“You’ll find out soon enough.”
“You’re starting to scare me.”
“You should be.”
“This isn’t funny, Lucien.”
“It’s not meant to be.”
Tana heard the chiming sound of a keypad being pressed and then felt him swing around as footsteps approached.
“Very good, thank you. Yes, set it there. You may go now.” She strained to see around his side but her hair wouldn’t stay out of the way.
“Who was that? What are you doing?”
He didn’t answer but she soon realized they were entering a dimly lit chamber and her gut clenched when the door slid closed. It was her room. He was going to lock her in. She knew it.
Tana tried to regain her equilibrium when he slipped her off his shoulder and planted her on the floor. As soon as she flipped her hair out of the way, she shoved at his big chest and he promptly sent her on another tailspin.
She found herself planted up against the wall and his lips crashed down onto hers. Who was she kidding? Why fight? It was right where she’d wanted to be the moment she’d seen his gorgeous green eyes through the bars of the cell.
Chapter 27
Tana let herself fall into Lucien’s kiss. She heard his moan of approval as soon as she opened her mouth and let him devour her. God damn, the man could kiss. She wrapped her legs around his waist and clamped her hands in his hair. The leather tie couldn’t get out of those silky tresses fast enough. His strong arm held her up under her ass cheeks and she was free to explore his body. She reached down, clutched his tunic, and yanked upward. She wanted to feel his flesh against hers and quickly.
He pulled away from their kiss just long enough to allow her to rip the material over his head and toss it to the side. Their mouths crashed back together and she whimpered when he quickly leaned back again. Oh, he wanted her shirt off. Right. No problem. Practically tearing the material in two, she flung the T-shirt aside and reached for his face. There, that warm tongue was back…and his breath smelled minty… and his lips were soft…and…Tana wanted to scream in frustration from the inability to take it all in at once. Instead, she reached forward and undid the clasp of her bra. She had to feel him against her. As soon as her skin touched his, she melted.
“Ah, shit. That feels so good, Lucien. You’re so warm. Yes, rub your chest against me. Fuck!” She got a full body shiver when he slid his mouth to her ear and finally spoke up.
“Yes, that’s exactly what I’m going to do to you, Tana. I’m going to fuck you until one of us passes out.”
She squeaked when he released his arm, slid her down his chest, and planted her on the floor. He had the front of her jeans undone and sliding down her legs before she could catch her breath. Back up the wall she went and she moaned when his cock started bumping against her clit. When the hell had he taken his pants off? He had a death grip around her waist and his hand slid against her quivering thigh as he seated that huge beast right where it needed to be. She braced herself.
They began a frantic battle to get his cock fully inside. Up and down she slid and with each forward surge of his big body, she knew she sounded like she was being killed. The pleasure was excruciating. She trembled when he pressed his lips close to her ear and spoke in a deep, husky tone.
“Do you want to hear my confessions, Tana? You make me crazy. I can’t get enough of your sweet body. I want to do things to you that I’ve never done before. Things pushed so far back into my mind that I’d forgotten they existed.” He thrust forward with five hard strokes and continued his confession. Each word spread waves of fire through her groin.
“I want to bind you to my bed. I need to know that you won’t leave as I bite softly across your creamy skin. Why do I want to watch you struggle against the leather wrapping your wrists as you plead for me to make you come? I want to hear you cry out my name as I watch my cock tunnel inside your warm flesh and feel your muscles gripping me as you release. Have you bewitched me, mellis? Has my madness released unrealized needs that only you can sate?
The combination of his sweaty skin, the images he placed inside her mind, his deep growls rumbling against her ear, her nipples sliding along his hard muscles, and that fat cock grinding against her clit was entirely too much for one little woman to handle. He wasn’t even all the way inside and she lost control. As soon as she shouted to the ceiling and clamped hard on his thick flesh, she set something lose in him. He became the master of all fucks, the man that broke a woman from any other, and the guy that made her pussy flutter just from hearing his name.
Tana had no sooner come down from the first orgasm before she found herself chest down on the bed and feeling him gliding back inside her. His words were deeper, more urgent.
“Reach up and grip the edge of the mattress, Tana. Quickly. Hold tight and don’t move them. I need to see you like this. Yes, put your wrists together. Ah! Gods! You’re so beautiful. You make me so hard.” His hand slid across her belly and dove between her legs. He worked her bud like a maestro as he pounded into her from behind. He was mumbling something in his beautiful language and the cadence and lilt had her pussy trembling and fluttering. It was almost like he was cooing and encouraging her to set herself free. And she did.
The sound of wet slapping flesh pushed her quickly over the edge. She came again and vaguely registered him flipping her over and pulling her hips to the edge of the bed. Chills skittered across her skin as his demands increased.
“Push your hands against my chest, Tana. Fight me as I take you. I want to feel your body writhing beneath mine as I give you what I know you want. Do it, and I’ll reward you.”
Ah, shit! Could he get any more perfect? Tana shoved hard against his massive chest and twisted her body as if to get away. He gripped her hips and rammed inside with three hard strokes as if to remind her of his strength. Pulsing waves of electricity shot across her clit and she cried out. Seeking more, Tana grabbed his hair and yanked hard before running her nails down his chest. She got exactly what she was seeking.
“Fuck, yeah. That’s it. Fight me.”
Raising her knees, she shoved against his belly, dislodged him, and twisted to the side as if to escape. He had her pinned and spreading her legs before she could fully turn. How he got her wrists locked above her head in a matter of seconds would forever remain a mystery. She was too focused on his words to care.
“You’re going to make me come, Tana. I’m fighting to keep from losing my seed all over your creamy flesh. Tell me. Do you feel the fire inside your skin? Do you love this battle as much as I do? Tell me, or you’ll not feel my cock again.” Tana could barely breathe and panted out her need to feel him inside.
“Yes, yes, yes. You’ve set me on fire, Lucien. I love everything you’re doing to me. I can’t breathe. Take me. Force me to love you.”
Again, that wondrous cock slid inside and took on the persona of the world’s best vibrator. How in the hell was he able to vibrate like that? God damn aliens! He released her wrists, latched on to her hips, and rose like a giant before her. All she could do was dig her fingers into his rock-hard thighs and hold on. He had her grunting like she’d lost the ability of speech and she was helpless to stop. Mesmerized, she watched his abs tighten and release with each forward surge of his hips. He had her tilted up at an angle where she could watch his cock slide in and out. The thick meat was glistening with her juices and sawing steadily inside.
The elusive G-spot she’d considered to be an urban myth was promptly located several times. The sex god that had taken over her body had found the damn road map and was driving over it again and again. When he leaned closer and mounded both of her breasts together, she bit her lip and strained to hear what he was growling over and over again. His voice was so deep and husky her skin pebbled.
“Come.”
Flip. Just like that. The final orgasm nearly knocked her out. If she could ever open her eyes she wanted to know if he was running silk across her skin. Something was flowing gently again
st her and coaxing her higher and higher. It was like he had fifty hands and was touching every erogenous zone on her body. Tingles of electricity began dancing underneath the thin layer of her skin and promptly arched her back off the bed. She heard him shout her name as hot seed poured into her body and his cock kicked hard inside her. Abruptly, the tingling retreated and she felt its loss. It was beautiful…so beautiful—lights out.
* * * *
Lucien slammed his hands to the mattress and heaved for breath. He willed his eyes open and stared at the beautiful sleeping face below him. At least she was breathing. He was having great difficulty catching air and his arms began to wobble. Quickly, he rolled to the side before he crushed her. He lay there staring at the ceiling for several moments trying to figure out what the hell had gotten into him. He’d had every intention of spanking her ass and making her eat her dinner in the room with him while he explained a few things. That plan went haywire as soon as she’d placed her palms on his chest and shoved. Her feistiness just pushed the right button and he’d lost it.
He knew in this moment of clarity that she’d broken him. Never in his entire sexual history had he come undone like that. Lovemaking with Junia had been sweet and slow with a goal of bringing an heir to the throne. The realization that he lay next to the woman that shoved him to the edge of blistering pleasure just from a simple touch blew his mind. He never knew it could be this way. For three long centuries, his needs had been trapped and unsatisfied. He would never be the same.
Lucien struggled to lift himself from the bed. He’d paid the price for fighting the final mating surge. He’d felt it slide out and caress her skin as it waited for any sign of acceptance. He’d felt her relaxing and pulled it back before it was too late. Looking down his body, he was surprised to find himself covered in sweat and his cock was rising against his thigh. How in the hell was that even possible? If he caved to his barbaric urges, he’d be waking her and coaxing her to another mind-blowing orgasm.
Rising on shaky legs, he knew he had to get away from her before he acted on the impulse. He tried to take a step forward and almost fell over. Looking down, he shook his head. His pants were around his ankles. He’d wanted her so badly he’d barely got them pushed down before he’d tried to get inside her. Crashing down into a chair, he slipped his boots off and shoved the pants all the way off.
Stumbling to the washroom, he splashed cool water on his face and neck while waiting for the temperature to warm. Wetting a cloth, he made his way back to the bed. Slowly, he pulled her up the mattress and situated her so he could clean her properly. He ground his teeth as he gently wiped between her legs and used another cloth to remove the sweat from her body. Quickly, he covered her with a blanket before his fingers started exploring her luscious curves and creamy flesh.
Staggering back to the facilities, Lucien turned the shower on and crawled inside. He bit the inside of his cheek to keep from crying out from the frigid water beating against his heated flesh. Eventually, he was able to tolerate the temperature or he’d just gone numb. He couldn’t tell the difference. When his legs began to work again, he crawled out, dried his shaking body, and went back into her room. She was still sleeping, but had curled up into a little ball. Fighting the urge to crawl onto the bed and wrap himself around her, he dressed before she woke to find him standing there staring at her like an idiot.
Lucien kneeled beside the bed and studied her face. She became more beautiful to him every time he looked at her or heard her sensuous voice. She was beginning to overwhelm him and destroy whatever promises he’d made to keep her away from his crazy life. Running a finger down the curve of her flushed cheek, he knew that he couldn’t do this again. He had to stay away or his selfishness would squash whatever happiness she could find in her life. He lowered his voice and whispered his thoughts.
“I love you too much to destroy you, Tana. I hope that you can forgive me.”
Lucien rose and quietly left the room.
* * * *
Tana poked her head out of the door and grimaced. Maxim was still slouched against the far wall and grinning at her.
“You can come out, Tana. He didn’t say you had to stay locked up in your room, just that you couldn’t wander around the ship by yourself. Come on now, let’s go see Kallon. I know he wants to talk to you.”
Huffing in exasperation, Tana leaned against the door jamb and crossed her arms. “I don’t think he has a right to tell me anything. He’s not my emperor.”
Shrugging, Maxim tilted his head to the side. “True, but he is your mate, so that should count for something.”
Straightening, Tana felt her temper flaring and she tried to suppress it. “I wish you’d stop saying that. I’m not his mate. He’s made that perfectly clear. We’ve had a few…uh…encounters. That doesn’t make me his girlfriend. I’d go find another guy to date to prove it to him, but you won’t let me out of our sight. You’re cock-blocking me, Maxim. I have a point to make.”
Maxim laughed and waggled his finger. “Nope. I wouldn’t advise that. You shouldn’t toy with these warriors, Tana. They haven’t had a female in over six years. The odds increase that one will claim you and you’d get the poor guy killed. Lucien would break his neck.”
Rolling her eyes, Tana stepped out of the room and locked the door behind her. “Why on Earth would he want to do something stupid like that? He doesn’t give a shit about me. He proved that when he left me hanging high and dry after your feast the other night. I haven’t seen him in two days.”
“He’s been busy.”
“With what?”
“Getting ready to pull a very unwilling king on board and talk some sense into him.”
“Someone should talk some sense into your emperor while they’re at it. He’s lost his mind.”
“Over you.”
“Give it a rest, Maxim.”
“I’m just sayin’.”
“I know and I’m tired of hearing it. Take me to Kallon. I’m frustrated with you. You keep repeating the same thing over and over.”
Chuckling, he bent at the waist and gestured grandly down the corridor. “After you, my future empress.”
“Bite me.”
Tana tried to suppress a smile at his rumbling laughter. Maxim was just too damn funny. He cracked her up all the time and she had a hard time staying mad at him. It seemed he had that effect on everyone. He was well liked despite his unpredictability.
The clinic door slid open before she could press the keypad. Kallon stood in the open doorway. His light green eyes lit up and his cheeks stretched into a huge smile.
“About time. I was getting worried that you didn’t like me.”
Tana glanced over her shoulder and glared at Maxim. “You told him, didn’t you? You used that freaky mind thing again. Is that how you report my every move to your emperor? Does he know I’m here right now?”
Maxim lifted his palms and chuckled. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. You’re getting paranoid, Tana. See? That’s what happens when you hole up in your room for too long. You start imagining things.”
Shaking her head, Tana followed Kallon into the clinic. “How do you live with him? He’s incorrigible.”
“You have no idea the truth in your words. Fortunately, I don’t have to live with him. He’s already run off one roommate. No one wants to room with him.”
“Hey, that’s not fair. I didn’t run Caelius off. He’s on an adventure to find himself.”
Kallon snorted. “Sure, if that’s how you want to see it, fine. Keep deluding yourself.”
She saw Kallon’s lips twitching as Maxim muttered, “Damn, you play a few tricks and suddenly you’re the evil villain.”
Kallon quickly morphed into his doctor persona and held his palm up. “Maxim, I have to ask you to stand outside. This conversation is between patient and doctor. You understand, right?”
Raising a brow, Maxim cut his eyes to the other door leading out of the clinic. “Sure. As long as you don’
t let her slip out the back way.”
Kallon shoved him backward until he was standing in the corridor. “Wouldn’t think of it. Hey, if you want, take a break and I’ll call you when we’re done.”
“Tana, if you bolt, you’re going to get Kallon in trouble, not me. Think about it.”
“Geez, give me a break. I can behave myself. Go.”
Soon, she was standing in the middle of the room and staring at Kallon. “So, what do you want to talk about? I’m feeling fine. Nothing to report.”
Gesturing to the two comfortable-looking chairs in the corner of the room, Kallon raised his brows. “Do you mind if we sit over there? This isn’t about your health. I’m on a fact-finding mission.”
Intrigued, Tana nodded and plopped down on the cushion. “Shoot. What do you want to know?”
“Basilius. What happened between him and Ulixes?”
Tana felt her eyes widen. “Damn, Kallon. You get right to the point, don’t you? Why haven’t you asked Ulixes?” She smiled when his face turned red.
“That’s the problem. He won’t talk to me. He’s been locked up in his room and when he does come out, he just grunts his words, gets his food, and then heads back to his room. I’m worried about him. At the welcoming feast, I heard the warriors mention something about an incident with Basilius, so thought this might be the cause.”
Tana leaned forward. She could tell this meant a lot to Kallon. Her curiosity rose. “Why didn’t you just ask the warriors?”
He rolled his eyes and she realized the silliness of her question.
“Never mind. I get it. A guy thing, right?”
“Yep.”
“Okay, here’s everything in a nutshell. Half the time, Ulixes wanted to kill the bastard. The guy was a total asshole when he arrived. Sotarios basically broke the guy and his attitude drastically changed afterward. I’m not sure if I should be mentioning this next part, but you seem to be struggling for an answer so it might help. Basilius was visited by Sotarios’s mother in a dream. That was the turning point. He actually worked with the warriors to help fight the Dar Kan.”
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