Anzari’s POV
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Everything about her always managed to drive him to the edge. And he meant EVERYTHING.
From the way she moaned when he left kisses all over her body. To the way her legs trembled while he sucked the juices out of her pretty little cunt. Even the way her eyes glistened when he pushed himself in.
His thrusts were slow.
Each roll of his hips made her whimper, her arms wrapping around his neck as she flung her head back.
Anzari paused when he’d filled her to the hilt. His six arms stayed still on her hips and sides—keeping her firmly in place.
She was almost… ethereal like this. The way she let go of the very last of her restraints while he stretched her with his fullness.
No mortal woman has ever incited this odd feeling in his chest for millennia. And that troubled him even when he pulled out only to slam back into her until she fell back-first on the kitchen island.
“Fuck,” she cursed, her eyes fluttering shut as he adjusted himself in her. “You’re going to make me sore by… morning. Argh.”
Her gasps magnified as her fingers trailed from his shoulders to his face, clutching it in a tense grip. Another hand travelled to his hip—then settled just above his ass.
With a gentle push, she guided him, urging him to go deeper and harder. Faster. At one point Anzari had to grab that hand, pinning it above her head.
“I believe I’m accustomed to pleasing you, little human,” he growled, lowering his face until he pressed a kiss on her nape. “Just trust me.”
“W–Who are you calling…?” Her question got stuck in her throat, her eyes rolling back in that dangerous way that meant she was close to the edge. “Fuck. Please. There. Don’t stop hitting there!”
Her body finally relaxed, her head swerving sideways as his pace naturally quickened. His kisses left her neck, trailing down her chest—then switching to her boobs.
His hands and mouth worked their magic, sucking, kneading, flicking her peaks with movements close to reverence.
She was his to please. His to claim.
Two of his hands roamed down her thighs. He recoiled out of her for a beat, only to rub her swollen pink folds with his fingers. He drew shaky groans out of her when he grazed her with his shaft without going in again. Visit NovelPing for the full chapter.
“You’re going to fucking kill me with the teasing,” Her hands moved to touch him again. She held his chest, fingers slowly moving to his neck. “Just… fuck me—mmph!”
He silenced her plea with another deep, claiming kiss, swallowing her moan as he slid back into her in one smooth thrust.
Her body fluttered around him, struggling to accommodate every inch of his impossible size.
A low, guttural sound rumbled from his chest—ancient hunger he never knew he had stirring within him.
Before she could catch her breath, all six of his arms moved in perfect harmony.
Two gripped her ass firmly, two wrapped around her waist, and the last pair hooked under her thighs, lifting her completely off the kitchen island. Her legs instinctively locked around him as he carried her full weight, his cock buried to the hilt inside her dripping cunt.
Every step toward the living room drove him deeper, the motion turning each stride into a slow, devastating fuck.
Danielle gasped sharply, her nails digging into his shoulders. “Anzari—oh fuck, you’re so deep like this.” Her voice was wrecked, trembling with raw pleasure. “I… I fucking feel you everywhere inside me.”
He walked steadily, each powerful step making her bounce on his cock.
The obscene sounds of her pussy taking him echoed softly. “You are exquisite like this,” he murmured against her ear, voice laced with that timeless reverence only a god of desire could wield. “Letting me carry you, letting me fill you so completely. No other soul in all the ages has ever burned so brightly in my grasp. You awaken cravings I thought long forgotten.”
She whimpered, burying her face in his neck as another pair of his hands roamed up her back, tracing her spine with worshipful touches.
“You feel like… everything I didn’t know I needed,” she breathed, the words slipping out between moans. “Don’t stop—please, keep moving like that.”
He growled softly, quickening his pace as they crossed into the living room.
His hips rolled upward with each step, slamming into her with controlled power while his arms held her suspended against him. Two hands kneaded her breasts, pinching her nipples just right, while another slid down to circle her swollen clit with expert precision.
She shook in his embrace, her body trembling as pleasure built like a gathering storm.
“Feel how perfectly you take me,” he rasped, lips brushing her collarbone. “Your body sings for me, Danielle. Every quiver, every clench—it calls to the very essence of desire I embody.” Read this novel at g.com for the best experience.
Her moans grew louder, filthier, her hips grinding down desperately to meet his thrusts. “Yes—right there, God, Anzari! Your cock is stretching me so good. I’m yours right now… all fucking yours.”
He carried her to the edge of the couch, pounding into her soaked cunt with deep, relentless strokes. His fingers on her clit moved faster, pressing firm circles that had her shaking violently in his many arms.
She arched hard, head thrown back, mouth open in a silent cry as her orgasm ripped through her.
“That’s it,” he urged, voice rough. “Come for me. Let me feel this perfect human flower fall apart around me.”
She came with a broken scream, walls clamping down on him like a vice, gushing as waves of pleasure tore through her body. Her legs tightened, nails raking down his back, every muscle shuddering in ecstasy.
Anzari felt his own release surging dangerously close—the tight heat, her cries, the way she shattered so beautifully for him pushing him to the brink.
But memory flashed.
Last time he had spilt deep inside her. Something he’s never done before. Mentally hesitant, he pulled out at the last moment with a strained groan, his cock throbbing hard against her thigh as he held her close, breathing ragged.
Her body sagged against him, glowing and satisfied in his six arms.
“Fuck…” she chuckled, her eyes half-lidded. “I… I think that was…”
Her voice drifted as sleep took her. She tried fighting it but unlike last time she didn’t appear to have nearly enough strength to.
Anzari watched her peaceful form.
A gentle smile curved his lips as he lifted her off the couch. But as he made his way to the stairs, he remembered something that made his smile falter.
Danielle had brought up his mother.
And even after millennia… The thought of her still hurt. So much so that he might’ve done all this to distract himself.