groaned.
“Is this sex, Zoe?” he whispered and couldn’t keep the
tremor from his tone.
Zoe lifted her head and smiled at him. She looked
pleased, she smelled very strongly of desire. “Part of it.” There was a change in her tone. More throaty. Doss
wanted to pounce on her.
Ah yes, he
would be on top of her, she was right.
When Zoe lifted her leg across his middle Doss
immediately put his hands on her waist. He rubbed her tight ass as she rose
over him. A delicious aroma was coming from her opening where her female mound
was. Doss thought he would go wild when his cock tasted her. His long hardness
was secreting juices as she slid him inside of her. Fluids met and mixed. Doss
knew her, he knew her body and she was his.
Doss had seen other females who were marked, but that
was long ago. Zoe would wear his tattoo across her shoulder blade. That meant
she would need to be under him. But not yet. Right now
he just lay back and enjoyed the rhythm of her hips as she rode him. Her hands
were planted firmly on his glistening chest. Her breath came out in quick tiny
puffs.
“Doss, you feel amazing.” She gasped and moaned the
words as she moved faster.
Not all of him entered her. She was being cautious,
but his cock was slick with need and she was aroused and ready. Her heady scent
of wanting him made his heart hammer. She
wanted him. Doss needed more. Zoe
squealed when he flipped her under him. His hips plowed against her making her
scream when every inch of him found its mark. Doss remembered to keep his
weight from her. He not only wasn’t to crush her , he
couldn’t have. Though his shield was down it was working furiously on his
insides to regulate what she could carry.
His must was high and if not for his shield, she could
have been hurt. Now Doss understood why his Castian half would give a child of his a shield. If Zoe were impregnated with his babe,
her musky scent would put her in danger. Doss shrugged off the Tonan selfish half immediately that suggested for a few days
he would be vulnerable if a babe were conceived. It meant giving an actual
piece of his shield that would need to regenerate. From deep inside, Doss knew
a Tonan could stop his armor from filling his cock
with a piece of shield if he chose. Doss wasn’t certain if his body could do
the same thing or if he was more prone to a Castian’s way of mating. It was his desire to mate. Part of mating was to give her his
protection always. Even from himself . He felt his
shield physically lift his arms and legs higher from within and force his
forearms and knees to hold more of his weight.
She feels so
incredible.
Zoe wrapped her legs around his waist and clung tight.
She cried out and Doss felt the most amazing secretion absorbed into his cock.
Waves of desire rushed through her into him. He had done that to her. She
flowed like warm flavored water invading every ounce of his entire being. Doss
was moving harder and faster. His hand gripped her behind holding her in place.
He felt her tire beneath him. She was supposed to. A warrior had great stamina
to wear out his opponent. Zoe wasn’t his opponent, but he needed her completely
exhausted and relaxed for his bite. She wasn’t to move when he marked her.
Doss felt his seed begin to move up into his cock,
expanding him further. His other hand tangled in her hair. Zoe was groaning and
gasping, struggling. Doss scented her emotion. She was afraid. He heard her say
something about the size of the Castian prisoners who
weren’t allowed to bite their victim. Zoe had heard their screams of agony. She
tensed beneath him; her wild eyes looked up at him imploringly. The thought
made Doss furious. Deeper hate of Castians raged.
They had frightened his female to
their sex.
As Doss grew larger he thrust slower. “I’m going to
turn you around, don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you, Zoe. I will be very
gentle.”
Remaining buried within her Doss turned her onto her
belly and pulled her hips up, he
“Is this sex, Zoe?” he whispered and couldn’t keep the
tremor from his tone.
Zoe lifted her head and smiled at him. She looked
pleased, she smelled very strongly of desire. “Part of it.” There was a change in her tone. More throaty. Doss
wanted to pounce on her.
Ah yes, he
would be on top of her, she was right.
When Zoe lifted her leg across his middle Doss
immediately put his hands on her waist. He rubbed her tight ass as she rose
over him. A delicious aroma was coming from her opening where her female mound
was. Doss thought he would go wild when his cock tasted her. His long hardness
was secreting juices as she slid him inside of her. Fluids met and mixed. Doss
knew her, he knew her body and she was his.
Doss had seen other females who were marked, but that
was long ago. Zoe would wear his tattoo across her shoulder blade. That meant
she would need to be under him. But not yet. Right now
he just lay back and enjoyed the rhythm of her hips as she rode him. Her hands
were planted firmly on his glistening chest. Her breath came out in quick tiny
puffs.
“Doss, you feel amazing.” She gasped and moaned the
words as she moved faster.
Not all of him entered her. She was being cautious,
but his cock was slick with need and she was aroused and ready. Her heady scent
of wanting him made his heart hammer. She
wanted him. Doss needed more. Zoe
squealed when he flipped her under him. His hips plowed against her making her
scream when every inch of him found its mark. Doss remembered to keep his
weight from her. He not only wasn’t to crush her , he
couldn’t have. Though his shield was down it was working furiously on his
insides to regulate what she could carry.
His must was high and if not for his shield, she could
have been hurt. Now Doss understood why his Castian half would give a child of his a shield. If Zoe were impregnated with his babe,
her musky scent would put her in danger. Doss shrugged off the Tonan selfish half immediately that suggested for a few days
he would be vulnerable if a babe were conceived. It meant giving an actual
piece of his shield that would need to regenerate. From deep inside, Doss knew
a Tonan could stop his armor from filling his cock
with a piece of shield if he chose. Doss wasn’t certain if his body could do
the same thing or if he was more prone to a Castian’s way of mating. It was his desire to mate. Part of mating was to give her his
protection always. Even from himself . He felt his
shield physically lift his arms and legs higher from within and force his
forearms and knees to hold more of his weight.
She feels so
incredible.
Zoe wrapped her legs around his waist and clung tight.
She cried out and Doss felt the most amazing secretion absorbed into his cock.
Waves of desire rushed through her into him. He had done that to her. She
flowed like warm flavored water invading every ounce of his entire being. Doss
was moving harder and faster. His hand gripped her behind holding her in place.
He felt her tire beneath him. She was supposed to. A warrior had great stamina
to wear out his opponent. Zoe wasn’t his opponent, but he needed her completely
exhausted and relaxed for his bite. She wasn’t to move when he marked her.
Doss felt his seed begin to move up into his cock,
expanding him further. His other hand tangled in her hair. Zoe was groaning and
gasping, struggling. Doss scented her emotion. She was afraid. He heard her say
something about the size of the Castian prisoners who
weren’t allowed to bite their victim. Zoe had heard their screams of agony. She
tensed beneath him; her wild eyes looked up at him imploringly. The thought
made Doss furious. Deeper hate of Castians raged.
They had frightened his female to
their sex.
As Doss grew larger he thrust slower. “I’m going to
turn you around, don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you, Zoe. I will be very
gentle.”
Remaining buried within her Doss turned her onto her
belly and pulled her hips up, he
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