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“I love you so much, my mate, my Aurora,” he whispers against my sex.
I cling to him, knowing that he is everything to me, that he is life itself as I am to him. “Zalith, my love,” I moan. “My everything.”
“Mmm,” he moans, and I can feel its reverberation.
Quickly he pulls away and then he is shedding his tunic and unlacing his pants and pulling me onto him. I sink onto his lower cock, the other rubbing against my pubis, teasing my clit. I look down upon it and just the sight of it makes me want to explode.
He holds my ass, lifting me up and down as I match his rhythm, dragging him across my walls, feeling those barbs that I am now so attached to. I tilt my head back, my hair spilling down my back, and in an instant his mouth is at my neck—kissing, nipping, licking.
“Tell me again,” he says.
“You are my everything,” I say. “Myeverything.”
“Gods, Aurora, you will never know what you do to me.”
He teases my nipples through his fingers and I reach down and rub his upper cock. “Oh, that’s so good,” he says.
I smile, thinking about how he is mine forever, which means that these magnificent members are too. There are still so many things to learn and experience, I am certain of it. He is my mate; we are one now—together until the end.
“I know what is even better,” I say.
He looks at me and smiles, his face the very picture of love and carnality. He rises from his knees, holding me with him still inside me, and places me in the middle of the bed. He thrusts gently, his eyes still on mine, and I am overwhelmed with love for him.
When he kisses me, I know that we are moving forward into an even deeper connection. That we are meant to be together, despite our difference in species and anatomy—maybe even because of them. Because somehow we fit perfectly together in all ways, mind, body, and spirit.
He pulls out of me, and for a moment I am bereft, but I know that it is only so that I can receive him more fully. I turn over and gasp when he spreads my cheeks, surprised when presses himself into my backside, but enjoying the sensation of him there.
Slowly, he penetrates me, his cock, stroking places I never knew could feel so much pleasure. I’m moaning beneath him, and then he is pressing into my sex and I am full, so full of the man that I love.
He makes love to me gently, showering me with words of love and appreciation, and all I can do is lie there and take it, knowing that he means every word that lands upon my ears.
Because we are meant for each other, and with every thrust, every word, every flick of his beautiful tongue I am reminded of that. “I love you,” he says, over and over as the pressure builds in my pelvis and I know I am about to come apart with the pleasure that is bound to erupt.
“Zalith!” I cry as ecstasy racks my body.
“Rory,” he grunts as his body helps guide me through wave after wave of it. “I want to make you mine.”
“I am yours,” I pant, barely clinging to consciousness. He feels so good that I can think of little else.
“I want to mark you as mine.” He drives up into me, making my eyes roll back in my head.
“Do it,” I pant.
“Rory-” He lifts my head to look at him. “I want to impregnate you. I had the healer release my eggs so that I could pump you full tonight, so that you could take me deep and know it will never come back out.”
I blink, trying to process what he’s saying. I knew that human woman can carry naga babies, but he’s going to pump eggs in me?
Why does that wildly turn me on?
“Do it,” I gasp again, grinding my clit against him. “I told you I wanted that. I want to carry your child, to be swollen with everything your cock pumps into me.” I feel his thick erections pulse with the need. “Give it to me, Zalith.”
Lust colors his expression and his hands on my body tighten. He drives hard into me, slamming up over and over. I cling to him, my body still in its throes of pleasure as Zalith roars. His hips slam into mine as he buries himself as deep as he will go and then I feel it.
Intense pressure builds in my abdomen as my stomach swells to take what he is giving me. It’s hot, and I can feel it pressing against me from the inside.
It’s not what I expected, but it’s…pleasurable. I like the way it rubs against me inside, even as Zalith gives a few more shallow thrusts that make the pressure build.
“I feel so full,” I whimper, and he groans out loud.
