Possessing Providence [Warriors Of Kelon Book 6]

by Castle, Angela

  Time had no meaning, and nothing existed but the two of them. Their harsh breathing slowed and her mind re-awakened after such an out-of-body-like experience.

  Was sex always like this? She often read about women left unsatisfied by their human partners—unsatisfied she was not. She was, however relaxed and languid and almost wanted to hum a happy tune.

  She felt him move, the cooler air of the room coming between them as he lifted off her. Her eyelids fluttered open and she stared into the darkened depths of his starlight eyes.

  “You have honoured me by giving me the gift of your body and your life. I will treasure you always. You are my Corami, I know this now.”

  Oh crap, he is going to make me cry again. She licked her lips and cleared her throat. “Corami?” She didn’t know this word.

  “It means you fill the empty place within here. You are everything to me.” He took her hand and placed it on his chest.

  Did he mean love? No way he could love her. Sex, possession, lust and a mutual sympathy for each other and the circumstance they were in, maybe.

  “Um, thank you.” What was she supposed to say to her first ever sexual partner?

  “I did not mean to bring you pain…had I known...”

  “It only hurt for a little while, but it was good afterward, thank you for that.” Somehow, she doubted a guy of her own species would be able to live up to the standards of sex Zelron introduced her to. Hell, he was a virgin also. She struggled to wrap her mind around everything that had just happened.

  She gasped when Zelron shifted. He was still deep inside her. He pulled out, moved back and glanced down her body.

  “Blood! I have harmed you.” He growled.

  Prov bolted up, wincing at the tenderness in her pussy. She glanced between her legs to see the mixture of blood and semen on the sheet, and then up at him to see the anger in his gaze.

  “No, no, it’s meant to happen. It’s normal for a human woman to, uh, bleed the first time they have sex.”

  A panic seized her chest, the men, their captors… oh what had she done? Prov struggled to draw in breath. “I don’t want them to know… I was a virgin… oh god.”

  She tried to scramble off the bed, but Zelron was quick to grab her and pull her close, cradling her against his muscular chest, stroking his hand over her hair and down her naked back.

  “Breathe, my little one, slowly.” His deep, commanding tone and the touch of his callused hand on her skin fuzzled her brain, making her obey. She drew in slower breaths until the panic attack subsided. “You should not care if they know, you are mine.”

  “I’m thirty-two years old. No one should be a virgin at this age.”

  Zelron tilted his head, cocking a thick, dark eyebrow. The feeling of utter stupidity hit her and heat rushed over her skin in embarrassment. He must be way older than her and never had sex either, but then again, he wasn’t human.

  “Your world rejects you and you feel shame? This world you come from, I may not know, but it is something I do not wish to know if they treat their females like this.”

  It took a moment for her to comprehend the implications of his words. “You said the females on your world rejected you for your scars.” She twisted in his arms, her legs falling open as she straddled his lap.

  “To me, I see a strong beautiful body and a handsome face. This...” She slid her arms around his neck, leaning up to plant little kisses along his handsome jawline, not stopping when her lips reached the rough part of the scar on the side of his face. “…is nothing but sexy, and you, Zelron, are simply wonderful.”

  His arms tightened around her and he sighed. “They are—what is the word when either word is not right?”

  “I’m not sure, but maybe flawed is the right word—both our worlds are flawed.”

  He nodded. “But I see only perfection in you, beautiful Providence. The great Elron is watching over from afar, to bring us together.”

  He sure knew what to say to her to settle her fears. He was right; the world she lived in saw her as fat and ugly, and the world he lived in saw him as damaged. She was beginning to think it was more like divine intervention, if not for the whole locked-up-and-experimented-on thing.

  “I don’t know who this Elron is, but he has my thumbs-up.”

  She cracked a smile when he frowned in confusion. Damn, she felt her chest tighten and her stomach flutter. She knew she was growing way too attached to her big Kelon warrior. No, not mine. It niggled at the back of her mind he was hers only until they found their way to freedom.

  Don’t think about it. Take what you have here and now.

  * * * *

  Gazing down on his little human female, a sense of pride and wonder filled him. She was all his. To touch, to hold, to possess whenever he chose. More importantly, she was his to treasure, care for and protect.

  Afterwards, they washed the sheet and themselves in the small shower, leaving the sheet to dry over the table. She yawned, her lovely, sky blue eyes soft and sleepy. He wanted nothing more than to take her again, but after she explained what caused the blood, he knew she would hurt if he did. He pulled her onto the mattress, held her and stroked her soft, coloured hair until she fell into a restful slumber.

  All his life, he’d battled and fought for his people, for their continued freedom. He had no doubt the battle would have been successful in the Alliance’s favour, or the Earth would have been overrun by Xersons, Methrill and many other aliens apart from the Federation.

  It was time to stop thinking about his own reckless existence; he had a mate to care for. She filled him with hopes and dreams he never thought possible—family, a little girl with her bright blue eyes, round face and pink lips. A son with his strength, who he could teach hand-to-hand combat, and a home filled with light and love. He wanted it and, like Providence, he would take it.

  He eyed the locked door, no doubt weaker than the cells the human males were keeping him in. It was a possibility he could break it down, but could he fight them and protect his new little mate?

  Risks he could have taken were no longer an option. Think smart and stay strong.

  Inflated masculine pride filled him at how she admired his body and his face, but he hoped the feelings would soon grow deeper.

  He glanced back to where the container still sat on the floor, mocking him, reminding him why he was locked down here. Gently, he pulled from her, rolling off the bed to crouch on the floor. He grabbed the container, setting it down by his side, before shoving down the pants he had pulled on after the shower, over his hips. With a firm fist wrapped around his hard cock, he stroked.

  Best to do this while his little mate slept; she did not need to be a part of his degradation. Memories of her body and the way she felt wrapped around him, squeezing him when she came, were enough to already drive him to the brink of release.

  Chapter 8

  Soft grunting made Providence open her eyes. Even though the thin blanket covered most of her body, she still shivered, needing more than this covering to warm her. She frowned and shifted to roll over, away from the white-painted, Besser brick wall. The tenderness between her legs and other parts of her muscles brought the fresh memories of what they had done flooding back.

  No longer a virgin, Prov. He turned me into a woman. Wow, I want to do that again, just not while I’m still sore.

  She blinked to see Zelron kneeling on the floor. The view of his side profile made her lick her lips, but what the heck was he doing with his fist?

  He grunted and jerked forward and she saw the tip of his long thick cock gripped in his hand.

  No longer sleepy, she sat up, her eyes widening with the realisation of what he is doing. Long, thick semen ejected into the container. A mixture of guilt and embarrassment washed over her, knowing he was again compromising himself for her. She climbed off the bed. Her bare feet on the concrete made her shiver with the cold, but she knew what she needed to do. Padding silently forward, she placed her hand on his shoulder.

>   “Zelron.”

  He moved lighting fast, gripping and tossing her over his shoulder. The container clattered to the side and her back hit the cold, unforgiving floor, knocking the breath from her. She stared up at him, stunned.

  “Providence! I did not hear you.” He frowned. “Why did I not hear you?”

  He pulled her off the floor and onto his lap. “Are you hurt?” He skimmed his hands over her back, obviously checking for broken bones.

  She did a mental check of her body parts. Apart from feeling like a stunned mullet and awed at his strength, she felt no damage.

  “Uh...” She drew in several breaths. “I’m fine, just a little winded. I, uh, think you were distracted.”

  “Yes.” His eyes moved to the container, half the contents spilled; he reached forward picking it up, preventing further spillage.

  “I did not want to involve you in this. I know how easily your skin shades. It is my shame, not yours.”

  The big lug tried to protect her from his masturbating. Wow, he really wasn’t a human guy, but, then again, she realised this was what she liked most about him. Protecting her in this manner was so sweet.

  “I think you mean how easily I get embarrassed. Yes, but I also get over things pretty quickly, and you shouldn’t have to be doing this by yourself. If you were a human guy, who I’m so glad you’re not, you’d be insisting I help. Tell me, what other things did they teach you in that ‘preparing to take a mate’ class you mentioned before? I know they didn’t teach you to kiss.”

  She placed a kiss on his chin and giggled at his confused frown.

  “They teach where to touch, to sooth, to dominate our mate during sex, for it is what our females want, for their males to show our strength over them. Our teacher said it is all we need to know.”

  If their sex education included only limited foreplay, she sure had a lot to teach him about human, sexual ways.

  “I think you’ve noticed I’m not a Kelon woman.”

  “Oh yes, by the god Elron…” His arms tightened around her. “…I am grateful you are not.”

  Yay! Score for me. Her mind did a little mental jig.

  “Well, humans can use every part of their bodies to make love.”

  “Make…love? You feel this love for me?” He pulled back to stare into her eyes.

  Her heart stopped when he looked at her with such a hopeful expression. Did he really expect her to love him?

  Be gentle with him, Prov. “It may be too soon to use those words, just yet. I am very fond of you and I do care for you. I’m sorry if it is not what you want to hear.”

  He pressed his nose against hers, rubbing slightly, and sighed. “Not now, I understand, but I will pray to Elron, one day I can be your corami.”

  She didn’t want to get all gooey and emotional again, and they were drifting off topic. Steeling herself against her emotions, she took his head between her hands, lifting it to meet her gaze.

  “Sex is different to humans and it’s full of variety. We use all our bodies in different ways—our mouths to lick, taste and suck. Our hands touch and explore. Heck, there is a whole industry centred on people and sex. It’s a large and natural part of human life, for both women and men.”

  “You cannot know this from partaking in this industry.”

  She smiled, unable to resist running the flat of her hands over his shoulders, her fingers exploring the dips and hollows of his muscles, loving the feel of his hot flesh under her touch.

  “You are my first lover and I think the most wonderful one I’ll ever have.”

  He frowned, gripping her tightly against him. “The only one you will ever have.”

  She sighed and conceded. “The only one I will ever have.” For now. Deep down, she knew this relationship may not last, but he was spot on. After Zelron, she doubted any man would be anything other than a pale, short comparison.

  “Just as you thought it foolish not to let anyone know just how long I stayed a virgin, you should not feel shame, or try to protect me from what they are forcing you to do. If we have to do this, then let’s make it a little fun and bring ourselves some pleasure. You’re not alone when you have me.”

  Feeling bold, brave and a whole new woman, thanks to Zelron, she slid her hand down over his chest, abdomen and between their bodies, easily finding his hard cock.

  He hissed when she tried to wrap her hand around his hot, thick phallus. Holy crap, how did this big, thing fit inside her? She never got a look at his cock before he pounced on her. A good thing, knowing if she had, it would have sent her into a right panic.

  “You keep saying I am yours. What about you're mine, hmm?” She wiggled to slide off his lap, giving her more room to glide her hand down his length and back again.

  He groaned. “I am yours. You do not have to…I must bring you pleasure—”

  “Not my rules. Let me show you, please?”

  His hips shoved forward, silently demanding more of her touch. “I cannot deny you anything you want, my precious, little one.”

  “First, my knees are cold on this floor. Let’s move to the bed.”

  She squeaked when he suddenly shoved his hand under her and lifted her from the ground, carrying her back to the bed, setting her gently down. She hid her smile. Someone was eager.

  “Lay down, baby.”

  He frowned. “I am not a youngling.” Youngling and baby must mean the same thing. She giggled again.

  “It’s a term of endearment. You call me little one; I call you baby.”

  “It sounds as if I am youngling. Warriors are not younglings.”

  Is he pouting? Prov smiled and shook her head while he stretched out on the bed, his feet hanging over the end.

  She scooted off the bed and collected the container setting it on the floor, near the bed. “Alright, how about Z? You can be my big, Z man.”

  “Acceptable.”

  Straddling his lower legs, she got her first real look at his cock, proud and thick, straining up towards his stomach. “Hmmm, my big Z has a little Z, just as big.”

  He growled low and she wrapped both hand around him. Nerves made her hands shake a little and she took in a deep breath, letting it out slowly.

  C’mon, I’ve read enough books and seen enough X-rated shows to at least pretend to know what I’m doing.

  The darker skin of his penis was lined with veins, the head more arrow shaped than mushroomed, and she noticed there were two slits where human males only had one. She ran her finger over his slick head and he jerked.

  “Little one...” She knew a warning growl when she heard one. Yes, he was a big, strong, powerful, Kelon warrior, but now, all the power shifted to her two, small hands.

  “Yes, Z?” She leaned over him, glancing up and grinning before bending her head and placing a long lick on the underside of his cock.

  He threw back his head; the sound of it thumping against the brick wall resonated through the room. Mmm, he tasted kind of musky. She swirled her tongue over the two slits in his cock head. One side was kind of sweet and the other was kind of sour, but together they made a nice blend. She never tasted human, male semen and after tasting Zelron’s, she never wanted to.

  She licked the head again, making him groan louder. There was no way she could fit all of his length into her mouth, but she could get some of him in.

  She licked again, using her saliva to help lubricate the slide of her hand up and down, before taking as much as she could into her mouth, with intervals of sucking down, and running her tongue over where she could fit.

  His thick fingers crept into her hair, cradling her head, as his groans and moans grew louder, making her pussy dampen and her clit pulse with sudden need. Over and over, she worked her mouth on his cock, making her own desire heighten.

  “Little one…you must…I cannot.”

  She pulled off him and reached for the container, holding it over his cock. With a few more pumps, the fluid spurted out from both his slits into the container. She watched wi
th fascination the fluids from each side combining and glowing slightly for a few moments before settling back into a pearl-like colour.

  Zelron’s deep sigh snapped her attention back to him. She set the container down and crawled over him lying against his chest. His arms came around her, stroking over her hair and down her naked back.

  “Are you happy you let me have my way, my big Z man?”

  “Yes, little one, I am more than pleased.”

  “Well, the container is half full. Think you could stand my hands and mouth on you twice more?”

  “Hmm, this I may have to insist upon, but first—”

  She needed to put a bell on him with an advanced warning system, or something, because he always moved too darn fast. With her next breath, she lay under him, staring up, stunned and a little breathless.

  “If you can use your mouth on me, I can do the same to you.”

  Oh boy. His dark eyes burned bright with desire. His hand already skimmed down her body to her thighs to part them, his fingers running through her damp cleft.

  “You are wet and I smell your need. I must have my way with you, but I will not penetrate. I know you still hurt from before.”

  Hell, who was she to argue with his logic? She smiled up at him. “Whatever my big Z wants.”

  Chapter 9

  It was almost like being on a honeymoon, only locked in a room with no way out. So far they had fed them three meals a day for the past five days. At least, Prov was able to keep track of how much time passed since arriving in the A-Block cells with Zelron. He was almost too passive while Martin and Forrester came and went, taking more blood samples under the watch of armed guards.

  She fought to not launch herself at them and beat their heads into the wall, wiping the smug smiles from their old, wrinkled, evil faces. If it wasn’t for Zelron’s firm grip around her waist, she would have.

  The two doctors brought a few T-shirts, track suit pants, and basics such as soap, shampoo and a comb for their hair. Zelron insisted combing out and braiding her hair down her back. Worried he would hurt her; he didn’t have full, penetrative sex with her since the first time, but often used his mouth, tongue and fingers on her to bring her to climax over and over. He spent hours simply exploring her body, claiming he wanted to commit every inch of her to his memory. Why, she didn’t know, but then didn’t care when he was so sweet and tender.