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She blinked at the enormity of his offer. “You’d give me all that?”
“Everything,” he said. “I will give you all that I am and demand all that you are.”
She closed her eyes.I really am tired of struggling and resisting.Opening them, Louella nodded and said, “All right. I’ll be your mate.”
Eyes narrowed in a fierce expression she could not decipher, Jax reared back then struck. Louella screamed as his fangs sank into her flesh above the collarbone and parallel over the crest of her shoulder. Jax’s jaws worked as he injected his venom into her body and swallowed her blood. She screamed again as the sharp fangs pulled free. His long tongue lapped at the bleeding wounds even as a strange heat began to race through her blood vessels. Her libido sizzled, stiffening her nipples to hard peaks and sending a gush of moisture from her core to slick her inner thighs.
Louella did not notice the drying cloth sliding off her body to the floor. She hardly noticed when Jax scooped her off her feet and carried her to the bed. He continued to nuzzle and kiss her neck, moving down to curl his tongue around her dark brown nipples. She cried out, the wordless sound different in tenor and purpose than her previous outburst, as he probed between her legs with a thick finger. Her chest heaved as she panted and watched him bring his slick-coated finger to his mouth and taste her essence.
“Mine,” he growled, the syllable guttural.
No longer noticing the claiming bite which had already ceased bleeding, Louella snaked a hand down his abdomen to grasp the weeping tip of his—Oh my God, that’s enormous!—cock. She swiped her thumb over the bulbous tip and brought it to her own mouth, echoing his gesture and tasting him. Salty. Sweet. Tangy.Wild.
Her arousal spiked and she undulated beneath the cage of his body, legs spreading to accommodate him. She whined, needing to be filled, needing to be possessed, needinghim.
“Say it,” he urged as his back bowed again, his hips angling to notch the dripping tip of his cock at the entrance of her body. “Say you accept me, that you are my mate.”
“Yes,” she moaned, squirming to impale herself upon him, but he avoided her efforts.
“Say you are mine!”
“I’m yours!” she wailed. “Damn it, Jax, just fuck me! I need you!”
He pressed forward, sinking the tip of his primary cock into her body. His lips peeled back to reveal a serrated smile that held nothing of humor in it. He gathered her hands and raised them above her head, anchoring both wrists in one big paw. “You aremy mate!”
“Yes!” she cried out, the word ending on a high-pitched hiss as she felt another tip probe her anus. “Jax!” she cried out his name again as he drove his hips forward and surged into her body, filling both holes. His tail squeezed beneath the small of her back and wound around her waist to hold her hips against his.
Thus impaled on his primary and secondary cocks and bound in place by the gentle but unrelenting strength of his hand, she could do nothing more than gasp and grunt and moan when he did not thrust in and out of her body as she expected. Instead, his cocks began to vibrate within her, better and more effective than any toy. The oily lubrication oozing from his lesser cock stimulated a libidinous warmth that made her squirm and squeal as he drove her to her first screaming orgasm. While he held her locked on his body, he used his teeth, lips, tongue, and tail to stimulate every other inch of skin he could reach, bearing his weight on his free arm so as not to crush her beneath his much larger size and heavier weight.
The first orgasm rolled into a second. The vibration within her eased to give her a moment’s respite before thrumming anew and more strongly to propel her into another and then another and another. When Louella was a limp, sweaty mess unable to do more than sigh, Yas’kihn finally exploded within her with a series of hisses and grunts.
“Mine,” he whispered into her sweaty hair as he withdrew from her body and settled beside her. He curled his body around hers in an unspoken vow of protection and possession.
“Yours,” she replied in a nearly inaudible sigh as her eyes drifted shut and his seed leaked from her empty holes.
A few hours later, the pain started. Fever accompanied it. Attuned to her, Yas’kihn arose and summoned the supplies he needed to tend to his mate’s comfort as she began the messy and excruciating transition from human to hybrid. Over the next few days as he administered industrial strength painkillers to ease the transition and kept her clean, he gave thanks to Durja that she retained her warm, earthy coloring.
When she opened her unseeing eyes, their new golden hue of polished metal contrasted with the rich brown of her skin. He mourned the loss of her body hair, having found the mammalian attribute a fascinating contrast to his own hairless, scaled hide. However, he understood that her new skin, though smooth and silky to the touch, was tough, a better shield against the harsh elements of Ahn’hudin.
He summoned a collar and leash of the finest golden ribbon with which to adorn her and anticipated showing off his new mate. None would doubt this exquisite female was his; none would dare challenge him for the bounty of her body. He wondered if he ought to allow her clothing at all, even in the privacy of their own home. No, he decided, he enjoyed looking at her too much. All that soft, sweet, luscious beauty was his.His!
Yas’kihn’s mouth watered as he anticipated fucking his mate. As soon as she awakened and had been fed—for he fully intended to ensure she ate properly—he was going to allow himself to succumb to the rut. His beautiful Louella would need her strength to endure and enjoy the next several days while the combined heat of their natural compulsion to mate took over and ensured impregnation. The continuation of his species depended upon it.
When Louella awoke, she felt the smooth dry sheets beneath her sensitive body. She moaned. Both her rumbling stomach and empty vagina demanded to be filled. She felt the slickness of arousal coating her thighs and trickling down her folds to lubricate her anus.
“How do you feel, pretty spark?” Jax asked as he smoothed a palm over her scalp.
“Hungry,” she murmured and rubbed her eyes. “How long was I asleep?”
“Long enough,” he replied as he slid his hands underneath her. “I have ordered a meal for us.”
“I can walk,” she protested, although the weakness of her limbs puzzled her. She looked down at her thighs and blinked several times, trying to understand the difference between what she saw and what she expected to see. “Jax, what happened? Am I seeing things?”
He heard fear in the thin tenor of her voice. “Your body has … adapted.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Adapted? How? Why didn’t anyone tell me of this?”
“You were to have been informed of this before arriving at the human embassy,” he replied, wondering if he needed to speak again to Horas and Sarus’ mate, Evangeline, to discover what else the brides had not been told. The perfidy of the human government rivaled the perilous scheming of Ahn’hudi’s own royal court.
