Now.
My rooms were too far.
Yes. Too Far.
The next thing I knew I had her standing before me, pressed against the wall, her wrists held over her head with my left hand as I cradled her ass with my right. The soft feel of it in my palm made me groan. The beast took over, my muscles grew, my body exploded into more. Bigger. Stronger. Faster. I pressed the heat of her core to my hard cock. There could be no mistake. No question about what I wanted. What I needed.
Now.
Hungry. Gods, I was hungry. For her.
Her eyes were huge as she looked me over. Watched as I changed because of her. The extra foot of height. The enlarged jaw. Shoulders more than double the width of hers. We were both breathing hard, our lips so close I could taste her sweet breath on my tongue. The scent of her skin invaded my lungs and I knew I would never get her out of my system, never forget this moment.
“What’s your name?” she asked, her head angled up so she could look at me. In beast mode, she was so much smaller.
“Angh,” I said, lifting her up with the one hand on her ass, my one leg inserted between hers so we were almost eye level. I felt the heat of her pussy on my thigh.
“I’m Kira.”
Her name was simple. Straightforward. Feminine. It suited. Kira. My mate’s name was Kira. I blinked, holding her gaze, waiting for her to adjust to the presence of not the Atlan warrior, but my beast. For her eyes to shift from hungry and eager to fearful. Repulsed. I waited for her to push against me, to force me to put her down so she could run, scream. I anticipated the one word that would condemn me—no.
And yet, as the seconds ticked by, I didn’t see any of that. She was panting. Her eyes became darker, like the wildest of storms over my home planet. Her cheeks flushed a glorious pink—the color I imagined her pussy to be. I took in every detail. Growled when her tongue flicked out and she licked her full lips.
“So, this is beast mode?”
Her gaze roamed over me with blatant appreciation, lingered on my bare chest. My neck. My lips. “I’ve heard about it. Read about it. God. It’s—you’re—wow.” She smiled, her first smile, and everything within me stilled. My balls ached, my cock dripped the pre-cum that could no longer be contained. I was hers. Just like that, she owned me.
“Want you.”
Two words. It was all I could manage, and on a growl. My room was on the other side of the base, two floors and a half mile of long hallways away. It might as well have been on another planet. I’d never make it. Not now. Impossible. I wasn’t sure if it was even possible to walk with my cock this hard, the way it continued to thicken and swell down my inner thigh.
“Here?”
“Now.” I shifted my leg, pressed my thigh against where I knew her clit was hidden by her uniform. She gasped, her head tilted back against the wall as she moved in sync with me, her hips gyrating and humping my leg, taking her pleasure as she wanted.
I’d never seen anything more beautiful.
“Okay. Now. God, you’re hot. So hot. Yes. I want you.” She lifted her legs, wrapped them around my hips, then froze. I held still, a predator, waiting, my cock now perfectly aligned to slip into her pussy, if only our clothes weren’t in the way. Her whispered confession was ragged, as if she was having trouble breathing. “I don’t normally do this. God, I don’t know what the hell is happening to me. I—”
I cut her off with a kiss.
Our first kiss.
Our last first kiss.
The taste of her consumed me. I devoured her, my tongue driving deeply to savor her sweetness, to swallow her moan of satisfaction. She was exquisite. Unique. Submissive. I demanded and she gave. I hungered and she let me drown in her, melting into my arms. She kissed me back, keeping nothing of herself. She demanded as much as she gave, hungered like I did.
It was heaven. A heaven I thought I’d never sample.
Her nipples were hard peaks beneath her uniform. The wet heat of her drifted up to me, the beast scented her arousal and I released the clasp on the side of her pants, pulled them down to the tops of her thighs after she loosened her legs’ tight hold about my waist to help me do so, just enough to give me the access I wanted.
Needed.
“Oh my god, yes.” She curved her body, bringing her knees up toward her chest to give me access to her core. Her pants were bunched and stretched tightly across her thighs, but her pussy was right there. Open. The punch of her scent hit me with more strength than anything I’d ever felt in the pit.
I slipped a finger through her soft folds. Pushed inside.
She was perfect. Hot. Dripping wet. Ready. She gasped at the intrusion, writhed, clenched her inner walls as if to pull me in deeper. As if she wanted more.