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The kiss was clumsy at first, the simple press of lips on lips, until she took control.

She gripped the back of his head, tangling her fingers through his silky hair, urging him to tilt his head.

He moved his lips experimentally, pulling at hers, darting his tongue out to run it along her lower lip.

Issa let her tongue slip out to meet his and parted her lips a little more, inviting him in, the vibration of his harsh moan sinking into her mouth along with his slick tongue.

Without thinking, she spread her thighs and Kris moved between them. The scorching heat of his erection brushed along her inner thigh.

Kris’s body went rigid in response to the contact and he pulled back from their kiss, hands gripping her shoulders tightly. He stared between them, panting from desire. His cock twitched against her thigh, just to the side of the deep lavender of her glistening core.

“Does it feel good yet?” Issa asked, her voice rough with need.

A lock of dark hair fell across Kris’s forehead with his brisk nod. He looked back into her eyes, his gaze feverish. Then he pulled back and shook his head, grimacing.

“I have to wait. It’s too soon. But Sweet Mother, I want to be inside you. Deep inside.”

“Too soon?” she asked, confused. The energy she had gathered from the humans boiled inside her. Her entire body felt like it was pulsing with the need for release, and he was here .

“We have to wait for the others. I can’t begin until they’re all here. The chamber might destroy me if there isn’t another to give me their power soon after I take yours.”

Issa caught a glimpse of movement over Kris’s shoulder at the entrance.

Geva stepped softly into the room, large and naked and more aroused than Issa had ever seen him.

He looked just as hyper-saturated with energy as she felt, his red eyes glowing.

He reached behind himself and pulled Erika forward, then bent to scoop her up into his arms while he whispered something in his new mate’s ear.

His entrance couldn’t have been better timed, and she shot a quick thought to him to that effect.

“You don’t have to wait any longer,” she said to Kris. “They’re coming now.”

Kris looked back down between them, concentrating on her core. He gripped his hard length in one fist and centered it between her folds, letting out a stuttering breath when his tip brushed against Issa’s swollen clit.

The buzz of his energy sent tingling currents through her. All of that would be given to the Queen along with her own abundant supply very soon.

With the tip of his cock seated just barely at her entrance, he slipped both palms down her inner thighs and spread her lips apart, exposing her throbbing clit. He rubbed one thumb over it in a tight circle, sending a rush of heat through her entire body.

“Does that feel good?” he asked gruffly.

Issa could only nod and twitch her hips, aching for him to sink into her fully. He hissed in response to her motion over his cock, closing his eyes and bowing his head as he concentrated.

He sank in slowly, and Issa watched the enjoyment grow with each incremental push until he filled her completely. And fill her he did, the velvet of his cock sliding so perfectly against her slick walls until he had his hips tightly settled against her thighs and ass.

She wrapped her legs around him and tilted up to meet his next thrust, accepting his kiss and the push of his tongue between her lips. Sweet Mother, he tasted like flying through an electrical storm, and it was good.

Kris kept one hand between them, rubbing rhythmically at her clit.

“Just fuck me,” she silently said, too breathless to vocalize.

“Issa,” he murmured. “I can’t … you feel too good.”

Issa could only make more inarticulate sounds of enjoyment to encourage him.

He couldn’t seem to stop touching her while he fucked her.

With each rhythmic pistoning of his cock, his hands roamed, sliding over her breasts, down her sides, gripping her ass and squeezing.

He slid both large hands up her thighs and pushed them wide, exposing her to him again.

Each thrust grew more violent, more desperate.

“You have something to give me. Give it now,” he commanded, rubbing at her engorged clit again until the energy overwhelmed the dam of her self-control. She came hard in a cascading flood, thrusting her chest up, head back as she cried out into the air above her.

The depleted sensation was almost instantaneous, the energy leaving her in a series of throbbing rushes.

When she opened her eyes to look at him, the previously inky marks on his torso glowed bright white.

He shuddered against her, his face contorting with his own soul-gripping climax.

He bent his head against her shoulder and pressed his hands into the stone of the altar at her back.

The stone underneath his touch took on the same illumination and radiated out as though flowing from Issa to Kris and into the stone behind them. The air in the room crackled with the power as it pulsed from his fingertips at the same time his hot semen shot deep inside her.

Issa lay back against the warm stone of the altar.

Kris lay atop her, his hands now both fixed against the stone.

She could still feel the transfer of power like a steady stream until the pressure of its presence dissipated and she was left empty.

Kris relaxed with his head on her shoulder, his body covering hers heavily.

She stroked his hair and adjusted their position slightly, grateful for the supporting contour of the altar’s curvature that allowed her to still see the rest of the room.

Geva came forward while Kris still knelt between her thighs, cock still embedded deep inside her. Erika followed, an eager look on her face.

“Our turn,” Geva said.