spurring a fire within his gut. No other will have her screamed through his head. Just the thought another’s cock would touch her inner heat had him on the edge of surrender. Tor wrestled for control. This wasn’t right. She wasn’t Morphionian. What if the Earth woman couldn’t handle the mating ritual? What if it killed her? He reiterated his fears trying his best to reason with his inner beast to cool his raging libido.
When Deveney flipped onto her knees, backed up to the edge of the bed, spread her lower lips with her fingers and wiggled, practically pushing her sex into his face, the last of his restraints broke like a dam during a hurricane. The ripe scent of a female in heat washed over him and captured command of him. His inner beast roared to the forefront and demanded he follow the dictations of nature.
Clothing ripped from his body in one swift move. Naked and hard, he stepped to the edge of the bed, buried his face in her folds and licked her slit from clit to anus. Deveney’s squeal spurred him on. Her sweet nectar drove him wild, as did her fragrant scent. Her ripe mating aroma enveloped each inhale he took. The stop option disintegrated. His inner beast drove him to the edge and urged him onward.
Nothing held him back. Tor grabbed her hips, spread her legs farther and pushed the head of his cock into that sweet, inviting entrance. Deveney gasped and buried her head into the pillow. Sparks flew in brilliant shades of light from their bodies. Intense heat wrapped around them in the form of a giant, glowing blue bubble, encapsulating the entire bed.
Tightness gloved his cock as he spotted the signs of magic dancing in the air, symbols that signified the start of a mating ritual. Closing his eyes, he refused to acknowledge the sexual imagery that came with the bonding. This was just sex , Tor tried to convince himself.
Hot juices coated the head of his cock and he wanted nothing more than to push forward and fuck her. But he heard her muffled cry and sensed her pain from his initial entrance into her. She was so tight. He didn’t want to hurt her. The intense desire to claim her ravaged his soul even though he tried to deny its true meaning. He wrapped an arm under her waist and guided her onto all fours to the center of the bed. He positioned his legs between hers to help steady her against his weight. Leaning over her, he cradled her body to his and whispered in her ear.
“Deveney, if you want me to stop, I will.” For the first time in his life, Tor wasn’t sure if he could keep his word. The intensity of the natural magic that drew him to Deveney controlled him, and he doubted his own ability to withdraw if she asked him to stop.
Did Earth people experience a similar mating ritual? Would their chakras combine if he continued? These questions flashed inside his head, but he couldn’t even consider voicing them as the air heated around them.
An amazing blue glow surrounded them. Pure energy seeped from her body into his and empowered him. If having only the head of his cock inside her made his body hum, he couldn’t imagine the sensations being buried to the hilt would bring.
“Tor, I want you,” Deveney rasped as she shoved backward, taking more of his cock inside. “I want you to fuck me.”
Motivated by her words, Tor couldn’t stop. The magic of the mating ritual took over. He didn’t miss the sensation of excessive tightness within her, gifting him with entrance into an untested pleasure. No man had been before him. Tor’s chest tightened with the knowledge of being her first.
Though part of him wanted to slow down, be gentle, the magic roared to life between them. This was even more powerful than he had ever imagined. Every ounce of him was in sync with her pleasure. His pleasure, her pleasure, blended into a mesh of phenomenal abstract shapes and colors in his head. Did she see the same magical show in the air? Were the sexual sensations as powerful for her as for him?
Should
When Deveney flipped onto her knees, backed up to the edge of the bed, spread her lower lips with her fingers and wiggled, practically pushing her sex into his face, the last of his restraints broke like a dam during a hurricane. The ripe scent of a female in heat washed over him and captured command of him. His inner beast roared to the forefront and demanded he follow the dictations of nature.
Clothing ripped from his body in one swift move. Naked and hard, he stepped to the edge of the bed, buried his face in her folds and licked her slit from clit to anus. Deveney’s squeal spurred him on. Her sweet nectar drove him wild, as did her fragrant scent. Her ripe mating aroma enveloped each inhale he took. The stop option disintegrated. His inner beast drove him to the edge and urged him onward.
Nothing held him back. Tor grabbed her hips, spread her legs farther and pushed the head of his cock into that sweet, inviting entrance. Deveney gasped and buried her head into the pillow. Sparks flew in brilliant shades of light from their bodies. Intense heat wrapped around them in the form of a giant, glowing blue bubble, encapsulating the entire bed.
Tightness gloved his cock as he spotted the signs of magic dancing in the air, symbols that signified the start of a mating ritual. Closing his eyes, he refused to acknowledge the sexual imagery that came with the bonding. This was just sex , Tor tried to convince himself.
Hot juices coated the head of his cock and he wanted nothing more than to push forward and fuck her. But he heard her muffled cry and sensed her pain from his initial entrance into her. She was so tight. He didn’t want to hurt her. The intense desire to claim her ravaged his soul even though he tried to deny its true meaning. He wrapped an arm under her waist and guided her onto all fours to the center of the bed. He positioned his legs between hers to help steady her against his weight. Leaning over her, he cradled her body to his and whispered in her ear.
“Deveney, if you want me to stop, I will.” For the first time in his life, Tor wasn’t sure if he could keep his word. The intensity of the natural magic that drew him to Deveney controlled him, and he doubted his own ability to withdraw if she asked him to stop.
Did Earth people experience a similar mating ritual? Would their chakras combine if he continued? These questions flashed inside his head, but he couldn’t even consider voicing them as the air heated around them.
An amazing blue glow surrounded them. Pure energy seeped from her body into his and empowered him. If having only the head of his cock inside her made his body hum, he couldn’t imagine the sensations being buried to the hilt would bring.
“Tor, I want you,” Deveney rasped as she shoved backward, taking more of his cock inside. “I want you to fuck me.”
Motivated by her words, Tor couldn’t stop. The magic of the mating ritual took over. He didn’t miss the sensation of excessive tightness within her, gifting him with entrance into an untested pleasure. No man had been before him. Tor’s chest tightened with the knowledge of being her first.
Though part of him wanted to slow down, be gentle, the magic roared to life between them. This was even more powerful than he had ever imagined. Every ounce of him was in sync with her pleasure. His pleasure, her pleasure, blended into a mesh of phenomenal abstract shapes and colors in his head. Did she see the same magical show in the air? Were the sexual sensations as powerful for her as for him?
Should
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