Claiming His Human (Rogues) - Jenika Snow Page 0,43

one, and then two of his fingers into her clenching body. Her pussy gripped those digits in rhythmic pulls, and he sucked on the hard bundle of nerves at the top of her mound with increasing force. It didn’t take long for her to explode in ecstasy.

Tolcan didn’t stop his ministrations. He was so fucking turned on he started pressing his cock into the side of the bench, thrusting against the cushion to try to ease his own raging desire. Tolcan tore himself away from her. The scent of her climax filled the room, covered his mouth in a slick haze, and every part of him was on fire.

“Take me, Tolcan.” Her eyes were wide, and her cheeks were red from her orgasm. He had her in his arms as soon as the words left her mouth. Her face was in the crook of his neck, and the small, heated puffs of her breath moved along his flesh.

He laid her down on the center of their pallet. “Lie back with your legs spread as wide as you can get them.”

Her chest rose and fell quickly, but she did what he said without any hesitation. A deep noise left him in pleasure that his mate obeyed so nicely. When she placed her feet flat on the bed and spread her legs wide, Tolcan ran a hand over his mouth. Her pussy lips parted, exposing her inner labia and the pink shading of them. Her clit was hard and protruded, and the roundness of her ass was perfection.

For a moment all he did was stare at her, at the pussy that was his and no one else’s. “Greta, you are mine,” he said in a deep voice, not hiding his arousal. “Your body is mine, and no one will ever touch you again but me. No one will ever think of touching you or they’ll meet a fate that will have their blood covering my body, and their broken bones at my feet.” Slowly he slid his eyes from her pussy to her face, and held her gaze with his own. There would be no other for him, and the same went for her.

She didn’t respond, just breathed harder. Her cheeks were pink, her pupils dilated, and her lust slammed into him fast and hard. She was a true submissive in every way, but he also knew that the submission she so freely gave him was only for him, and wasn’t given lightly. She was strong when the time called for it, like when they were planning strategy with the resistance.

She was his, and he’d do everything in his power to make it stay that way until he drew his last breath.

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Greta loved this male, and although she’d never loved anyone in this way, she knew that she’d never be able to love another male like this again. Tolcan had shown her the world wasn’t all bad, that there was still hope, and that with an open mind and strength things could work out in the end.

“My love,” Tolcan said softly, and smoothed his hands over her legs as he stared at her. She was on the bed naked, her legs spread, and Tolcan stared at her like he was barely hanging on to his control. All she could think about was pushing him further, making him frantic with his need like she was right now. He gripped the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up and over his head.

The lights in the cave were barely bright, but they were using solar energy being harvested miles above them. It was primitive compared to what the Rogues had on the outside, but the fact that they had any kind of artificial light, and did not have to solely rely on fires, was a miracle, especially being this deep in the mountains.

Every hard ridge, dip, and bulge of his muscles were shown in startling clarity, and the bands of his tattoos creeping up his forearms and biceps had her inner muscles clenching. He was just so very big. Tall and hard in all the right places, he was the epitome of masculinity, and he was hers. Submitting to him was easy and pleasurable in every possible way.

“Turn around and get on your hands and knees.” He stood, and right before her eyes she watched as he went for his belt. When that was removed he undid his button and pulled down the zipper of his pants. The sight of even more hard flesh