Page 41 of The Delver (The Vrix #2)

“Fuck!” Callie cried, her ass tensing as pleasure-pain radiated through her. Her nails curled into Urkot’s hide, and she clenched the knotted shaft of his cock as she dropped her head onto his abdomen.

Heat and tingles spread across her skin beneath his large palm She was more aware than ever of how exposed she was. Urkot could do anything he wanted; he could overpower her, use her, fuck her.

And she fucking loved it.

She pressed a kiss to his hide. “Again.”

Another sharp, firm crack came, jolting her body and making her ass jiggle.

White-hot electric pleasure splintered through her, setting her every nerve alight.

Her budded nipples ached as they grazed his hide, her clit throbbed, and her sex clenched, missing the fullness of his tongue, craving the girth of his cock.

Callie lifted her head and looked at his shaft.

Thick, blue, and alien, it was slick with the oils his body produced, and it throbbed in her hand.

It was beautiful, and it was for her. The scent of cinnamon and cloves was heavy in the air, that spicy taste was potent on her tongue, and she wanted more.

Dipping her head, she licked his slit teasingly, then ran the flat of her tongue up his length.

Urkot hissed, body shivering beneath her, and his cock twitched in her grasp. When she reached the flared head, she took the two-pronged tip back into her mouth. Urkot growled, once more bringing his palm down on her ass.

The shock of sweet agony was followed by the feel of his long, firm tongue dragging over her sex.

Oh fuck, yes.

He twirled it around her entrance and dipped it inside, and she moaned around his cock, which earned her both another growl and another spank.

She sucked as she bobbed her head, teasing him with her tongue and stroking her fist up and down his shaft and over his knot in time with her movements.

It was his taste, his responses, his pleasure that spurred her on.

She wanted to see him come undone, to taste his seed on her tongue.

Urkot spanked her again, and again, each strike vibrating straight to her core. The sensations were intense, wicked, and consuming, and she already felt like she was on the verge of coming. She was so aroused that her pussy wept with need, and he was right there to lick it all up.

When his tongue flicked her clit, Callie cried out. “There, Urkot! Lick my clit.”

Clutching her ass with his claws pricking her skin, he pulled her closer to his mouth. “Ah, my suncrest.”

Warmth flooded her heart at that endearment, and pleasure shot through her like falling stars streaking across the night sky as his tongue vigorously lashed and laved her clit.

“Oh fuck!” she keened, squeezing her eyes shut. “Yes, yes, yes!”

She undulated against his mouth, greedy for more, and he drew her even closer until he had his jaw around her mons with his jagged teeth teasing her skin. But all she could focus on was his sinful tongue and the blistering sensation scorching through her.

When her orgasm struck, Callie surrendered to it completely.

Her body tensed, her sex contracted, and a gush of liquid heat squirted from her.

She cried out silently, having no voice, having no control of her body; it was no longer her own.

Wave after wave of powerful ecstasy washed through her with every stroke of his tongue until a ragged, broken sound finally emerged from her throat, a primal cry of overwhelming pleasure.

As tremors wracked her, he withdrew his tongue and clasped two hands around her hips while the third slipped up her abdomen, supporting her chest. Before she knew what was happening through the haze of her climax, Urkot lifted her off him, tearing her away from his cock, and swung his body out from beneath her to set Callie down on her hands and knees.

“Urkot?” Confused, she looked back at him over her shoulder to see him positioning himself behind her. “But you didn’t… I didn’t?—”

He yanked up on her hips, raising her ass toward him. An instant later she felt the head of his cock against her quivering sex.

“Need my seed inside you,” he rasped.

Then he snapped his hips forward, burying his length inside her.

Callie gasped at the suddenness of his thick cock filling her. The stretch burned, but it was oh so sweet how that burn bled into pleasure. In this position, he felt immensely larger.

Her pussy clamped around his shaft as he drew it back, allowing her to feel his wide, ridged head along her channel, only for him to plunge deeper, wringing a whimper from her throat. He did it again and again, his thrusts steady, slow, and deep.

“I wanted to taste you,” she said breathlessly, pushing back to meet his measured thrusts, which produced surges of pleasure that threatened to make her arms give out. “I wanted your cum on my tongue.”

Urkot’s fingers flexed, his claws digging into the giving flesh of her hips as a growl rumbled from his chest. “Frenzy is taking me. Need to be inside you. Need my seed inside you.” He slammed into her again, harder. “Need to feel you on my cock.”

Callie curled her fingers into the plant growth beneath her. Her clit pulsed with each thrust, her breasts swayed, and though his cock filled her, there was still an ache inside her that was not satiated. She wanted to be consumed. Needed to be consumed by him.

She needed to again experience that moment of sheer rapture when she and Urkot became one, body and soul, utterly lost within each other.

With a snarl, Urkot drove his cock deep, forcing his knot inside, and held her there, his claspers clamped around her thighs.

Callie whimpered. Fuck, she felt so full of him. She could feel the thickness of his knot, the throbbing of his pulse inside her, could feel his twitching. Even the silk rope wrapped around her body stimulated her skin with every movement.

“Cannot hold it,” he grated. His breathing was ragged, his body trembling with tension. “Cannot stop it.”

“So don’t.” Callie dropped onto her forearms, bracing herself, moaning as the position drew even more of him into her body. “Lose yourself. Lose yourself in me. Fuck me, Urkot.”

His grip on her strengthened, enhancing the thrilling press of his claws, and a low growl rumbled from his chest. “Shaper, unmake me.”

Urkot dropped his upper hands to the ground on either side of Callie. With his lower hand gripping her hip and his claspers around her thighs, he rutted .

He violently pounded into her with a bestial urgency that left Callie breathless. Each thrust felt as though he was trying to get as deep inside her as possible, never going quite deep enough.

Callie clawed at the ground, her body scooting forward with every slam of his hips, but he yanked her back against him each time, unwilling to let her go.

Not that she wanted him to. She needed this.

Craved this. Every pump struck a chord within her that sent liquid fire roaring through her veins, and every time his knot pushed inside, it left her with the sweetest burn.

Her cries echoed within the cavern, and she turned her face, biting down on her arm to muffle them. Urkot’s grunts, growls, hisses, and snarls reverberated, and those carnal sounds of need—his need for her—only excited her more.

Her clit throbbed, her nipples pulsed, and slick dripped her from pussy, running down her inner thighs. Pleasure coiled tight in her core. She felt it building, building, building, a maelstrom threatening to tear her asunder.

Callie lifted her head and reached back, brushing the base of one of his claspers with her fingers.

“ No ,” Urkot snarled, pressing an upper hand between her shoulders and shoving her down onto the plant-covered ground. His thrusts gained a new intensity, his cock pounding into her faster, harder, and deeper. “My mate. My nyleea . Kir’ani. Kir’ani. Kir’ani. ”

Mine. Mine. Mine.

“Yes,” Callie rasped, body jolting with the savagery of his fucking. “Yours, Urkot. Yours.”

Her breath came in shallow pants and sharp whimpers, tension thrummed through her, and the pressure in her core bloomed.

And then rapture cleaved through her, drowning her in absolute, all-consuming pleasure. Squeezing her eyes shut, Callie screamed into her arm.

Her core contracted, attempting to push Urkot’s cock out and draw it in deeper all at once, but his grip on her hip tightened, and the prick of his claws added to the ecstasy that had taken hold of her.

A low hiss tore from Urkot’s throat. He did not stop his ruthless thrusts; the wet sound of his cock slamming into her punctuated every burst of pleasure.

Trembling, Callie clutched the vegetation beneath her as her pussy quivered around his shaft. “Urkot.”

“Callie,” he rasped as he drew back and thrust into her one final time.

She felt his cock expand, felt his knot grow and lodge deep inside her, felt his hot seed flood her. Then came his tendrils, unfurling and fluttering rapidly.

“Oh God,” she breathed as a second climax took her. “ Urkot! ”

Spasms rolled through her body, and Urkot snarled, his hand pressing on her back, his body quaking. Stream after stream of his cum filled her, and wave after pulsing wave of pleasure crashed through her with every flutter of those tendrils against her cervix.

Urkot banded an arm around her middle and lifted her, sinking back and drawing her against his chest, pushing his cock impossibly deeper. His head dipped as he embraced her fully, forcing hers to tilt aside. He groaned. “Your body was made for me.”

His teeth clamped over the same spot he’d bitten her before.

A blast of pleasure-pain ripped through Callie. She screamed. He covered her mouth with a hand, muffling her cry and the moans that followed it as she orgasmed again.