Her hands suddenly free, she reached down and sank her hand into his long, silken hair as he gently rolled her onto her stomach.
He lightly nipped her buttocks.
"What are you doing?" she asked as he placed a pillow underneath her stomach.
"I'm going to show you what it feels like to have a male inside you, Pandora."
She shivered at the erotic image that played through her mind of Dante thrusting against her. "Please don't break my neck."
He brushed her hair aside and placed a gentle kiss on her nape. "I would never hurt you, gataki."
She shivered at his whispered words.
He lifted one of her legs up, then drove himself deep inside her. Pandora cried out as he filled her to capacity. He was long and hard, and so deep that she couldn't draw a breath.
Never had she felt anything like his fullness inside her. Of the intimacy of him touching her in a place no one ever had before.
More than that, she felt something breaking as electrical energy surged through her. Every inch of her body sizzled and hummed.
Dante ground his teeth as pleasure tore through him. He'd never felt anything better than her tight, wet heat around him. It was all he could do not to thrust himself into her hard and furiously until he was fully sated.
But he didn't want to scare or hurt her in any way.
Holding himself up on one arm, he ran his tongue over the sensitive skin of her ear and breathed lightly into it. She shivered under him.
He smiled at that as he trailed his hand over her skin so that he could again sink his fingers down her swollen clit.
Pandora groaned at the sensation of his hand moving in time to his long, gentle strokes. No man, Arcadian or otherwise, could be more tender. She would never have believed this was possible from an animal.
Only this wasn't an animal who was holding her. He was more human than anyone she'd ever known.
And kind. There was no pain and she wondered if he were using his powers to heighten the pleasure his touch delivered. She only wished she knew enough about her new powers to return the favor to him.
He began moving slowly against her, then faster. Faster. And faster still.
Pandora gasped at the speed of his thrusts as they continued to crescendo. Growling from the pleasure of it, she rocked her hips against his, driving him in even deeper until it was all she could do not to scream.
Dante ground his teeth as she moved in sync with him. She was exquisitely demanding. And when she came again, he laughed until the sensation of her body gripping his sent him over the edge and he too climaxed.
He roared out loud as ecstasy tore through him with waves and waves of pleasure.
She collapsed under him an instant before she rolled over onto her back.
Expecting her to attack, Dante almost leaped from the bed. But she reached one tender arm up and wrapped it around his shoulders to hold him close to her.
The smile on her face warmed his heart. "Thank you," she breathed. "It's the first time in days that my body feels like it belongs to me again."
He inclined his head to her, then reached down to take her small hand into his so that he could plant a kiss on her knuckles. No wonder Katagaria males took Arcadian females. It was so nice to lie like this with her.
If she were Katagaria, he'd most likely be bleeding in the aftermath of their encounter. Instead, she toyed with his hair and stroked him.
At least until she groaned.
Dante smiled in anticipation. It was her cycle heating up again.
She purred as her hand tightened in his hair and she eagerly rubbed herself against him.
His body hardened again instantly.
He was as ready for her as she was for him. The animal in him could smell her need and it answered accordingly.
This was going to be a long afternoon and he was going to relish every part of it.
And every part of her…
Pandora lay quietly in bed while Dante showered in her bathroom. She should be horrified by how many hours they had spent in her bed. He had bent her in more positions than she would have thought possible.
And she had loved every one of them.
He was incredible… and extremely limber.
She was sated to a level that defied her imagination. Normally, a pantheress would need days for a male to satiate her.
But Dante had been so thorough, so exhausting, that she felt an incredible sense of peace.
Who would have thought it possible?
She heard the water turn off. A few seconds later, Dante returned to the bed with his hair damp and curling around his shoulders.
He was completely naked and unabashed about it. She stared in awe at that tawny body liberally dusted with short, black hairs.
"Feeling better?" she asked.
He gifted her with a smile that made her stomach flutter. "I would have felt better had you joined me for a bath."
She blushed at that. He'd made the offer and she had declined, though why she couldn't imagine. It wasn't like he hadn't caressed and studied every inch of her in the last few hours. But somehow the thought of showering with him had seemed too personal.
Too strange.
He lay down beside her and pulled her into his arms.