At his panted words, taut with the restraint of holding back, the little Breeder rolled her eyes—actually rolled her eyes—at him.

“Kain.” She looked at him with so much affection it took his breath away. “I need you—and I can take you. Please.”

There was not a power on this Earth strong enough to make him deny his mate when she pleaded for him like this.

Groaning, he grabbed at her waist for leverage and thrust forward, spearing her slick cleft wide with his girth. This time she opened fully for his intrusion, and though it was a tight fit, his ridged head pressed into her channel with only a small cry from her.

Bliss. The wet embrace of her pussy was nothing but bliss.

Kain drove in deeper, careful to take her slowly enough that her body could adjust to his presence, until the tight clasp sliding inch after inch up his pulsing cock covered his entire length.

Selma whimpered underneath him, lost in the pleasure. She was right—he never would be able to truly understand what it felt like to surrender the core of his being like she did when they joined.

And she’d offered herself, her very essence, to him.

“Selma.” He whispered her name, releasing her waist so he could rest on one hand and cup her face with the other.

Her eyes, wild with desire, found his. Even behind the lust he saw the gentleness and compassion that seemed to be a part of her essence, though it was very much overshadowed by her more immediate urges.

Gently, mimicking what he saw in her gaze with the movements of his body, he pulled halfway out, making her gasp as his ridges massaged the sensitive areas inside of her before thrusting back in. The full, tight fit of her had him groaning, but despite the urge to drive into her hard and fast, he kept the penetration slow. Selma deserved more than to be rutted like an animal in heat, deserved to have her offering returned with more than just primitive force.

She gasped at every thrust, biting her lip when he was fully seated within her. Her reaction was evidence of the struggle she still endured to take him, but after a little while of the slow pace, her gasps turned to moans and she wound her arms around his neck, pulling him down over her.

Surprise was quickly overtaken by warmth spreading like wildfire throughout his body. He’d never been embraced like this while having sex, the dirty, rough act not exactly encouraging that sort of intimacy. This… This was something different. Something wonderful.

The deep humming he’d made for her before in an involuntary attempt to soothe and comfort escaped his throat, flowing in rhythm with his hips’ smooth movements.

“Kain.”