She nodded.
JAX SLIPPED HIS FINGERSfrom her and didn’t care if he looked like some predatory beast, shoving them immediately into his mouth, sucking her sweetness off, tasting only her and none of the slippery oil he’d used. Her warm, wet pussy was able to take three of his digits. She could start to take his cock.
He maneuvered Kaylie forward, sliding home with surprising ease. Gravity helped, letting her slide down his throbbing length at her own pace.
He moved his hand to massage her clit as their bodies pressed together. Kaylie wasn’t moving slowly or gently. Her body was clinging to his, and her actions were fearless. Reckless.
Because she doesn’t fear me. She knows she’s safe.
And it felt amazing to wrap her in his arms and bury her in his chest, head shielding hers. Wrapping her away from the world that tried to hurt her, keeping her safe.
I couldn’t keep Alana safe. Not from the virus. For so long, I was afraid I’d never keep anyone safe again, never love anyone again...
“Easy, easy,” Jaxson cautioned when he heard her sharp gasp and felt more of his cock swallowed up inside of her. “You’ll hurt yourself if we don’t go slow.”
“It does hurt, just a little, but I like how it feels right after,” Kaylie confessed, voice murky and seductive. “If it were really hurting me, you wouldn’t let me continue. When you fuck me, it feels so good, and I get to push all the limits. Do all the things I never tried, because I’m safe with you.” Her eyes opened, and she struggled out of the nest he’d made for her in his burly arms. Her smile was a mix of sweet and sinful, a look that made his knot ache and his tail twitch. “I love you. I’ve never had someone to love before.”
“Ohh, fuck, Kaylie... You have me now. And you’re making me lose my mind, little human temptress.” The last words were ripped out, growled out, a guilty confession.
“I think I’m so close to coming. I want you to make me come. Take me and make me come?” she begged, kissing his neck. Nipping. Biting with her teeth as her hands clamped into his neck and her pussy clutched his cock.
What happened next was a blur for his hungry senses. Pulling her off his lap and spreading her wide to lap at her slippery slit again before folding her in half, legs to her perfect, teardrop breasts with tight little nipples.
What a gorgeous little mess she is, all sloppy and swollen from fucking me. I’m going to make her ten times messier before this night is over.
THERE WAS A MAGICALbreathlessness when he owned her body. Her fierce protector, her good-natured, gentle giant.
Now unleashed. Gentleness lessened, but not gone.
With a low snarl, he shoved his cock deep in her pussy and yanked her hips forward to meet him, working until more inches fit and her body begged for air and space—but her mouth was silent.
The fullness was too much, especially when his hand landed on her pussy with a possessive smack, grabbing it before using the heel of his palm to work her clit while he pounded her.
“One day, you’ll take my knot. I’ll come in you, and all that cream will stay in that tiny pussy of yours.”
“Mmm. Why not now?” she babbled as her orgasm finally began to bubble to the surface and push past the edge of pain.
“Because you can’t take my knot just yet, sweet. I don’t mind. I’m going to flood you. Cover you in me, and then give you a bath with pink bubbles and make you come again. Nice and soft next time. Okay?”
“Wh-what would happen if you knotted me now?”
“You might hate me.”
Wouldn’t. Wouldn’t. Ohhhh, fuck, fuck, Jaxson, more! Give me more, please!” Kaylie shoved herself forward and yanked on the ruff of fur at Jaxson’s throat. The needy whine he gave layered under her long, low groan as she hit her peak.
All the tension in her body evaporated in long, wracking twitches. Then, little spasms. And it was so good. So much fucking better than the noisy screaming she’d heard through walls and in back alleys on Sapien-Three, so different than what she imagined.
Deep. Full-body. Perfect. Peaceful.
“Oooh. Oh—shit.”
Kaylie’s closed eyes slitted open as her pussy sent off another of those delicious twitches.
But the twitch seemed to stop halfway. Her eyes opened more fully as she felt fullness deepening in her, spreading herwider—and her entrance, soaked and slippery, gave a sharp protest as Jax’s knot pressed against it.
“Your muscles relaxed. Just swallowed me up. I’m not in yet.”
“But you could be.”No! That’s probably a bad idea.
