“I can’t wait, need to be inside you too bad to stretch you more with my finger. I’m sorry but I’ve got to f**k you right now or I’m going to die.” He pressed the crown of his c**k right at the entrance of her vaginal opening. His hand left her breast and he gripped her h*ps with both hands. “Quiet, sweet thing. Be real still. I’m going to be easy with you. You’re so tight I’m afraid I’ll hurt you and I don’t want that.”

Trisha bit her lip as Slade pressed the thick tip of his c**k against her pu**y. She almost panted, aching so much it hurt. His c**k entered her slowly when he slid into her an inch, then pushed in more. His shaft was wide and her body stretched to accommodate him. Trisha wanted more and pushed back against him. He gripped her hips, moved his body to match her movements but he didn’t allow her to take him inside her farther.

“Slade,” she begged.

“Don’t move,” he demanded. His hand left her hip and he gripped her around her chest. He pulled her up and she straightened. They were on their knees and her back leaned firmly against his chest again. “Ready, Trisha?”

She opened her mouth to tell him she was but his hand gripping her hip jerked away. His palm suddenly covered her mouth just as he thrust into her hard and deep. Trisha screamed out in rapture.

Slade’s hand muffled the sound. His h*ps pumped fast, hard and deep. He drove in and out of her pu**y with a wild abandon that drove her insane. Pleasure notched higher, nearly unbearable, and she knew she was going to come. She’d wanted him for too long, dreamed of how it would be and the reality was much better than any fantasy. Just him hammering his c**k inside her was enough to draw a cl**ax from her.

His hand around her chest slid down her body and dived between her thighs. His fingers found the magic spot, rubbing against her cl*t furiously as he pounded into her pu**y harder from behind. She cried out again against his palm, panting, and her vaginal muscles clenched around the thick shaft.

“Fuck,” he growled softly. “So f**king amazing.”

Trisha didn’t even care that Slade had his hand over her mouth as long as he kept it clear from her nose to make certain she could breathe. She didn’t really care if she could get air or not at that moment. Nothing had ever been so good. The sexual satisfaction became more intense as Slade pounded faster into her body, hard enough that he nearly lifted her from the ground, and she screamed as she cl**axed.

Her insides were going insane, muscles clenching and shaking. She screamed again as pressure increased against her oversensitive vaginal canal, sending even more overwhelming ecstasy through her. Slade suddenly bit her shoulder and a muffled, vicious sound tore from between his lips, which were sealed around her skin. His h*ps jerked violently against her ass, grinding against her, until everything stilled except their heavy breathing. Trisha could feel heat seeping through her from the inside out from his hot se**n as it filled her.

Slade opened his mouth and released Trisha’s shoulder from his teeth. She felt nearly boneless and didn’t care that he’d bitten her. She didn’t mind the slight pain in that area. It didn’t hurt as much as softly throb.

She was more in tune to the heat that continued to flood her pu**y, coming from Slade. He’d continued to ejaculate as her vaginal muscles squeezed around his still-hard c**k buried inside her welcoming body. She felt fused to Slade with the way their bodies seemed connected and she really enjoyed the feeling. She resisted the urge to collapse against him and stay there for a very long time.

“Don’t move, Trisha.” Slade finally got his heavy breathing under control. “It will hurt if I try to pull out right now.”

“I know,” she breathed. “You swell during sex. It’s a New Species thing.”

“Every guy swells up for sex.” He chuckled. “We swell up at the base of our shafts right before we come and stay that way for a few minutes after.”

A horrible thought struck Trisha. “You don’t have needles, do you? God. Tell me that little tiny needles aren’t stuck in me right now holding you there. Some animals have that trait. I know you’re canine but are you sure they didn’t mix you with anything else?”

He laughed, causing his chest to shake against her back. “You crack me up. No. I don’t have needles. That would be a hell of a turn-off, wouldn’t it?”

She relaxed. “Kind of.”

His hand that had held her mouth brushed across her stomach. He pushed his hand under her shirt and his palm brushed across her skin to her rib cage.

“I love being inside you.”

Trisha turned her head against his chest. “I love you being there. Wow, Slade. Just wow.”

He laughed. “I’m glad you enjoyed that.”

“It wasn’t just me.”

He licked her shoulder. Trisha started and turned her head toward Slade’s bowed one. “Why are you licking me?” His tongue flicked her skin over and over, creating a strange but not unpleasant sensation. Just odd.

“I broke the skin. Sorry. I guess I should have been lecturing myself about keeping quiet. I bit you to keep from howling.” He licked her again. “You just felt too good and you’re so tight it drove me out of my mind. I had to fight to hold off coming until you did. It was too good, feeling your pu**y squeezing me. You taste delicious too. Ummm.”

“You think my blood tastes good?”

He chuckled and lapped at her shoulder. “It’s an acquired taste. And yeah, you taste really good.”