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Draven’s icy blue eyes widened in surprise and delight at my dominance. “Elara, I’m going to come for you again,” he panted. “You feel incredible wrapped around me.”
Pride and satisfaction washed through me at his words. I rode him relentlessly, our gazes locked together, his thick cock hitting my cervix with each downstroke. My name tumbled from his lips like a prayer as I felt his climax approaching on the horizon.
Just before his control broke, Draven pulled his hands from mine with preternatural speed and strength. One hand wrapped around my waist, lifting me effortlessly off his pulsing rod.
The other gripped his slick shaft, angling it at my breasts and exposed throat as I knelt above him. His face contorted into a grimace of ecstasy tinged with agony and his cock erupted.
I cried out as his hot seed splashed over my sensitive skin in long spurts. Our mouths met in a savage kiss as he emptied himself, swallowing each other’s moans of release.
As our lips parted, gasping, I glanced down to see Draven still half-hard, our combined spend dripping from his length. I smirked wickedly at him, desire already rebuilding. He returned my heated look.
“Ready for more, my love?” I purred.
“You’re insatiable this morning. I should have claimed you much sooner,” Draven chuckled.
“Mmm, yes you should have,” I agreed, rolling onto my back and spreading my toned thighs invitingly. “Now, take me as only my mate can.”
Needing no further encouragement, Draven moved over me with predatory grace and ease. His large hands gripped my firm ass almost painfully, fingertips digging into the soft flesh.
He ground his rapidly rehardening cock between my slick folds. “Who is your mate?” he rasped, accentuating each word with a sharp slap to my backside that sent lightning arcing through my core.
“You are,” I gasped.
“Who?” Another stinging slap.
“Draven!” My breaths came in pants. “Draven is my mate!”
At my words, Draven drove himself to the hilt inside my soaked channel with a single powerful thrust. I cried out at the intoxicating mix of pleasure and pain as he took me.
Draven braced himself above me, the thick muscles of his arms corded from the effort of holding back. He pounded into me relentlessly, going deeper than I imagined possible. I wrapped my legs around his pistoning hips for leverage, meeting his savage pace.
As he claimed me, his mouth found my ear, his hot breath raising goosebumps across my sensitized skin. I heard his every primal grunt and groan in vivid detail, ratcheting up my own pleasure.
“Let me hear you, Elara,” he commanded in a gravelly voice. “Let everyone know who you belong to.”
My back arched off the bed at his words. “Draven! Oh god, you’re so deep. Don’t stop!” I cried out shamelessly.
“Good girl,” he growled directly into my ear in approval.
That small praise sent me careening over the edge almost violently. My inner muscles clamped down on him like a vise as I wailed my climax.
Lost in ecstasy, I was only vaguely aware of Draven’s deep laughter and the painful slap of his pelvis against my sensitized flesh as he pounded through my spasming grip, drawing out my peak.
As I slowly floated back down, I heard his breaths growing ragged with effort. It was clear he struggled to hold back his own release. I kissed his sweat-sheened chest, tasting the salt on my tongue.
“Come inside me, Draven,” I pleaded breathily. “I need to feel you fill me up.”
With a roar that seemed to shake the very foundations of the room, Draven’s iron control shattered. His powerful body went taut as his cock swelled and erupted deep in my core, bathing my womb in his seed.
I gasped and clung to him like a lifeline as he emptied himself. Our bodies fused together perfectly, his claiming of me complete.
When the last tremors passed, Draven rolled to the side, pulling me along to nestle atop his chest. His heart thundered under my ear as we caught our breath together. Our eyes met and held, speaking without words.
I was the one to break the peaceful silence first. “So, about that celebratory dinner...”
DRAVEN
The sleek hovercar cruised through the air. I had one hand lazily on the wheel as I steered us higher, the other resting on the soft skin of Elara’s inner thigh. She sat gazing dreamily out the window as we ascended the towering metro wall, headed for the exclusive restaurant at its pinnacle.
