The Lonely Orphan (The Lost Planet 5)

“My mistake,” I tease, running my forked tongue along the tender flesh. “Perhaps I should suck on it to make it all better.”

A low whine escapes her when I suck her nipple between my lips. When her back arches, I bite it again, loving the sharp escape of air that she lets out. Then, my kissing goes back on its journey south. Her thatch of hair between her thighs smells like a concentrated version of her. I bury my nose in the hair there, unable to get enough of her scent. With my clawed thumb, I gently pull apart on the outer lip of her cunt on one side and seek out the mysterious clit. It’s small but dark pink, seemingly pulsating with the need to be showered with attention.

“Mmm, there you are,” I mutter, flicking my tongue out to taste it. Sweet perfection.

“Are you talking to my clit?” she rasps. “Weirdo.”

“It listens to me,” I tease. “Let me love you with my tongue, clit.”

She laughs, the sound filling me with male pride. “You’re such a strange one.”

“I’ve been called worse,” I jest. Then, I suck on her clit, making her cry out in pleasure. It’s miraculous how easily she becomes wild and needy with my mouth on her here. Even the strongest have a weakness, it would seem. As I suck and lick and playfully nip at her clit, my hand gets curious. I retract my claw so I can scope out the area I plan on putting my cock. Easily, my finger slides into her wet opening. She’s tight around my finger and I nearly spill my seed, wondering how she’ll feel wrapped around me.

“Oh God,” she whines. “You’re killing me.”

I’ve heard the humans use this phrase enough to know I’m not actually killing her. I’m destroying her in the best possible way.

“You’re so wet,” I marvel before kissing her clit again. “So wet and mine.”

“Unnnh,” she groans, arching her back again. “Hadrian, oh my God, I’m close.”

Urging another finger into her, I am pleased to see that her body stretches to accommodate the intrusion. Curling my fingers up, I seek out the hidden button the book speaks of. I feel the raised, rough area and rub relentlessly at it.

“Tell me you’re mine,” I growl, suddenly overcome with the need to claim her.

“Y-Yours,” she breathes. “Don’t stop. Please.”

I rub her harder and faster as I suck on her clit. The moment she loses herself to pleasure is made known when her insides gush. Her arousal is thick and heady, and her juices squirt out of her body, soaking up my arm. I certainly don’t remember this detail in the book. No one bragged about a shower of arousal. Perhaps I’ll keep this tidbit to myself.

When she relaxes, I slide my fingers out and then rub the wetness all over my cock. I may be about to claim her body, but she claimed my heart the moment she looked at me with her fierce eyes and gave me fiery words. I just didn’t know it yet.

“You won’t be able to move, Lyric, but I swear to you, I’ll protect you with every part of my being. Always.” I rub the tip of my cock along her wet slit. Then, with my eyes locked on her hooded ones, I slide into her inviting body.

Rekk.

So tight and wet and mine.

I groan when I drive all the way into her tiny body. The urge to kiss her is overwhelming. My mouth latches to hers as my hips flex of their own accord. She moans into my mouth, her useless claws scratching at my shoulders.

“Mine. Mine. Mine.” Each time I say the word, I pump into her. Over and over. Needing to punctuate that statement with the action itself.

“Yourrsssss,” she moans.

We kiss frantically as I buck wildly into her. When her body tightens around my cock, much like it did earlier around my fingers, I know she’s found pleasure again. It wrings my own from my body. Every nerve ending comes alive as my sac seizes up before releasing my seed into her. A deep satisfaction ripples over me as I fill her up to the brim with my scent, my mark, me. Her fingers fall away from me and I know the toxica has taken effect.

“Mmm,” I croon. “You look even more beautiful as mine. I didn’t think it was possible.” I stroke my fingers through her hair as I admire her perfect features.

No fear exists in her eyes.

Strength.

Determination.

Mutual desire.

I’m hers too.

With my cock still nestled inside her, I smile at her. “I’m going to give you a family one solar,” I tell her. “Your stomach will swell with my mortling. We’ll never be lonely again because we’ll have each other. And together, we’ll create something new and wonderful. The things that tried to destroy us won’t reach our little creations because we won’t let them.”