only on the bottom when they were having sex, but tonight she was feeling bold and liberated. Plus, it was the only way she could think of to carry out her plan.
“Of course you can, sweetheart.” Raze unfastened his tight black trousers and shucked them down before lying naked on the bed beside her.
Naked, the big Kindred was like a delicious buffet of male beauty, Luci thought. He was muscular everywhere, his long legs and cut abdomen bunching with tension as she looked him over.
And the long, thick shaft she saw rising between his thighs put the dildo she’d just had inside her to shame.
Dios, hope I can take that thing! she thought, feeling worried. But then she remembered what he’d said about his precum having chemicals in it that would help her open up. She certainly hoped that was true—she was going to need every bit of help she could get to fit that monster inside her—especially the mating fist she saw swelling at its base. Now that was going to be a tight fit!
But somehow, she was determined to do it. Raze didn’t think he could bond with her but they would just see about that…
Twenty-Six
“Slowly, sweetheart,” Raze cautioned as Lucia straddled him and lowered her thirsty little pussy down onto the head of his cock. She wasn’t wet enough to take much more than that—the damned scent receptor really had depleted her juices, just as the holo vid had warned. Luckily, he was already so hot from tasting her that he was able to come almost the moment she had the broad crown of his shaft seated firmly inside her pussy.
“Oh!” Lucia’s eyes widened as she felt him spurt inside her, his cream bathing the inside of her little cunt with its healing moisture. “Oh, Raze—are you…are you coming in me?” she gasped. “I can feel it in me—feel you filling me up.”
“Yes, sweetheart,” he growled, holding onto her full hips to hold her in place. “Just relax and try to be open—just relax and let me fill you with my seed.”
“Feels good! Dios!” she moaned and wiggled her hips so that another thick inch of his shaft slipped inside her.
Raze frowned, trying to think through the pleasure of filling her.
“Careful, sweetheart,” he grated. “We need to be sure I don’t go all the way inside you.”
“But why not?” Lucia gave him a sad little pout. “It still hurts further up inside me, Raze. I don’t think you can reach me there unless you go a little bit deeper and come in me again.”
Raze felt his shaft surge inside her. Gods, she was a tempting little female!
“Well,” he growled. “I suppose just a little deeper couldn’t hurt.”
Slowly he released his grip on her full hips. Right away, Lucia began wiggling and working herself on him, taking him deeper inside her tight little pussy. In fact, his shaft was much deeper inside her than Raze had intended to let it get. When she finished, her outer pussy was pressed right against his mating fist—dangerously close to the point of no return.
“Careful, sweetheart!” Raze cautioned. “You don’t want my fist to slip inside you. Remember I told you that a failed bonding is painful!”
“I remember.” But Lucia made no move to try and slide him out of her. In fact, if anything, she wiggled some more so that our outer pussy was flush against his mating fist.
“I am.” She braced her hands on his abdomen, lifting up a little and moaning as she came back down and took him deep inside her again. “I’m ready, Raze,” she said breathlessly. “Ready for you to come in me again. Only…” She bit her lip.
“Only what?” Raze lifted an eyebrow. “What do you need, Lucia?”
“I just wish…I think it might be good if you…if you moved in and out some first. To kind of…spread your, uh, seed around inside me,” she said. “Do you think you could do that, Raze?”
He frowned.
“We only agreed that I would come in you, Lucia. Moving in and out is making love—fucking. And if we’re not careful, fucking might lead to bonding—or a failed bonding attempt, anyway.”
“Please, Raze?” she pleaded sweetly. “I just need…need to feel you moving in me—just a little bit. Please?”
Raze realized he could deny her nothing, especially when she gave him that sweet, sexy little pout.
“All right,” he growled. “But just a few strokes, mind you—just to spread my seed inside you.”