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The head was bulbous and slick. With parted lips, I saw a bead of shimmering pre-come push from the slit at the tip, and I nearly whimpered as it rolled down the side. His shaft was impossibly thick, but it was the heat that radiated off him that surprised me the most.
Just like full-blooded Dakkari males, I saw his dakke. The swelled bump above the root of his cock. I wondered how that would feel when we were joined, pressed and pulsing against my clit.
“Sarkin,” came my needy voice.
“Is this what you want, aralye?” he rasped, ru
Stars burst in my vision, the back of my head hitting the pillar, my neck exposed. I felt his mouth go to my nipples, and when there was a telltale flutter between my legs, I thought, panicked, I’m going to come.
“Yes!”
I felt the burning sear of him as he pressed into me, my eyes flying open at the sudden pinch.
How will he ever fit? I lamented.
“Tight,” he said in a low tone. “Too tight.”
“Don’t stop,” I begged when I felt him retreat. “No!”
“Believe me, princess, there is no threat of that ever happening now,” he grated. The muscles in the column of his throat were stretched tight, his jaw gritted, his body shaking with the needful energy I sensed just under the surface. Untapped. Waiting to be unleashed.
I gasped, feeling him push back inside.
Too much, too much, I thought silently, feeling when he met the burning resistance of my i
He retreated again.
“You’ll have to take me, Klara,” he rasped, looking into my eyes, one of his hands lifting to grip the back of my neck.
His lips pressed against mine, and I kissed him back eagerly, becoming addicted to his taste and the sweep of his tongue. The back of my throat tingled with the sweetness of it.
“I’m sorry,” he breathed into me.
With that, he pumped his hips once, hard and swift, until he was seated fully and deeply inside.
I tensed around him, but my need drowned out the retreating pain. Lishara’s blessing had softened the edges of pain already—I hardly felt my rider’s burn or the ache and pull of my muscles. Nothing else mattered except this. Us. Right in this moment. I would handle the consequences later.
Sarkin’s groan reverberated into my chest, as closely as we were pressed together. I’d hardly dragged in a deep breath before he pulled back…thrusting even more deeply again. His dakke pressed against my sensitive clit, and I gasped. I could feel the pulse of his heartbeat there, the sensation indescribably intimate.
My teeth chattered together, feeling only a brief bloom of pain that slowly melted into heat, spreading between my legs. I felt so full of him. That strength and unleashed power between my legs felt incredible.
And when he unleashed it? When a warning growl ricocheted up his throat, momentarily drowning out the whispers I heard in the chamber and I felt his pace begin to quicken between my thighs?
I didn’t know if I would ever be the same.
There’s no going back now, I thought.