Even so, it was agony not to have his entire length inside me.
Paxton held me with his grip and drove deeper into me. Wanting more of him, I slammed my ass back toward him.
I hissed at the pleasure the deep connection brought, my pussy clenching his shaft. At the same time, the skin where my butt cheeks hit the bars burned like a bitch.
“Stop it, Buttercup,” Paxton hissed behind me. “Don’t hurt yourself. I said to let me do the rest.”
He pinned me firmly, not allowing me to move around. His legs rammed into the bars as he tried to feed more of his length into me.
While intense pleasure buzzed in me, the smell of burning flesh also filled my nostrils.
Paxton let out of a muffled groan that conveyed both pleasure and pain and kept pounding into me hard.
I looked over my shoulder and spotted blisters dotting his legs. He’d dropped his pants to the ankles.
“Paxton, back off,” I growled. “Don’t get more than two inches into me, or I’ll call it quits.”
“I’m fine, Buttercup. Don’t quit,” he pleaded. “If you do, I’ll die.”
“Promise me you won’t hurt yourself, then,” I said.
“I don’t mind hurting. It’s worth it. I just want to bury myself into you as deep as I can. I need to give you my all.”
I snarled, ready to conjure up the last strength of my will and pull away to prevent him from burning himself.
“Okay, Buttercup. I’ll be careful.” He tightened his grip on my hips, his fingers sinking into my skin. “You’re killing me, woman.” He thrust into me. “This is killing me, my mate.”
I raised my ass higher to give him more access, and Paxton pounded between my thighs with pained restraints.
“Sweet, cruel torture!” He cursed and groaned roughly in pleasure.
“It’s as good as we can get. Oh yes, Paxton—” Waves of pleasure drowned out my words as he quickened to a maddening pace.
“When we get out of here, I’ll redo it,” said the sea demigod. “I’ll surround us with walls of impenetrable currents and it’ll be just you and me. I’ll lick your every delicious inch. I’ll feast upon your little, pink pussy over and over. And I want to bury every inch of my cock inside you and fuck you raw and sore.”
Well, the two inches inside me just had to do for now since there was a brighter future to look forward to.
I moaned breathlessly, my hand cupping my heavy breast, my other hand rubbing my swollen clit in a circle.
Paxton drove into me with frenzy, building pressure in me. A few more powerful pumps from him and I’d get there.
“So good, Paxton,” I groaned, imagining how much better it would feel if I could get some long, hard thrusts.
“I’ll fuck you hard enough to make you scream my name when there’re no burning bars between us,” he vowed, cursed, and groaned in pleasure.
It might not be enough to have only a couple of his inches inside me, yet its weight in me, the friction it caused, and the force it drove into me still offered great pleasure.
His pace sped up, and his cock turned granite hard. The nearly painful stimulation pushed me to the edge. I cried like a feline in heat. And then I noticed that the only sounds in the dome were my moans, Paxton’s groans, and the slaps of flesh hitting flesh. I looked across the dome and saw the same hunger and searing lust in Zak’s and Axel’s eyes.
They were watching Paxton and me fuck, and their raw and deep need for me crashed into me across space. My other mates wanted to fuck me as well. They wanted to fuck me more than anything. Yet the rift separated us.
Héctor scribed blood runes on the doorframe like a maniac. He needed to concentrate, yet his body reacted to my mating call just the same. The bulge in the front of his pants made me smile a little. I liked how turned-on he was.
Paxton’s hard thrusts grew erratic, and my pussy milked his cock mercilessly, and then I peaked.
I roared my release as I exploded around his cock. Paxton pumped his seed into me and bellowed like a victorious barbarian.
My barbarian.