His right hand slides up my body to clasp my neck, squeezing it slightly. My hands grip his wrist as he sits higher and further over me. I slide backward to pull off of him and put space between us but as I do, he snaps forward and drives my body backward to the ground, pinning me with his cock and tail.
I push at his chest. “Krellix?!”
He leans heavily over me, his elbows trapping me on either side. “I have you now, Julia.” His tongue flicks my ear and my stomach flutters. “I am not done with you, I will never be done with you.”
His fangs graze down my neck and my heart skips.
SEVENTEEN
A CHANGE OF PLANS
Krellix
I did not needto ask her for anything she did not give to me of her own free will.
Trembling beneath me, pressed securely between my body and the grassy, flowered ground, I take in every emotion that flits across her softly strained features. It takes every fiber of my focus not to rear up and thrust into her with the full force of my strength, obsessed with the way her body smacks mine, and the way it feels being inside of her. It is like fighting, but better, more satisfying, more delicious, and far less painful. Yet instead of pain, there’s torment. So much torment.
I hold firm on my own restraint, though she tries to break it each time her sheath ripples around my throbbing appendage. Finally being inside of her, I now understand why the other males never want to leave their human mates. I have envied every one of them, aching for my own to warm me at night. Aching forher.
Like all the other nagas at Zaku’s hoping to elicit her attention, I wanted her—more so than they ever could, knowinghow it feels having her in my arms, and how warm she is to hold, and how perfectly she fits against me. The moment we met, the idea of having a female, any female, became having one female,her.
Fate has favored the other nagas, why would fate not favor me as well?
My knot, swelling more and more with each second, aches for release. Nuzzling her cheek with my nose, I press my lips to her flesh and groan, grateful to suffer the excruciating experience of being buried inside her. I hate how much I want her, and how much she consumes my thoughts. It is a dangerous amount. She makes me vulnerable.
I do not like the quiet, confused look in her eyes when she sometimes peers at me when she thinks I do not notice. I do not like seeing her sadness, or seeing her lose her home. These emotions I have seen from her these past few days…
I could give her a new home…
Worried where my thoughts will lead me, I push them out before I do something I will regret. Just because she gave me this night does not mean she ismine. I have made a promise, and I will not lose my honor by betraying her. I will not ask her to stay.
Thrusting slowly in and out of her, I lick the sweat off her cheek, nuzzling it afterwards. “Are you okay?”
She moans with my next thrust but briefly winces. “You’re heavy.”
I look down between our bodies. I am pressed up and partially over her, at an angle where I can keep my prick lodged deep and comfortable inside of her. Wanting to thrust harder and release all my seed at once, I do the opposite and keep my movements steady. My instincts will fail me in keeping her safe if I blindly obey them. “I did not mean for thissss to happen. To assssk you to mate with me.”
“It’s hard processing what you’re saying right now. I can barely breathe, and when I do… it’s too much.” She huffs, seemingly winded. “Please. Fuck. Fuck! She warned me.” Julia’s head drops back, and her hair fans out around her amongst the grass and flowers.
Pressing my face into the hair gathered at her neck, I nuzzle her some more, preening over her acceptance of me. But not knowing who she is talking about… “Warned you? Who?”
“Daisy! Daisy warned me.” Julia wiggles aggressively beneath me, grabbing my hips with her hands and shuffling her own from side-to-side. Pinned with her legs splayed out on either side, she is the most delectable prey I have ever caught beneath me.
My gaze narrows on hers. “What did Daisy warn you of?” Thrusting slowly but hard against her, I watch as she closes her eyes and bites her lower lip with another moan. Julia raises her head and drops it back again, huffing out an exasperated breath.
She pauses her very-hindered wiggling to peer at me. “How good it smells. How heavy and large your knots become. I thought… since you already had one and I managed it, that was it.” She arches in response, her inner muscles clenching around me. “I didn’t expect it to get bigger afterward.”
“It has only begun to form.”
“Damn,” she huffs again, but it’s mumbled by a moan. “It’s getting larger inside me.”
I slowly smile, oddly charmed by her breathy frustration. “So, it issss not only the males that talk but the females as well.”
She gives me a look of pure rage in response. Leaning down, I press my nose back into her hair and inhale her lovely scent. “Breathe, female,” I hum. “Breathe me in and relax. The more you thrash, the more I want to subdue you. If you are relaxed, it is easier for me to be.”
Quieting beneath me, the pounding of her heart fills my ears. As her body softens, submitting ever so slightly, her sheath testingly constricts around me once more. At her quick compliance, a heavy rush of seed enters my knot, forcing it to expand further, stretching and hardening the sensitive skin of my shaft around it.
Her forehead wrinkles, then she sucks in a wispy breath as her body tenses.
