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I was drowning in lust. Krxare never just kissed me; he consumed me. He filled me with so much want and desire I didn’t know what to do. There was only one thing to do. I ground against the hard bar at the front of his pants and moaned into his mouth. His cock pressed hard against the leather between us and I bumped up against it with each movement of my hips.

Maybe it was his rut rubbing off on me, but I needed him. I needed him now.

“Please,” I whimpered. I wasn’t beyond begging now.

It felt as if every moment we’d been together had been foreplay for this, for now, for the rut. I was ready. So ready, I was dry humping him high up in the air.

Krxare’s tail wrapped around my leg, the flat, triangular tip teasing at my inner thigh. I still wore my leggings, but the soft material barely dampened the sensation as I felt the vibrations right through them.

I barely registered him landing high on a ledge near the top of a snowy peak. A few steps later, he threw me into the middle of a round bed. I landed with a gasp, but the bed was soft and the sheets were made of the luxurious satiny material they’d traded for earlier.

He looked at me and frowned. Rough hands gripped my leggings by the waist and tore them off, taking my underwear with them. Then, he did the same to the tunic. He looked down at me again, admiring his handiwork.

“There. Much better.” He licked his lips, his tongue darting past his sharp teeth.

His pants came off next. I’d caught glimpses of his cock erect before, but never this hard and this huge. I licked my lips. I wasn’t sure if I could take all of him, but I was willing to try. His cock was massive, with a thick, flared head. The shaft had vertical ribs that twisted around in a spiral. I’d noticed those spirals before, but now that he was rock-hard, they were extremely pronounced.

I reached for him, taking him into my hands to admire what a beautiful cock it was. There was a drop of precum at the tip beckoning to me. I licked it, and his delicious musky flavor exploded on my tongue. I loved it, just like everything else his body made me feel.

“Enough,” he growled. “Explore later. My need for you is too great.”

He pushed me back down onto the bed firmly with one giant clawed hand. Then, lifting me by the knees, he dragged me to the edge of the bed. before he was on me like a man starved. He started at my throat, lavishing it with nibbles and kisses.

My fingers danced over the mass of muscles covering his shoulders and slipped under his folded wings to his back. I loved the feel of him. I loved how every muscle moved and rippled.

He lowered his attention to my breasts. One hand cupped a breast, his claws digging possessively into my flesh, hard enough to sting but not enough to break the skin. The sensation, the bite of pain, added an extra layer to what he was doing with his mouth.

His talented tongue circled my nipple before pinching it, each side of the bifurcation moving on its own. I moaned and dragged my nails up his scalp until I reached the perfect handlebars that were his horns.

I wrapped my fingers around them as he hissed. I loved how he reacted to my touch. To think, I had all this control even though he was more than twice my mass. I gave his horns a tug like I was jerking them off, and his whole body stiffened, his claws tightening on my skin.

He lifted his head. Then, taking both my wrists into one of his massive hands, he held them to the mattress above my head.

“I need control,” he rasped. “I’m needy. Wild. I want you too much.”

With my hands pinned, he focused on my body again. This time with his tail. He started at my belly and worked his way down between my legs. I bucked my hips, urging him to move faster, every nerve ending eager for his touch.

I moaned and closed my eyes when he finally covered my clit with the flat tip.

“Open your eyes,” he demanded. “I want to watch you come for me.”

My eyes popped open and were met by his fiery orbs. They glowed with a preternatural flame, and I was instantly lost in their swirling depths. He released my wrists and dragged his claws lightly down my body. All the while, the tip of his tail rolled and vibrated against me.

With his eyes still on me, he lowered his head as his tail slid over the seam of my pussy. It parted my folds and thrust in, the tip rolling up to slide into me. I cried out and tossed my head back.

Then his mouth was there, replacing his tail on my clit. He licked me expertly, swirled around, and applied pressure on both sides with his forked tongue. My fingers tangled in the sheets, gripping them tightly as the pressure built.

Then, just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, his tail found a spot inside me that shook my entire world. I tossed my head from side to side as if trying to avoid the inevitable tumble down the cliff I was climbing. My whole body hummed with pleasure.

Then I was there, at the precipice. I cried out, sobbing his name into our nest.

Krxare repositioned me higher on the bed easily, lifting me as if I were as light as a feather. Then he was on me, surrounding me, as he replaced his tail with his cock.

Oh god! Even dripping with how wet he’d made me, he felt impossibly large. What had I done?

Chapter 17: Krxare

“Relax, little treasure.” I strained to maintain control, to go slow and let her get used to me.

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