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He looks like something out of a nightmare, but all I see is beauty.

Lips drawn back in a feral snarl, the sivot growls down at me, displaying enormous fangs. "My slippery cunt," the sivot declares. "My mate to pleasure."

"Yours," I whisper, and arch in surrender, trembling under the tips of his claws gently raking over my pebbled nipples.

He slides his hand lower, exploring my folds with gentle swipes of his fingertips. I gasp and writhe beneath his touch, my pussy still sensitive from Navik's hard use. He drops his face to my throat, bathing me in the heat of his breath as he inhales my scent.

Fangs scrape down the delicate flesh below my ear, scattering gooseflesh over my skin. His lips clamp down on my throat to suck and lick while he gently traces a claw around my hardened nub. I quiver under his gentle assault as his rough tongue caresses my skin, sending shivers rippling down my spine.

He explores lower, covering first one nipple with his beastly mouth and then the other. I go wild with need, my hips buck as he sucks and suckles my nipples, sending a fresh pool of wetness to my pussy.

Eyes blazing with desire, the sivot looms above me. His beastly form is monstrously huge, something I should shrink away from, not crave with a dark yearning. It should be taboo to want Navik's animalistic side to thrust inside of me with his bizarre, savage phallus. Yet here I am, rolling over and positioning my body so he can penetrate me from behind.

On all fours, I look back at him over my shoulder, watching with hungry anticipation as he guides his beastly cock to my entrance. The head is more flat than bulbous, making it harder for him to penetrate me. He glides the knobbed head through my wetness, and his thick shaft follows, parting my cheeks with languid strokes as he wets his shaft with my juices.

The sivot rumbles out reverent noises, rubbing his thick cock against my nether lips. I grind against him, circling my hips to encourage him to stop teasing and get to fucking.

I bite down on my lower lip as he presses into me. The sensation of him stretching me is overwhelming. For a brief second, when his clawed hands land on my hips and squeeze possessively, I'm fearful that it might be too much of a tease to have presented him with my backside. He is a beast, after all.

As soon as he yanks me back, impaling me on his monstrous cock, I forget all about any pain that might have happened. Every inch of me is alive with pleasure, and I gasp as my senses are overwhelmed by the intensity of it all.

His cock ignites a fire in me that has been waiting for this moment for what seems like eternity. We move together with an urgency and passion, reaching higher and higher as he pushes deeper until I am soaring toward ecstasy. My toes curl and my breath catches in my throat as our lovemaking intensifies, until finally we reach a climax so powerful that it leaves me trembling in his embrace.

My body shakes as he grasps my hips, slamming me down onto his veined length. My mind reels from the overwhelming sensation of him inside me. I groan in pleasure as his knot begins to swell, the vibrations of his weft tickling my ass as he stretches me to my limits and fills me until my toes curl in ecstasy.

"That's it, starfire." My body convulses around his, milking the seed from his pendulum sack hanging heavy between massive blue thighs. "Milk my knot of all its seed."

My eyes clamp down tight, my mouth hangs open in soundless cries of ecstasy. His knot keeps me tight on his cock. I'm afraid to move or be torn in half, but the pressure inside me is exhilarating, my body shaking with the intensity of a seamless orgasm.

After what seems like an eternity, his releases me from his knot and I collapse onto the mossy ground, spent and satisfied. The sivot scoops me up and cradles me against the breadth of his chest, rocking me as if I were the most precious thing in the world. I snuggle against him, breathing in his dark spicy scent.

"Even after we part, you will always be mine," he says softly. "Forever."

I don't have the strength to answer him, but inside my heart swells with warmth and contentment. I smile and close my eyes, happy to stay in his beastly arms.

I must have dosed off because the next thing I know, Navik is gently laying me on one of the overstuffed couches and pulling a blanket over my naked body. I stretch and smile up at him.

"Still hungry?"

"You know I am after what we just did." I stretch my legs and wince. My abdomen tightening with a slight pinch.

"What's wrong?" Navik's pristine white brows crease in worry.

“Nothing.” I stretch again but discount the odd sensation. “Just a little sore from all the action."

“You’re sure?”

“I’m sure.”

“Stay here and rest while I make the last meal of the day.”

“If you insist.” I stretch again, rolling to my side to watch as Navik disappears into the galley.

Time is slipping through my fingers. My conundrum resolved. My decision made. Now for the hard part: telling Navik how I feel and hoping he accepts me. Hoping he doesn’t reject me.

ChapterEleven

NAVIK

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