“Spread your legs just a bit more,” he urged. “I’m much taller than you. I need to put my legs on the outside of yours but you’re so small I’m afraid I’m going to hurt you.”
She looked back at him and arched her eyebrow. “Most people don’t tell me that.”
All humor left his face. “I don’t want to hear about other males touching you. It makes me angry.”
“I meant that people don’t call me small.”
“You are, compared to me.”
She couldn’t dispute that. Wrath was one big, tall, buff man. She spread her thighs, braced her palms flat on the bed and watched him shift his legs to the outside of hers. It made them more level in height that way. One of his hands settled on the small of her back and his gaze locked on the curve of her ass. He stared into her eyes finally.
“I will go slow. Tell me if I hurt you.”
“I’m hurting already but it’s because I want you so bad.”
His tense features relaxed slightly. “I am in control.”
“Yes, you are.”
He smiled. “I was reminding myself of that, not you.”
“You aren’t going to hurt me, Wrath. You’re large.” She glanced at his straining cock. “But I can take you.”
“I hope so,” he muttered.
“I’m a lot of things but fragile isn’t one of them.”
Lauren turned away, lowered her head and waited. She knew he was worried about having a flashback to being abused but she trusted him. His hand pressed down and she lowered, tilting her ass higher, and he leaned in closer until the head of his c**k touched the slit of her pu**y. He rubbed her there, stroked her clit, and she moaned. The blunt head of his c**k slid higher, pressed against the entrance to her vagina, and he slowly pushed.
Her body didn’t admit him easily. She’d never been with someone so large and she spread her legs a few more inches to help him. He growled, pushed, and she moaned slowly at the feel of being parted and stretched.
“You’re so tight,” he snarled.
The sound turned her on more. Wrath sank into her slowly. She could feel her pu**y stretched taut around his thick shaft and it felt amazing. She kept her body relaxed as he eased in. It allowed her to adjust to him as he bent over her. One hand braced on the bed next to her shoulder as he curved over her back, pinned her there, and his other hand reached around her to play with her clit. A louder moan broke from her lips.
“Am I hurting you?”
“Don’t stop,” she got out.
He growled in response, withdrew a little and pushed inside her deeper. His h*ps moved slowly, rocking against her gently until he was fully seated. He paused there and allowed them both to share that connected feeling before he started moving again. He f**ked her faster, his finger tapped the bundle of nerves, and Lauren realized she wasn’t going to last long. It was too much sensory overload having him inside her while he stimulated her clit.
“Yes,” she panted and shoved her ass back at him, urging him to go faster.
He bent farther over her, his weight pinned her and his mouth opened on her shoulder. Sharp teeth raked her skin but didn’t hurt. He turned his head, lightly bit the back of her neck and Lauren cried out as the cl**ax struck.
Wrath snarled, jerked his mouth away as her vaginal muscles clamped down tightly and fluttered from her orgasm. Pressure suddenly filled her as his h*ps ground against her ass. He stayed buried deep inside her, his hand jerked away from her pu**y and his arm wrapped around her waist to lock her in place.
His body tensed, shook violently and he cried out. It wasn’t like any other kind of sound she’d ever heard—it was a mixture between a shout and a howl. His c**k felt as if it grew even bigger. She felt pressure inside her pu**y, and warmth.
Wrath leaned his weight to the right, kept a tight hold on her and they both fell over on the bed, hitting it on their sides. It surprised Lauren but she didn’t protest as he wrapped around her more, spooned her tightly in his embrace and brushed a kiss on the side of her arm up near her shoulder.
“Did I hurt you?”
She turned her head as he bent his elbow and propped his head on his hand. Their gazes met and she smiled. “No. You, um, feel bigger.”
“My dick swells. Are you sure it’s not painful?”
She reached up, cupping his cheek. “I’m okay. It doesn’t hurt.”
“I can’t stop it. I will hurt you if I tried to pull out right now. I’m locked inside you but it will only last a few minutes.”
Shocked a bit, Lauren stared at him. “Locked inside me?”
He nodded. “It’s part of my altered—”
“It’s okay,” she promised him, not really caring why it happened but just accepted it. “It’s part of you.” A chuckle escaped. “Don’t move. Stay right where you are.”
Shock filled Wrath’s eyes. “You think this is funny?”
“Not exactly funny but it’s kind of cool from my prospective. Most men just pull out and roll away from a woman after sex. You can’t do that, can you?”
“No but I admit I have no urge to separate us. I’m where I want to be.”
Lauren knew right then she had lost her heart to the big New Species.
Chapter Twelve
Lauren wiped at tears, feeling grateful Wrath hadn’t been there to witness her sadness at leaving the NSO Homeland. Regret lingered too, that they hadn’t gotten the opportunity to say goodbye but she knew it was probably for the best. It was hard to walk away from the man she was pretty sure she loved but they’d captured her coworkers so there was no logical reason for her to stay at his side anymore.
She looked back at him and arched her eyebrow. “Most people don’t tell me that.”
All humor left his face. “I don’t want to hear about other males touching you. It makes me angry.”
“I meant that people don’t call me small.”
“You are, compared to me.”
She couldn’t dispute that. Wrath was one big, tall, buff man. She spread her thighs, braced her palms flat on the bed and watched him shift his legs to the outside of hers. It made them more level in height that way. One of his hands settled on the small of her back and his gaze locked on the curve of her ass. He stared into her eyes finally.
“I will go slow. Tell me if I hurt you.”
“I’m hurting already but it’s because I want you so bad.”
His tense features relaxed slightly. “I am in control.”
“Yes, you are.”
He smiled. “I was reminding myself of that, not you.”
“You aren’t going to hurt me, Wrath. You’re large.” She glanced at his straining cock. “But I can take you.”
“I hope so,” he muttered.
“I’m a lot of things but fragile isn’t one of them.”
Lauren turned away, lowered her head and waited. She knew he was worried about having a flashback to being abused but she trusted him. His hand pressed down and she lowered, tilting her ass higher, and he leaned in closer until the head of his c**k touched the slit of her pu**y. He rubbed her there, stroked her clit, and she moaned. The blunt head of his c**k slid higher, pressed against the entrance to her vagina, and he slowly pushed.
Her body didn’t admit him easily. She’d never been with someone so large and she spread her legs a few more inches to help him. He growled, pushed, and she moaned slowly at the feel of being parted and stretched.
“You’re so tight,” he snarled.
The sound turned her on more. Wrath sank into her slowly. She could feel her pu**y stretched taut around his thick shaft and it felt amazing. She kept her body relaxed as he eased in. It allowed her to adjust to him as he bent over her. One hand braced on the bed next to her shoulder as he curved over her back, pinned her there, and his other hand reached around her to play with her clit. A louder moan broke from her lips.
“Am I hurting you?”
“Don’t stop,” she got out.
He growled in response, withdrew a little and pushed inside her deeper. His h*ps moved slowly, rocking against her gently until he was fully seated. He paused there and allowed them both to share that connected feeling before he started moving again. He f**ked her faster, his finger tapped the bundle of nerves, and Lauren realized she wasn’t going to last long. It was too much sensory overload having him inside her while he stimulated her clit.
“Yes,” she panted and shoved her ass back at him, urging him to go faster.
He bent farther over her, his weight pinned her and his mouth opened on her shoulder. Sharp teeth raked her skin but didn’t hurt. He turned his head, lightly bit the back of her neck and Lauren cried out as the cl**ax struck.
Wrath snarled, jerked his mouth away as her vaginal muscles clamped down tightly and fluttered from her orgasm. Pressure suddenly filled her as his h*ps ground against her ass. He stayed buried deep inside her, his hand jerked away from her pu**y and his arm wrapped around her waist to lock her in place.
His body tensed, shook violently and he cried out. It wasn’t like any other kind of sound she’d ever heard—it was a mixture between a shout and a howl. His c**k felt as if it grew even bigger. She felt pressure inside her pu**y, and warmth.
Wrath leaned his weight to the right, kept a tight hold on her and they both fell over on the bed, hitting it on their sides. It surprised Lauren but she didn’t protest as he wrapped around her more, spooned her tightly in his embrace and brushed a kiss on the side of her arm up near her shoulder.
“Did I hurt you?”
She turned her head as he bent his elbow and propped his head on his hand. Their gazes met and she smiled. “No. You, um, feel bigger.”
“My dick swells. Are you sure it’s not painful?”
She reached up, cupping his cheek. “I’m okay. It doesn’t hurt.”
“I can’t stop it. I will hurt you if I tried to pull out right now. I’m locked inside you but it will only last a few minutes.”
Shocked a bit, Lauren stared at him. “Locked inside me?”
He nodded. “It’s part of my altered—”
“It’s okay,” she promised him, not really caring why it happened but just accepted it. “It’s part of you.” A chuckle escaped. “Don’t move. Stay right where you are.”
Shock filled Wrath’s eyes. “You think this is funny?”
“Not exactly funny but it’s kind of cool from my prospective. Most men just pull out and roll away from a woman after sex. You can’t do that, can you?”
“No but I admit I have no urge to separate us. I’m where I want to be.”
Lauren knew right then she had lost her heart to the big New Species.
Chapter Twelve
Lauren wiped at tears, feeling grateful Wrath hadn’t been there to witness her sadness at leaving the NSO Homeland. Regret lingered too, that they hadn’t gotten the opportunity to say goodbye but she knew it was probably for the best. It was hard to walk away from the man she was pretty sure she loved but they’d captured her coworkers so there was no logical reason for her to stay at his side anymore.
