Possessing Providence [Warriors Of Kelon Book 6]

by Castle, Angela

  She sighed and glanced around. The room was vastly different to the harshness of the cell. It contained one double bed, fixed to the wall, one pillow, a sheet and blanket. A white moulded plastic chair and table stood on the other side. At the far end of the room, separated by a head-high, painted wall, was a shower and toilet.

  “You can put me down now. I’m too heavy.”

  Zelron snorted. “Light as a star beam. Little, round and soft. You feel good in my arms, Providence. Heavy you are not.”

  She smiled as he sounded a lot like Yoda from Star Wars. “Well, you do have big muscles and are very strong.”

  “Must stay strong to protect my little, human female.” He suddenly nuzzled in at her throat. Her eyes widened at the rush of sensation shooting through her body, making her toes curl.

  He breathed in deep at the crook of her neck. The rush of his hot exhalation sent a rush of Goosebumps over her skin.

  “Smell good.”

  Her mouth went dry as he raised his head and she met his dark gaze, blazing with a whole different kind of fire.

  Desire and fear shot through her as he lowered her to the bed, laying her out and tugging away the blanket.

  She squeaked when he tossed it aside, his gaze running heatedly over her body. “I need to have you, little one, you know this. I know you see this.”

  “Yes, but…I can’t, we can’t.” Panic surged through her as he pressed his body over hers. “You’re meant to fill the…the…oh!”

  He lowered his head and the hot, wet rasp of his tongue slid over her collar bone. She felt his hardened erection press against her thigh through the fabric of his sweat pants.

  “Taste good. You are mine. Fill cup later. Here now, I claim you, bind you to me. Understand?”

  Her mind battled with the fire in her body. The fear, the years of rejection, the pain of loneliness came screaming to the surface.

  “Zelron, no! Stop, please.”

  He paused and raised his head, concern in his eyes. He reached out and gently stroked her cheek, wiping away the tears she didn’t realise were sliding down the side of her face.

  “I will not hurt you, and I will never leave or abandon you. We are together forever, now. Do you not trust me to protect you?”

  She drew in a shuddering breath; his words making her heart swell. Did he really speak the truth? He didn’t know the truth about her; however, she had to tell him, it was only fair.

  “Zelron, it will hurt. I’ve never been with a man. No man has ever touched me because I am undesirable.”

  Anger darkened his features. “I am not man, I am Kelon Warrior. Yes, here I am captive, but you are a precious female. I desire you, I desire to claim you for mine, we be marriage.”

  Why couldn’t he understand? Why couldn’t he see it was their circumstances which made him want her? Anything beyond their time here and now would crumble, and she would be left devastated and heartbroken.

  “But what about when we escape and you see for yourself how I am, compared to other women? I don’t think you know much about human women, how different we are. There are more beautiful ones than me, thinner ones—”

  A low growl emanated from his chest, an angry frustrated sound. He cupped her head in his hands; his nose nuzzled hers while he drew in slow, measured breaths, as if struggling for control. “You wound me, to reject my claim. You say I am not repulsive. Did you tell lie?”

  “No, of course not. You are handsome, big, strong and wonderful. But—”

  “I choose you, Providence, no other. No matter where, inside these walls or outside beyond the stars. All human men are foolish to not see what I see, to feel what I do. I must protect and make you mine. It is good no human man has touched you. Only I will touch you. I will kill anyone who tries to touch you. Is this not enough for you to believe?”

  Was it? Oh, god, her head swam with the upheaval of her emotions. Deep down, she did want this. Why couldn’t she throw her hat into the ring and take a leap of faith with him? What would the future hold for them?

  “I see your face; you think too much. Let this happen. I give you all I am. Be everything to me.”

  What did she really have? The shadow of a life she waded through day-by-day, pretending to be tough and not utterly miserable—rejected by everyone, even her own father. Zelron was offering her a lifetime of companionship, if nothing else.

  Don’t be a fool and deny what you really want. You want him, take him. Let him take you.

  “Yes,” she said, her voice but a whisper. “I… I will be yours.”

  His chest heaved in a gusty sigh. “You will not regret; I promise by the Fire of Elron. I will claim you now. Do not fear, I will be gentle.”

  She swallowed hard and nodded, her heart pounding, her body heating, knowing what was to come. “Okay.”

  * * * *

  The depth of pain in her lovely, blue eyes tore at him. She was a victim of horrible battles, but from within. He wanted to hunt down and tear apart the flesh of those who gave her such deep wounds.

  She is mine, now. I will possess her and prove with my every touch she is beautiful and desired.

  A warrior can fight battles on many fronts, but this battle he knew would be a tough one. However, he was determined to win her full trust and affection.

  Her body trembled under his. He pulled away to gaze down at the lush, pale skin. Lifting his hand, he traced the line of the white fabric covering her breasts.

  “Take them off. I do not want to tear them.” He sincerely doubted the humans would provide her with replacements.

  Startled, it took her a moment to comply. He let her sit up slightly to reach around the back, her little hands trembling.

  Zelron climbed from the bed, turned and sat back down, pulling her between his thighs, his head almost level with hers. She squeaked in that adorable little way she did when surprised.

  “Shhh, be calm.” He ran his hands from her hips up to the back of her shoulder blades. The softness of her skin pushed him to the brink of control, but he remained in control for her sake. “My touch will never bring pain; know this my little one. Trust my touch.”

  “I’m trying, b… but this is all new to me.”

  He hid a feral smile, thrilled no other ever touched her and he would be the first and only one. Kelon men never touched a female until they were ready to lay claim to them, but it did not mean they were not schooled how to touch and please. As Kelon females did not gain pleasure from the act of sex, they required much caressing and touching of their skin to feel comfort and pleasure.

  All his lessons played over in his mind while he continued to touch her, calming her. Little moans fell from her lips and she leaned into him. Her eyes fluttered closed as he sought her pleasure.

  Excellent, his lessons may have been such a long time ago, as a youth, but he never forgot. From her breathy responses, he was doing it right. This sent a thrill of pride through him.

  He cupped her head. “Look at me.” Her eyes opened. They shone darkly with her own desire while meeting his gaze. Her breasts fell free as her garment fell down her arms. He pulled it off and tossed it aside.

  She panted softly. Awed at the magnificence of her soft, rounded globes, he was unable to stop his hands moving up and cupping them, gently squeezing. Kelon women did not have such beauties as these. More and more, he understood why his fellow Kelon males desired human females.

  He noted her flushed responses and moans. “Sensitive?”

  “Uh, yes.” Her brow furrowed. “How much do you know… a…about human, uh, women?”

  “You are softer and more sensitive than my kind. A simple touch and you respond. I need to see your sex, to know differences.”

  The fear was back in her gaze when he tugged the top half down her legs along with the garment covering her sex.

  Naked before him, she trembled more than ever.

  “Truly beautiful, little one.” He pulled her down onto his lap, stroking her skin to soothe her.

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sp; Holding her tightly against his body, he stood up and transferred her back onto the bed, crawling over her body and pushing her thighs wide.

  Her sex was covered in a light brown hair and he ran his fingers through it, finding it just a little coarser than the hair on her head. He stroked it and curled his fingers through it, enjoying the texture. As his fingers probed deeper, he found her inner folds wet with sticky moisture. He brought his coated fingers to his nose and sniffed, growling when his body went into a frenzy of sudden need at her musky scent. He put his fingers into his mouth, sucking her essence.

  Fires of Elron, she tasted good. The sudden urge to lick her sex and drink her juices slammed over him, but the need to stamp a permanent claim on her rode him even stronger.

  “Oh, god,” she groaned.

  “Tell me, Providence, about your body. I do not want to hurt you. I need words, education.”

  She swallowed and nodded. “What do you need to know?”

  “Kelon women, they have no place of pleasure within their bodies. I read on a report, human women have secret sensitive places they desire to be stimulated. Tell me or show me where.”

  She licked her lips and nodded, her face again shading a deep red.

  “Do not feel embarrassed. Only I will ever view you like this. You are for my eyes only.”

  “I’m trying. It’s hard for me.” She drew in a deep breath, drawing his attention back to the soft jiggling of her breasts. There was so much of her to explore. “Move back, so I can show you.”

  He did as she bade, moving back slightly, tracking her hands as they moved over her body.

  “Human females have sensitive skin, some spots more than others. My breasts—” Zelron fought to hold in the feral groan when she squeezed them in her own palms. “…are more sensitive than other parts. My nipples…” She rolled them gently between her fingers. “…are sensitive too, but my sex...” Her hand skimmed down her soft rounded belly, sliding between her thighs as she widened them further.

  “My, um, pussy, as some like to call it, has a…oh, god—”

  “You can do this. Trust in yourself,” he encouraged, his gaze transfixed to where her lovely, pale hands covered the hair of her sex.

  She pulled open the lips of her sex, showing the beautiful, glistening pink folds within. “My clit is the most sensitive. It will bring me to, uh, climax.”

  Curiosity hit him as he studied the swollen pink nub. “It is within easy reach? Have you brought yourself to climax by touching here?”

  Her whole body flushed and he knew his answer. A swelling of male arrogance grew. Maybe he would allow her to touch herself in the future, for his pleasure, but now, it was his duty to please her.

  The thought of her touching herself as he watched made his cock throb to an agonizing point of pain. He could not take much more. He placed his hand over hers, pressing down on her clit.

  Her hips twisted and she tried to pull her legs together. He growled and set his knees between her legs, so she could not pull them closed. He brushed away her hands to stroke and explore.

  He like the fact she was so sensitive. He took a mental note to be more careful with this part of her body, but learning her triggers and sensitive parts was vital. He slipped a finger into the opening, finding her extremely tight. It worried him. He knew from his lessons, Kelon women were genetically made to accommodate a Kelon male.

  “You are small and tight.”

  “I’m a virgin, Zelron,” she panted. “I…I will be tight, but women stretch, or they would not be able to give birth.”

  He tested her resistance by sliding in a second finger to his knuckle and moved them in and out, mimicking sex. She arched and mewled, and her tight channel grew wetter under his ministrations. She would stretch, but he still feared hurting her and withdrew his fingers.

  She sighed, her eyelids half closed while gazing up at him. “I suppose you have had many females.”

  “No, little one, you are my first and only. Kelon males only ever have sex to claim and make younglings.”

  Her eyes widened in clear surprise. “But, how, I thought all men like sex, they—”

  “I am Kelon, it is our way.”

  “So, we’re both virgins? It seems unreal.” Her brow creased in a frown and he saw her disbelief. “How do you know what you’re doing then?”

  He let his lips curve into a smile. “It is a part of our education, to please our females.”

  “Oh, but why haven’t you kissed me yet? Do you kiss?”

  “Kiss, no, but I have heard of this.” It was a new practice being embraced by younger Kelon males, but he dismissed it as foolish. Now, however, his gaze lingered on her lovely, pink lips. It could do no harm to give her what she desired.

  He lowered his body and placed his lips to hers, a little uncertain of what to do.

  “Teach me to kiss.” His voice was low, using his commanding tone on her, but she responded beautifully. Obeying the command, she moved her mouth over his, licking at the seam of his lips and nibbling shyly.

  A little harder, he did the same back to her, his hand sliding up her neck and into her hair. With a firm grip, he tugged her head back at a better angle. She gasped and he put his mouth over hers with a need to taste and explore. So, this was kissing? By the Fires of Elron, he wanted more. He drove his tongue in, dominating her mouth. He felt the slight pressure of her fingers biting into his shoulder. When he pulled back, they were both panting.

  Enough toying; he needed to be inside her. With one hand still gripping her hair, he slid his other between their bodies, easily finding her moistened hole and slid in two fingers. He hit a barrier. Was this what marked her as untouched?

  Her body bowed while he worked her, watching her face as he flicked his thumb over her clit.

  Her breathing became rapid, and she moaned loudly. Zelron wanted to see what happened when he pushed her to the edge; he added another finger. She gasped, but then relaxed as he felt her body accommodate it.

  Yes, his cock was thicker than his fingers, but he felt this was the best way to proceed with his claiming, easing her discomfort by making her climax first.

  “More, faster.” The words tumbled out on her panting breath. He obliged, while using his thumb to brush her nub every time he pushed inside her.

  Her body shuddered. “Oh, oh, Z, I’m going to… ohhhh!” He covered her mouth with his hand, muffling the high pitched shriek as her body convulsed.

  Ah yes, look at her, amazingly beautiful. Pride swelled his chest knowing no other had done this to her. Only he would see her like this for the rest of their lives.

  Chapter 7

  “So hot, so wet.” The deep, husky timbre of Zelron’s voice wrapped around her as she floated to the stars, pulling her back down.

  Oh my god, my first, non-self-induced orgasm!

  She blinked, her breathing still rapid, seeing Zelron’s face swim into view. He withdrew his fingers and she felt funny, buzzy, a sort of a floaty feeling, like drinking too much wine.

  She knew it was far from over when he pushed her legs even wider, placing his hips between them. She groaned, feeling the probing head of his cock. She didn’t know when he discarded his pants, but she didn’t care. She wanted him inside her, to make her a woman, to end the humiliation of feeling unwanted.

  Scrunched over her, he cupped her head between his hands, tilted her head back and placed a hardened kiss on her lips.

  “I claim you now, you are mine.”

  Unable to form words, she simply nodded. Slowly, he pushed in, stretching her wider than his fingers did. It burned and she whimpered in pain while he forced himself deeper.

  When he hit her barrier, he paused and pulled back. From all her research, she knew this was going to hurt. She was helpless to do anything, but surrender. Thankfully, her body was already relaxed from the first climax. He gathered her close to his body, tucked her into his shoulder and thrust.

  “By the Holy Fires of Elron, I claim you, Providence! You
are mine.”

  She bit down on the flesh of his chest to hold in the strangled scream, the pain tearing through her.

  He stilled, but she felt him deep inside her, and battled with the radiating pain, his chest heaving with strained effort.

  “I am so sorry, little one. I did not realise when you said it would hurt.”

  “Big…” she gasped, “…too big.” Even as she spoke the words, the pain slowly receded and morphed into a dull discomfort, then a growing ache. His large thumbs at the side of her face wiped away her tears and he rained gentle kisses over her face, murmuring low words of comfort. Her heart melted a little more towards the big, scarred warrior.

  She drew in a deep breath feeling him shift a little, making her gasp, and she knew she needed more. “I…I think you need to move, please. It…it doesn’t hurt now.”

  She groaned when he pulled out slightly and thrust back in. Nerve endings flared and sparks of liquid pleasure soared through her. Oh, yes, this was so much better than his fingers.

  She didn’t know what it was like for normal couples when they had sex, but this utterly melted her brain. She gave herself over to the sensations and the friction of their bodies moving against each other and within.

  His thrusts became longer, deeper strokes, pulling out almost fully before driving back in. She cried out in pleasure when he settled into a hard, fast rhythm. Already the build-up of another climax grew like a wildfire racing up-hill.

  Shifting back onto his heels, his strong fingers bit into the flesh of her hips, keeping her from being pushed into the wall by the force of his thrusts.

  He reached down and flicked her clit. Already on the edge, it was enough to shove her over. Prov had only enough sense to shove her hand into her mouth, biting down on her fist while her body convulsed, the intense orgasm making every nerve ending dance and zing with delight. Over and over, he hammered into her until his body shook. He fell forward, caging her under him, his head in the crook of her neck, muffling a deep guttural roar as he came. The heat of his seed warmed her insides. Heck, she didn’t have any idea she would be able to feel him come inside her.