Chapter 21

MANDY

I clutch the covers as Kameer thrusts faster in my pussy. The fullness is overwhelming, and I can scarcely catch my breath. Though he inserted the smallest plug in my ass, I still feel stretched wider than I imagined possible, and I have doubts that I’ll manage to accept the larger phalluses from the box, let alone his massive upper shaft.

The protective wall I’d erected around my mind earlier is gone, shattered, and every few seconds, I sense a thought or an emotion from my mate. He’s currently basking in my whimpers, moans, and the tremors that affect my body. He likes knowing he’s pushing my limits as I struggle to accept the ferocious pounding. I clamp my eyes shut and whimper as his sudden growl reverberates in the room.

With each quick drive into my center, his vibrating scrotum strikes my clit, causing pleasure to spiral outward from my core. There’s a rapid mounting of blissful quakes, then colors explode behind my closed eyelids. I rise on my toes and jerk my center against him, lost in the euphoric sensations as my inner walls clamp down on his appendage.

It's not lost on me that he decided to claim me with his lower appendage first, which is slightly larger than the upper one, the terrible beast. Perhaps I ought to be grateful he selected the smallest plug for my bottom rather than the next size up.

As the final wave of my climax fades, I cease moving and remain bent over while he keeps both my holes filled up. One with the phallus and the other with his huge lower shaft.

How long until he experiences a release of his own?

I can’t be certain, but I think he’s lasting longer than usual during this mating session. Or maybe it’s because he already spurted down my throat four times this evening.

I consider how drenched I am in his scent. More than once, he’s indicated that the more frequently we copulate and the more often he ejaculates inside me, the sooner our heartbond is likely to form.

Mine mine mine. My beautiful mate.

I gasp. Oh, God. I just heard his voice in my head. Again.

Rebuilding the wall around my mind proves impossible. It’s too difficult to concentrate when he’s pounding me to oblivion.

The steady impact of his vibrating scrotum on my clit has me on the verge of yet another orgasm, and I cry out as the waves of pleasure undulate through my center and outward.

My upper arms won’t stop tingling and itching, but I don’t have the strength to lift my head to see if a marking has appeared.

Not yet, but I expect the first marking will appear soon, pretty human. Any hour now.

Oh fuck. He’s reading my thoughts. He’s listening in.

Tears burn in my eyes. I never wanted to mate with a Darrvason. I never wanted to get married, period, though I was willing to marry Ned if it kept me from becoming a savage alien’s bride.

A surge of jealousy hits me, and it takes me a few moments to realize it’s coming from Kameer. He doesn’t like that I’m thinking about Ned, even if I’m not having amorous thoughts about the elderly human man. I whimper, distraught that he’ll soon know all my secrets.

If you clear your mind a bit, pretty human, I’m certain you’ll be able to learn all my secrets as well. His voice is a deep echo in my head.

No no no . I send the thought down the tether that links us. I’m afraid of his secrets, and I sure as hell don’t want him to know all of mine.

I know you still fantasize about leaving me. I know you’re desperate to avoid the heartbond. But I also know how conflicted you are, Mandy.

He pounds me harder, and his scrotum smacks so hard against my clit that it stings. His fingers dig into my bottom as he keeps me spread so very wide.

Every now and then, he taps or pushes on the plug, causing me to gasp as I become extra aware of the fullness.

He plunges deep into my pussy and remains submerged in my depths, allowing his vibrating balls to press firmly to my pulsing clit. Oh, God. It’s too much. I can’t breathe. I can’t think. I can’t…

A powerful orgasm sweeps through me, and I moan and gyrate my center, helpless to stop the onslaught of pleasure. How many times have I climaxed with his cock buried deep and the plug seated fully in my bottom? I’ve lost track. But my clit’s starting to become too sensitive, and I’m not sure how much more I can take.

You’ll take whatever I give you. You’ll remain bent over the bed like an obedient little female and take all the pleasure and pain I wish to inflict. You have no choice.

He releases my ass only to grip my hips and pump faster, his movements becoming jerky as his shaft swells larger inside me. A second later, the heat of his seed fills me, a spurting gush of warmth that’s so voluminous, it escapes my center while he’s still plunging away.

At last, he withdraws his huge lower appendage from my core. I tremble as I gasp for air amid a spell of lightheadedness. My knees are so weak in the aftermath of the numerous climaxes that I don’t think I could stand if Kameer issued the order. Thankfully, he seems content to keep me bent over the bed.

His semen continues leaking from my core, and I flush when I hear an audible splat between my feet. How many more times will he pound me and spurt in my depths? And will he really keep the plug in my bottom hole for the duration of tonight’s mating activities?

He drags a hand down my back and emits a growl of approval, and I sense his pleasure through the bond. Er, the tentative bond. If the ancestral markings were starting to appear on my arms, surely I would know. Surely, he would say something. Or think something.

Time for another pounding, my sweet mate.

Before I can take my next breath, he grabs my hips and impales me with his unspent appendage, then commences a rapid pace of claiming.

I clutch the covers, gasping with each harsh drive. Tears spring to my eyes because holy fuck my clit’s too sensitive for another round, yet his vibrating scrotum keeps impacting my tender nubbin, smack smack smack , and it doesn’t take long for another thunderous orgasm to steal through me.

How can it feel so good yet hurt at the same time?

Pleasure and pain combine, though the bliss seems to feed off the agony and I don’t understand why. All I know is that I’ve become so wanton that even though it’s uncomfortable, even though I’m already getting sore, I can’t help but thrust my center back to meet Kameer’s eager plunges.

My whimpering moans echo off the walls, interspersed with my mate’s deep animalistic growls. The bed quakes and groans so loudly, I fear it’s on the verge of collapsing beneath us. Honestly, it’s a wonder the huge Darrvason hasn’t ripped away the bolts securing it to the floor and wall.

If that’s a challenge , he sends down the tether, I will gladly accept. Shall I fuck you harder? Shall we try to break the bed?

Stop reading my thoughts, Kameer. Get out of my head.

Might I remind you that you’re in my head too, pretty human? Don’t fight it. Let it happen. Let the heartbond form. It’s fate.

Fate. My pulse skitters at the thought. How can being bought and mated against my wishes by a big, dominant alien be fate? I curse inwardly because he can likely hear these thoughts too, but it’s a relief when he doesn’t offer a comment.

Another release builds, a rushing wave of ecstasy tinged with pain that I cannot stop. My poor clit. How can I possibly withstand another climax?

I almost sob with relief when Kameer snarls and his upper shaft swells larger inside me, a precursor to his own ending.

Oh, God. The size of him just before he spurts is almost too much to take, yet he pummels me to completion, spilling his seed in my depths, and somehow, I survive.

He withdraws from my center and his seed trickles from my core, running down my thighs to hit the floor again. My face grows hot as I shift in place, silently praying he’s finished with me for the night. The plug feels huge in my ass and I’m eager to have it removed, and I don’t think my poor abused clit can suffer any more attention.

Kameer helps me stand before setting me on the bed and guiding me to lean back. He grasps my ankles and gives a brief tug, arranging me so my ass rests on the edge. He guides my legs around his waist.

My heart races as I hold his gaze.

Is he about to do what I think? He’s never claimed me while facing me before, though I’ve never questioned why. I simply assumed mounting a female from behind was a Darrvason preference.

He grasps his upper appendage and aligns it with my center. His glowing red gaze brims with heated lust, and my pussy clenches as I anticipate the first delicious thrust. Even if it hurts.

It won’t hurt, pretty human. In this position, my scrotum won’t be able to torment your clit. Let it never be said that I’m not merciful on occasion. Not only do I see his sudden smirk, but I sense it through the bond.

He surges deep and I cry out.

That’s it. Take it, Mandy. Take another hard pounding.