Qef. His sack pulsed again and he was sure he was about to orgasm one more time.
Hold it, you qeffer! She can’t handle more than you’ve already given her, idiot.
Fear struck him as he watched Kerena shudder. He could only see the whites of her eyes, and she stiffened once more as another climax hit her hard.
A Shum’ai female was made for exposure to his mating hormones, but Keh-reh-nah…
…Keh-reh-nah was human.
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Kerena took a deep breath as her forehead rested against Ajos’.
It felt like she’d just experienced one whole month of sex all at once.
As she clung to him, small shivers still traveling through her, her breathing finally slowed down enough for her to think.
Now in the afterglow, her thoughts were coming fast and worry found itself within.
She’d never been one to have casual sex, and this was the reason. When she’d only just met him, she’d felt a strange connection to the minty-teal guy. Now that he’d been inside her, that connection had grown.
It felt like they’d shared something, something more than just sex, and she forced herself to not think about it at that moment.
He only wanted release this once and she’d offered.
That’s all this was.
She opened her eyes and looked at him only to find his worried gaze on her.
Now, his eyes were gold in most parts and she smiled.
She’d been right, sex was his cure.
But goddamn, she let out a breath, never had she experienced sex like that before.
Her body was still shuddering at intervals and, as she gripped his shoulders, she realized that he was still tense.
That’s when she felt him pulse within her.
Hard.
He was still hard.
“You’re still hard,” she whispered, and it felt like she’d said that before.
She’d felt him come. She’d felt the sperm rise within his shaft like a corded ring and when it had reached his tip, the most intense feeling of pleasure had spread through her from within.
It was unbelievable to her that he was still firm and at that thought, she felt him pulse within her once more.
She didn’t think it was possible, but desire was rising inside her again and she moved her hips a little.
Ajos’ eyes flickered shut as he groaned.
He stiffened and stretched his neck a little and it was clear to her that he was still holding back.
She joined their mouths once more, flicking her tongue over his lips and Ajos groaned again and pulled her closer.
“We should stop, Keh-reh-nah,” he groaned. “I am afraid you will die.”
Kerena giggled against his lips. She couldn’t help it.
This was what he had been afraid of?
This was what he’d been telling her to run from? Selfish motherfucker.
He was dangerous?
Well, she’d never been more attracted to danger.
At this point, she was dedicated to being a rebel for the rest of her life.
Even kissing him made her throb and her entire pussy became engorged with need.
Before she even realized it, she was grinding against him again, her moans filling the air.
Ajos grasped her hips again, his three-fingered hands slipping underneath her ass as he rose to stand.
He held her fast as he stepped away from the tree and she wrapped her legs around his waist.
He still seemed to be holding back though, afraid for her.
“I’m tougher than you think,” she whispered against him. “I’m not afraid.”
Ajos growled before he thrust upward, burying himself deep inside her.
Pleasure cut off her thoughts and she could only gasp.
“You should be,” he said and their eyes locked.
As he pulled out only to delve deeper inside her once more, Kerena’s lips trembled. It felt like she was losing control of her body.
Her entire frame shook as Ajos retreated only to slam home again but he held her tight and she knew she wouldn't fall.
“You feel good,” she whispered. “How can I be afraid?”
“It’s too much for you,” he growled. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
Kerena giggled again. It must be the intense pleasure making her a giddy fool. “Do what you need to, Ajos. I am ready.”
Ajos growled again as he surged into her.
She didn’t know for how long he thrust into her or how many times his seed filled her, all she knew was that it felt like she was on a train of ecstasy.
The forest around them disappeared and all she could do was feel and hear.
Her entire groin was burning with pleasure, her nipples hardened by the chill of the night, and all she could hear were the pants and grunts of the male holding her as he thrust in and out of her.
So this was what ecstasy felt like…
One climax followed the next until she felt like a noodle hanging on to him—or was she even holding on to him anymore? She wasn’t sure of even that.
Her sex ached a good ache, like a warm honeypot was running between her legs and all she could feel was pleasure.
Ajos grunted and groaned, his cock pulsing as he thrust into her. She wasn’t sure how many times he thrusted, or how many times he came and brought her to climax, all she knew was that her soul had left her body.
Her body was no longer a vessel in which it could be held. It was now a vessel of pleasure—sweet pleasure, evidenced by the slickness running from her center down her buttocks to drip against the forest floor with each climax.
She was vaguely aware of the world going dim.
Words slipped from her lips before she lost consciousness.
“Ajos…” she murmured.
“Keh-reh-nah?”
“I don’t know how I’m going to forget about you after this.”
Ajos froze, a climax shuddering through him even as he stiffened at her words.
Forget about him?
Chest heaving, he looked down at the limp female in his arms and slowly fell to his knees.
“Keh-reh-nah?”
She wasn’t moving and panic gripped him again.
He’d been right.
She couldn’t handle the intensity of the mating fever. Still, in his own need he’d pushed forward, selfishly taking too much from her.
“Keh-reh-nah?” His hand moved over her chest as he supported her back with his other arm.
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