30. Cinis

With the mating ceremony and this tradition finished, I can't wait to get Serena back to the hovel.

She has taught me so much about what it is to love and how to show it.

The longing I once felt - the void - has been filled by her. As we step through the threshold, I pull her close to me. I look down into her eyes and watch as her lips part. She watches me intently as i dip my head down to kiss her.

She parts her mouth more, letting my tongue twist with hers. Our breathing becomes quicker, faster as she presses her body against me. My cock thickens and swells, ready to take her, my mate here in our hovel.

I lead her to the bed, my arms wrapped around her, not breaking the kiss, and lay her gently on her back.

I take the time to undress he while kissing every bit of exposed skin left in the wake of her wedding clothes. She smiles at me as her hand reaches out and undoes my clothing, letting my cock spring free.

Her gasping moan at the sight of me sends a shudder running through my body.

"I'll never get used to how good this feels with you," I say to her, my breath husky with arousal. The heat courses through Serena and I can sense it burning at her entrance.

It makes me feel ravenous with need.

I climb over her, kissing up her stomach to her breasts, stopping to flick my tongue against her nipple. She moans in response and writhes beneath me as I take the other one between my fingers and roll it into a perfect, hardened bud.

I kiss her neck, trailing along her jaw until I reach her parted lips.

Her breath is warm even on my face as I trace the curve of her mouth with my tongue.

I may be a being of fire, but she's something else entirely.

Her body shudders beneath me, and she arches her hips off the bed, brushing her slick center against my cock. A groan comes from deep in my chest as I position myself right at her wet heat.

"Cinis," she moans, feeling the tip of my cock slowly press into her. Her hips lift off the bed, pulling my cock deeper inside her. Her body tenses around me, making me stutter as i slide fully inside her.

The sensation is consuming, squeezing the breath from me. I begin to slowly thrust as i kiss her, swallowing her moans as I move within her.

I remain steady, my rhythm slow and intense, stretching out the moment as I savor the sensations of her body wrapped around mine. Serena"s eyes close as she feels me move within her, a sigh escaping her lips. Each thrust only serves to stoke the flame between us even more.

Her nails dig into my rocky back, urging me closer as she whispers my name. The huskiness in her voice sends a thrill racing down my spine and adds to my already hard-to-bear arousal.

She feels so good underneath me, so warm and welcoming that it takes all my concentration to hold on.

"Open your eyes," I say to her, my voice thick with desire.

Slowly she complies, her lashes lifting to reveal the depth of her need reflecting in her gaze.

"That"s it," I praise, holding hers with mine, creating an intimate connection that goes beyond our physical forms.

The rhythm increases slightly but still maintains a controlled pace, focusing on deepening each stroke rather than hastening them. Serena's skin turns flush beneath me, glowing with sweat as she writhes beneath me in time with my movements.

She reaches up and touches my cheek, her fingertips gently tracing the contours of my face before coming to rest on my fiery maw. I pause momentarily to kiss her palm before resuming our shared rhythm.

Her touch is soft yet determined, a counterpoint to our fierce connection.

With every exhale she makes, I fill her more completely till all there is left is serene satisfaction written across her face. Holding myself deep inside her, I watch as Serena shudders through a wave of pleasure that makes her gasp, crying out as her body clenches around me.

A shudder rolls through me as my cock squeezes inside her, the feeling making me determined to do it again. I kiss her chest as I thrust shallowly in and out of her as she catches her breath.

"Cinis. Gods, yes." she moans with every slow stroke into her body.

Feeling emboldened by her call to divinities, I plunge deeper with an intensity that leaves her gasping, her wrap around me tightening as if pleading for more. The sight of her caught in the throes of passion spurs me on and I press a hot kiss to the side of her neck, drinking in the intoxicating scent that is uniquely Serena.

With painstaking precision, I set a rhythm that draws out every last shudder from her. Each roll of our bodies makes my heart pound even harder. An overwhelming urge to make this moment last envelopes me and with a guttural growl, I slow my pace and drink in the sight beneath me.

She's wild, desperate, and utterly beautiful. Her sleek body shudders in time with my strokes, her teeth biting onto the soft flesh of her bottom lip as she tries to contain herself. But I want it all – every sound, every shudder, every flicker of pleasure that crosses her face.

Her body meets mine with each thrust, urging me deeper. Her legs wrap around me as the primal rhythm we've created grows more intense. She buries her face into the crook of my neck, her breath hot and ragged against me. The scent of sex fills the room, a heady perfume that stirs the base instincts lying dormant within me.

I roll us over so that she"s straddling me on top, allowing her to control the pace and depth of our union. Serena places her hands on my chest, using it as leverage as she begins to bounce on me, taking my cock deeper with each descent.

Her movements are practiced and confident, a slow grinding rhythm that matches the feverish beat of our hearts. I watch as pleasure paints itself across her face, her brows furrowed in concentration and lips parted in silent ecstasy. The fire in her eyes is mirrored by the heat that courses through me, fanning the embers of my desire into a roaring blaze.

Her breasts bounce with every movement, their fullness swaying hypnotically within my sight. I reach out to cup them, pinching her hard nipples between my fingers making her whimper. Her rhythm becomes erratic, signaling the edge of another wave of pleasure about to crash over her.

The pace quickens, her hips moving with a sense of urgency that matches my own need. Each downward thrust sends jolts of pleasure radiating through every nerve in my body. My tendrils find their way to her waist, encouraging the rocking motion she has perfected.

I reach up to tangle my fiery tendrils into her hair, pulling her down so I can kiss her passionately. The taste of her tongue on mine is a sweet elixir that fuels my fervor.

Her hands roam across my chest, tracing the contours of my muscles and heightening my sensitivity to every touch. Her body responds, tightening around me in ways that make my breath hitch.

The pace quickens, her hips moving with a sense of urgency that matches my own need. Each downward thrust sends jolts of pleasure radiating through every nerve in my body.

With each gyration of her hips, she cries out my name like a mantra, driving me further into mind-numbing pleasure. Her movements become more erratic as she nears the edge, head thrown back and nails digging into me in a desperate plea for more.

"Serena," I breathe out, my voice sounding hoarse even to my own ears.

Her response is a soft keening sound that echoes around the room, adding to the symphony of our coupling. The sight of her riding me, claiming me as her own, is too much for me to handle and I find myself at the edge once again.

"Serena," I repeat in a gasp, digging into her hips as she seizes control of our rhythm.

She leans forward as if reading my mind, pressing her lips to mine in a heated kiss that leaves me reeling. Our tongues dance together in a rhythm that mirrors our lower bodies.

I give in to the overwhelming pleasure that has been building within me. Serena"s body freezes above me as her orgasm hits like a tidal wave, a scream of ecstasy pulling from her throat as she rides out her climax on top of me.

This drives me over the edge too.

I grip her hips, pulling her down onto me hard as pleasure overwhelms me. Heat surges up, spilling out into her as I ride out my own orgasm inside her.

My hips buck involuntarily as my cock pulses inside her. She clenches around my cock, with a moan and her body relaxes onto mine as we lay tangled in sweaty sheets and heavy breaths. Serena"s head rests against my chest.

I pull her closer still, imprinting the feel of her body against mine into my memory. My heart slows its gallop back to a trot as she nestles closer. I can feel her heartbeat against my chest - that wild rhythm slowing as she drifts off into slumber. Every breath she takes sends tingling waves through me, serving as a gentle reminder of the lovemaking we just shared.

A sense of ownership swells within me - not one that speaks of possession but belonging. At this moment, she is mine just as much as I am hers.