She has so many hopes and dreams as she clenches around me. I feel them through a heavy fog, only vague impressions, but the sheer desire coming from her… I can barely breathe but for the onslaught. And Shak promised the longer I spend with my mate, the clearer it will become.
And while I can’t see or here her exact thoughts, I feel how much my mate has wanted this. But I also feel her surprise. She’s shocked at how good it is. She was anxious and afraid about meeting me. But I’m better than she expected.
I wrap my arms around her and hold her tighter to me as she sinks down the last inch on my erection.
Because I’m so close with her, I feel the flash of pain go through her. She’s never been with anyone as big as me. But she still excited. I feel that clear above everything else.
Is she seeing into me, too? I want her to see only good things. But I’m feeling only good things, so I concentrate on that, hoping to communicate it to her.
Her hot body clenches around my shaft. Clenches and releases. Ancients, but that feels good. So beyond good. I pull out and then flex my buttocks as I push back in to get the slightest bit of friction. Both of us groan in tandem.
Her eyes flash open and she smiles at me.
I see a thousand sunrises in her smile.
“I must taste you,” I whisper.
She shudders on top of me and I feel her pleasure spark through our connection. And then she drops her mouth to mine. I was told of this, too, but the sensation is still strange.
As soon as my tongue connects to her tongue, though, I see the superiority of human mating above how the Draci do it.
Even her tongue is soft. I tease and taste her and oh ancients, when the very tips of our tongues touch, electricity sparks through our bodies like lightning in a storm.
She’s zapped me to life. I didn’t realize that I’ve been dead the past two centuries, maybe longer, until right now, this very moment. I’ve been shut down, like a decommissioned transport.
But Ana is life and fucking her is all the reason I’ll need from now on.
I lift her in my arms, out of the chair. It’s too constraining and my erection feels ready to burst with wanting to rut her hard.
I walk us to the now-closed door of the shuttle and lean her up against it. I brace her back with my arm and slip the other underneath her plump bottom. Her flesh is so soft and supple as I squeeze it. Her arms wrap around my neck.
And finally I have the range of motion I need. Now when I pull out and thrust back in, I can bury myself so much deeper. Ana cries out and her arms cinch like a vise around my neck, her fingernails digging into my scalp.
Fuck. She’s close. Every time I thrust in, my groin creates friction against her button. There’s a place inside her, too, but I can tell that I’m not quite hitting it.
I close my eyes in concentration and try to focus on her feelings, but the mist only grows thicker. It’s not something I can harness on command. It’s fluid. And now I’m distracting myself from the pleasure by thinking too hard.
So I bury my mouth on hers and lose myself in her scent again. When I next thrust into her, I swirl and grind my hips against hers. Her sweet little breathy cries escalate in pitch.
Her back arches, thrusting her teats into my bare chest as she clenches on my shaft.
“Oh God, yes,” she cries against my mouth. “Right there. Yes. Fuck me, Ezo.”
And then her hips rock against mine furiously as she chases her pleasure. I hold her close, so close. She’s the hottest thing I’ve ever held in my hands. I want more of her even as, oh fuck, here it comes.
It’s gripping me and not letting go. Fuck. It’s more than just an easy wave of pleasure like I’ve always felt before when fucking my hand.
This is a tsunami. It’s coming closer, so big and so overwhelming— It’s coming. It’s coming. I hold Ana to me like she’s a life raft. Like the only way either of us are going to survive this is by clinging to one another.
And then it hits.
Ana screams and I roar. A pleasure so violent it’s almost pain hits me hard, lighting up the base of my spine and shooting to my balls and then straight out my shaft, spurting seed into Ana’s hungry cunt.
She’s going off at the same time, squeezing me, screaming, cursing, legs spasming even as they lock tighter around my hips.
“Yes, yes, Ana,” I croon, still swiveling my hips, wanting it to last forever for her. As soon as she starts coming down, I swirl and press in again. And ancients, that seems to set her right back off again.