Dane buried his face in the nape of her neck, his tongue sweeping over sensitive flesh. Oh, that felt so good.
His cock, which had stayed hard, grew thicker against her buttocks. When she didn’t speak, he ventured to ask, “Are you afraid of me? Of what I told you?”
At first Ketera thought she should be afraid. Then she realized how much sense it made. All of it. “No. I admire you and your people. You turned away from blood seeking in order not to harm others. You’ve built a world here on this continent that amazes me.”
When he kissed the side of her neck, her blood rushed hot. She could hear his breathing quicken.
“There is a way we can make love now that we know each other’s secrets,” he said.
“Oh? But I thought you said we couldn’t breed here?”
“Blame my lack of foresight.”
She smiled even though she faced away from him. “Show me.”
“I’m going to lift you and bring you down on my cock. But we’ll do it very slowly. If it hurts, you tell me. Lift up and get rid of those pants.”
The rough demand in his voice excited her on a whole new level. He released her and she stood long enough to toss her pants aside. As she did so, he quickly removed all his clothes and piled them together in a heap. She wanted to savor him, to look at his exciting body with leisurely appreciation, but knew he couldn’t wait any longer. She couldn’t wait any longer. Truth was upon her and she both feared and longed for it. This mystery of life would finally be solved.
Ketera returned to him. She couldn’t wait another moment. His cock touched between her legs then slid down, down. She gasped.
“All right?” he asked.
“Yes. You’re so big.”
He laughed softly, the husky sound vibrating over her skin, sending her senses into pure arousal. “No more than any Daryk One.”
She sighed. “It feels so good.”
“Mmmm. It should. It should always feel wonderful.”
He slid into her with a slow glide, spreading her open. That thickness caressed, made her body more aware, more excited than she could have imagined. Like a hot brand he moved through her moist channel.
Still holding her above him, he groaned out his next words. “Oh by the god. You feel so good.”
Her body trembled, her senses soaring as she wanted to move, to stroke him within her body and know another incredible orgasm. “Please.”
“Don’t. Don’t move.”
She wriggled, and with a roar, his hips came up and he lowered her at the same time. She felt a stretching, an incredible fullness as his thickness spread her open and drove to her womb. In wonder, she realized lovemaking was a mystery no more. This was sex. This was the most primal of human expressions, and she couldn’t deny that she wanted more. Her core clenched around him, and an ache built in her center. Primitive desires that he’d awakened earlier roared into full life. She reached back to touch his face, to show some expression of her desire.
He groaned softly, his hands lifting her slightly then brought her down. “Ketera, honey.”
“You’re so…this is…” She wanted to move, to writhe against the insistent craving that demanded fulfillment. She gasped, unable to take it all in.
“Did I hurt you?” he asked as his arms went around her, his voice rough but concerned. “If I hurt you—” He started to lift her.
“No. I’m…please don’t stop now. It feels so good, so good.”
And he brought her down again, his breath rasping, his chest rising and falling. She could hear his arousal in each of his breaths and knew that he ached for her as much as she ached for him.
“I don’t know what to do,” she said softly.
“Nothing to do.” He kissed her ear. “This first time is for you. Rest back against me and relax. Just let me touch you.”
He cupped one breast, holding it tenderly, caressing the nipple in tantalizing brushes, sweet tweaks between thumb and finger. She groaned as he brushed her pleasure center above where his cock penetrated her. She clenched again, the ache inside her starting to tingle from her womb and down her channel. Desire drove her higher. She wanted to caress him from the inside out, give him more pleasure and happiness any way she could. His fingers took all other thoughts from her mind but glorious enjoyment. As his touch brushed over her, she jumped again.
“Easy, my sweet.” His voice rumbled against her ear. “Relax. Relax. Let it happen.”
As his touch glided over her sensitive flesh, she moved in his hold. Seated on his cock, she clenched again and again. His moans started to rise with hers. His middle finger swirled over her button, again and again and again. Excitement escalated, her heartbeat banging in her chest, her breathing fast and anxious. His hardness barely moved inside her, his hips tilting upward. The rhythm was gentle, undemanding and started a firestorm in her body. His cock pumped against a sweet spot high inside her, touching it, brushing over it again and again until the tension inside her threatened to grow unbearable. It was happening fast. So fast.
Her hands gripped his powerful forearms as pleasure shivered through her. She needed an anchor in this insane world. “Dane, Dane!”
He wouldn’t let her back away from it, his fingers stimulating her, his thrusts steady and slow. The incredible stimulation drove her higher until she couldn’t stand it any longer. Her body convulsed, a high treble of staggering pleasure radiating from her womb, down her channel and into her clit. She whimpered, her head thrown back.
Dane tensed, his grip around her waist tightening as he released a guttural cry of satisfaction and thrust one last time. Ketera felt his power, the essence of his life force spilling deep within her, a flood of warmth.
Moments later, his breathing still hard, he whispered to her, “All right?”
“All right?” She laughed, still breathless. “I’m wonderful. That was…”
“Mmm.” He kissed her neck. “There’s more.”
He lifted her off his cock, and her tissues ached with lingering pleasure. “More.”
“Stand up and I’ll show you.”
The cold night didn’t matter because her entire body felt as if it might combust with leftover excitement. Though the orgasm had driven her into a sweet madness, her body demanded more love.
As she turned around, her tunic covering her top half but her bottom naked, she laughed. She looked down at herself. “Dane, I’m a half-naked woman in boots.”
As he rose to his feet she saw that his cock was still erect. Still erect? By the god, were all men like this? She’d heard that after one time men were done for quite a spell. “Are all Daryk Ones like you?” She nodded toward his cock. “I mean, your maleness is still…”
He laughed. “Most Daryk Ones are potent. We require more sex than the average man. But never so much that it would hurt our mate.”
Utterly naked, a god come to life, he moved toward her, his steps deliberate, his virility evident in every rippling muscle. He stood watching her, his eyes not feral red but warm with appreciation for her nakedness. She flushed, her body reacting as she took in his nakedness with ravenous curiosity. Yes, she’d seen him naked before, but without the full and startling view she had now. He was so big and imposing, a tiny part of her felt caution around all that power. His broad shoulders and corded arms showed tremendous strength, the rippled muscles in his stomach and narrow hips gave her a thrill she couldn’t explain except in biological terms. Of course, when a woman witnessed such virility, she would respond as purely female needs took hold.
Her body moistened, wanting him with a tremendous force. Those needs flowed through Ketera, thumping in her chest, burning under her skin, making her stomach swirl with an aching arousal only Dane could quench. Her fingers itched to trace over all his muscles, to touch the hair sprinkled over his pectorals and trailing down over his stomach.
And his cock.
Well, his cock stood erect, hard and thick, and she ached to know it inside her again. Slick warmth heated between her
legs. Her heart jumped in her chest as she caressed his cock with her gaze. She’d never imagined a man’s cock could be so large, yet it had fitted deeply inside her with no trouble. Her womb felt as if it contracted and she gasped. Tearing her gaze from his manhood, she took in his powerful thighs and calves and arrived at his big feet.
His smile held cocky self-assurance, a man at ease in his body, at ease in any environment. “Like what you see?”
“Of course. You’re…”
“Yes?”
“Amazing. There. Does that embolden your ego?”
“It does.” He moved closer, like a prowling animal.
Ketera licked her lips in anticipation.
As he gathered her into his arms, she pressed against him and gloried in his naked flesh and beauty. He drew her tunic over her head and left her equally naked. Her breasts pressed against his hair-roughened chest, the nipples rising and hardening. He caressed, testing her skin with gentle strokes that promised more pleasure in the coming moments. His tongue tasted her neck, finding her pulse points and licking over them with delicate touches that made her long for more touches and another deep penetration. Heat spilled inside her, encompassing her, driving her to caress him with an eagerness to match. She edged away just far enough to reach between them and circle his cock with her fist.
He drew back with a gasp and captured her hand. “Please, sprite. If you do that I’ll come too soon. I want to be inside you.”
With his palms he glided over her flesh, testing the firm roundness of her buttocks, tracing the crack between her ass cheeks. She gasped and gazed into his eyes, now a soft red glow.
He kissed her forehead. “There are many sex acts Dragonians love.”
“Will we do them all tonight?”
“No.” He smiled as he teased her back entrance with one finger. His cock trapped between their bellies a reminder of his continued arousal. “But soon I’ll take you here.”
She shivered at the thought. “There? But I couldn’t. I mean, I read something about Dragonians liking anal sex but it’s just not done on Magonia.”
“How do you know? My guess is that a lot of Magonians indulge in so-called forbidden acts behind closed doors where the Truth and Order Police can’t see them.” His fingers continued to tease her. “Like anal sex. Oral sex. Sex in caves.”
She laughed, the joyful sound muffled as his lips took hers. She moaned as his tongue took possession for one hot stroke. He drew back just as quickly. “There’s one sex act I want to try now. Are you sore?”
“No. I don’t think so.”
He released her and took her hand. He led her toward a cave wall. “Turn away from me and place your hands on the wall. Lean forward a bit and spread your legs.”
She did as he asked, excitement rising. He came up behind her, cupped her hips and his cock touched her pussy lips. She sucked in a breath.
He drew back. “Did I hurt you?”
“No, no. It feels so good. I want you.”
He circled her waist with his arms, kissing her back as he drew her into a small hug before taking a hold on her hips. He inserted his cock just inside her pussy lips, and the heat made her ache to know more, to feel more. With excruciating slowness he thrust. His cock pushed into her softness, gliding in…in…until he spread her wide and came up against her womb. She wriggled, her heartbeat banging against her chest as she shivered around his cock.
“So soft. So wet.” His voice lowered, more guttural and demanding.
This time it was his turn to suck in a breath. His cock moved in slow, tentative thrusts and learned her core with a gentleness she didn’t expect. She knew he’d never hurt her intentionally, yet his sheer animal presence and power touched the feminine inside her. She didn’t think after the number of orgasms she’d had that she could feel such overwhelming pleasure again. She was wrong. His length stroked her, and what he did next fired her senses higher.
His fingers tightened on her hips, his voice powerful in its demand. “Open to me. Push back.”
She caught his rhythm, learning what he wanted, how fast he wanted her to move. Their hips moved, coming together again and again as he took her with a growing fierceness. Her breath caught in her throat as her excitement rose higher. With a powerful lunge, he speared her deeply and her body unraveled in a wild, shivering spasm of pleasure. She whimpered, shuddering as the ecstasy tore her apart.
Dane gritted his teeth as her flesh pulsed and throbbed around his cock. His balls drew up tight, signaling an imminent explosion. Under his hands, she quaked, her body gripping and releasing his flesh. She shook with it. The orgasm lasting so long it seemed an earthquake. Primal desire drove him to pump faster. He fucked her harder, wanting to spill within her and create life. She’d come so hard and was so wet he moved easily within her channel, and the way she caressed him felt more amazing than anything he could have imagined. The pleasure of her silken, wet skin enclosing him, caressing him about drove him straight from his mind. He gasped and moaned, the intensity of his need overwhelming. His eyes closed, his teeth clenching tight as he tried to hold on. He wanted her to come again, but his body had other ideas. He fucked faster, and within seconds her sweet pussy clenched and tightened over him as she quivered and moaned in ecstasy.
His mind screamed in male satisfaction as he recognized another orgasm shaking her to the core. By the god, yes.
He gripped her hips and rammed inside her. Hot semen escaped, spilling from him with pulse after pulse of unbelievable bliss. He shook as he stayed tucked inside her body. For a time that seemed immemorial he maintained his grip on her hips and allowed her to cushion him. His breath rasped in his throat, his heartbeat slowing from thunderous to a steady beat. What seemed forever passed and then she spoke.
“Dane.”
Realizing that he still leaned against her, he left her body and brought her around to face him. Her skin was warm, but he knew the damp, cool cave would soon chill them both.
He cupped her face, kissed her lips. “You all right?”
Ketera’s smile was mischievous, filled with a variety of emotions including amazement. Her hands slid up his chest and the excitement of having her hands on him made his breath catch.
He caught her fingers in his and brought them to his lips. “Let’s get dressed. It’s too cold to do this for long.”
They redressed in a hurry, and as they did so, he saw her shivering.
“I can’t believe we just did…that in a cave,” she said. “And just a short while ago you were…” She sat on the ground to pull on her boots.
“Dying.” He gave her the right word, sensing she didn’t want to speak the truth. “Daryk Ones are not immune to Magonian poison and many of the poachers know that.”
“But couldn’t they also poison themselves using it?” She stood slowly.
“They take the risk and apply it to their swords shortly before a fight.” Emotions swamped him and he gritted his teeth. As much as he cared for Ketera, he couldn’t allow his affection to distract him from what they must do now. “We need to get back to the castle. Minilos is probably worried and he wanted to get us in touch with Finius Dow.”
She scrubbed one hand over the back of her neck. “That’s the man who promised to take me back to Magonia.”
“Yes. But now I think it’s my job to take you to Magonia.”
Her mouth opened in surprise. “You would.”
“Absolutely. But we’d have to do this in a clandestine fashion. It’s obvious I’d have to play the part of a dominant Magonian husband once we reached Magonia.”
“Don’t think that just because we’ve had sex that I’m going to become submissive.”
He laughed in earnest. “You think so?”
She glared at him, perhaps only half amused. “Yes.”
He nodded. “Nothing can stop me from wanting to keep you safe.”
She reached for him and snuggled into his arms. His heart melted as her soft weight nestled near. A rush of emotions explo
ded inside Dane. He’d never felt this way about any woman, not even the few bed partners over the years who he always respected.
Dane decided overthinking the situation at the moment wouldn’t help their quest to return to Grimnald Castle safely. He could do something else for her, however, that might solve his concern for her and still help her discover what was happening to her father.
“If it will ease your mind, I’ll ask Armen if I may send a Daryk One to check on your father. A lone Daryk One could make it to Magonia far easier and quicker than you could and report back what he finds.”
After a short surprised silence, she said, “Thank you. But a Daryk One wouldn’t be able to save my father, would he?”
Dane nodded. “Yes. Remember how strong we are. The things we can do that no ordinary man can do?
More silence enveloped them until he continued. “Do you know how long it will take for your father’s trial to be completed?”
She shook her head. “It is hard to say. In his case though, it probably isn’t much longer.”
He nodded. “Then I’ll send someone as soon as we get back to the castle. Perhaps you won’t think me so evil hearted now?”
“No. Do you think I could have…made love with you if I thought that?”
He reached out and cupped her face then allowed his fingers to caress her neck. “I think you feel the same pull I do. What we think of each other is not as strong as our desire to mate.”
He saw disappointment fill her face though he didn’t know why she would feel dissatisfaction about what he’d said.
“Perhaps not,” she said. “I’m grateful you’re sending someone.”
“We need sleep. Dawn comes soon enough, and we’ll need all our strength.”
She looked up at him, her eyes once more strong and certain. “Thank you for saving my life. For taking care of me.”
He made a soft, self-deprecating laugh that sounded more like a snort. “By the hells, Ketera. Don’t you know? It’s you who has saved me.”
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