Then, she positioned her hips over him. Cruxan groaned when she gripped his cock again and pressed him against her entrance.
She felt a tiny jolt of fear, seeing their size difference. Would he even fit?
“Slow,” he rasped, his hands gliding down her body, settling on her waist. In turn, she pressed one hand to his chest, using his bulk to steady herself as she, ever so slowly, began to sink down on him.
Cruxan’s abdomen clenched violently, a harsh breath escaping him when he registered her heat. Crystal’s lips parted as she pressed down on the first few inches.
He filled her to thebrim.
Crystal rocked her hips, wiggling down on his cock, which made his hands squeeze her hips.
“Luxiva,” he gasped, before a long, desperate purr escaped his throat.
With effort, she managed to get the next few inches inside and she panted with thefullness. She’d never been sofull.
“I need your help, Cruxan,” she rasped, squirming over him.
Cruxan looked between them, his eyes going evenhotter. He growled at the erotica sight they made, but he wasn’t seated fully inside and sheneeded him to be. Desperately.
He looked up at her and gripped her hips even tighter.
“Tev?” he growled.
“Yes,please!”
He lifted her slightly. “Ready?”
“Cruxan,” she moaned. “Yes!”
Groaning, his hips thrusted upwards in a fluid motion and all the air in her lungs left her. Waves of pleasure and a tiny prick of pain made her cry out, squeezing her eyes shut.
Cruxan’s own bellow met her ears but his hips immediately stilled once he was seated deep inside her.
“Luxiva,” he rasped.
“It’sgood,” she whispered once she caught her breath. “You feel so good.”
Their eyes met. And only once Cruxan was certain that she wasn’t in pain, did he allow himself to relax.
Crystal needed more. She felt that desire building inside, building and building.
She lifted slightly and then slammed her hips back down over him.
His choked roar met her desperate moan.
Then she felt his hands tighten on her, felt his grip grow a little more possessive, a little more powerful.
“I will not be able to stop,luxiva,” he warned, his voice absolutelysinful.
“I don’t want you to.”
Chapter Thirty-Four
Cruxan growled, flipping hisluxivaover until she was underneath him, because he needed toclaimher. He needed to claim what washis.
His Instinct pushed to the very forefront of his mind. He’d never felt this need, this possession, this intensity before when it came to mating. But his Instinct told him that this female washisand he washers.
“Cruxan,” she breathed, looking up at him in surprise. But he didn’t see fear or hesitation in her gaze, so he spread her thighs wide, rising up over her, kneeling between them.
