Frustration ate at Eve and she paced the floor of their dwelling, listening for the familiar sounds of her mate climbing up the ladder.

Eve didn’t have work that day, so she’d spent the day relaxing, tidying their dwelling, and she’d gone to the market in the afternoon for tomorrow’s big dinner, hauling loads of food behind her in a cart, which had taken her a few trips up and down the ladder to bring inside.

Khiva had been gone since that morning, gone to meet Kavik because the other Keriv’i male had heard of a suitable place to set up a lab for their firestones. It was close to the export dock, but not too far away from their dwelling, so the location seemed perfect.

Except, in his rush that morning, they hadn’t had time for sex.

Eve never thought she’d be someone who needed it multiple times a day, but Khiva had her body trained. Sex was a big part of their relationship and now that she was pregnant, Eve felt more aroused than usual and she blamed it on hormones.

So, she was pacing the dwelling floor, horny as hell.

When she finally heard him climb up the ladder and step foot on the landing, all she felt was relief.

Khiva stilled when he stepped foot inside. Now that he’d quit the mines, he looked just as he’d left earlier that morning, with clean skin, no injuries, and unstained clothes.

“Leeldra,” he rasped. “Vauk, your scent is everywhere.”

“Where in the universe have you been?” she asked, immediately rushing him after he closed and bolted their front door.

When Eve reached him, she tugged at the lacings of his pants as a growl tore through his throat.

Quickly, he helped her, undressing with haste until he was fully naked. His cock was already growing, pulsing with his interest and arousal, and he groaned when she dropped to her knees in front of him, needing to taste him.

“Vauk!” he cursed, the word falling like a hiss from his lips when she wrapped her mouth wide around his cock. His hands came grip her hair and she moaned when he touched her.

Everything about him aroused her. The sounds he made, the strength of his rough hands, the heat of him on her tongue, the way he instinctively knew what she needed before she even knew it herself.

His hips bucked on their own when she licked the underside of his cock, focusing on the space just below his rounded tip. Eve breathed through her nostrils, hallowing her cheeks as she sucked.

Khiva groaned and when she looked up at him, his eyes were intense and completely focused on her lips, his hands tightening in her hair.

Eve pulled back to catch her breath and it was then that she felt her own arousal dripping down her thighs since she wasn’t wearing undergarments underneath her dress. She squeezed her thighs together, squirming as she pumped a hand up and down her love’s cock, gripping him as hard as she could.

“Vauk, you need me,” he rasped. “Right now.”

“Yes,” she whispered, looking up at him. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”

Khiva squeezed his eyes shut when she leaned forward to suckle on his head again but then they snapped open as he harshly said, “It seems I cannot leave my pregnant female needful when I go. I must sate her whenever possible.”

She moaned in agreement around his cock and he huffed out a sound that was a mixture of a laugh and a groan.

Finally, he rasped, “Enough. I have neglected my duty as your male too long.”

Gently, he tugged his cock from between her lips, despite her sound of protest, and then squatted in front of her, tugging her dress up in one fast motion. He discarded the material behind her and pushed her back onto it, so she would be protected from the cool floor.

And then his face was between her thighs, her legs thrown over his broad shoulders.

Eve cried out, her hands coming to her sensitive nipples, as Khiva ravaged her with his tongue, delving deep into her pussy, lapping at her walls.

When he pulled back slightly to suckle on her clit, Eve’s back arched, stars bursting in her vision as she came. She’d been so worked up, so on edge, that her first orgasm came easy.

Khiva gave her a brief reprieve when she grew sensitive, resting his cheek against her inner thigh, kissing and nibbling on the flesh there. Once her orgasm subsided, he was lapping at her again. Over and over, his tongue moving in impossible, twining, seeking ways that drove her mad.

Only when she came for a second time, did Khiva pull himself up from between her legs. His movements were urgent, but firm, as he flipped her over, growling at the sight of her backside.

Eve gasped, her abdomen still clenching from cumming, as he guided her onto her hands and knees. A perfect position for the way she was feeling because she needed her male to take her, needed to feel him deep inside as he had complete control over her body.

It was a primal position, one of both submission and dominance.

Eve moaned, a choked cry tearing from her throat as he entered her with one smooth thrust. She was so wet, so aroused, that he slid in effortlessly, with little resistance despite her clenching walls from her orgasm.

“Pax, pax,” Khiva hissed, going so deep that she felt the tops of his thighs hit her backside. “Pax, leeldra, you take my cock so well.”

A steady stream of moans responded to his words as his pre-cum started to warm inside her body. He was like her drug. Every time they had sex, every time he stretched her and whispered naughty things into her ear as he fucked her, every time he marked her neck or her inner thighs or the tops of her breasts with with teeth and tongue, she felt high. She felt…complete.

“K-Khiva, more,” she groaned, her head lolling around her shoulders, her hair hanging in front of her when she looked straight at the floor of their dwelling.

His hips increased their speed and then Eve couldn’t make another sound. Her mouth opened in an endless, silent cry as her eyes widened with the pleasure. The sight of her bobbing breasts beneath her as he fucked her with more force only served to arouse her further.

Eve felt his hands come to her shoulders and he held her there when her wrists eventually gave out from trembling. He used the leverage to pound his body into hers, the sound and music of sex filling their sitting room, since they hadn’t made it beyond the front door.

Her third orgasm blindsided her, her back arching, unconsciously rocking her hips into her male, needing more.

Through the haze of pleasure, she heard Khiva’s roar before she felt the streams of his teela begin to pump inside her body, warming her, filling her up, marking her as his.

Because she was his. And he was hers.

For the rest of their lives.

When she felt his teela ramp up in her body, when she hung onto the edge of pleasure, as her nerve-endings fired up, he leaned over her back, his slick skin against her own, and rasped in her ear, “Is this what my Evelyn wanted?”

“Y-yes,” she moaned, squirming underneath him, his cock still deep inside her body. “Khiva, I need more.”

These pregnancy hormones would be the death of her.

“More?” he growled, nipping at her sensitive ear. “Even when my teela already fills you?”

“Yes!”

He made that sound again, that mixture between a groan and laugh.

“Very well, leeldra,” he murmured, his hands coming underneath her body to thrum the pads of his fingertips over her sensitive nipples. “I will give you more.”

Eve moaned helplessly at his words, her body still tight from her endless orgasm from his teela.

“But I warn you,” he rasped. “Tonight, I will not hold back, female.”

Khiva stroked his cock as he watched his female writhe on their bed.

Demav, how she maddened him!

And though he’d already released three rounds of teela inside her, he felt he could still give her more.

But this…watching her in pleasurable, sweet agony, watching her orgasm over and over again…this was sublime.

He’d told her he wouldn’t hold back and tonight, he was pushing her limits. Again.

Already, she was nearing the longest she’d ever gone with his teela inside her. She’d given up begging him to clean it from her, knowing that it aroused him to see her in this state. He’d even tied her wrists to the bed posts and then stepped away from the bed, leaning against the left wall as he stroked his pulsing cock.

Evelyn was watching him, watching his movements. Her hips bucked, her arms squirmed in her bonds, her chest heaved as endless pleasure stroked through her body. Her skin was flushed pink, her lips a bright red from nibbling them with her teeth, her eyes glazed.

Vauk, he thought, his hand pumping harder over his cock.

In the last few days, it was like a switch had gone off inside her. Kxiwi had said that hybrid pregnancies were unpredictable, but Khiva hadn’t thought about the effect the strange hormones would have on his leeldra.

Keriv’i females were generally amorous, but he’d heard that when they were pregnant, they were insatiable. Was this what was happening? Did this happen to human females too?

If so, Khiva had work ahead of him to ensure that his female was satisfied.

He growled just thinking about all the wicked things he would do to her to ensure her satiation.

Khiva groaned, nearing another orgasm. His body gleamed with sweat, as did his female’s. They’d been playing with and teasing each other and fucking like animals for over four hours now.

“C-cum for me, Khiva,” she moaned, her voice raspy and hoarse from her cries. Not for the first time, Khiva was glad they didn’t have any neighbors too close to hear them.

“Where do you want my teela, leeldra?” he rasped, his fist quickening over his cock.

She raised her breasts, her dark pink nipples protruding almost obscenely from her arousal.

Demav, how his female pleased him. She knew he had a compulsion to mark her and nothing pleased a Keriv’i more than marking his mate in teela.

Khiva strode forward towards the bed on unsteady legs, his eyes never leaving her. With his free hand, he ran a hand down her body, with slow deliberateness, and she gasped, arching into his touch. Looking between her legs, he groaned when he saw their cum mixed together, running down her thighs.

He’d never seen a more erotic sight.

And he came to that sight, from simply looking at his beautiful mate in the throes of her pleasure.

Khiva let out a hoarse bellow, his back arching as his fourth orgasm of the night rippled through his body. In a daze, he watched his teela lash across her upturned breasts, heard her moan when the heat of it registered. Her eyes were wide, her gaze connected with his, seeing him through the pleasure as he continued to mark her with his essence.

His knees met the bed when his legs finally gave out and he slumped down next to her, leaning his forehead against her shoulder. His breaths were ragged, his body spent.

And as Khiva’s orgasm faded and he managed to recover his breath, he leaned up to untie Evelyn’s wrists from the bed posts, massaging them between his fingers when he saw they were slightly red.

Finally, once he was satisfied, he stood on shaking legs and retrieved a damp cloth from the washroom before returning to his female. She moaned as he cleaned between her thighs, but after a few moments, her body slumped, limp, her abdomen heaving as she breathed in deeply.

Khiva purred as he crawled next to her, wrapping his arms around her damp, flushed body. He was satisfied that he’d satisfied her, at least until the morning.

“Sleep, leeldra,” he rasped in her ear before seeking her lips in a gentle kiss.

She was asleep before the kiss even ended.