25. Mazituz

TWENTY-FIVE

Icarry Camille back to the lair. The walk through the dark cavern passages is different now with her in my arms. This is how it should be, with her mouth never leaving mine.

She has accepted me and our bond. She wants to be my mate. It is more than I could have hoped for. It"s more than I ever would have dreamed of.

It never occurred to me that my mate would be a human, but I"m not disappointed. I"m ecstatic. My world is complete with her in it. She makes my life worthwhile.

Knowing her has been the highlight of my life. I can never go back to how things were. I don"t think she can either.

"Mazituz… I love you," she whispers against my neck.

Her words hold far greater meaning than she realizes. I know what love means for a human. For my species, it is a far greater gift.

"I love you," I say.

I step past the mess of my destroyed home, ignoring it all to focus on Camille. It seems right to reclaim this space with our love. To immediately replace the horrible scene that surrounds us with something more pleasant.

I claim her lips with my own and lay her down, eager to strip the clothing from her body. I want to take my time and savor her. I want to give pleasure unlike anything she"s experienced. It will be so much better now that she"s accepted me and who I am.

As our bodies intertwine, a current of electricity courses through me. I savor the taste of her mouth, the softness of her skin beneath my fingertips. Every touch, every caress, fuels the fire burning within me. The bond we share amplifies the intensity of our connection, weaving our desires and passions.

I explore her body with an artist"s meticulousness, mapping every curve and crevice, and I commit each one to memory. Camille trembles beneath me, surrendering herself completely to our love and to this otherworldly bond we"ve forged. Her gasps of pleasure fuel my own hunger, urging me to push further, to unlock new depths of ecstasy.

With each kiss, each stroke, I lose myself in the rhythm of our desire. This is a dance of two souls entwined in a fierce embrace. The constraints of time and space melt away as we transcend into a realm where only pleasure exists.

Camille arches her back as I find the secret places that make her shiver with delight. Her body quivers with anticipation, begging for more. I am eager to oblige her every whim.

I whisper sweet nothings against her neck, my voice a seductive melody that lingers long after the words are spoken. Each word inflames her desire, stoking the fire within. With each kiss and caress, our connection deepens, transcending the physical realm.

I feel her desire pulsating through me, matching my own primal urges. The air is thick with anticipation as we embark on this journey together, binding ourselves in a way that goes beyond mere mortal comprehension.

I sense her surrendering herself completely, trusting me to guide her through this uncharted territory of pleasure and vulnerability. As I undress her slowly, revealing the curves and valleys of her body, my heart swells with a mixture of tenderness and an insatiable hunger that only she can satiate.

I pause for a moment, taking in the sight before me. Camille lies naked before me, her body flushed with desire and anticipation. The dim light of the lair casts a soft glow over her delicate features, accentuating every curve and contour. I cannot help but marvel at her beauty, both inside and out.

Lowering myself to the ground, I brush my lips against the sensitive skin of her inner thigh, relishing in the breathy gasp that escapes her lips. Her fingers brush against my head, urging me onward. I comply willingly, my tongue trailing a path of fire along her thigh, inching closer to the source of her pleasure.

Her body writhes beneath my touch as I tease her, my tongue flicking against her most intimate folds. Her moans fill the air, music to my ears as I seek to unlock new realms of ecstasy within her.

With each stroke and caress of my tongue, I am driven deeper into a primal frenzy. She arches against me, her hips seeking more contact. I oblige willingly, delving deeper into her with a hunger that matches her own.

My fingers join the dance, exploring every inch of her slick warmth. The taste of her desire is intoxicating, fueling my own insatiable hunger. I devour her with a voracious appetite, determined to bring her to the precipice of pleasure and beyond.

Camille"s moans grow louder, filling the cavernous lair with a symphony of elation. Her body trembles in my grasp, teetering on the edge of release

The taste of her arousal fuels my own, driving me to give her pleasure beyond her wildest dreams. I delve inside her, my tongue expertly exploring the depths of her desire. Her body trembles with every flick and stroke, her moans growing louder and more desperate.

With each passing moment, our connection strengthens as if we are merging into one entity, bound by an otherworldly force. The air crackles with electricity as our bodies writhe in syncopation, a masterpiece of passion and ecstasy.

I feel her walls tighten around my tongue, a sign that she is on the precipice of release. I increase the pressure and speed of my ministrations, pushing her closer to the edge. And then it happens – her body convulses with pleasure, her back arching off the ground as waves of ecstasy crash over her.

Her screams echo throughout the lair as waves of euphoria wash over her. I revel in the beauty of her surrender, in the power I hold to bring her such exquisite pleasure. As she rides out the aftershocks of her orgasm, I hold her close, savoring the feeling of our tangled bodies.

As she comes down from her high, I crawl up her body, capturing her lips in a deep and possessive kiss. I taste herself on my tongue as I ravage her mouth, savoring every moment of our union.

But this is only the beginning. Our desires are insatiable, and we crave more. With a surge of strength, I position myself between her legs, ready to claim her fully. Our eyes lock in an intense gaze, reflecting the raw hunger and longing that resides within us both. I see the trust in her eyes, the unspoken invitation to push forward, to take her completely.

With a slow yet deliberate motion, I enter her, feeling her warmth envelop me. The sensation is breathtaking, overwhelming in its intensity. I hold still for a moment, allowing her to adjust to the feeling of our bodies becoming one.

Camille"s nails dig into my shoulders as she urges me on, craving the deeper connection that only this act can provide. I begin to move, a steady rhythm building between us. With each thrust, I feel the bond between us grow stronger, binding us in a way that transcends physical pleasure.

Her moans echo through the cavern, mingling with mine. The air is thick with desire as we give ourselves fully to this primal dance. Our bodies move in perfect synchrony, seeking release and fulfillment.

Every thrust is met with an equal force, a concerto of pleasure and connection reverberating through us. The cavern walls seem to tremble in response to our unity as though nature itself recognizes the sacredness of this bond.

Camille"s nails dig into my back, her moans filling my ears and igniting a fire within me. Our bodies move in perfect harmony, finding a rhythm that transcends the physical realm. There are no words left between us, only primal grunts and cries of joy.

Her legs wrap around my waist, urging me deeper inside her. I comply willingly, driven by an insatiable hunger to claim every part of her. With each thrust, I push her closer to the edge once more, seeking to unravel the depths of pleasure that lie within her.

Time seems to blur as we lose ourselves in this act of raw passion. The world around us fades away, leaving only the two of us entwined in a universe where pleasure reigns supreme. Every movement brings us closer to the edge, pushing us toward a climax that will leave us forever changed.

Camille"s body contorts beneath me, her back arching in an exquisite display of pleasure. Her moans reach a crescendo, harmonizing with my own passionate cries. We are locked together, our bodies moving as one.

With each thrust, I feel my own release drawing near, but I am determined to prolong this perfect union for as long as possible. I want to taste every ounce of pleasure she has to offer, to etch this memory deep into the recesses of my mind.

Camille"s inner walls clench around me, her body urging me toward our shared release. The tension builds within me, an electric current coursing through my veins

Her moans escalate, growing louder and more desperate with each passing second. I sense her on the precipice once again, her body teetering on the edge of a mind-shattering climax. With one final surge of strength, I drive into her with an intensity born from raw desire.

My hands roam her body, caressing her breasts and tracing patterns along her skin. Every touch is deliberate and purposeful, igniting new fires within her. Camille responds with fervor, her hips meeting mine with an urgency that matches my own.

A tidal wave of pleasure crashes over us as our bodies convulse in unison. The world around us disappears, consumed by the overwhelming sensations radiating from every fiber of our beings. Our cries mingle in the air, becoming one.

As we ride the waves of bliss together, our bodies slowly unwind from their tangled embrace. I hold her close, our hearts pounding in sync as we try to catch our breath. The cavernous lair is filled with the smell of our mating and as I push myself off her to lay on my back, she surprises me by climbing on top.

"Again?" she asks.

I smile at her.

"Again."