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“Kef me,” he whispers, and presses his cock up against my backside. “You’re sure—“
“Positive.”
The sound Jrrru makes is half-groan, half-purr. He rubs his cock against my backside again, and when I bend over and push my ass out further, he takes the hint. He murmurs my name under his breath, and then slots his cock against the entrance to my body. With a quick push, he breaches my channel. I suck in a breath at the sensation, because it’s been a long time and I’d forgotten how good this can feel.
He stills over me. “Too much?”
I shake my head quickly. “Perfect. You’re perfect. Keep going.”
To prove I mean it, I bend over a bit more, and he clasps my hips in his hands, sinking deeper. When he’s to the hilt—and I feel stuffed impossibly full—he mutters something about my scent and how amazing it is, and then begins to slowly pound into me. His rhythm is strong and steady and absolutely unhurried. Each thrust makes me bounce, the slap of our bodies coming together feeling far better than it should. I just came, I remind myself. There’s no need to come again. This is for him.
This is…
Holy shit, this is really good.
I don’t know if it’s the angle, or the fact that Jrrru is taking his sweet time with me, or that his cock is big and thick and hits in all the right places. All I know is that the longer I hold on to the bedpost, the more the heat and pleasure unfolds in my belly, leading to something that feels suspiciously like another orgasm, but deeper.
I make a choked noise and start backing up against him, increasing the slap of our bodies coming together. “Don’t stop,” I pant. “Oh god, please don’t stop.”
“You going to come again, lovely?” His hips snap into mine harder, faster. “You going to come with my cock inside you?”
I whimper, because I absolutely am. I stand on my tiptoes, arching, as if that will somehow bring me closer to release.
“Come for me,” he growls, and it’s sexy and makes me clench, but I am absolutely not coming on demand. No one does. I open my mouth to tell him this—and his hand slips between my thighs, brushing my clit.
I make the most choked, incoherent sound ever, and then I’m coming hard, squeezing around his cock as my entire body tightens. Jrrru gives a very savage-sounding snarl as he pounds into me, his strokes losing their rhythm and turning into something wild. I can tell when he comes, because he fucks me even harder and his big body shudders behind mine. When he pumps into me again, his movement is leisurely and our joined bodies are so wet that fluid starts to drip down my thighs, tickling my skin.
Jrrru gives a contented groan, stroking into me again, as if he’s fascinated by the slick sounds our bodies make together. “Perfection,” he pants. “Sheer perfection, my lovely Tabitha.”
I moan some sort of agreement, boneless. When he pulls out of me, my legs turn into noodles and I sag against the bed. He chuckles as if this is cute and lifts me up into his arms, nuzzling at the side of my neck. “I told you that you were my mate, right?”
“You might have mentioned it,” I say, dazed.
He chuckles. “You’re stuck with me now, I’m afraid. After that, there’s no way you’re leaving my sight again.” And he presses kisses on my neck.
I smile in his embrace. I should tell him that he’s being bossy. That I never agreed to be his mate and he needs to ask first. But Jrrru is a cuddler after sex and it feels so good and so right that I decide I’ll let it slide for today.
I mean, he is my mate. But I want to give him a hard time about it first.
Epilogue
TABITHA
Two Weeks Later
“Oh, kef,” Jrrru growls, his hand in my hair as I bob my head over his cock, sucking on his length. “Oh, kef, your mouth. I told you that you were my mate, right? Because you’re absolutely my mate, Tabitha. You’re incredible, lovely. Oh keffffff.”
He practically howls when he comes into my mouth, flooding it with his seed. I pull back, feeling smug that I’ve made him come so hard. Each time I blow him, he acts as surprised and thrilled as if it’s the first time, and I have to admit, I love doing it just for that reaction. Praxiian seed isn’t as terrible tasting as human jizz, so I don’t mind licking him while he pants and tries to recover.
“Watch your head,” Jrrru tells me, his fingers carding through my hair. “You’re going to hit the steering column.”
I tease my tongue over the vein on the underside of his cock. “You should have thought about that before you dared me to blow you in the air-sled.”
