“Please, Kalis!” she was nearly moaning as she pressed her breasts against him. “Please, I need you in me!”
“All right, sweetheart—all right,” he murmured, stroking her cheek and leaning down to kiss her forehead—which was hot, just like her cheeks. “We’ll try it, but very gently,” he told her. “How do you want to do it?”
“On my hands and knees—just like in my dream,” Jillian said at once. She was already scrambling into the center of the bed and spreading her legs for him, Kalis saw. The sight of her lovely, curvy body so open and needy, begging for his shaft, made him harder than ever, but he still wanted to be gentle with his fragile little female.
“All right,” he told her, getting up behind her. “But don’t you want me to suck your nipples or bathe your sweet little pussy with my tongue first?” He loved the taste of her juices and would have been more than happy to give her a tongue bath before they made love.
But Jillian was shaking her head.
“No. I need you in me now,” she insisted. She shifted impatiently on the bed, which caused her full breasts to sway like ripe fruit and her pussy to open even more, sending the intoxicating fragrance of her feminine heat to his nose.
Maybe it was the sight of her submissive posture or the way her pussy was so wet, or her hot, eager scent, but Kalis found he couldn’t wait any longer.
“All right, sweetheart,” he growled, getting to his knees behind her. “We’ll try making love—bonding—but gently and slowly.”
“Okay—that’s fine.” Jillian was shifting her hips again, tilting her pelvis to give him better access to her pussy. “Only hurry, Kalis! Feels like I’m going crazy I need you in me so badly!”
“It’s okay—you’re going to be all right, sweetheart,” Kalis assured her.
Reaching between his legs, he took himself in hand and fit the broad head of his shaft to the soft, wet mouth of her pussy. His first impulse was to push deeply inside her, but he made himself slow down and take things easy. After all, she was small and fragile and he was much bigger than a male of her own species. He had to be careful not to hurt her.
So he eased his way inside, gritting his teeth at the incredible pleasure of having her inner walls caress him. Entering her was like pushing deep into warm, wet velvet—soft and hot and deep and eager.
“Oh God!” he could hear Jillian moaning as her inner walls stretched to accommodate him. “Oh God, yes, Kalis! This is exactly what I need—yes—more—yes!”
Well, at least he didn’t have to worry that he was hurting her, he thought, as he continued to push slowly but steadily into her tight channel. His sexy little Elite seemed to be enjoying the way he was thrusting into her, at least, if the way she was begging for more and more was any indication. Gods, he loved it when she called his name and begged for him to fill her with his shaft!
At last, he was all the way inside, her tight, wet pussy stretched tightly around him. He could feel the mouth of her womb kissing the head of his cock as he cradled her hips in his hands, loving the feel of her surrounding him so completely, surrendering to him so utterly as she welcomed him in.
“Oh God, in me!” Jillian was moaning. “In me so deep!”
Kalis opened his mouth to answer, but then he heard a voice in his own head speaking.
Deep is needed for a deep bonding, his Ursus growled. And a deep bonding is what is needed.
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Jillian felt the big Kindred stiffen and freeze behind her, which didn’t make any sense. Hadn’t she proved that he wasn’t hurting her? That she could take his large shaft all the way inside her? Then why was he stopping—why wasn’t he moving inside her, fucking her and bonding her the way she needed him to? Then he actually started to pull out!
“Kalis, stop—what are you doing?” She turned her head to look at him and at the same time, clamped down with her inner muscles, as though she could hold him inside her that way.
She felt like she was going to go crazy if he didn’t fuck her soon—if he didn’t bond her to him and fill her with his seed. The Bonding Fruit chocolate had really done a number on her—she couldn’t ever remember feeling this horny—this needy—in her entire life!
“Jillian…sweetheart…” His voice was rough and tense and in the semi-gloom it seemed as though his eyes were glowing.
“Is there a problem?” Jillian asked, her need dampening just a bit in her concern for him.
“You may…consider it one,” Kalis grated out. “My Ursus—Brun, he wishes…he wants…”
“He wants what?” Jillian demanded.
“He wants a deep bonding,” Kalis admitted at last. “He wants to be involved—intimately involved—in our love-making.”