsh.
“How do you feel?” I rasp. “Any pain?”
She laughs softly. “I feel…amazing? I mean—to be honest, though, unrelated to the neurotech or anything like that, just…” she gasps mid-sentence when I move to find a new spot inside her.
“Just what?”
“Just you,” she sighs. “My fucking fine-ass supervisor fucking…ah…fucking the everloving fuck out of me.”
I groan against her skin, the rumble in my chest making her whimper.
