13. Gravod

One moment, Jess had been touching me as I answered her questions. I could tell she was wary about matehood, but she'd been so open and receptive to my body, my true form. It had given me hope, and I'd let my guard down.

Now the scent of her arousal was fading. I'd said too much, and she was worried. Keeping our presence a secret was important, but those thoughts didn't belong in this bed. Not tonight.

"We can discuss it more later. Give me your hand."

As a Lydaxian male, I was naturally dominant, and I had a hard time suppressing those tendencies. After a pause, she responded to me. Her body relaxed as she placed her hand in mine.

"Okay," she sighed.

Her trust soothed me, satisfied me on a base level. I pressed her hand to my chest, paying close attention to her breathing. It sped up when her fingers passed over my abdominal muscles. She hummed with pleasure, and her scent began to sweeten for me again.

I needed her to feel how aroused I was for her, how her appreciation for my body made me hard. My cock awaited her touch. I moved her hand down, slowly down.

"Grip my shaft. Feel what you do to me." I let go.

With a shaky breath, she did as I said. Her palm glided over the weeping head of my cock as she wrapped her fingers around me. She cautiously ran her thumb over the broad crown. I groaned, and she startled.

"Does this feel good?"

Her breathy voice almost broke my restraint.

"Yes. Very good." My words came out strained, and I caught her pleased smile. It took all my willpower not to thrust up into her hand.

Jess moved more confidently, sliding her hand down toward my seal. I stayed silent, trying not to move, but I couldn't help the flex of my muscles as she stroked my long length.

Quiet exclamations left her lips as she felt the rings of drols that circled my shaft, similar to the drols under my ta'laps. Lydaxian females were stimulated by the raised grips, and from her reaction to my ta'laps in her pussy, I knew Jess was as well.

She gasped when her fist reached my seal.

The undulating skin pushed at her, suctioning and burrowing into her grip. My moans echoed through the room. I couldn't help thrusting now, my cock reacting to the sensation of sealing to my mate, even if it was only her hand.

She wasn't ready to be mated. I was quickly losing control, and I had to get it back. But then I felt her tongue swirl over my crown, pressing down at my slit. The pressure there made my eyes slide shut on a groan. It would feel the same once I was fully seated inside her.

My ta'lap at her thigh was already slick with her juices, and I sent it to wriggle into her sheath. She gasped around my cock but didn't let go, didn't pull back. Her back arched as she bent farther over me with her mouth while pressing her hips back onto my ta'lap, seeking friction.

I was happy to give it to her. As I gripped her nape with my hand, I plunged a second ta'lap between her legs, coiling it inside her and filling her up. When she pulled in a breathy moan, I tugged her off my cock, barely stopping myself from spreading her legs for my seal.

"Kiss me. Take my sagar so you can suck my cock down your throat."

I hardly recognized my own voice, it was so dark and rough. Jess moaned, a flood of wetness dripping down her thighs, past the ta'laps filling her cunt. She rose up and slanted her lips over mine, opening for my lithis, greedy for it.

As though she knew what to do, her fist never left my seal. I'd lost the ability to be gentle, but my Jess responded beautifully, spreading more of her fragrant arousal over my thrusting ta'laps. She groaned around my lithis as I plundered her mouth, coating it with sagar.

Her mouth was primed, and I couldn't wait any longer. With my hand fisting her hair as loosely as I could manage, I withdrew my lithis from the back of her throat and guided her head back to my cock. She didn't hesitate, licking the head with a moan of pleasure before taking me deep.

My eyes rolled back on a shout. The sensations were almost too much.

I could make myself come when I was alone, or with a casual partner, but I'd never been in the presence of my mate, never experienced my seal. If this was how it felt against her fist, I could only imagine how it would feel pulsing against her inner folds and her clit, holding me firmly to her while my cock thrust.

Which was what it did now. Buried in her hot mouth, all she had to do was hold still. I kept a grip on the back of her head to keep her in place while my cock plunged, tapping the back of her throat over and over. The sagar made the experience pleasurable for her, judging by her mewling cries and the wetness trickling down her legs.

Her arousal at taking me in her mouth pushed me over the edge.

"I'm coming, sta'la."

I erupted. It was the most powerful orgasm of my life, with my mate's fist against my seal and my cock deep inside her mouth. She swallowed my seed as it filled her throat, moaning along with me for long minutes as I came.

When I finally caught my breath, she was starting to clench around my ta'laps. I fought through the fog of release and pulled my cock free of her mouth. More ta'laps emerged to stroke her breasts, hold her wrists and spread her wide. I moved down her body to where her pussy was beginning to flutter.

Her scent had my cock hard again, but I needed to taste her.

She groaned as I withdrew the ta'laps from her channel. They were so far inside her, it took time to carefully pull them out.

"Don't worry, sta'la. I'll take care of you." The Lydaxian word for my mate and my love was the same. Using it felt natural, as though she was already both to me.

I had my hands on her inner thighs, keeping her spread as I nosed between her folds, inhaling her fragrance. It reminded me of a summer's day on Vytaris, a mix of the salty air off the ocean and the floral, herbal scents of gardens in bloom. My lithis swelled with sagar, ready to prepare her for mating. Tonight that preparation was as far as it would go.

Jess arched up as I licked around her opening, flicking the tip of my lithis against her clit. I savored her high-pitched moan as I teased, but then I couldn't wait any longer. One of my ta'laps replaced my tongue on her clit while I thrust my lithis into her beautiful pink pussy.

Her flavor was even better than her scent. My seal pulsed around the base of my cock, but I ignored it. This was about Jess. I focused on pushing my lithis into her tight cunt, as far as it would go.

When I hit the barrier deep inside, I paused.

We knew that a human female would likely feel some discomfort during intercourse, because of the length of our cocks and the pressure of our release directly into their womb. The sagar ought to help, but we needed to be patient. With preparation, they would accommodate our size.

The kind of preparation I was doing now.

I gently pushed in deeper, stretching her limits, as the tart taste of the sagar mixed with Jess's heady flavor. Her sounds of pleasure only increased. I released her wrists in case she needed to pull me back, and my heart sank in disappointment when her hands immediately went to my horns.

But she didn't push me away. She gripped the base of my horns and pulled me closer, grinding against my face, demanding I fill her even more. A growl of satisfaction tore from me as I gave her what she needed.

I devoured her, shoving my lithis farther inside as I held her thighs apart. The ta'laps that had bound her wrists were now circling her breasts, rubbing over her hard nipples. She moaned, arching into the touch. The tip of one ta'lap grazed her clit, and she cried out.

Jess's body went rigid as her climax seized her.

More of her delicious essence coated my lithis as her channel squeezed and clenched. I drank it down, keeping up the pressure, demanding every last flutter of her release. She shouted my name, and I couldn't help following her, my cock thrusting into the mattress as I came. I shook and groaned as I spilled my seed onto sheets that were covered in her arousal, marking them with my own scent.

Jess panted and writhed, crying out as the last pulses of her orgasm caused her to jolt. Her weak push against my horns told me she was through, and I gently pulled my lithis from her, licking my lips and savoring her taste.

I looked up at her from between her legs, my face wet with her release. Jess could see my eyes, and she stared back at me, breathing hard, her gaze heavy with lust. She was boneless and satisfied, as my mate should be. I growled.

"Mine."