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I could taste her need, her desperation. It matched my own. I scooped her up, my hands cupping her ass as I lifted her. She wrapped her legs around my waist, her arms around my neck.I could feel the heat of her scent and of her arousal driving me wild.

"Mine," I growled against her lips. She nodded, her teeth nipping at my mouth.

"Yours," she agreed, her voice breathless. "Now take me somewhere and finish what you started."

I didn't need to be told twice. With a thought, my wings spread wide, and I took to the sky.

Kassie's grip tightened around my neck, and she screamed. We soared above the treetops, the wind whipping around us. Her breath was hot on my skin, her heart pounding in sync with mine. I could feel her excitement, and her fear, all rolled into one delicious scent that was driving me wild.

"Atlas," she squeaked, her voice barely audible over the rushing air. "You're flying."

I chuckled, the sound rumbling through my chest. "Mothmen do that sometimes."

She glared at me.

She yelped as I dove, skimming the treetops before pulling up again. The forest blurred beneath us, a sea of green and brown. I could see the cabin in the distance, the one place I felt the most comfortable.

Would she like it too? Or find me… too different?

Her pelvis rubbed against me, and my antennae twitched. Something told me she wouldn’t care much right now about what it looked like.

Her fingers dug into my shoulders as I landed softly in the clearing. The cabin was a few feet before us. She slid down my body, her feet touching the ground, but she didn't let go. Her eyes were wide, her cheeks flushed. She was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen.

“I’m angry, petrified and horny, and I can’t figure out which to take care of first.”

"I’ll choose for you," I said, my voice gruff. I took her hand, leading her into the cabin. The door slammed shut behind us, and I pressed her against it, my body caging hers. She looked up at me, her breath hitching.

"Atlas," she whispered, her voice a plea.

I leaned down, my forehead pressing against hers. “Kassie, I am here. I'm not going anywhere."

Where my confidence came from, I wasn’t sure. Maybe it stemmed from the pain, the need she had. She had a sheen of sweat over her forehead, her hand on her stomach, nearly rubbing her pussy over her leggings. She needed me, and I would take care of her.

Her hands fisted in my shirt, pulling me closer. "Neither am I," she said, her voice steadier now. Determined.

My tongue ran up her neck, my hands roamed her body.

She pushed at my chest. I looked at her, concerned, but she smiled, her eyes shining with mischief. "You have too many clothes on," she said, her hands already working on the buttons of my shirt.

I grinned, helping her. My shirt hit the floor, followed quickly by my jeans. My cock was too hard, the length of it still growing, and it had already pushed out of my slit.

She stepped back, her eyes roaming over me, her breath hitching. I stood still, letting her look at her fill.

“Gods, it's huge, now that I get to really look at it.” She licked her lips.

I puffed out my chest. “That is a good thing, correct?”

She bit her lip. “As long as you don’t break me open with it. We will need to go slow.” Kassie rubbed her pussy; her arousal was thick in the air. “What are those things wrapped around it?”

“I don’t know the right word, I just call them coils, they detach to help with pleasure and push my come back inside you if it dares escape.”

Kassie stared at it wide-eyed. “Breeding kink unlocked,” she whispered.

"Your turn," I said, my voice growling low. She stared at me before she shook her head out of her trance. Kassie slowly peeled off her clothes. Each inch of skin she revealed made my heart pound faster.

Once she got down to her undergarments, I knew I was done for.

Chapter Twenty-One