Warrior's Plight (Cadi Warriors Book 6)

by Stephanie West

  Maya repressed a smile. She agreed completely.

  “I see. You have given me much to think on. Eat your fill and Wen will show you someplace where you can rest.” Deto stood and strode out of the room.

  Maya looked from Gary to Vintor, confused about what to think.

  “We’re screwed, aren’t we?” Gary shook his head.

  Vintor quo Fortis

  Vintor was on alert as he carried Maya and followed the Miran Sona captain to their quarters for the night. He hated feeling vulnerable. Even during the great war, he hadn’t been so on edge. They stated their case and now it was up to the stoic ambassador to decide their fate. And there was nothing he could do, they were vastly outnumbered. But there was one thing for sure, if the Deto chose to make an enemy of him, the male would learn the wrath of a Cadi warrior.

  “I hope these quarters are acceptable,” Wen stated as she opened the door. “If you need anything, tap on the panel by the door. Please understand you will be sequestered here for the night.” The pale female left and the door closed, sealing them in.

  “Well, I can honestly say I’ve never been in a jail cell with a view like this,” Gary commented as he wandered to the window.

  “When were you in jail?” Maya exclaimed as Vintor put her down.

  “There might have been a little disagreement between myself and an officer who came looking for one of my kids at the center.” Gary shrugged then returned his gaze to the window. “Never in my life did I imagine anything like this.”

  “I know.” Maya leaned against her brother.

  Vintor joined them to quietly stare at the dark side of Earth. The sight was much like when he first arrived. The artificial light coming from the cities spidered across the continent like glowing webs.

  “Do you think Laney and Boaz are okay down there?” Maya asked, worry lacing her voice.

  He wasn’t sure if it was wise to mention their Anguis friend to Deto. From what Boaz hinted, things between his people and the Miran Sona had become strained in the wake of the parasitic invasion. He now had a sense of what had come between the two races. The Miran Sona had some definite opinions about how the humans should be handled as they reached this precarious stage in their evolution.

  “I hope so. I’m going to look around.” Vintor kissed the top of her head.

  Their fancy prison held a comfortable long settee, table and chairs. He wandered toward the only other door and discovered a bedroom and washroom.

  “Oh good, you found the bathroom.” Gary brushed past him then turned. “You mind if I talk to you for a moment?” The male wore a serious expression.

  Vintor glanced back at Maya who still stared out the window. She was healthy and whole now, but he could see by the way her shoulders sagged that everything they’d been through was weighing on her. It pained him to see her this way. He was a Cadi warrior. It was his job to shelter his mate, and yet he was doing a piss poor job. In fact, she’d done more to save his tail than vice versa. It was terribly humbling yet filled him with immeasurable pride at the same time.

  Life with my human bonded will never be dull. And he welcomed it with every cell in his being.

  “What would you like to discuss, brother?” He followed Gary into the bedroom.

  “You two talk about being mates. I think you are a good guy and can tell Maya cares for you, but you’ve only known each other for a short time. I’ve never known her to have a serious relationship for long. She was always busy with her studies or work. Now she’s being forced to abandon everything for her own safety and I want to know your honest intentions. What does her future look like? I know once upon a time she hoped for a family.” Gary glanced toward the door, and Vintor knew he didn’t want Maya to hear this lecture.

  “I am bonded to Maya for life and will willingly give up that life to protect her. We are capable of having a family and bearing young together.”

  “But are you in love with her?” Gary eyed him.

  “Yes, most assuredly. I know it happened fast. My nature knew she was to be mine even when I consciously questioned why such a beauty was aligned with those dishonorable bastards. And though I wish our bond formed differently, if I hadn’t been drugged I might never have opened myself to the truth that she’s the one. I’m amazed and can’t begin to describe the way Maya’s changed everything.” Vintor smiled at his concerned brother.

  “I love you, too, Red.”

  Vintor and Gary glanced toward the door to find Maya had been listening in.

  “All right, now that’s settled, I’m going to the restroom. You two can share the bedroom. I’ll take the couch out there.” Gary winked at his sister and fled into the washroom.

  15 A Beautiful Game

  Vintor quo Fortis

  “So, you two were plotting my future.” Maya sauntered up to him.

  She leaned into his chest and looked up at him. The way the light glinted off her dark eyes it looked like stars were captured in those depths, as if the whole universe was wrapped up in his beautiful bonded.

  “You are my world,” he rasped, overwhelmed by the immensity of his emotions.

  From the corner of his eye he glimpsed Gary leaving the room. The instant the male shut the door Vintor descended on Maya. She pawed his bare chest as she frantically returned his kiss. His hands travelled her body, feeling her lush hips and full breasts beneath the annoying clothing.

  “I want you naked,” he rumbled.

  “We should bathe. I’m gross.”

  “I don’t care.”

  “I do,” Maya giggled as she pulled away and sashayed into the washroom.

  “Female,” he growled at the way she teased him with an exaggerated sway of her delectable ass. If she had a tail he’d grab hold of it and reel the wicked goddess in.

  As if she could read his mind, Maya spun around and cast him a sideways smile as she hooked her thumbs in her waistband and shimmied her pants down. Vintor stared intently as she revealed the swell of her hips. He loved gripping that bit of flesh when he knelt behind his mate and buried himself in her heat. Just as she was about to reveal the tuft of hair on her mound, Maya abruptly pulled her pants back up. Vintor’s gaze shot to her face.

  “I think I want you to get undressed first, ‘cause the way you’re looking at me I have a feeling I won’t get a chance to do a single thing I’ve got planned for that hot ass body if I strip first,” Maya purred.

  Being separated from her all day, not knowing if she had been captured and was being tortured, then thinking she would die; all he wanted was to reconnect with his bonded in a way that transcended the primal need that currently lashed him. He was riding the knife’s edge; her sultry half-lidded gaze and illicit promise was the breaking point.

  “You are right, my wicked little mate. I don’t have any patience.”

  Vintor shoved down his pants, freeing his painfully hard shaft. He stalked forward, a deep, hungry growl rumbling in his chest. Maya backed up till she hit the wall of the bathing stall and could go no further. He crowded into her personal space.

  “Is this how you wanted me?” His voice came out so deep he didn’t recognize it.

  “Yes.” Hers was breathy.

  Maya looked from his face down to where his arousal prodded at her stomach. He grabbed hold of her shirt and yanked it off as his tail whipped forward, the tip snaking beneath her waistband, tugging down the pants that hid her femininity. As he shredded the garment cupping her breasts, Maya shoved at his chest.

  “Wait.” There was need in her voice begging him to possess her, why did she demand he wait?

  “I don’t think I can.” He gripped her wrists and pinned her hands against the wall.

  “Let me go and turn on the shower,” she insisted.

  Vintor growled his displeasure as he reluctantly released her and petulantly slapped one hand against the control, releasing a shower of water that instantly soaked them. Maya slipped past him and retreated to the back of the stall.

  “I want
to watch you wash yourself,” Maya demanded as she glanced down at his turgid shaft.

  “So that’s the game you’re playing. Fine. I will let you have your fun, but when we get out of this washroom, I’m going to make every inch of you mine.”

  Vintor stepped under the spray and slicked one hand slowly over his chest. He watched as Maya’s gaze followed the path his hand travelled. As he skimmed the rows of muscles on his stomach, the rhythm of her breathing increased. It was fascinating and quite an ego boost to see she was just as turned on by the sight of him as he was her. She liked teasing herself. He should’ve known his mate reveled in the challenge rather than instant gratification, with the way she had patiently outmaneuvered her enemy over the span of years.

  Well, I better not disappoint my goddess.

  He shoved down his own impatient need and slowly washed his hips and thighs. Vintor turned but watched her over his shoulder as he palmed his own ass, then let his hand glide down his tail as if it were his maleness.

  By the time he reached his shaft, Maya was biting her lip and her chest was heaving, shoving her breasts in and out. Vintor cast her an evil grin as he wrapped his fingers around his length. The muscles in his legs quivered as his thumb stroked his over sensitized crown. He would much prefer Maya touch him, but this too was taking its toll. It didn’t help that the scent of her arousal filled the washroom. It was exquisite torture.

  Patience. Your turn will come, he coached himself to keep from pouncing.

  Maya started fondling her stiff nipples as he gripped his steely shaft tighter and stroked downward. Pleasuring himself had never been like this.

  “Goddess, you’re gorgeous,” he groaned as he continued to fist his length.

  Vintor’s eyes widened, and his hand froze when Maya dropped to her knees in front of him.

  “No, show me what you like,” she rasped as she stared up at him with passion-filled eyes.

  Her small hands covered his and he resumed stroking his turgid length. Her thumbs grazed his flared crown with each pass, making his arousal jump and his stomach muscles clench. His tight grip paired with the gentle brush of her fingers over the knots on his shaft were a maddening mix. Maya licked her ruddy lips, poised so close to his shaft that he felt the puffs of air she released. No female before his goddess had the audacity or desire to study him so closely. Her uninhibited perusal inflamed his already burning need, ratcheting him to the breaking point he’d been teetering on moments ago.

  Disappointment stabbed deep when she released his shaft. He deeply enjoyed this unusual experience, but perhaps she was ready to move on to the bedroom. He’d equally enjoy lavishing her with the pleasure she’d treated him to with this playful exploration.

  “Keep touching yourself,” Maya instructed when he started to release his length.

  Maya’s hands slicked over his hips and cupped his ass, kneading his cheeks with her long little fingers. His knees nearly buckled when her sanguine lips parted, and she enveloped his engorged crown. The hand on his shaft stilled and he stared down at her, shock filling him. Maya returned his gaze, unrepentant for her taboo act. Surprise swiftly morphed into unrivaled ecstasy as his bold mate circled his crown with her talented tongue and pulled him deep into the cavern of her hot, wet mouth. He locked his knees, feeling the unbelievable suction as her mouth retreated.

  “Son of a metcor!”

  He slapped his free hand against the wall, attempting to hold onto an ounce of his sanity. Every muscle in his body started to quake as she laved the sensitive spots he’d unwittingly revealed. He was going to burst before he had a chance to return the favor.

  Vintor attempted to extricate himself from the goddess of carnal pleasure, but she clenched his ass tighter and growled her displeasure. The vibration around his shaft sent a spike of ecstasy coursing up his spine. His tail shot straight out as he spurt a fraction of his seed into her mouth. He gripped the base of his shaft tighter to keep from releasing his load. Maya moaned in pleasure and turned wild, sucking and licking with fervor. He closed his eyes and tipped his head up in prayer. Growls chuffed past his lips as his chest heaved. The sound was drowned out by the rush of blood pounding in his ears. This was too much.

  Maya

  There’s no hotter sight.

  Maya stared up at Vintor, admiring the way his ruddy stacked abs rippled and his throat worked as he released sexy growls with each labored breath. She loved the feel of his straining ass beneath her kneading palms. His seed was surprisingly sweet. Her jaw should’ve been tired with the way her lips were stretched around his girth, but she wanted more of the unexpected treat. A fraction of the chemical in his illicit bite was also in his seed, adding to her mounting arousal. She was ravenous as she sucked his cock to the back of her throat.

  She swirled her tongue around his head, paying special attention to the extra-sensitive flared ridge on his crown as she sucked and pulled backward. When Maya pressed forward again, taking him in so deep that her throat spasmed, Vintor’s eyes popped open. His turbulent gaze homed in on her as he released a long, low, rolling growl. The burning need in his eyes had exploded into something truly ferocious, like a switch had been flipped. Her desire to push his boundaries with their sensual play had awakened his savage side. She knew he was at his limit before this game began; everything they’d been through making their need for each other all that more acute. But foolishly she wanted to prolong the moment she feared they’d never experience again. And now she was reaping the daunting rewards that came from teasing a man who wasn’t human.

  Maya released Vintor’s cock with a pop and nervously scooted back, while maintaining eye contact. He watched her, unblinking, as she rose on shaky legs. It was clear he needed to calm down and it wouldn’t happen with her near, tempting him. Vintor remained unnaturally still, tracking her as she inched toward the door. She’d forgotten how massive and imposing her unhinged lover was. One foot crossed the threshold and she noticed the muscle twitch in his jaw and the subtle flick of his tail. That’s when Maya remembered what he promised would happen once they left the bathroom.

  Fuck!

  She gave into primal instinct, turned, and ran without any real thought for where she was going. The rush of air at her back said she made the wrong move, acting like prey instead of holding her ground. Vintor tackled her to the bed, his massive body shoving her into the mattress. The heat of his bare, damp skin blanketed her back, his steely arousal branding the flesh of her thigh. Vintor’s breath teased her neck, his firm lips tracing her rapidly beating pulse. He licked the crook of her shoulder, letting his sharp fangs graze the sensitive spot. Maya shivered with a mix of anticipation and trepidation, her nipples beading to hard points that abraded against the mattress on every ragged inhalation. With each sultry kiss he placed across her shoulder blades to the other side of her neck, her pussy cramped, spilling desire down her thigh. The patience he exhibited should’ve brought her comfort, instead she was filled with foreboding.

  “You smell exquisite. You taste even better,” Vintor rumbled into her ear.

  He tipped her head to one side then slowly sank his teeth into her neck. There was no pain, just sweet euphoria as he pumped liquid lust into her bloodstream. It coiled her in a tight grip of need, pins and needles of desire inflaming every nerve.

  “You wanted to make this last. You made me chase my desire, so, let’s chase yours.” His voice was filled with wicked intent and she knew she was in trouble.

  Vintor slowly kissed a path down her spine, while his rough fingers traced her ribs and waist. Maya was so turned on that every touch burned yet it didn’t abate her spiraling need. His bite assured she wouldn’t find true relief till he was inside her. His firm, warm lips reached the small of her back then kissed the swell of each cheek.

  “I love how full and tempting your tail is.” He cupped and kneaded her rear as he worshiped it with his mouth.

  “Vintor!” she cried out and arched off the bed when he bit her ass. He added a matching
mark to her other cheek, dosing her with more of his salacious venom. Her sweet agony doubled.

  “Mmm, yes. I like the look of that,” he husked, admiring the matching marks.

  He wedged a hand beneath her hips and lifted her lower half off the bed. She shivered as he blew across her exposed cleft. Maya scrambled to reach her clit. She was desperate for an ounce of relief since her demonic man was set on torturing her with this slow seduction. Maya gripped Vintor’s knee as she frantically worked her slick, swollen clit. It pulsed, sending pleasure radiating outward. She moaned at how good it felt. Her pussy clenched, sending a flood of moisture leaking down her thigh. Vintor grabbed her hands, putting a stop to the mounting ecstasy.

  “No,” she growled when he pinned her wrists behind her back, putting her entirely at his mercy.

  “It’s my turn, beautiful,” he taunted.

  “Then fuck me,” Maya snapped. “You couldn’t wait to nail me a minute ago, so what are you waiting for? Take that fat cock of yours and screw me till I can’t see straight.”

  “Not yet.”

  His fingers gently slid through her slick folds, exploring her. But he didn’t touch her clit or delve into her needy pussy. No, he wanted to tease her. Her need was so great it hurt, and his salacious bite had made it all the more unbearable. She struggled against his firm hold but it just scraped her hard nipples on the mattress, making it worse. Maya refused to relent and thrashed harder.

  “Now I know why my fellow warriors take their human mates in hand. You may be small, but you are wild,” Vintor chuckled as he released her.