“You did?”
His eyes closed again as his nose flared, inching closer while he tilted his head. Is he going to kiss me? Her heart pounded and she licked her lips in anticipation. Obsidian’s face buried against her throat at the side, breathing her in as his nose nuzzled her skin. A soft groan came from him.
“You still smell of food,” he rasped. “Do you know how often I ate French toast just to be reminded of you?”
Her hand slid into his hair, stroking the silky mass as her other hand gripped one broad shoulder. He pressed tighter against her body, his chest firm and solid. She wanted to cling to him and only resisted for a second before she hugged him tightly, both arms sliding around his back.
“They sent you away,” he rasped. “It drove me insane.” His nose rubbed the column of her throat, one hand slipping behind her back to pull her flush against him. “I’ve needed you.”
“Me too,” she admitted. “So much. Every single day.”
Obsidian bumped against her knee and she spread her thighs to allow him to wedge his hips between them. He really was bigger, the weight he’d put on over the months wasn’t just visible, she could feel it. That wasn’t the only thing that seemed bigger. The rigid press of his cock nudged against her pussy.
“You smell so good. So mine.”
His warm breath gave her the good kind of chills as it fanned across her skin with every breath he took. She regretted not removing her clothes when he’d ordered her to, hating the barriers between them. All she wanted was to be skin to skin with him.
“Let me go.”
“No.” He pulled her closer. “Never.”
“I want you.”
Those three words had a powerful effect on him. Air filled his chest enough to crush it against hers when he sharply inhaled and a rumbled growl was the sexiest thing she’d heard in three months. The hand on the small of her back dug lower until he cupped her ass, jerking her more firmly against his cock.
Alli softly moaned when his hips rocked, rubbing against her clit with the drag of his long, hard shaft. Even clothes couldn’t deter the pleasure. He grinded against her in a slow, steady pace that drove all thoughts from her mind. Her hands fisted his shirt, clawing at it, seeking skin.
Both of them panted, low moans filling the room, and his teeth nipped at the curve where her shoulder began. The feel of his fangs set her on fire, the sharp points not breaking skin but the danger of it was there.
“Mine,” he groaned near her ear when he kissed upward, trailing his hot tongue along the path.
Oh yeah, she agreed. All yours. His hips moved a little faster, the friction between them increasing as they heated up. Raw ecstasy hovered just out of her reach. She didn’t even care if she came faster than a rocket going off. It had been too long, too many lonely nights remembering the intimate memories they shared. Fantasy wasn’t as good as the real thing.
He snarled, his hips bucking in wild, rough jerks and it was enough. It was that last little element she needed to come. The climax centered where their bodies touched and she cried out his name before her breath was stolen away when her brain was hit with the first sharp blast of rapture.
They clung to each other, riding through it, and warmth seeped across her lower belly through her clothes. Obsidian had come with her. He stilled but his hold on her didn’t ease. She didn’t mind having a hard time catching her breath, being pressed between him and the back cushions of the couch.
Her eyes were closed and she kept them that way, tenderly exploring his back with her hands. She longed to feel his smooth, hot skin. The shirt was in the way and she refused to ask him to put enough space between them to remove it. At times she’d been afraid she’d never get the opportunity again.
Chapter Twenty
Obsidian kept a strong grip on the small female he held. Alli smelled the exact way he remembered and he was grateful that she hadn’t changed her scent. The swelling of his dick receded but he refused to let her go.
It was more than the way she seemed to fit against him that made him resist loosening his arms around her. She’d realize he’d just come in his pants. It wasn’t his proudest moment or how he wanted their first sexual encounter to be if they were ever reunited. He just hadn’t been able to stop when she’d moaned as he’d stroked his cock against her.
Move, he ordered his mind. He wanted to recover the moment and make it right. Moon had told him repeatedly that females enjoyed romance and males who had patience. That advice had been lost in the need to reconnect with her.
Moon and Breeze hadn’t lied to him all the times they’d sworn they’d get Alli back to him. It had all been worth it. He’d fought his rage at first when the people who claimed to want what they believed best for him had taken away the female who belonged to him. He was smart and had adapted well to learning the game he needed to play. He’d acted polite, said the words they wanted to hear and been a model Species. His reward massaged his back through his shirt. Alli.
“Wrap your legs around me,” he demanded. “Hold on.”
Her legs lifted, hooked at his waist, and he adjusted his hold on her to support her ass and mid-back. It took a lot of willpower to ignore the uncomfortable dampness of his pants clinging to his dick when he hauled her up and stood. The apartment wasn’t big but it was his space. He made it to the bedroom in ten long strides.
His gaze drifted around the room with annoyance. He hadn’t known she was coming today or he would have cleaned up the clothes he’d tossed on the floor. The bed wasn’t made but he had changed the sheets the day before. He sniffed, not picking up any offensive odors except his shoes in the closet. It was faint enough that he doubted her human senses would pick it up. Their spent passion also teased his nose and tortured him with the urge to strip her bare. He’d missed everything about her but especially the sweet taste of Alli in the throes of arousal and release.
She pulled her head back enough to look him in the eye. Their blue color sucked him in and held him captive. Her little nose was adorable and so her. His attention lowered to her tentative smile and he groaned, going for it. He hadn’t been able to kiss her much before she’d been taken but nothing was damaged about his memory.
Soft lips opened under his, her mouth hot and welcoming as his tongue met hers. It made his dick hard with jealousy that it wasn’t one with her too. The idea of penetrating her both ways urged him to take one more step until his legs hit the side of the bed. He broke the connection, needing to get their clothing out of the way. It took reserve to gently lower her instead of tossing her on his mattress.
“Strip,” he ordered, hoping this time she’d do it.
She released him when he straightened away from her. He backed up, tearing at his shirt. It sailed to the floor when he threw it and he quickly shucked his pants. Alli hadn’t seemed to notice that the front of his pants was wet where his semen had soaked them and he used the bunched material to swipe his skin to remove the evidence. She had lain back, lifted her legs and yanked off each shoe.
Satisfaction struck when she didn’t neatly place them on the floor but instead threw them without a care where they fell. He didn’t glance to see where they landed, not wanting to miss the sight of her baring every inch of her body for his enjoyment. Her hips rose as she wiggled out of her pants and it only made his dick harder.
Hurry, he silently urged. He needed her. Wanted her. Had to have her. His hands gripped his thighs just to prevent himself from helping her. She didn’t have other clothing and he didn’t want her to be angry if he tore them to shreds.
The sight of her blue panties made him snarl, not happy she still wore the annoying obstacles. He’d told her to get rid of all of them but she’d disobeyed. Ways to teach her why she shouldn’t wear them instantly made his dick throb in anticipation. He’d play with her pussy until she begged him to mount her. She’d get a reminder to not wear them before he did that though.
She tossed the pants away and her thumbs hooked the delicate straps of
the tiny scraps covering her sex to wiggle her hips again. The curve of her naked ass almost snapped his control while it hovered above the sheets. He wanted a view of it from another angle—bent over in front of him with his hands gripping her on both sides to hold her in place while he pounded against it with his dick buried inside her deep. She sat up to drop the panties off the edge of the bed and finally removed her shirt. The bra hid her nipples and he growled again.
“Are you okay?” She paused.
“Take it off!”
“A little impatient?”
She smiled as if amused, something he couldn’t comprehend. There was nothing funny about how much he craved getting a glimpse at those rosy nipples he longed to lick and suck.
“Alli,” he warned, “it’s been too long.”
The bra slid off her shoulders after she unhooked the back, bared her beautiful soft mounds with taut peaks. She spread her bent knees apart, revealing her glistening pussy as if he needed incentive to join her. He struggled to keep in control. He wanted it to be good for her too. She rolled to her side, pushing up on her hands and knees. Her hair flipped over one shoulder when she tossed her head, adjusted a little until her ass faced him and smiled at the sight of his astonishment.
“I know. I’m wet, so ready, and I want you.” Her tongue licked her lips. “I dreamed about you mounting me. Take me.”
Animalistic urges surged so strongly inside him that he swayed a little on his feet. Forget polite, taking things slow, or Moon’s advice on how to treat a human mate. His knee dipped the bed as he settled it on the edge and his gaze lowered to her ass. It was pale and rounded, lushly curved. He wanted to grip it with both hands just to squeeze.
Her back bowed, she arched her ass higher and spread her thighs enough to give him a view of the slit of her pussy. Pink, slick heaven he wanted to enter was right in front of him. She wagged her ass at him enough to make him want to howl.
“Enter me slowly,” she urged. “It’s been a while and you’re bigger all over. I think you even gained a little weight there.”
He glanced down to stare at his dick then darted a glance to her pussy. It slightly cooled his raging lust. He didn’t want to hurt her. His hands hesitated at her hips when he inched closer.
Alli lowered her chest enough that her nipples touched the sheets and she bit her lip, watching him watch her. “Don’t torture me, Obsidian. I want to feel you inside me.”
He wasn’t torturing her, that was what she was doing to him. He adjusted his bent legs on the outside of hers to make their bodies fit together more easily. His dick didn’t need guidance with his hand to target the entrance of her pussy. She rolled her hips when the crown of it nudged the seam of her sex and she froze when they were perfectly aligned.
He began to tremble enough that he wrapped his fingers around her hips and gripped her hipbones to hide how much she affected him. His mate could drop a Species to his knees and make him shake from wanting her so badly.
Sleek arousal coated the tip of his dick and he nudged her, the small opening tight but accepting. They both groaned as he sank into her. Her pussy gripped him firmly, fit him perfectly. She was made for him as he pushed in more.
“Yes,” she encouraged.
He withdrew a little, a strong current of pleasure rolling through him from just moving inside her. He thrust back in. It was impossible to decide which motion was the best. The pace increased as her pussy stretched enough to assure him he wouldn’t break her and he let go of one hip, dropped forward and caught his upper body weight before he crushed her under him.
He molded his body around hers, buried his dick inside her until they were completely connected and nuzzled her with his cheek. “Tell me if I’m too rough.”
He rocked his hips in long, deep thrusts. Alli’s moans grew loud and ragged, urging him to go faster until the headboard banged insistently against the wall. His balls drew up tight, a warning that he was going to explode and fill his mate with his seed.
He slid his hand around her and found her clit. Two fingers captured the little bud between them and he massaged it. Vaginal muscles clenched tightly around his dick, squeezing him, and he fought to hold back spilling into her.
“Come,” he demanded harshly. “Now.”
She jerked under him and her pussy milked him when her climax made her cry out his name. He had no reason to cling to control anymore. Obsidian let go, growling loudly, as he reclaimed his mate.
Alli smiled, her hand roaming Obsidian’s chest, which was pillowing her head. His heartbeat was slow and steady under her ear. She enjoyed the sense of total peace she felt curled tightly against his side.
“I missed you.”
His heart rate increased. “You’re not leaving my side. They won’t take you away from me again.”
She had a job still at Fuller but she had no wish to return. “Good.”
He suddenly rolled over, pinning her under him, to stare into her eyes. “You aren’t going to argue?”
“No.”
“You’re mine.”
“Even better.”
His gaze widened. “You agree?”
She tried to put her feelings into words but he spoke before she could.
“You don’t want to tell me that it’s too soon and I need more time? You have no protests that you worry I don’t know what I really want? I have thought of many things to say to respond to those accusations.” He frowned. “I expected an argument.”
“I’ve had a lot of time to think in the past three months.”
“What does that mean?”
“I love you.”
He smiled, pure happiness hitting him at hearing those words and the way she gazed at him with sincerity. “I feel love too.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck. “You have no idea how relieved I am to hear that. I was terrified you’d have found someone else or decided you’d made a mistake being with me.”
“I don’t want another female. You are the only one for me.”
“I can’t tell you how many times I wanted to kick my own ass for trying to be noble but I was so afraid I’d end up hurting you somehow. That’s the last thing I wanted to do. You come first with me.”
He shifted his weight enough to brace most of it on one arm to stroke her cheek with his thumb. “I worried that I was too hard on you. I have learned that females don’t enjoy being given orders.”
She smiled. “I kind of like that about you.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. Breeze said you’re super polite now and I can’t even imagine.” She laughed. “Of course you ordered me to strip right off the bat. It turns me on.”
A soft growl rumbled from him. “I can tell you what to do?”
“In the bedroom. I can’t promise I’ll be happy with that outside it, but in here, always. On you it’s sexy.”
“You mean that?” He arched his brows, studying her closely. “That’s the truth?”
“Yes.”
“Let go of me.”
She hadn’t expected him to say that but slid her hands away from his neck. He rolled away to the edge of the bed and sat up to open the drawer on the nightstand.
“What are you getting?”
He turned to face her, twisting his upper body. “Come here.”
“Okay.” She got on her hands and knees, crawling the few feet to him, and peered at a folder in his hand. “What is that?”
He placed it on top of the nightstand and both of his arms wrapped around her, lifting her to sit across his lap. He reached inside the drawer and pulled out a pen. His gaze held hers.
“Sign the papers.”
Shock shot through her and she glanced at the folder. Are those what I think they are? She really hoped so as she turned her head to stare at him.
“I thought I’d have to argue with you a lot before you’d agree.” His voice deepened. “Sign them. We’re in the bedroom and I’m giving you an order.”
“What are they?” Her voice soun
ded as shaky as she felt. She wanted a confirmation before she got too excited.
He frowned. “You know what they are. Moon saved the mating papers from when they were drawn up the day Justice and Fury came to your home. I demanded he give them to me months ago. They have been waiting for you.” He leaned in and his nose touched her, staring deeply into her eyes. “You’re my Alli,” he rasped. “My mate. Sign them.”
She nodded, blinking back tears. “Okay.”
He smiled and handed her the pen. She nearly dropped the thing and gripped it tightly as he lifted the folder, gently placing it over her lap. He reached around her with his other arm, using both hands, and opened it.
Tears blinded her until she blinked them back. She skimmed the document. Basically it was a contract stating she was agreeing to live under NSO laws, wanted to be a member of the New Species Organization, and was committing to being Obsidian’s mate.
He leaned in until his lips brushed her ear. “Don’t read them, Alli. The words aren’t important. You’re my mate.”
She dropped her focus to the bottom of the page and stared at one signature already on it. Obsidian’s name was there in ink. He held her gaze when she looked up.
“You already signed this?”
“The day Moon brought them to me.”
Her heart melted.
“Sign, Alli. That’s an order.” He smiled. “I’m being sexy. Don’t make me bite you.”
She laughed and used one hand to steady the paper while she did as she was told. “I might like it.” She threw the pen back into the open nightstand drawer. Her gaze lifted to his. “I’m all yours. It’s official.”
“I’m going to make you happy, Alli.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck. “I am.”
“I was willing to show you all the ways I could do that.” Humor glinted in his eyes. “Are you sure you are happy?”
Her teeth snagged her bottom lip, chewing on it. “Maybe not.” She couldn’t pull off a serious look and grinned. “I did want a turtle when I was a kid but my parents said no. I could think up stuff that makes me sad so you can cheer me up.”
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