Page 58 of Volik

“What is wrong?” My voice is strained.

“I—” She drops her gaze between us, swallows, then lifts it back to mine. “I’ve never…”

Satisfaction pulls my lips back in a primal snarl.

She’s never.

My mate has never.

“And you’re…” Her breath is coming out in pants. “Volik—” She looks back down between us. At me. “It’s so big.”

Gravito swells around us. The bed frame groans. And our bodies vibrate everywhere they touch.

And they are touching there.

“I was big. Then you made me bigger.”

I notch the tip of my cock at her entrance as she stares up at me with wide eyes.

“You can take me.” I press forward, and her pussy clenches. “Relax.” I inhale and force my chest to fill with a purr. “I was made to fit you.”

She starts to relax her muscles.

“You are my destiny. Our hearts already beat as one.” Keeping myself braced over her, I press one hand to her chest, over her heart, feeling how alive she is.

And holding her down.

“And one we will be.” I tilt my hips, and her pussy stretches around the head of my cock.

My body is trembling. I am trying to control myself.

Trying to let her adjust.

Her exhales are rough.

Her hands are shaking. But she keeps her palm over my heart as she moves her other hand and grips my forearm.

Not pushing me away. Holding me there. As I hold her down.

“Nix—”

“More. Now, Volik,” she pleads. “I need more.”

With my mate clinging to me, with her gaze on mine, I push deeper.

I fill her, fuller.

Tears roll down her cheeks, scorching the air as unbelievable heat surrounds my cock.

I sink farther and farther into my mate.

The room goes gray.

Her heartbeat gets more violent under my hand.

My heart thuds painfully in my chest.

I push deeper.