Free Eluria's Enforcer (The Argadian Heart Trilogy Book 1) by Adrianna Dane

long time as well for this moment.”
    His fingers enter her, his thumb teased her
bud of sensation, driving her passion to a higher sphere. Her body clenched
with need. Devon withdrew his fingers and lubricated his shaft with the golden
liquid heat of her body.
    “Seal with me Devon, please,” she begged. “I
must have you inside me before I shatter. I must know completion. Only with
you.”
    Devon knelt up and pulled her hands to her
sides. Then he spread her thighs. She felt the tip of his hard length at her
entrance.
    “Yes,” she sighed, “oh, yes.” He circle the
tip, before he pushed forward. She felt her lips separate, allowing his khout
to tunnel deep inside. She arched upwards offering herself, opening for
complete penetration.
    Devon entered her, filling her, until
stopping, fully sheathed inside her. For moments he remained still and she felt
his shaft lengthen and become thicker, adjusting to her, until it touched the
entrance to her tender cervix.
    Only then did he pull almost fully free,
every nerve ending in her channel sensitized to each movement. She pulsed
around him, each wave sending her higher and higher. He thrust forward again,
and again in long, slow strokes. She screamed as wave after wave of intense
sensation threaded through her. It had never been like this. Never.
    One last thrust and he stopped. His khout
pulsed inside her, and she felt what she’d never felt before. The vibris
beneath the hood of his khout were released and began to massage the entrance
to her womb, encouraging her to open fully to receive his seed. Like feathers
whispering, coaxing her responses. Eluria’s breath faltered as pleasure
consumed her, as the spasms of her release gripped her. Her shax-ra pulsed,
releasing the threads from her shax lips to wrap around the base of his khout,
sealing them together.
    Again she screamed, a deep-throated primal
sound of triumph as she felt her anstillia cord release for the first time and
extend from the base of her shax to enter Devon’s anal channel. It thickened
and held fast, each tiny nerve-ending in the length of her cord nestled inside
him transmitting his vibrations of pleasure to her.
    She heard his growl of release—of claiming.
This was completion. They were bonded, sealed together as pulse after pulse of
rapture flowed and rippled through them, binding them.
    The strokes of the vibris of his khout
continued to cause endless sensual vibrations to consume her, as the sensitive
anstillia cord pulsated inside his anus enhancing and prolonging his release.
    Eluria felt all of it. Every ripple of
completion throbbed inside her—their combined release, intensifying, merging
their responses inside her as they climbed ever upward.
    As they reached the pinnacle, a stillness
filled her, like a shadowed, soft whisper of death, sending her into a void, a
moment of complete and utter soundlessness, then a burst of shattering colors
surrounded her as she felt her soul freed from her body.
    Opening her eyes, she looked around and was
shocked at what she saw. Devon stood next to her, holding her hand in a strong
secure grip. Both of them were naked, surrounded by her vibrant radiance.
Before them was a golden throne set on a raised dais. In her heart she knew
they were in Lydion. It was Guardian who sat upon the throne, and to either
side was Symion and Mylonna—the trinity of perfect balance.
    All three stood as one, and Eluria and Devon
knelt as one before them. Guardian nodded and smiled. “The union is complete.”
    The scene dissolved and Eluria again felt herself
falling through the black void. Sighing with a pleasurable sense of completion
and balance such as she’d never known before, she fell back into the welcoming
embrace of unconsciousness.
     
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    Devon watched Eluria as she slept. He wanted
her to wake, needed to know if she’d experienced the same vision he had. He was
still overcome by the seal and completion they’d