Possessing Providence(18)

Her hips twisted and she tried to pull her legs together. He growled and set his knees between her legs, so she could not pull them closed. He brushed away her hands to stroke and explore.

He like the fact she was so sensitive. He took a mental note to be more careful with this part of her body, but learning her triggers and sensitive parts was vital. He slipped a finger into the opening, finding her extremely tight. It worried him. He knew from his lessons, Kelon women were genetically made to accommodate a Kelon male.

“You are small and tight.”

“I’m a virgin, Zelron,” she panted. “I…I will be tight, but women stretch, or they would not be able to give birth.”

He tested her resistance by sliding in a second finger to his knuckle and moved them in and out, mimicking sex. She arched and mewled, and her tight channel grew wetter under his ministrations. She would stretch, but he still feared hurting her and withdrew his fingers.

She sighed, her eyelids half closed while gazing up at him. “I suppose you have had many females.”

“No, little one, you are my first and only. Kelon males only ever have sex to claim and make younglings.”

Her eyes widened in clear surprise. “But, how, I thought all men like sex, they—”

“I am Kelon, it is our way.”

“So, we’re both virgins? It seems unreal.” Her brow creased in a frown and he saw her disbelief. “How do you know what you’re doing then?”

He let his lips curve into a smile. “It is a part of our education, to please our females.”

“Oh, but why haven’t you kissed me yet? Do you kiss?”

“Kiss, no, but I have heard of this.” It was a new practice being embraced by younger Kelon males, but he dismissed it as foolish. Now, however, his gaze lingered on her lovely, pink lips. It could do no harm to give her what she desired.

He lowered his body and placed his lips to hers, a little uncertain of what to do.

“Teach me to kiss.” His voice was low, using his commanding tone on her, but she responded beautifully. Obeying the command, she moved her mouth over his, licking at the seam of his lips and nibbling shyly.

A little harder, he did the same back to her, his hand sliding up her neck and into her hair. With a firm grip, he tugged her head back at a better angle. She gasped and he put his mouth over hers with a need to taste and explore. So, this was kissing? By the Fires of Elron, he wanted more. He drove his tongue in, dominating her mouth. He felt the slight pressure of her fingers biting into his shoulder. When he pulled back, they were both panting.

Enough toying; he needed to be inside her. With one hand still gripping her hair, he slid his other between their bodies, easily finding her moistened hole and slid in two fingers. He hit a barrier. Was this what marked her as untouched?

Her body bowed while he worked her, watching her face as he flicked his thumb over her clit.

Her breathing became rapid, and she moaned loudly. Zelron wanted to see what happened when he pushed her to the edge; he added another finger. She gasped, but then relaxed as he felt her body accommodate it.

Yes, his cock was thicker than his fingers, but he felt this was the best way to proceed with his claiming, easing her discomfort by making her climax first.

“More, faster.” The words tumbled out on her panting breath. He obliged, while using his thumb to brush her nub every time he pushed inside her.

Her body shuddered. “Oh, oh, Z, I’m going to… ohhhh!” He covered her mouth with his hand, muffling the high pitched shriek as her body convulsed.

Ah yes, look at her, amazingly beautiful. Pride swelled his chest knowing no other had done this to her. Only he would see her like this for the rest of their lives.





Chapter 7

“So hot, so wet.” The deep, husky timbre of Zelron’s voice wrapped around her as she floated to the stars, pulling her back down.

Oh my god, my first, non-self-induced orgasm!

She blinked, her breathing still rapid, seeing Zelron’s face swim into view. He withdrew his fingers and she felt funny, buzzy, a sort of a floaty feeling, like drinking too much wine.

She knew it was far from over when he pushed her legs even wider, placing his hips between them. She groaned, feeling the probing head of his cock. She didn’t know when he discarded his pants, but she didn’t care. She wanted him inside her, to make her a woman, to end the humiliation of feeling unwanted.

Scrunched over her, he cupped her head between his hands, tilted her head back and placed a hardened kiss on her lips.

“I claim you now, you are mine.”

Unable to form words, she simply nodded. Slowly, he pushed in, stretching her wider than his fingers did. It burned and she whimpered in pain while he forced himself deeper.