Dron's breath shuddered as he leaned down further.
She asked him not to let her go but to be with her as she went through this process. The fact that he was going to have to hurt her made his stomach turn, but at the same time, the fact that she trusted him to do this to her made him want to drop down to his knees and sacrifice himself to the great moon goddess. If he thought Tempest was a blessing before, he was absolutely sure of it now.
This shouldn't be happening to someone like him. It shouldn't be happening to any Alpha on this treacherous planet, but it was.
Dron pressed another kiss to Tempest's soft, pillowlike lips. His heart beat like a war drum, faster and faster, as he continued to hold himself steady at her entrance.
He wasn't sure how he should go about pushing through the tight ring that was holding him hostage.
