Raze frowned, trying to think through the pleasure of filling her.
“Careful, sweetheart,” he grated. “We need to be sure I don’t go all the way inside you.”
“But why not?” Lucia gave him a sad little pout. “It still hurts further up inside me, Raze. I don’t think you can reach me there unless you go a little bit deeper and come in me again.”
Raze felt his shaft surge inside her. Gods, she was a tempting little female!
“Well,” he growled. “I suppose just a little deeper couldn’t hurt.”
Slowly he released his grip on her full hips. Right away, Lucia began wiggling and working herself on him, taking him deeper inside her tight little pussy. In fact, his shaft was much deeper inside her than Raze had intended to let it get. When she finished, her outer pussy was pressed right against his mating fist—dangerously close to the point of no return.
“Careful, sweetheart!” Raze cautioned. “You don’t want my fist to slip inside you. Remember I told you that a failed bonding is painful!”
“I remember.” But Lucia made no move to try and slide him out of her. In fact, if anything, she wiggled some more so that our outer pussy was flush against his mating fist.
“Lucia,” Raze said, warningly. “Be careful, sweetheart!”
“I am.” She braced her hands on his abdomen, lifting up a little and moaning as she came back down and took him deep inside her again. “I’m ready, Raze,” she said breathlessly. “Ready for you to come in me again. Only…” She bit her lip.
“Only what?” Raze lifted an eyebrow. “What do you need, Lucia?”
“I just wish…I think it might be good if you…if you moved in and out some first. To kind of…spread your, uh, seed around inside me,” she said. “Do you think you could do that, Raze?”
He frowned.
“We only agreed that I would come in you, Lucia. Moving in and out is making love—fucking. And if we’re not careful, fucking might lead to bonding—or a failed bonding attempt, anyway.”
“Please, Raze?” she pleaded sweetly. “I just need…need to feel you moving in me—just a little bit. Please?”
Raze realized he could deny her nothing, especially when she gave him that sweet, sexy little pout.
“All right,” he growled. “But just a few strokes, mind you—just to spread my seed inside you.”
“Okay.” She nodded eagerly and braced herself again against his abs. “Go ahead, I’m ready.”
“All right.” Slowly, Raze withdrew until he was almost all the way out of her before thrusting home again inside her soft little pussy.
Both of them groaned as the head of his cock kissed the end of her channel. Gods, she was so tight and hot and wet all around him! It wouldn’t take much to come again and fill her with his seed. Slowly, he thrust into her again. And then again and again…
Lucia was moaning his name by now, bracing herself against him and working her hips to join his rhythm, which had somehow gotten faster and faster.
Need to stop, Raze told himself Need to come in her and then pull out of her. This is going too far—you’re fucking her—breeding her. Or you will be if your mating fist slips in. And you don’t want to subject her to the pain of a failed bond!
It was a terrible, tearing agony that he had experience once with a female he had tried to bond with when he was much younger. The experience had torn them apart and Raze had never seen her since, though he had once sworn to love her forever. He didn’t want a repeat of that awful incident with Lucia. And yet somehow, he couldn’t seem to stop thrusting inside her.
“Oh…Oh!” Lucia had her head thrown back, her long, black, curly hair streaming down her back and her eyes shut tight. Her full breasts bounced with every stroke of Raze’s shaft inside her. She looked like a goddess and he had never loved her more.
Which was why he tried to stop and pull her off when he felt his mating fist begin to slide inside her.
“Lucia!” he gasped as he tightened his grip on her waist. “Lucia, no! Be careful—my mating fist is sliding into you!”
She looked down but didn’t seem upset at all to see that his mating fist was almost halfway inside her by then.
“Raze,” she panted, looking down at him. “How…how do you know you can’t bond me to you?”
“I told you,” he growled, through gritted teeth. “Because I’m a hybrid.”
“And has no hybrid ever been able to bond?” she demanded.
“Well…” Raze frowned. “There have been a few.”
“There—you see?” Lucia looked at him triumphantly. “Maybe we should just try it.”
“I have tried it, once before, a long time ago,” Raze admitted to her. “There was a girl, I thought I loved her. But when we tried to bond, we failed.” He winced at the memory. “The pain was so great, she left and I never saw her again.”