to shiver from the cool kiss of air against my warm vulnerable skin. Why in the hell wasn't he sucking on my nipple?
His rough palm moved.
Bless, Flonn. He used those large palms to rub glorious friction from my nipples. Then he withdrew far enough to gaze down as his hands slid down to the patch of pale hair marking my sex and shot me a wicked grin. There, in the hairs, down in those little coils he so obviously loved to touch, his fingertips lingered.
Tickling. Making my sex weep for him. Gods, I couldn't stop squirming. “Flonn!"
"You are my woman,” he said.
Yes. Yes. “Yes. Just finish what you started!” Before I lose my freaking mind.
He squirreled away the waist of his pants producing something seriously large and firm that tried to wedge up between the non-existent space between our bodies below our navels.
Well, maybe it could pry through there. But come on. That's not where I really wanted the damned thing. “Flonn!” I growled.
He leaned over, buried my scowl beneath his hot damp mouth, and grabbed my ass to support my weight as he lifted my body just enough to wedge a firmness into my sex's mouth.
Yes. Yes. I tried to wriggle in his grasp. To worm that handy tool inside me. Not an easy task. But I managed to squirm until the most amazing thickness penetrated the opening of my aching channel.
Flonn withdrew his mouth again to gaze down at the source of delicious pressure.
That sensation I focused on rotating my hips to engulf. I chanced my own glance but could see nothing given his body supported my weight.
He met my gaze and sighed.
Intent. Determined. Resolute?
Everything in my lower belly ached for him to plow home.
Maybe this angle wasn't working for him. “Flonn, I want it now.” I tried to grind my hips but found there wasn't much to grind them against because he was balls’ deep and I couldn't move. I groaned in disgust. “Please!"
"Tell me what you want, Theone. Tell me how much you want me. A warrior's place is in pleasing his woman."
Nice motto. I leaned my gaze forward to ensure he didn't misinterpret my glare. “I want your cock so deep inside me that we'll need help removing it. Now, Romeo!"
He smiled slightly, tilted his hips back withdrawing to the bitter soft head, and thrust the widest cock I'd ever had inside me to the hilt. “Forget this other lover named Romeo. I am all you need now."
Holy shit! No fucking lie. All I could do was lean back and enjoy the fireworks. Because that's all I could see in the thick of the storm building inside me. I clawed my fingers into the meat of his shoulders and loosened the grip my legs held around his waist. Just so he could fuck me harder and faster and continue building that mind-numbing pressure inside me.
The wet sounds of his pumping and the slap of his skin against mine faded with my rising howls. But who cared when something as magnificent as this male just claimed you by right and by ramming his big-ass cock into your brain?
And I was coming .
My body quivered around him.
Oh. Gods. I could barely hold still with the trembling shaking my soul.
It must have been the same for him. He ground his forehead into the wall behind my collarbone, groaning, thrusting, and suddenly halted.
His hardness jerked inside me.
Heat bathed my womb.
And he and I moaned together in some delicious sound of triumph.
More pumping. So much more. I clenched my inner muscles and rocked my hips.
He groaned into my ear and managed to get back with the program, plowing home, milking his molten seed inside me. And I claimed every drop as my own as our abated desire died with his weakening thrusts.
The man's shoulders were huge. So enormous I could barely cling to the sweaty steel of his body when he leaned against me sucking in deep breaths.
"That was incredible,” I managed to blurt and stared at the stone walls surrounding me in the plain empty room.
Uh-oh. I just had sex with a !Dakos cyborg. Satan's warrior. A murdering bastard. Shit.
His rough palm moved.
Bless, Flonn. He used those large palms to rub glorious friction from my nipples. Then he withdrew far enough to gaze down as his hands slid down to the patch of pale hair marking my sex and shot me a wicked grin. There, in the hairs, down in those little coils he so obviously loved to touch, his fingertips lingered.
Tickling. Making my sex weep for him. Gods, I couldn't stop squirming. “Flonn!"
"You are my woman,” he said.
Yes. Yes. “Yes. Just finish what you started!” Before I lose my freaking mind.
He squirreled away the waist of his pants producing something seriously large and firm that tried to wedge up between the non-existent space between our bodies below our navels.
Well, maybe it could pry through there. But come on. That's not where I really wanted the damned thing. “Flonn!” I growled.
He leaned over, buried my scowl beneath his hot damp mouth, and grabbed my ass to support my weight as he lifted my body just enough to wedge a firmness into my sex's mouth.
Yes. Yes. I tried to wriggle in his grasp. To worm that handy tool inside me. Not an easy task. But I managed to squirm until the most amazing thickness penetrated the opening of my aching channel.
Flonn withdrew his mouth again to gaze down at the source of delicious pressure.
That sensation I focused on rotating my hips to engulf. I chanced my own glance but could see nothing given his body supported my weight.
He met my gaze and sighed.
Intent. Determined. Resolute?
Everything in my lower belly ached for him to plow home.
Maybe this angle wasn't working for him. “Flonn, I want it now.” I tried to grind my hips but found there wasn't much to grind them against because he was balls’ deep and I couldn't move. I groaned in disgust. “Please!"
"Tell me what you want, Theone. Tell me how much you want me. A warrior's place is in pleasing his woman."
Nice motto. I leaned my gaze forward to ensure he didn't misinterpret my glare. “I want your cock so deep inside me that we'll need help removing it. Now, Romeo!"
He smiled slightly, tilted his hips back withdrawing to the bitter soft head, and thrust the widest cock I'd ever had inside me to the hilt. “Forget this other lover named Romeo. I am all you need now."
Holy shit! No fucking lie. All I could do was lean back and enjoy the fireworks. Because that's all I could see in the thick of the storm building inside me. I clawed my fingers into the meat of his shoulders and loosened the grip my legs held around his waist. Just so he could fuck me harder and faster and continue building that mind-numbing pressure inside me.
The wet sounds of his pumping and the slap of his skin against mine faded with my rising howls. But who cared when something as magnificent as this male just claimed you by right and by ramming his big-ass cock into your brain?
And I was coming .
My body quivered around him.
Oh. Gods. I could barely hold still with the trembling shaking my soul.
It must have been the same for him. He ground his forehead into the wall behind my collarbone, groaning, thrusting, and suddenly halted.
His hardness jerked inside me.
Heat bathed my womb.
And he and I moaned together in some delicious sound of triumph.
More pumping. So much more. I clenched my inner muscles and rocked my hips.
He groaned into my ear and managed to get back with the program, plowing home, milking his molten seed inside me. And I claimed every drop as my own as our abated desire died with his weakening thrusts.
The man's shoulders were huge. So enormous I could barely cling to the sweaty steel of his body when he leaned against me sucking in deep breaths.
"That was incredible,” I managed to blurt and stared at the stone walls surrounding me in the plain empty room.
Uh-oh. I just had sex with a !Dakos cyborg. Satan's warrior. A murdering bastard. Shit.
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