Soul of Eon (Eon Warriors Book 8)

by Anna Hackett

  “I want to explore every part of you.” Her lips parted. “We might only have tonight.”

  It was all a rush in his ears. He couldn’t think past his desire and need. “You have to be sure, Kaira.”

  Her lips quirked. “There’s that noble man. I’m sure, Thane.” Her hand smoothed over his shoulders. “I’m tired of being afraid.”

  Lightning-fast, he reached back and dragged her into the tub.

  With a gasp, she tumbled over his shoulder and into his lap, water plastering her gauzy dress to her body.

  By the warriors. The muscles in his gut stretched so tight. He stroked a hand up her body and cupped her firm breast through the fabric.

  She undulated against him, her round ass rubbing against his cock.

  “Kaira.” His voice was guttural, filled with need. “Tell me.”

  It was like she read his mind. “I want you, Thane.”

  He sat up, water sloshing. He gripped her wet dress and with one jerk, tore it like paper.

  He pulled her closer and she straddled him. All that beautiful skin, her taut belly, her perfect breasts, all his.

  She panted. “I wanted you inside me so much. When I touched you in that Mollai cavern. I wanted to climb on top of you, sink down on that hard cock—”

  With a fierce groan, he sucked one dark nipple into his mouth.

  “Oh, God.” She struggled out of the ruined dress, her hands clamping on his head. She moaned.

  Thane tongued the tight, little nub, then moved to the other one. Water spilled over the edge of the wooden tub as she writhed against him.

  “Yes, Thane. Take what you want.”

  He lifted his head. “I want to give you pleasure.”

  Their lips met. It wasn’t a soft or slow kiss. She bit his lip, and he tasted blood. Need rode them both hard.

  Take. Claim. Possess.

  The words pounded through Thane’s brain.

  He rose with her in his arms, water streaming off of them. He stepped out of the tub and strode toward the pallet on the floor. He dropped to his knees and lowered her to the bed.

  By Eschar’s embrace. “You are so beautiful, Kaira.”

  She arched up and he cupped her breasts, then stroked down her small, toned body. It was clear she kept in shape for her job.

  He caressed her ribs, her belly, then toyed with the dark curls between her thighs.

  “What do you want, warrior?” Her eyes glistened, her gaze dropping to where his thick cock rose up against his abdomen.

  “Tell me what you want?” he demanded.

  She let her legs fall apart. “I want you to put your mouth on me until I come.”

  Cren. Need roared. He loved the blunt way she told him her desires.

  He pressed his hands to either side of her hips, and dropped a kiss to her belly.

  She sucked in a sharp breath, her body arching.

  “As you command,” he murmured.

  Then he lowered his head and licked her.

  Chapter Twelve

  Oh. God.

  Sensations rocketed through Kaira. Thane licked, sucked, and nipped. Her breasts felt swollen, blood pumping through her.

  He made a deep, appreciative sound, then his tongue licked her clit.

  Her body jerked. Oh. It felt like her heart was going to pound out of her chest.

  As he licked harder, heat flowed down her spine. She ached all over, and she’d never experienced anything this hot and needy.

  With a growl, he pulled her closer to his mouth, his tongue stabbing inside her.

  “Thane.” It was too much, but she desperately wanted more.

  “Let me watch you.” His voice was so deep. “You have no idea how beautiful you are and how much I want you.”

  She looked at him and the hunger stamped on his face. He lowered his head, his tongue stabbing inside her, and it was the sexiest thing she’d ever seen.

  Everything built inside her then burst. As she fell, pleasure was a wicked, hot rush inside her. She let out a garbled cry.

  Body still shaking, she opened her eyes. He was watching her from eyes dominated by glowing, green filaments. His fingers gently stroked between her legs and she bit her lip.

  “Again,” he said.

  Oh, no. She wasn’t going alone this time. She heaved up and rolled them both until he lay flat on his back.

  Jesus, that big, muscled body was a work of art. Ripped straight from every woman’s fantasy. She leaned down and bit his rock-hard stomach.

  He growled.

  She felt a flush of satisfaction. She did that. She could drive this disciplined Eon warrior to the edge. It was an addictive feeling.

  “I want that pretty spot between your legs on my mouth again,” he said. “Seems I’m addicted to the taste of you.” His voice was gritty. A hot, possessive look flared in his eyes.

  She licked her lips and climbed up his body. He grabbed her and swung around.

  Kaira cried out. Then found her legs straddling his head, her hands on his hard abs for balance. And her gaze fell on that long, thick cock.

  Thane made a humming sound, then his mouth was on her.

  “Oh my God, Thane.”

  His tongue dragged over her—firm, insistent.

  She rocked against his mouth. “Yes.”

  He slid a finger inside her, and the combination of sweet stretch and the pleasure of his mouth had a climax building.

  No. She wanted to see him come this time too.

  Kaira lowered her head, licking along his swollen cock.

  Thane growled.

  She ran the smooth head across her lips, tasted salt. That earned her a low curse, his big body bucking beneath her.

  Then he pushed his mouth firmly between her legs, and raw sensation shot through her.

  Focusing the best she could, she sucked his cock into her mouth, inch by inch. His hands clamped on her thighs.

  “Kaira.” A guttural groan. It was half curse, half prayer.

  His cock throbbed in her mouth. She relaxed and took him deeper.

  Then she found a rhythm, desire driving her into a haze-like dream. All she wanted was to feel, and to bring her warrior pleasure.

  His groans turned harsher. Then his mouth was back between her legs, working her hard. She writhed, his big hands holding her in place, right where he wanted her.

  “Starlight. So good. Too good.” His words vibrated against her.

  She pulled off his cock. “Don’t stop.” Then she licked him again, and sucked him back in. She tightened her lips, bobbing, wanting to drive him wild.

  “I’m going to come,” he growled.

  She hummed against him. His hips bucked up, driving his cock deep into her mouth.

  With a curse, he emptied between her lips.

  Triumph swamped Kaira. His big body shuddered beneath her from the pleasure she’d given him. She swallowed his release, loving every second.

  “Kaira.” His voice was reverent, deep. Then he pulled her back against him, his tongue stabbing deep.

  She groaned. She was sensitive, every feeling heightened. Two fingers plunged inside her and she moaned his name.

  His tongue worked her clit, then he sucked on it.

  She jolted. “Yes. That. There.” She pushed back against him, mindless, just a mass of need.

  She needed Thane.

  She needed the release only he could give her.

  “Come, Kaira. Let me taste your sweetness again.”

  His fingers hit a spot and she sucked in a breath, then screamed.

  “Thane!” Kaira splintered. Pleasure a deluge that dragged her under.

  Sucking in deep breaths, she blinked.

  Thane’s strong legs came into view. His cock was still hard, despite his release.

  Aftershocks shook through her. Shit, their Kantos allies had to have heard her screams.

  Screw it. She felt too good to be embarrassed about it.

  Or the fact that Thane’s face was still buried between her legs
, one of his hands stroking her hip tenderly.

  “Well,” she managed.

  Suddenly, her body moved and Thane spun her. He pulled her on top of him, their faces an inch apart.

  He kissed her and she tasted herself on his lips. With a groan, she kissed him back.

  He grinned at her. He looked younger, and so damn handsome.

  “I’m not done yet,” he warned.

  She licked her lips. “Oh?”

  Oh? That was the best she could do? Really, with a naked Thane Kann-Eon under her, and her brain fried from orgasms, she couldn’t really blame herself.

  “Hold on, sweet, sexy Kaira.” His hands stroked up her back. “I’ve lots of pleasure to give you.”

  Despite his release, Thane’s body was still tight and heavy with desire.

  For Kaira.

  For his mate.

  She sat up. Just looking at her perfect breasts and the tight buds of her nipples, made him throb.

  He wrapped his hands around her waist. She stroked her hands down his chest.

  “You have the perfect body.” She smiled. “You’re the perfect fantasy.”

  He didn’t want to be her fantasy. He wanted to be her reality. “Nobody’s perfect.”

  She scooted back, brushing over his swollen cock and making him groan.

  “Perfection is in the eye of the beholder.” She traced his ribs, the muscles of his abdomen, making them tighten. “You probably know the names of all these muscles, and how they connect.”

  He nodded.

  Her clever hands circled his cock and pumped it. He groaned her name.

  “Tell me what you want, Thane?”

  “You.” All of you.

  She pumped him again. “I’m going to feel this.”

  His gut tightened. She was small and he wasn’t. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

  “You won’t. And if it does hurt a little, it’ll feel good.”

  Cren. She was seducing him with her husky voice.

  She rose up, her thighs spread wide. He stroked his hands down them and she made a needy sound.

  She sank down, so the head of his cock nestled inside her.

  Thane felt his muscles strain. He didn’t take his gaze off her face. “Take me,” he growled.

  She sank down farther, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip.

  “Oh, my God,” she breathed. “So big, thick.”

  He groaned. “You feel so good.” Tight, wet. “I can’t…”

  He wanted to thrust into her, hard and deep. So there was nothing between them.

  She pressed her hands to his chest and she moaned. With another thrust of her hips, he was lodged inside her tight body.

  Their gazes met. Her eyes were feverish. His probably looked the same.

  He surged up. He had to kiss her.

  Face-to-face, her body taking his. He’d never felt this good before. Their kisses were frantic, with no control. Her hands slid into his hair.

  “Move, Kaira. However you want. However you like it.”

  Her eyes flashed. “I like it hard.”

  He groaned.

  She rose, then drove down. She did it again, impaling herself on his cock each time.

  By the warriors. Lights exploded behind his eyes.

  He clamped his hands on the sweet curves of her ass. He worked her up and down, their bodies slapping together.

  His need for her was beyond control, but he still wanted her pleasure.

  “Touch yourself,” he ordered.

  Her desperate gaze met his. Her hands slid down her belly, then she was stroking her clit.

  Her body clenched hard on his cock. Then she exploded.

  “Yes.” Her body bowed. Shaking. “Yes. Yes.”

  He gritted his teeth. He wasn’t done.

  He pushed up, and heard her surprised gasp. He pressed her to the bed on her hands and knees, pushing her palms flat against the fur.

  “Get a good grip,” he warned.

  She looked back over her shoulder, her knees open for him.

  He shaped her ass, then circled his cock with his other hand. He dragged the tip of his erection through her soaked folds.

  “Thane.”

  With a growl, he drove inside her.

  Kaira screamed, her hands twisting on the covers.

  He pumped into her. “I…can’t be gentle.” There was too much need riding him.

  “Don’t stop. Never stop.” Cries broke from her.

  With one hand on her hip, he tangled the other in her hair. She surged back against him, meeting his heavy thrusts.

  “Thane.” A whimper. “You’re so deep.”

  “Where I belong, Kaira.” He kept thrusting into her welcoming body. “I’d go deeper if it was possible. No you, no me, just us.”

  Her body trembled and he slid his hand beneath her. He found that swollen nub.

  “I can’t,” she panted. “Not again.”

  But he felt her body tightening.

  “You sure?” He groaned. He wouldn’t last much longer. “You’re taking me. All of me. I feel you clamping down, hot and tight.”

  “God,” she moaned. “Who knew sexy Medical Commander Thane Kann-Eon would talk dirty.”

  He covered her, his mouth to her ear and his cock still thrusting deep. “Come for your mate, Kaira. Come on his hungry cock.”

  Her head flew back and she cried out his name. Her wild climax shook through her.

  It triggered Thane’s release. It felt like getting hit by something big and unforgiving, and not caring one bit. His body shuddered and his vision dimmed.

  “Kaira.” His voice was harsh, broken. He jetted inside her, pleasure a hot, electric rush.

  He slumped, catching himself so he didn’t drop all his weight on her.

  Kaira expelled a breath. “Christ.”

  He turned and pressed a kiss to her shoulder. “Stay. Sleep in my arms tonight.”

  A long pause. “Yes.”

  If this was all Thane got of her, he’d take it.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Kaira splashed water on her face, trying to be quiet.

  She took a few deep breaths, trying to push her unease away.

  It was the morning. She’d woken up with Thane’s warm body pressed against hers, his heavy arm pinning her close to him.

  Air shuddered out of her. She’d desperately wanted to stay there, snuggled against him, warm and safe.

  Safe. She splashed more water. They weren’t safe. On Crolla, they could die at any moment. Then Thane—so gorgeous and alive—would be gone.

  That wasn’t the only cause of her unease.

  She thought she’d had good sex, and sometimes great sex. She’d been married for two years to a man she’d loved and she’d never felt any lack.

  But what she and Thane had shared last night… After the first round of orgasms, they’d dozed. She’d woken with Thane’s mouth between her legs again. They’d had sex in many positions that she’d never known existed.

  He’d woken her again and again.

  That wasn’t entirely correct. She’d woken him a couple of times as well.

  She shifted, feeling a tender ache between her legs. She glanced down and spotted smudges of bruises on her breasts.

  It had been the best, most intense, totally mind-blowing sex of her life. She blew out a breath. She wasn’t sure she could deal with all this.

  Well, they had a mission to do today. Get into the Kantos base, or die trying.

  So, she’d deal, like she always did.

  The adjoining door opened and her pulse did a crazy jump. Time to deal with the awkward, confusing morning after.

  I don’t want to get close to you…just kidding, let’s have sex four thousand times.

  A naked Thane appeared, a frown on his face. Her gaze went south and unbelievably, her body lit up.

  “Thane—”

  He didn’t say a word. He strode to her, his cock rock hard. Her mouth went dry.

  He picked her up and s
he wrapped her legs around his lean hips. His mouth took hers and she gripped him, kissing him back hungrily.

  He gripped her hips, moving her, and then his cock plunged inside her.

  She threw her head back and moaned. She was still tender, but that sweet stretch was now an addiction.

  He helped her ride him. He stood, feet planted, hands squeezing her ass as she moved up and down. She impaled herself on his cock, again and again.

  “Thane… Thane.” Her voice was breathy.

  Another thrust, and she came. A torrent of pleasure swamped her. He swallowed her scream, and a second later, he groaned through his own climax. She felt warmth jet inside her.

  Thane ran a hand up her back, holding her tight.

  She knew he’d never let her fall. She cleared her throat. “I guess we have a mission to prepare for.”

  “We do.” He gently set her down. “I can hear Nisid and his soldiers gathering on the main platform.”

  She lifted her chin, and their gazes met.

  “Kaira—”

  She shook her head. “Don’t say anything, Thane. Our mission is the only thing we should focus on right now.”

  His face twisted for a microsecond, then smoothed out. “You want to forget last night happened.” His head dropped. “I understand. I’ll go and get ready—”

  She closed the distance between them and pressed her hands to his chest. “I don’t want to forget. Frankly, that would be impossible.”

  His black-and-green eyes flared.

  “But I want us to survive,” she whispered furiously. “I want us to focus on the mission, so you and I survive. You have to survive, Thane.”

  He cupped her cheek, stroking her cheekbone. “I’m sorry if this stirs up bad memories for you.”

  “Stay alive.” She made herself step back, even though she wanted to move closer. “Now, let’s get prepped.”

  With a nod, he walked into his room and she watched that magnificent male body go.

  God.

  She discovered that someone had washed and dried her clothes. She fingered the gray pants and sports bra. She was damn glad that she didn’t have to put dirty clothes back on. Once dressed, she tied up her hair. Thane reappeared. He was already clad in his black-scale armor. She imagined her own armor, and it flowed over her skin.