“I’m all right,” I tell him, reaching up to stroke his smooth jaw. It’s strange how Zandians have no facial hair, unlike human males. “I promise.”
His brow is still furrowed, same as it was since he found me in the wreckage. He looks down at me with a haunted expression. “You could’ve been killed, Taisha. I don’t know how you lived.”
I sip on the juice tube.
“I could’ve been. But I wasn’t. You found me.”
He stands up and carries me to the washroom where he sits me on the counter and gently removes my char
red clothing.
When he pulls off his own tunic, the energy between us charges. My nipples harden, pointing at his sculpted muscles. He shucks his boots and leggings and I stare at him in his full glory. It’s the first time I’ve seen him naked and stars, what a sight it is!
He’s huge. A wall of solid muscle and all of his attention is trained on me.
“Come here, beautiful,” he murmurs, picking me up to straddle his waist. “Let’s get you cleaned up.
He carries me into the washtube and holds me as the water fills and empties. The light aromatic spray of oil coats our bodies.
I wrap my arms around his neck and lift myself higher, dragging my breasts up over his chest, trying to line the head of his cock up with my entrance.
He draws in a sharp breath and that’s all it takes.
He loses control.
In a flash, I’m flattened against the wall of the washtube, his cock buried so deep inside me I fear it will split me in two.
“Veck, Taisha. Veck!” He curses, his huge hands palming my ass as he jacks his hips back and slams into me again.
I throw my head back and cry out with pleasure. “Yes, Drayk. Please.”
He makes a growling sound in his throat and thrusts again, fucking me hard. I’m too tight, and he’s too big. It hurts, but I don’t care.
I’ve never felt anything so satisfying in my life.
It’s like my whole life’s been leading up to this epic claiming. Like my body was made just for his. Together we become something else. Something whole and new and perfect.
His fingers dig into my asscheeks and my back slams against the washtube wall with each vicious thrust, and I welcome it. It feels so right.
So good.
My eyes roll back in my head, toes curl where they’re hooked behind his back.
“More, Drayk. Harder. Give it to me.”
“Stars, Taisha, yes!” he shouts and fucks me harder, faster.
I can’t see. Don’t know how to breathe. All I know is the explosion about to go off between us.
“Please, Drayk,” I beg.
“Yes. Take it. Take it, beautiful. Take it now.” He roars and plows deep.
I scream my climax, fingernails digging into his back, inner thighs squeezing hard around his hips.
My internal muscles clench and pulse around his huge purple cock, milking it for his essence.
I don’t want it to be over and yet I couldn’t have handled another moment of it.