by Biance D'Arc
“Are we going?” a voice called out of the crowd.
There it was. Decision time. Rick quickly weighed the possibilities. Heaven knew, things couldn’t get much worse. He grit his teeth and strode forward, toward the single exit. Only one guard stood watch over the narrow door, but he knew others would soon be on their way.
Rick faced down the big Alvian warrior.
“Get out of the way, friend.”
The soldier bristled. “Go back to your cell.”
“I can’t,” Rick said, moving into position for best advantage.
“You must comply.” When the soldier went for his weapon, Rick acted. His foot smashed into the man’s hand, sending the weapon flying even as his fist connected with the Alvian’s temple, felling him like a tree. Rick didn’t wait to see who followed. He knew everyone who was mobile would be right behind him as he sped out the door and headed upward—toward freedom.
It was a valiant attempt, but just as the ragged group of humans reached the perimeter of the city, the power kicked back on. Rick could see the green forest beyond the city’s shield. It was so close—he could smell the loamy pine scent of the area.
But it wasn’t meant to be. Rick went quietly with the platoon of soldiers that cornered them. It wasn’t worth the fight. The shield was back up. They’d never get out of the city now.
Chapter Six
Callie and Davin made love repeatedly, in many different ways. She was an eager pupil and he loved teaching her every aspect of lovemaking he’d always longed to try. Callie was more adventurous than he would have imagined and even managed to surprise him a few times.
He pushed into her from behind, loving the feel of her tight sheath encasing him in warmth. She reached back and cupped his balls, teasing him with curious touches as she felt around the place where they were joined.
“Are you trying to kill me, sweetheart?” he asked, not entirely joking.
“Davin,” she asked hesitantly, “I’ve heard things I’m curious about.” She seemed reluctant to go on as he slowed his pace, enjoying the feel of her and the shyness of her well-loved body. She was still new to loving, but by no means afraid. At times though, she managed to remind him that up until a few days ago, she’d been a virgin.
“What have you heard? You know you can ask me anything, don’t you?” He leaned down to nip her shoulder, then placed wet kisses over the little love bite.
“Harry told me about some things an Alvian woman asked him to do to her. He said…he said she took him in her bottom.”
Davin felt his heart stutter. Did she want him to try it? Did he dare? It was something he’d done before, with Alvian women, but he hadn’t thought a newly broken-in virgin would even know of such things. Davin had thought to introduce the subject in a few months, perhaps, and see what she thought of the idea, but here she was, surprising him again.
“Did I shock you?” She pulled away from him, disengaging their bodies as she flipped over on the bed to look up at him. A sexy blush covered her cheeks and the tops of her breasts.
“Not at all.” Davin sought for composure, but couldn’t get the idea of coming in her ass out of his mind. Oh, yeah, he’d like to show her that dark pleasure.
“So, um, you’ve heard of it?”
Davin stalked forward on his hands and knees, coming over her as she lay back on the bed. “Not only have I heard of it, I’ve done it. Many times, in fact. It’s not for the faint of heart and it’s said men like it more than women, but none of my partners ever seemed disappointed.” He grinned, taking her mouth in a swift, hard kiss as the fires of passion revived within him.
When he let her up for air, she smiled at him. “Would you show me how it’s done, Davin?”
“Would I?” Davin gave her a teasing, leering grin. “It would be my pleasure. Quite literally, in fact.” He stopped teasing for a moment to see if she was really ready. “I’ll try to prepare you as best I can, but if anything bothers you, I want you to tell me and I’ll ease off. We don’t have to do this. Do you understand?”
She lifted to kiss him quickly, her lips a thankful benediction, her tongue sweeping over his once in promise. “I love you, Davin. More than that, I trust you. I’m curious.” She shrugged, lying back. “I want to know everything there is to know about loving you. In every way possible.”
“Well, then.” He moved back and flipped her onto her stomach once again. “Let the lessons begin.”
She had the most beautiful ass. Davin had spent more than a few hours dreaming of the pert, rounded cheeks. And now it was his.
Davin bent to trail kisses down her spine, nibbling as he went, his hands kneading the fleshy globes of her ass, spreading them apart as he left his saliva there to mix with her own syrupy fluids. Dipping inside her dripping pussy, he moved the lubrication where it was needed, sliding one finger inside her to see how easy or difficult the task ahead might prove.
Davin was pleased with the way she relaxed around him, taking him in. He pulsed his finger in and out a few times, letting her get the feel of it.
“How’s this, love?”
“Mmm. Feels good. Weird, but good.” She squirmed a bit in a way he now recognized meant her passion was rising. He withdrew and added another finger, stretching this time, going slow, doing his best not to cause pain. “Oh!” She gasped as he slid farther in.
“All right? I’ll stop if you don’t like it.”
“No, I like it. Don’t stop.” Her words came on panting breaths as he began to stroke within her. She was a natural at loving. He should have known she’d take to this unconventional method as easily as she’d done the rest.
Using his other hand, he added more lubrication. He really should have some kind of cream, he realized, pulling away to search through the bag of belongings he’d salvaged from the ship. There was something there he could use. A tube of cream meant for first aid. True, this use was a little unconventional, but it wouldn’t harm her if used internally and the viscous liquid would definitely make his invasion easier.
Callie leaned up on her elbows to watch him and he’d never seen a sexier sight.
“I hope you’re planning on coming back,” she said in a sultry tone of voice that set his cock to twitching. “It was just starting to get interesting.”
“Never fear.” Davin held up the tube he’d just recovered. Rising, he stalked back to the bed, noting the way she watched him—or rather, his cock. She seemed fascinated by it.
“What’s that for?” She tore her attention away from his cock and nodded toward the tube in his hand.
“Normally it’s for disinfecting wounds, but for us, today, it’s going to serve as lubricant.” He grinned as he opened the tube. “Give me your hand. I want you to put this on me first, so you’ll know how it feels.” She held out her hand and he squeezed a large dollop of the fluid into her palm.
“It’s warm.”
“The gel heats when it comes into contact with flesh. Very therapeutic.” He moved to present her with his cock and she didn’t hesitate to reach out and slide her slick palm over him, again and again. “That feels almost too good.” He stepped away before he let his instincts overcome his sense. There was more work to do to prepare her.
“Now what?” The saucy grin she gave him told him she knew damn well what came next, but she liked to tease him into giving orders. And he found he liked giving the orders as much as she enjoyed taking them.
“On your elbows and knees. Stick that pretty ass up in the air for me like a good girl.”
“Yes, Davin,” she agreed with a secretive little smile that lit fires in his system that only she could contain.
Davin didn’t waste any time. He squeezed a dollop of the gel into the crack of her ass, sliding it around with his fingers and right up into her, paving the way for what would come next.
“Not only will this be the most hygienic fuck I’ve ever given, but no doubt the hottest.” He could feel the warmth of the gel against his fingers and could only imagine
what it must feel like for her. Taking the final precaution, he pushed three fingers into her tight hole, going slow so as not to hurt her. “Do you like it so far?”
She writhed, but he noted she was careful not to dislodge him. “I love it. Come into me now, Davin. Please!”
“As you command, my love.” Davin pulled his fingers away and rose up on the bed, positioning his cock at her rosy entrance.
With great care, he pushed within, going slow. His cock was a lot thicker than his fingers, but she seemed well able to take him. The lubricant helped enormously, but Callie’s willingness counted for a lot too. She relaxed and pushed out at the right moment, all without being told what to do. It was as if she were born to take him any way he chose—or any way she could dream up.
When he was seated fully, she whimpered and started to push back. She wanted him to move, and she wanted to come. He could read all that from the small sounds and movements he’d learned over the past few days. She was expressive in a non-verbal way, though she did speak her mind when they made love as well. Quite different from what he was used to in Alvian women, this miracle girl was everything he’d ever hoped for in a woman—in a mate.
“Oh, Davin!” she panted. “This feels so good. I never dreamed…”
He rounded his back, moving over her for better leverage, enjoying the heat of her skin against his belly and chest. “I never dreamed I’d find anyone as perfect as you, Callie. Never.”
“Davin!” Her body began to clench as her orgasm drew near. Davin pulsed faster into her, feeling his balls tighten in readiness for release. And this was going to be a big release. He could feel it.
He reached around with one hand to tease her clit and she cried out at the overload of sensation. “Now, Callie. Come for me now, my love.”
She screamed his name as she came harder than he’d ever seen her come before. A heartbeat later, he followed her over the edge into blissful oblivion as he shot inside of her again and again.
He had just enough presence of mind to pull out and move to her side before falling unconscious from the pleasure. He woke a short time later to find her snuggled into his arms. They hadn’t moved far, both wearing the silly smiles of the well pleasured.
“Are you all right, my love?” He squeezed her closer and placed a kiss on the crown of her head.
“Never better, Davin. That was better than anything I could have imagined. Thank you for showing me.”
“It’s I who should be thanking you. Not one man in a thousand is blessed with such an adventurous and willing mate. You continue to amaze and delight me, Callie. I love you so much and so deeply. Now that I have you in my life, I could never exist without you.”
She reached up to stroke his cheek, a smile curving her lips and tears of joy shining in her eyes as she looked up at him. “I feel the same, Davin. I love you, so much. And no matter how this all turns out, I wouldn’t trade a single moment we’ve shared for anything.”
They slept, then woke to love again and Callie couldn’t believe how perfect Davin was in every way. Sure, he had his idiosyncrasies, as all people do, but the ways they complimented each other were far greater than the ways in which they conflicted. All in all, Callie thought she was a very lucky woman to have such a loving, thoughtful and sexy resonance mate.
She still wasn’t sure she understood all the ramifications of resonance mating, but Davin believed in it, and she respected his beliefs. She couldn’t hear the Hum, but her skin tingled every time they touched and her empathic senses were bathed in the most amazing mix of love, caring and desire. In short, he was good for her. And she would spend the rest of her life being good to him.
The sex was out of this world too. She’d known what to expect from frank discussions with her brother, but he’d never explained how incredible it could feel to share something so intimate with someone you loved. Davin made it special. He cared so deeply and devoted so much effort to her pleasure, she was moved to do the same for him.
She’d stretched her own boundaries further than she ever would have believed and Davin had been right there with her, teaching her and never pushing for more than she was willing to give. Of course, for him, she’d do just about anything.
And he’d be certain to make her enjoy every last minute of it.
They stayed hidden in their little lovenest for a few days, but Davin knew after the energy disturbances they’d caused—and kept causing with their wild lovemaking—they’d be found sooner or later. Then they’d be taken before the Council. He thought it better to arrive before that unforgiving group on their own initiative.
He laid out the options, describing each of the Councilors and their views to Callie before they ever set foot outside the resonance chamber. He also packed up the beacon crystal and a few other specimens as insurance. They wouldn’t harm him or gainsay his wishes while they carried such a dangerous and valuable artifact in their ship.
The beacon crystal came in handy when they were intercepted shortly after leaving the cover of the trees. All he had to do was send an image of the crystal to the warships that ordered them down and hold it up to the window so they could see it wasn’t a ruse. The soldiers backed off, escorting them directly to the Council compound.
Callie held his hand, sitting beside him in the two-person ship. She was handling this so well, he was proud of his young mate. She had poise and intellect to match any of the Council. They were all in for a surprise when they finally met one of the Breeds they so disdained.
“How dare you defy the will of the Council?” Councilor Troyan’s words were haughty, and as close to anger as one of the modern Alvians could come. Davin stood with Callie at his side, in front of the full Council, already in session. He’d timed their appearance to the weekly meeting he knew would be taking place. No sense having to wait to get them together when he needed their full attention as soon as possible. Best to take them by surprise before any of the troublemakers had time to work through the possible countermoves in their devious minds.
The Council Chamber held the Council Crystal, a large beacon of superior lines that sat in a place of honor behind the U-shaped Council table. It powered all the workings of the Council Compound and surrounding city.
The Councilors themselves were arranged along the two sides of the table, with their nominal leader, presently Councilor Hearn, at the center of the gently sloping U. Eight other Councilors sat at intervals on each side of the table, four to a side. Some were male, some female, each representing a different branch of Alvian society. There was a female crystallographer, Councilor Beyan, who oversaw all of the engineering facilities planet-wide. There were representatives of the various scientific fields, Councilor Gildereth from the military, Councilor Troyan representing the clerical workers, Councilor Hearn for the medical workers, Councilor Orin for those employed in language professions and the arts, and so on. Each represented their own interests and the interests of those who worked in their fields.
The new beacon crystal had gained all of their attention. All Alvians understood the nature of crystals and knew how rare the larger ones were. Though the big crystal rested far back in the gallery, they could all see it, and watch it respond to Davin’s every breath—tuned so closely to him and his mate. He let the crystal glow and flux, drawing the Councilors’ eyes in a small demonstration of his power that was not lost on any of them.
While they were glad of the new beacon crystal—it was, after all, a much-needed resource—some of them were being stubborn about Callie’s presence. Troyan was perhaps the worst of them, but others frowned at them as well from around the large chamber.
But Davin stood firm. “I’ll defy anyone who tries to come between me and my lawful mate.” He produced a data crystal and fed it into the display unit at his table, projecting highlighted historical documents for all to see. “The law is on my side in this instance, Councilors. You will see here, very clearly, the ancient Alvian Code states that resonance mates, once Joined, cannot be forcibly separ
ated for any reason. I have Joined with my proven mate. The crystals themselves prove that our Joining is a true one. So my question to you is: How dare you try to take my resonance mate from me?”
Grumbles were heard among the Council and the gallery of spectators until finally Councilor Orin raised his amethyst wand for silence.
“I say we cease our interference in this matter, since I do believe young Davin has the law on his side.”
“It is an old law. Outdated,” Councilor Beyan pointed out in her quiet way.
Orin nodded. “Perhaps, but we have never changed the ancient laws. We have never yet created any new law that was inconsistent with the ancient texts. I, for one, do not believe now is the time to do so. We have lost Alvia and have come to a new world. Let us not lose more of our heritage by disregarding the ancient wisdom and laws of our forefathers.”
The debate went on for some time but eventually a vote was taken and most of the Councilors recognized Davin’s legal right to keep his proven resonance mate, even if she was a Breed. They debated for a while on whether or not to grant her full rights of citizenship, but held off on that decision until some future date.
Davin didn’t care. As long as he and Callie were free to live together as mates, that was all that mattered. She was safe and should be forever now, as his legally recognized mate. Even if something happened to him, she would still have the rights of his resonance mate, regardless of what the Council finally decided about her status as a citizen. He moved back from the table, and gathered Callie into his arms, uncaring of what the Council or gallery would make of their display of emotion. Perhaps, he thought, it was time his people saw firsthand what an emotionally bonded couple could feel for each other. Maybe it would make them think about what they’d given up in the search for genetic perfection. Maybe hearing the Hum of their skin touching and seeing their Kiss produce a glow like no other from every crystal in the vicinity would be enough to make them realize they’d turned down the wrong path.
