Page 32 of Chieftain (The Outlander Book Club… in Space! #1)

Khaion

I thought I could walk away if that was what she wanted.

That the pleasure we’d already shared would be enough.

But the feeling of our bodies entwined - her mouth against my lips, her nipples scraping along my chest, and my cock buried deep inside her as she grinds herself against it—nothing has ever felt as good as this.

I moaned against her lips at the pleasure so intense it nearly overwhelmed me.

It takes all my restraint to hold still, allowing her body to acclimate to my size.

Her inner walls clench again, and I groan against her lips, the pleasure so intense it nearly cripples me.

This feels like a culmination of every erotic dream I've ever had wrapped up in this scorching white-hot moment.

Nothing else matters but joining with this beautiful woman as deeply as possible in whatever way I can.

Giving her not just my body but every part of me, mind, body, heart the world narrowed until there was nothing but our bodies and pleasure.

Her scent is a mix of flowers and spices native to my home world, and happiness blossoms through the air.

I glanced between us and watched in amazement as her body clenched around mine.

Her skin was hot; a light sheen of sweat beaded on top.

Glancing down at her body again, I watched myself slide in and out of her, inch by inch.

Each slow movement brought me closer to losing control.

"Oh God, Khaion!" Emmy moaned, her hips rocking faster than before until I had no choice but to match them with my own faster pace. My cock pulsing with the urge to spill inside her.

Her breasts bounce and jiggle with the motion of our bodies joining, and I run my hands over the pillowy mounds, taking pleasure in their softness and loving how they fill my palms. Her skin has turned a rosy pink from exertion and passion, sweat dripping down her neck and chest. I let out a low groan as I push myself through her tight channel again, drawing out of her almost entirely before pushing back deeper inside her than ever before.

She arches off the bed when my fingertips circle the small nub at the top of her sex where her pleasure lies. Our breathing becomes harsh and ragged in tandem with the slapping of skin on skin, the moisture of our movements making everything we do wetter and slicker than normal.

Her cries are music to me as she writhes and begs for more, for harder, faster.

She raises her knees in a silent plea, and I move inside her, pistoning in and out, filling her and losing myself there.

Her thighs are slick with arousal, glistening in the dim starlight streaming through the window.

My own climax hits in a rush, and I surge forward as my cock throbs and pulses spilling inside her.

Emmy cries out her release as her nails dig into my skin, her legs quivering around me.

Her hot, wet heat clamps around me, and I feel the muscles in my thighs burning from exertion.

I recognize this feeling.

It’s the feeling of a vision of something important—a dream—coming to pass.

A moment that changes your life forever.

I thought the day I became Chieftain was that moment.

I was wrong. This is the most important moment in my life.

This woman completes me and makes everything right in the universe.

She touches every part of my soul with just her gaze.

I can hardly breathe under the onslaught of emotion washing over me.

I bend towards her and take her lips in mine, kissing her slowly as I trail my tongue against the seam of her lips before allowing it to glide into the heat of her mouth.

I cradle her against me, pushing my body forward so I am buried deep inside her, our hips settling together as if made to fit perfectly like puzzle pieces.

Emmy makes a noise, a hum of contentment. "I love how you feel inside me," she whispers, hooking her leg over my thighs.

The way she makes me feel is beyond words, beyond anything I’ve ever known or will know.

I bring my arms up to wrap around her body and pull her closer.

She fits so perfectly against me—as if the gods formed her body for mine.

I want to be like this forever, buried deep in her slick heat, holding her tightly, our lips meeting in feathery touches.

I bit my tongue against the words my heart wanted to scream at the universe.

Emmy is mine, forever.