28. Camille

TWENTY-EIGHT

Our mating ceremony, which we performed in a moonlit cavern, was absolutely beautiful. It was magical. And now, because of it, I have my mate.

In all my time, I"ve never been as happy as I am now. My life and my world are now complete. Mazituz holds me close to his body and carries me back into our lair.

His caresses are soft and gentle. Maybe it"s our bond, but everything this time is different. We"re connected now in a way that has deepened our attachment.

It"s a wonderful feeling. It"s almost like the piece of me that was missing is now complete. He kisses me, and I return that kiss with ardor. I want to feel his touch more than anything.

I know when we join together as one, it"ll be unlike anything we"ve shared before. It"ll be magical. I feel his tentacle-like member growing harder with each passing moment. His excitement matches my own. I can"t wait to feel him moving inside me.

"Mazituz, I want you," I murmur against his mouth. "I want you to love me."

He smiles. "I want to worship you, Camille. I will take my time tonight. I will bring you to the very precipice of ecstasy."

His words thrill me. I know the pleasure of what"s to come. Slowly, he begins to undress me, his touch lingering on every inch of revealed skin. His fingers trace delicate patterns along the curve of my spine, sending shivers of anticipation through my body.

My breath hitches as Mazituz"s lips find their way to my neck, planting tender kisses along the sensitive flesh. The warmth of his breath against my skin ignites a fire within me, an inferno of desire that threatens to consume us both.

His hands, strong and sure, explore every contour and dip of my body as if he"s mapping out every inch for future exploration. My pulse quickens, matching the rhythm of his touch as he presses his naked form against mine. I feel the hardness of his member, pulsating with need.

"Mazituz," I gasp, my voice barely a whisper. "Please... I can"t wait any longer."

He meets my gaze, his eyes dark with desire. "Patience, my love," he murmurs. "Tonight, I vow to worship you completely."

He guides me to our mossy bed, softening the ground beneath our bodies. I remain standing while he kneels and slides my dress down to my feet. With each piece of clothing discarded, the intensity between us builds until it becomes an irresistible force.

A low growl escapes his throat as he trails his fingers along the waistband of my panties before slowly sliding them down my legs. I kick them aside, baring myself completely before him. His gaze roams over my exposed form, drinking in every detail with an intensity that sets my body ablaze.

Mazituz"s hand grazes the arch of my backside before gently spreading me apart. The cool air dances across my exposed flesh before his tongue dips between my folds, teasing and exploring. Slowly he lowers me to the mossy bed, his tongue still probing.

Waves of pleasure crash over me as his skilled tongue dances and swirls, igniting a wildfire deep within me. I moan his name, my fingers tangling in his hair as I guide him closer, urging him to taste me fully.

Mazituz"s talented tongue continues to work its magic, finding every sensitive spot and driving me closer to the edge. The coil of desire tightens inside me, begging for release. His warm breath against my throbbing core intensifies the ache, heightening the anticipation that courses through my veins.

As if sensing my need, Mazituz withdraws his tongue and replaces it with two fingers. He enters me slowly, stretching and filling me with delicious pressure. The slight burn of pleasure mixes with a heady sense of fullness, awakening a primal hunger deep within.

I writhe beneath him, lost in the whirlwind of sensations that consume my body. Each thrust of his fingers hits that sweet spot, sending tremors rippling through my entire being. My walls clench around him, desperate for more.

"Mazituz," I gasp, my voice heavy with desire. "Please... I need you."

A wicked grin spreads across his face as he removes his fingers from my pulsing core and adds a third. I whimper at the delicious stretch, my body arching off the moss, craving his touch.

Mazituz"s eyes gleam with satisfaction as he watches me surrender to him completely. His fingers move within me, curling and stroking, coaxing my pleasure to new heights.

The pressure increases, the stretch becoming almost unbearable. But the desire that pulses through me overpowers any discomfort. Mazituz knows exactly how to push me to the edge and bring me back with his skilled touch.

His fingers move in rhythm, stroking and curling, hitting that spot deep inside that sends electric shocks of pleasure through my body.

My breath hitches with each precise movement, my body trembling with anticipation. Mazituz"s eyes hold a mischievous glint as he watches me writhe beneath him, his fingers delving deeper, pushing me closer and closer to the precipice of ecstasy.

My walls pulse with need. The hunger for his touch consumes me, overpowering any lingering doubts or inhibitions. I crave him, body and soul.

Mazituz"s eyes darken with hunger as he watches me unravel under his touch. He withdraws his fingers slowly. My breath hitches in anticipation as he positions himself between my thighs.

With a swift movement, he enters me, filling me completely. The delicious burn of pleasure mixes with a sense of satisfaction that only comes from being joined with my mate. I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside.

Our bodies move in perfect unison. Each thrust brings us closer to the precipice, our moans mingling in the air as our souls dance together. The sounds of our mating echo through the lair.

My mind becomes consumed by the sensations coursing through my body. Mazituz drives into me with a primal hunger, his movements becoming faster and more urgent. The sound of our bodies colliding echoes in the room, drowning out any coherent thought as pleasure threatens to consume me whole.

Mazituz"s hands grip my hips tightly, his fingers digging into my flesh. He moves with purpose, each powerful thrust bringing us closer to the edge. I meet his every movement with equal fervor, my nails leaving crescent-shaped marks on his back.

Our eyes lock, and I see the raw desire burning within him. It mirrors my own unquenchable lust. Mazituz leans down, his lips capturing mine in a passionate kiss that matches the intensity of our lovemaking.

As our bodies move as one, the world around us fades into nothingness. There is only Mazituz and me lost in a flurry of pleasure and ecstasy. Time seems to stand still as we teeter on the brink of release.

Sweat coats our entwined bodies, glistening under the soft light that filters into the cave. Beads of perspiration trickle down Mazituz"s forehead as he drives into me relentlessly, chasing that elusive peak of pleasure.

The world around us blurs. I"m lost in a haze of pleasure and desire. The anticipation becomes unbearable as the coil inside me tightens, begging to be released.

Mazituz"s thrusts become faster and harder, pushing me closer to the edge with each movement.

The wave builds within me, ready to crash over me in a tidal wave of ecstasy. With one final powerful thrust, Mazituz pushes me over the edge.

My body convulses beneath him as pleasure courses through every fiber of my being. I let out a cry of pure bliss, my nails digging into his back as I surrender to the overwhelming release.

Mazituz"s hips continue to collide with mine, fueling the fire that rages within us both. The intensity of our lovemaking reaches a crescendo, pushing us higher and higher toward the pinnacle of pleasure.

As the waves of pleasure begin to subside, Mazituz lowers his lips to mine once more, capturing my mouth in a hungry kiss. Our tongues dance together. The taste of our lust mingles on our tongues, an intoxicating blend that drives us both wild with desire.

Mazituz"s body tensed on top of me, signaling his imminent release. With one final, powerful thrust, he finds his own climax, spilling his essence deep inside me. I gasp at the feeling of him pulsing within me, milking every last drop of pleasure from our union.

As the waves of ecstasy subside, Mazituz collapses beside me on the plush moss. We lie there, breathless and sated, our bodies still humming with the lingering aftershocks of pleasure.

The air is thick with a silence that feels charged with emotion.

Slowly, Mazituz turns to face me, his hand gently caressing my cheek. A soft smile plays on his lips, his eyes filled with a tenderness that warms my soul. "My love," he whispers, his voice filled with devotion. "You are my everything."

We lie there together, tangled in each other"s limbs, basking in the afterglow of our passionate encounter.