And that would make her a fool deserving of any punishment that came her way.
“You feel so good. I love the way you respond,” he murmured.
She was swollen, her core pulsing, her breasts full and heavy. Bane sought to pull back from her but she clutched him tighter on a whimper. She didn’t want to be alone in this new feeling. If this was to be her only chance at experiencing what she’d heard other females boasting of in the halls, she wanted it all.
He slid his hands under her shoulders, curving them around her as he lifted Dharma to meet his lips for another kiss. An intense wave of something unfamiliar rolled over her. The sensation threatened to overwhelm and she shoved at his shoulders, his chest.
Bane broke the kiss, breath ragged. He framed her face in his large palms. “It’s alright. I’m here. I have you.”
She calmed her nerves, drawing herself back to the present. “Don’t stop.”
Shame was far from her mind in the midst of the whirlwind he created.
Bane chuckled. “Not gonna stop until I feel you rippling around my cock and soak me in your release.”
Pulling her right leg higher, he nestled even closer, the weight of him pinning her to the bed in a delicious display of dominance. Her hips rolled with eagerness as she clawed his back. He fingered between her thighs again and slid the moisture around her folds.
When he notched the head of his cock at her entrance, she was more than ready. Almost distraught.
“I might get a little rough.” His voice was husky, a rasp that slid over her senses like a rough caress. “Tell me if it’s too much.”
Excitement peppered her skin along with a small stirring of fear. Would he hurt her? It was what males did to a female on her home world when they let their physical passions free.
Bane stroked a hand through her hair and gripped the strands, holding her head steady to stare into her eyes. “My size can be intimidating to some but I will not hurt you. I...I know to be careful with a female.”
Because he was used to the slender frames of Enotian females. He didn’t say it but the words were unspoken between them.
“I’m not afraid of you, Bane.” She wasn’t. A male was naked atop her and she wasn’t petrified and bracing for pain.
With his free hand, he traced her eyebrows with light touches, slow and tender. His other hand flexed in her hair and arched her neck up. His smile was full of wicked intent. “Good.”
He pushed forward steadily, the length of him easing into her moist center. At the halfway point, her narrow passage closed in on his shaft. Bane stopped and studied her expression. “Are you well?”
Panting through the discomfort, she nodded. The grooves in her core were accustomed to swollen rings massaging and pulsing to smooth the path into her body. This felt different. Not bad but different. She needed a moment to determine if it was the act with Bane or the lack of pain. “Keep going.”
He shifted his weight, pulled her thighs over his own and around his hips. Then he leaned back on his haunches. She gasped. His actions tipped her lower half upward, deepening the penetration.
“Give me your hands,” he said.
Releasing her hold on his shoulder, she let Bane clasp her hands and entwine their fingers. He pressed her arms back, flowing with her in the movement until her hands were flat on the bed and he hovered over her. She cried out and shuddered as the position thrust her breasts up, rubbing her sensitized nipples against the firm weight of his chest.
“Shh. Easy.” Webbing spun around their joined hands, her wrists and fingers.
She twisted her head to one side and looked at what he’d done. The compression from the threads soothed her. Leaning back onto the bed, she licked her lips and rocked her hips. “I want to feel all of you.”
He lowered his head, brushed his cheek against hers. “You will.”
It was her last coherent thought as Bane proceeded to continue his ruthless slide forward. He thrust back and forth until he was buried deep. She was slick below and felt the push and pull each time he withdrew. Her mind whirled, trying to absorb every sigh, every caress at once.
The orgasm took her by surprise. It wasn’t her first but it had been a long time and the last one had been self-induced when she had sought to entice another male.
When she came down from the magical high, she met Bane’s gaze. Immeasurable pride flowed back from his dark eyes. She could drown in their depths. Lose herself.
“Again,” he murmured.
***
Watching Dharma find her release tested the restraint Bane put on himself. Their joining was nothing like the sessions he allowed himself with sex share workers and the few relationships he had attempted. This was more personal versus the transactional experiences he had on Enotia. As she settled down with a soft sigh and an even softer look in her brown eyes, he started rocking again.
First slow and steady until Dharma started fluttering around his cock then fast and furious. His muscles coiled with tension, every breath a choked grunt. Beneath him, Dharma undulated wildly, her heaving breasts driving him insane. He leaned down and licked the small, bouncing globes, tongue running over the taut mauve peaks. First one then the other and back again. He couldn’t get enough. Her lush body was perfect. He growled and made his way up the curve of her shoulder to the base of her throat with teasing bites and kisses.
“It’s good. So good.” Her voice was low and gritty as she twisted about, her ankles locked at the base of his spine, spurring him on.
She was clenching rhythmically on him now, her core hot and creamy, sucking his length so far in Bane didn’t think he’d ever find his way out. Not having to worry he’d crush a female beneath him added an element he didn’t expect and he eased his hold on the thread maintaining his control even more.
“More. Harder.”
The scent of her arousal and their sex sharing made his head spin. The tether holding him back unraveled. Snapped. Snarling he gave in to her demand, pumping furiously into her. Their hips banged together. She drove her nails into his shoulders, the slices of pain sending lightning sharp jolts to his cock. A hoarse groan ripped from his throat.
Panting, face flushed and eyes clenched closed, Dharma cried out continuously. Bane didn’t think he’d ever heard anything sweeter. She was going to come again. He recognized the pulsing signs. She tightened around him then arched up with a piercing scream. Her passage rippled, massaging his shaft with pressure until Bane couldn’t hold back any longer.
He buried his face in the pillow at the side of her head and moaned as he came on a wave that left his stomach tight and his cock sore. Bane stayed that way as shudder after shudder continued to roll down his spine.
Stars! The violent aftershocks refused to stop and Bane found himself driving into her again with a grunt. Another blast of seed burst from his aching cock. He fought to catch his breath as the room spun around him when he opened his eyes.
After a while, he managed to lift his head and partially rose above Dharma. Sweat dripped from his face to plop on the curve of one breast. It rolled down the slope, catching on a still rigid nipple. He leaned over and suckled the crinkled bud. Dharma tugged at her hands and with a flick of his thumbs he freed her, shredding the silk threads that bound them.
She cupped his head to her breast until his cock softened and he collapsed to the side of her. They lay in silence, chests heaving while their hearts thundered.