Head over heels, I fell, but before I could smack into the ground, he was there, grabbing my hips.
“Mine!” he growled.
He lowered me onto my hands and knees and ripped the nightgown into shreds, leaving me bared to the world.
On all fours, my ass was raised high in the air, presented to him almost instinctually. His paws grabbed my hips, claws digging into my sides as he pulled my hips upward. Instantly, I dropped my head and chest toward the ground, giving him a better angle to use me as he pleased.
Zirene was shuddering behind me, panting hard as he tried to catch his breath. He pressed his knees between my legs, opening them wider for better access.
I quivered, anticipating his next move as his paws pulled my hips backward. I felt him place his hardened cock between my folds and groan at my wetness. He rubbed his cock along them, covering his member with my natural lubrication.
Once satisfied, he aligned his head to my entrance and pushed.
Looking over my shoulder, I locked my eyes with his.
Zirene started to purr, intensifying the sensation of his cock vibrating within me.
Smiling, he leaned over me, taking me on all fours, his body on top of mine as we joined like savage lovers on the jungle floor. Zirene slowly placed kisses up to my neck. Pressing his nose to my skin, he inhaled deeply, savoring my scent. Instinctively, he nibbled his mark on my neck as his paws covered my hands, holding me in place.
Slowly, he rocked back and forth, my essence welcoming him deeper with each push. His hardened cock felt incredible against my walls, driving my need for him to take me harder.
Small moans escaped my lips as he picked up his pace, forcing himself not to thrust all the way in. I could tell he was savoring our last time together, allowing my body to adapt to his large size rather than hurting me by rushing this.
Sounds of pleasure radiated from both of us with every move.
I closed my eyes and focused on my feelings. Deep in my heart, I knew he was trying to show me how much I meant to him through this.
Zirene started to rock back, pulling his cock out before plunging back in. A groan escaped me at his swift movement. He repeated the motion, rocking back and forth, only allowing a small part to slide in and out but picking up his pace with every stroke.
Whenever his head hit a specific spot, my pussy spasmed and tightened around his cock, and I moaned in pleasure. Gradually, his strokes grew longer and more intense, keeping the head of his cock inside whenever he pulled out, only to bottom out once again. The sounds of our bodies rubbing against each other filled the night air.
“Zirene,” I gasped as he entered me forcefully from behind.
“Yes, Nova?” he paused.
“I need to tell you something.”
Pausing, he gripped my hands tighter. “What is it?” he growled.
“I love you,” I breathed. “I want you to know that I love you before you go.”
“I know,” he swore. “I knew this whole time. I love you too—and every time you orgasm, you’ll remember how much I love you.”
He impaled me entirely once more.
I cried out as my pussy spasmed. I could feel my walls tighten around his thick length, sucking him deeper. His body rocked against mine as he struggled to keep his control. His nails scratched at my hands as spasms racked me; the pain only heightening my pleasure.
As soon as he pulled out, he pushed back in, bottoming out once more.
He frenzied. His pace was fast and deep, wild with his great need. Loud moans escaped me as I rode out a chain of orgasms. He tightened his hold on my hands to savagely fuck me.
I felt his clamp emerge, inflating as it traced along the crease of my ass crack each time he thrust into me. As soon as it teased my rear, he surged forward, embedding the small extra appendage inside my rosebud.
Instantly, an inferno burst through me as I screamed his name.
His clamp pinched the wall between his hardened cock and itself, triggering his release. He roared my name in ecstasy, my body spasming beneath him.
Swiftly, he bit my shoulder as darkness welcomed me.
Chapter Eighteen Selena
Usually, waking up in the arms of my Favored felt terrific, but this morning I woke up feeling raw, for I knew Zirene had left me the night before.
An unrestrained sob escaped me, instantly waking Odelm, who pulled me away from Xylo’s embrace. Carefully, my musician rolled me over, wrapping his arms and tentacles around me as if he was trying to protect me from the universe.
Hands rubbed my shoulders, and instinctively, I knew I’d woken Xylo as well. He, too, was trying to massage my sorrows away.
I could feel the calming influence radiating from Odelm as he tried to stop me from drowning in my sorrow. But no matter how much I tried to push the negative thoughts away, they returned in full force.
How could I be happy knowing that Zirene had left by himself to deal with his corrupt father in some palace across the galaxy?
“I won’t say it’s okay, because I know that's a lie,” Odelm offered. “But we’re here to take your sorrows and make them our own. You deserve all the support we can give.”
“How could he watch me go on dates with all of you, knowing how soon he would be forced to leave?” I asked. “He couldn’t comprehend how that made me feel when I learned about it.”
“He would rather see you happy in the little time he had left with you than make you worry about his departure,” Xylo explained. “That’s how warriors think. They would rather see their nestqueen content than drag her mood and the rest of the clan down, spiraling into a web of despair. In times
