Page 232

He didn’t like that now he’d lowered her, he was a looming shadow over her fragile and delicate body. That he was shading the beauty of her.

Perhaps it was the nag of the past, being called a monster, but he didn’t want any part of him to feel foreboding or scary when it came to her – not even his own shadow.

Her beauty deserved the light.

With his cock nestled within the warm cuddle of her pussy, he leaned forward until his biceps touched the ground, and rolled so she was above him. He had to wiggle back into the sun a little, but he was rather pleased with himself once he did.

Especially since he flattened his clawed feet against the ground, lifted his backside, held her by her hips, and pumped into her from below. Emerie threw her head back as she arched, letting the sun wash over and warm her from behind.

Her shadow was cast over him instead, but she was so small it barely reached his skull.

Ingram finally let the fever of his desires fully take hold. His hips picked up speed, wanting to see this female break apart. He wanted her to reach the tip of her pleasure so she could scream for him and let all the Veil know she was completely and utterly his now.

That he had saved her, and nothing could take her from him again.

She is mine.His orbs flared dark green for just a moment as the aggressive swell of his emotions gripped him, possessive and covetous.My bride to take, to cherish.

Her breasts jiggled and bounced with each of his long and measured thrusts, as did her thighs when his hips impacted them. Her fingers touched against his pelvis whenever he was seated deep, and then slipped away to wait for his return whenever he drew back.

And Ingram drew back far, bringing his cock almost all the way out of her so he could see the flared rim pop out as much as he felt it. He became enrapt with where they were joined, at where his thick, long cock kept disappearing into. Purple, veiny, with soft scaley spikes being tickled by her rippling insides, he watched himself take his female.

His tentacles didn’t stand a chance at clinging to her, but they constantly caressed her flesh.

“Oh god, yes. Take me.” Her pussy clamped and spasmed around him, and his cock’s lubricant was slicker than ever as it mingled with hers. “Faster, Ingram. Fuck me faster, I’m so close.”

Part of him wished she hadn’t begged him for more, not when it was obvious she was about to lose herself around him.

The base of his spine tingled, and he flinched when his seed sacs clenched unbearably hard. He growled, and pumped his hips as fast as he could for her, only for his mind to blank out in bliss with only a few short strokes.

His emotions, his own need for her, twisted his mind and body into an ache. His thrusts became erratic, his pumps hard. His tentacles latched and clung, forcing him to only pull back so far or he worried he’d tear her soft skin.

Her scream was unusually loud, her cute little lungs giving him a wild and carnal song, just as she milked him for his seed. His own orgasm slashed at his groin like a menacing beast, clawing at him with a swift, unpredictable swipe.

He couldn’t take the intensity of movement while she orgasmed around him.

He shoved her down as he pushed in hard, his tentacles locking around her as he quaked, back arched. With his head tilted back all the way, his body was suspended in soul-crushing pleasure.

His lust-filled sight darkened under the power of it, of her body spasming around him while he flooded it.

Oh, fuck.His claws sliced into her until blood welled, but he couldn’t stop crushing her with his hands. Couldn’t stop gripping her for dear life, like it was the answer to keeping his heart beating when it felt as though it was about to give out.Oh, fuuuck.

Perhaps it was all the emotions that had led to them joining, or the fact he couldfeelthe connection of her as his bride, but something had stroked his mind and body on a deep, visceral level. He released so hard he thought his soul was about to leave him.

For a long while, Ingram held the position even once he’d drained himself inside her, his body jolting with aftershocks. Her heartbeat fluttered around him, so soft, and gentle, and intimate around his hardened centre.

It was only when she palmed up his stomach, as though tolovinglysoothe him, that he finally touched the ground again. His feet came out from under him, and he collapsed as he laid down. Tilting his skull to face her, he found her eyes were warm and tender as they watched him.

“Emerie,” he rasped out, cupping the side of her neck so he could rub his thumb across her smooth and freckled cheek.

She welcomed his palm by leaning into it and holding the back of it to keep it to her. Her fingers petted the exposed bones.

He thought she would be docile with him. He was wrong.

She touched her toes to the ground, lifted up and off his cock, and leaned back to sit on the length of it. Despite its softening state, his waning erection jerked at watching her stretched pussy leaking with his seed.

Then, she rubbed her clit against it as she bit into the side of his palm.

“You’re not done yet, are you?” she teased, her lips curling into a smirk. “You’re usually not after one time.”