Page 44 of Unmoored

Standing abruptly, I grabbed her by the waist and threw her onto the bed, pressing my lips to hers in a desperate kiss. She melted beneath me, her hesitation from earlier dissolving as she wrapped her legs around my torso and met my advance with equal fervor. She grabbed my shoulders, digging her claws into my skin as she pulled me into her. I was struggling to remain fully in my human form, and she kissed my spikes and gills as they appeared on my skin, sending me into a frenzy of sorts.

Utterly lost in her body, I trailed my tongue up and down her neck, nipping and biting at her collarbones. She tightened her legs around my waist, grinding her hips against the shaft of my already hard cock, and I nearly whimpered at the sensation.

“Take me,” she panted, dusting her lips along the sensitive skin of the gills on my neck. I shivered, desire flooding my body, and I scented her overpowering arousal in the air once again.

“Have you ever been with a man, Hazel?” I asked, pausing, searching her face. Her blank stare and lack of response gave me the answer I was looking for. It would take delicate handling on my end, but I’d stay in my human form this time. She deserved a tender, soft introduction to things of this nature. We’d have plenty of time in the future for me to claim her in the way I wanted, leaving her in pieces.

I leaned up on my elbows and cupped her face, lettingmy forehead fall until it rested against hers. She pressed her hips into mine once again, and the heat of her core made my throbbing cock even harder.

“If we keep going,” I said, thrusting against her, the linen of our clothes in the way. “You must understand I’mnevergoing to let you go.”

She stared up at me with glossy eyes, and my heart felt like it was going to burst through my ribcage. I needed her to say yes. I needed her to want me as desperately as I wanted her.

She nodded a second later, breaking through the tension gripping my body, and I kissed her tenderly, pressing my tongue into her mouth as my hands caressed her hips.

“If it hurts, if you want me to stop, just say so,” I said, leaning my forehead against hers. She nodded again, pulling me into another kiss, and I ripped through our clothing with a single claw before descending on her.

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HAZEL

Hot, desperate need coursed through my body as Draya pushed my legs apart and ran his tongue along the crease of my labia. The sensation was like nothing I’d ever experienced before, and I couldn’t help but gasp as he slipped over my clit.

I’d been embarrassed to admit that I’d never lain with a man before, but he didn’t seem to mind, though I was grateful he stayed in his human form. As much as I hated to admit it, he still frightened me as a Talassi. Although the thought of him pleasuring me with fangs and claws thrilled me in a deep, perverse way.

“What if someone comes in?” I gasped, trying to push him away, momentarily horrified by the idea of Cordelia finding us like this.

“No one will,” he said, looking up at me with a smug grin. “They’ll scent us far before they reach the door.”

I didn’t know how to feel about that, but my anxieties were quickly forgotten as the unexpected ridges of his tongue explored my cunt once again. Soft moans escapedthe back of my throat as he filled me, and he noted how my body moved with each flick of his tongue and fingers.

When I lived at my father’s estate, I’d touched myself a few times, often pretending I was a character in one of the romance novels I’d snuck from the library. At Akala, I’d forgotten that pleasure like this could even exist, and the intensity of Draya’s ministrations in this moment had my vision clouding at the edges.

He flicked his tongue against my clit as his fingers pumped in and out of me, and I dug my nails into the muscles of his shoulders, grinding against his face. Tension built low in my belly, and all I could focus on was how badly I wantedmore.At some point, the coppery scent of blood hit me through my daze, and I realized in my pleasure I’d broken his skin.

“I’m sor–”

He cut me off with a grunt, pausing to grin, his olive-toned face glistening with my arousal. We stared at each other for a moment, and a feeling I didn’t recognize washed over me. Draya, a sea predator, was on his knees between my legs, using those fingers that have killed to pleasure me.

“Hurt me, Hazel,” he growled. “Make me bleed. It only heightens my desire for you.”

I wanted him to tell me more, to confess how badly he wanted me. After all the sleepless nights I spent longing for his presence, his touch, the meaning behind those words felt like it was healing a deep wound within my soul. I cried out as his lips found my clit, and he sucked at it until I was shattering beneath him, clinging to his arms as my hips jolted upwards. My orgasm was violent, engulfing me in the ebb and flow of its waves, and I dug my claws even furtherinto his skin. The idea of hurting him seemed to heighten my desire as well, and as I came down from the pulsing high of my climax, I focused on a single drop of his blood running down my fingertips.

“Fuck,” he breathed, leaning his head against the soft flesh of my inner thigh. I ran my hands through his hair, and we stilled for a moment as we both caught our breath. He soon readjusted, kneeling on the bed, and I was able to look down at the very large, very hard cock protruding from his hips.

Though he was in his human form, I noticed three ridges underneath the head of his shaft, and a large, thick base. I was aware that it might hurt, but I also knew the feeling of those ridges against my inner walls would send me over the edge again.

“I want you,” I said. And in the heat of the moment, as I stared at the beautiful man who had been my rescuer, my nightmare, and my fiercest defender, the words I’d been holding onto came flying out of my mouth. “I forgive you, for everything. You’ve hurt me, Draya. You’ve hurt me so much, but you’ve also saved me time and time again. I don’t want to hurt anymore. I don’t want to be alone anymore. So please, Draya, take me.”

Darkness flickered over his expression, and his nostrils flared as I tried to open my legs even further.

“I’ll be gentle, Hazel, but if it hurts Ineedyou to tell me.” He palmed his shaft as he spoke, absent-mindedly thrusting into his hand as his emerald eyes roved over my body.

“I will,” I promised, knowing I’d never admit it even if it did.

He notched the head of his cock against my entrance, leaning over until his chest was flush with mine and using his free arm to arch my back. He brushed gentle kisses against the faint gill marks along my neck, and the feeling of his cock stretching my inner walls sent me into what felt like another realm.

The pressure stung, only a little, but he paused once he was fully seated inside me, coaxing me to breathe as my body accommodated him. I’d never felt so full in my life, and I wanted more. A ravenous hunger unleashed within me, and my claws shot out and pressed against his skin.