Chapter 748: Feels Like Heaven

Veylara glared at him through a haze of pleasure, her chest heaving, her inner thighs still shivering from the force of her climax. "You... you... if you don’t put that cock inside me right now... I’ll bite your throat out..."

Sol chuckled. He shifted his weight, rising onto his knees, and gripped his thick, throbbing shaft. He guided the broad, weeping head down through her wet, dark curls, resting the hot crown directly against her swollen, dripping entrance.

The heat radiating off his cock made Veylara’s breath catch in her throat.

Her inner walls, still trembling from her orgasm, opened up instinctively, weeping even more moisture to welcome the monster she had been craving for suns.

But at the critical moment, just when she expected to push in, he stopped and rubbed the thick head up and down her slit, coating himself in her wetness, teasing her entrance with just the tip until her hips lifted in frustrated demand.

"Sol—"

Sol looked down at her face, his gaze meeting hers for a moment, and didn’t hold back. He gripped her waist with his hands, angled his hips, and drove his cock forward in a single, continuous push.

SLRRRRRP.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Veylara’s head snapped back as an ear-splitting, glorious scream of pure sensory overload tore from her throat.

Her tight, scalding inner walls stretched to their absolute, terrifying limit, forced open by the sheer, ungodly girth of his cock.

Inch by thick inch, Sol buried himself inside her, pushing past the soft resistance of her inner channels, past her sensitive cervix, until his pubic bone slammed flush against her bare, rounded buttocks, embedding his entire cock all the way to the very root of her womb.

They were so close that they couldn’t be any closer.

THUD.

The impact echoed through the timber lodge like a heavy drumbeat. Both of them froze, locked together at the deepest possible level, their breathing ragged and heavy in the warm, cedar-scented air.

Sol let out a long, shuddering exhale, his crimson eyes flaring as he felt her tight, scalding pussy gripping every single millimeter of his cock with a desperate, crushing intensity.

Her inner heat was like molten gold, pulsing around his shaft, trying to devour him whole. And beneath her flesh, her Fifth Layer core flared in harmony with his sun core, creating a spiritual resonance that made the very air in the chamber vibrate with golden-sapphire light.

Veylara lay pinned beneath him, her chest heaving, her hands clutching at his back as she adjusted to the massive, stretching fullness occupying her entire body.

Tears of intense, overwhelming pleasure leaked from the corners of her eyes, her lips parted in a breathless, silent gasp.

"Sol..." she whimpered, her voice barely a whisper, her inner walls pulsing rhythmically around his embedded head. "You’re... you’re so big... you’re filling me completely..."

"Feels like heaven, doesn’t it, Chief?" Sol growled softly, leaning down to press a deep, tender kiss to her forehead, then to her temple, and finally onto her wet, parted lips.

He stayed buried for a long moment, breathing hard against her neck, feeling every frantic flutter and clench as her body adjusted to being filled so completely again.

He looked down at her face.

Veylara’s sapphire eyes were half-lidded, dark with pleasure and something close to shock.

Her lips were parted, breath coming in short, uneven pulls.

A faint flush had spread across her cheeks and down her throat. The fierce, commanding Warchief was gone for the moment; what remained was a woman fully occupied by the thick cock seated deep inside her.

Sol watched every micro-expression, enjoying the way her brows drew together when he shifted even slightly, the soft sound that escaped her when her walls clenched harder around him.

Last time, by the pond, there had been no time for this.

That night had been raw, frantic, driven by days of tension and the sudden breaking of every restraint. He had taken her hard and deep, but there had been no leisure to simply feel.

No time to notice the exact texture of her inner walls, the way they gripped and released in uneven waves, the soft, almost velvety drag of her flesh along every ridge and vein of his cock.

No time to watch her face while he stayed completely still and let her body slowly adjust around him.

Now there was finally enough time to savor it all.

He rolled his hips in the smallest possible circle, grinding the head of his cock against her cervix without withdrawing. The pressure made her already ragged breath grow even rougher.

Her inner muscles answered with a stronger, longer squeeze that traveled from the tip of him all the way to the base. Sol exhaled slowly, savoring the sensation... the scorching heat, the tight elastic resistance, the wetness that kept seeping out around his shaft and coating his balls.

He reached up with one hand and brushed a damp strand of dark hair away from her cheek, never breaking the deep contact of their hips.

"Feel that?" he murmured, voice low. "All of my cock is inside you."

Veylara’s only answer was a soft, broken sound and the way her legs tightened around his waist, heels pressing into his back as if she wanted to keep him exactly where he was.

But Sol had already had enough of it, now he just wanted to ravage her brutally.

He pulled his cock out slowly, agonizingly, drawing the thick head all the way back to her dripping lips until only the very tip remained inside her tightness. Veylara let out a desperate, whimpering whine, her hips trying to follow his retreat.

The drag of her ribbed walls along every vein was exquisite... hot, slick, and reluctant to let him go.

Then, with a smooth, powerful thrust, Sol drove back in, burying himself to the balls in one fluid motion until his hips met hers and the head of him kissed her womb once more.

He repeated the stroke, then again, never increasing the pace, never losing the depth. Each time he bottomed out he gave a small, deliberate grind that pressed his pubic bone against her clit and made her thighs tremble around his waist.

SLAP. SLICK.

"AHHH!" Veylara gasped, her fingers digging deep into the muscles of his back.