18. Gravod

I was going to seal her. Tonight. For the first time in my life, I would feel my seal pulse against my mate while I buried my cock and filled her with seed.

It would take every ounce of willpower I had not to mark her.

The more time I spent with Jess, the more hope I had that she returned my affection. That she felt something of our connection as mates. Seeing her reaction to my true form, it was no longer a question whether she was attracted to me. The scent of her arousal left no room for uncertainty.

I didn't know if all human females would have the same reaction, but it gave me hope for the rest of my crew. Although they were the furthest thing from my mind as I wrapped my mate and prepared her to take me.

I'd heard that instinct would take over during mating, but I was still surprised at how my ta'laps acted in almost choreographed motions. They wrapped her arms and legs, lifting her off the ground. Her moans of pleasure, her surrender, satisfied something primal inside me as I took control of her body, moving it to suit me.

I kissed the sensitive spot below her ear as she dug her nails into my shoulders. Each brush of my lips had her shivering, more of her silky essence flooding over the ta'lap that teased between her thighs. Her pussy started to grip when I spoke against her neck, my voice rough with need.

"I'm going to spread your legs and soak you with my sagar. You'll come on my lithis first, then on my cock."

It wasn't a question, but she nodded anyway, her eyes dilated with desire. "Yes. Please, Gravod."

My heart soared at the trust she offered me with her body. I walked with her wrapped up by my ta'laps, carrying her to the bedroom and laying her gently down on the bed. For a moment, I just stared at my beautiful mate.

She was spread out on her back in front of me, my ta'laps around her arms and legs, keeping her open to me. More ta'laps trailed up her torso, stroking and squeezing her breasts. I draped one gently over her shoulder at the junction with her neck, exerting a small amount of pressure at the place I longed to bite, and she arched up on a sharp moan.

Eventually, it was where she would wear my mark.

The sight of the ta'lap buried inside her cunt made my cock so hard, I worried I might come before I could seal her. Her pussy started to flutter around it, and I reined in the need to thrust into her harder. Instead, I slowed the movements, sliding in and out of her more and more gently, until I finally pulled the ta'lap out. She whined.

"Shh. Good little mate. I'm going to take care of you. I have to prepare you for my cock."

When I knelt between her thighs, held wide apart by my coiling ta'laps, her scent made me feel lightheaded. I licked through her folds, tasting her sweet flavor, and her moan filled the room. The sound sent fire through my veins.

No more teasing. No more waiting. I needed her. Now.