Just A Bit Of Trust (Constel·lación #1)

by Noma-Tee Thompson

  “You cannot put me in the same category with the men you have known.”

  Didac watched his new bride. Her face betrayed what she was feeling. She was like an open book. She was confused by the intense attraction she felt for him. Her arousal heightened her fragrance; she was valiantly fighting but failing. A sudden intense drumming echoed within the walls of the room. His enhanced sense of hearing rejoiced at the sound. The unnerving sound from her heart filled him with lust. He would have given anything he had to hear her heart beat like that for him every time he touched her.

  His breath caught, “Just tell me; it’s okay.’

  Vivian pulled his head down and locked their lips together. His hand continued from under her thigh and trailed from her crevice to her heat over her underwear. He felt the warmth coming from her with his finger. He rubbed her clit. Her moan widened her lips to his probing lips exchanging fluids, a prelude to the mating ritual.

  It was as if she couldn’t reign herself in. She imagined doing things to him. Vivian needed to come desperately, and so did he. ”Please?” Her voice echoed in the room, mingling with their heavy breathing.

  ”If I do this there will be no going back.”

  “I want this. I want you.” Vivian arched her back when his lips latched onto her breast.

  The anticipation of being deeply embedded in her made him harder than he already was if that were possible. He pushed her panties aside and thrust into her hard. Didac control snapped, and his eyes transformed. Vivian looked into his glowing eyes and started to struggle against him. ”Don’t panic, it's normal when we have sex.”

  Of course, how could she forget? He was an alien.

  Didac strong arms held her down with her knees bent to her chest, pressed down and his hands below her shoulder blades. Her arms were lying down her side. The position left her helpless. She closed her eyes.

  ”Look at me.” He commanded. He started moving within her, and his movements were slow and profound.

  “Harder” Vivian opened her eyes and looked into his deep eyes.

  He raised himself up on his knees and let go of her shoulders, her hips raised, her upper back, thighs on his, with his hands on her hips and angled himself to go deeper into her softness. He battered her mercilessly as he felt his tip touching her womb.

  ”Oh, God.” She cried out as she uncontrollably spasmed in his arms. That is when she felt it; his soul was prompting her into a oneness that made her sensitive to him, blending their energies. Panic set in but was overpowered by the most beautiful and mind-blowing orgasm she had ever felt. Her mind became one with his. She tried to resist the pervasion.

  “Don’t fight it.” Didac thrusts intensified in speed and deepness willing her to let him in. ”Please just let me in. “He pleaded with her., His mind touching hers.

  “What are you doing to me?” Vivian barely audible voice penetrated his certifiable mind.

  Didac bent over and infused their lips together, defusing any perturbation or doubt materializing in her mind. The demand to complete the mating dazzling him, causing him to be selfish, camouflaging the knowledge of the involvement of what it might mean to both of them.

  ”What you do to me.” His whisper felt loud in the room as he brushed her hair away from her face.

  ” Please let me in.” He pleaded with her again.

  Vivian didn’t know why, but she trusted him not to hurt her. She let go of everything and wrapped her legs around his waist as he assaulted her to reach his climax. Everything he had ever felt, experienced and seen smashed into her vulnerable mind. Happiness, fear, hopelessness. Pain. Didac’s memories of his parents, as a child, playing with his brother, running in the mountains.

  The sensations felt as if they were her own. So intense. Too hard and too real. A tear dribbled out and slid down to her cheek.

  Didac heart swelled with love at the ferocity of her aura. Her small child like a face with an uncontained smile flashed in her memories. The expression of horror that followed made Didac want to hold her tighter and show her what it meant to be safe protected and loved.

  Vivian’s eyes filled with tears as warm feelings coupled with her arousal from the turmoil she was feeling. A scent of pure bliss and warmth engulfed them as they exploded together their minds and souls merging into an unfathomable peace. They clung and ran their hands on each other, Didac raining kisses all over her face and mouth. Words didn’t seem necessary.

  Vivian did not want to question what she had just experienced. It felt so good. When their minds and souls had blended, everything about mating materialized in her mind.

  The flow of the moisture slipping between her thighs brought her back to reality. This was wrong on so many levels. She barely knew him less than a few hours, and here she was having unprotected sex with him.

  “My kind does not contract any diseases,” Didac answered her thoughts.

  Vivian lost her nerve. Doubt surfaced in her mind. Did she think that out loud?

  “No, you didn’t. We are mated now, I can feel what you feel and can hear your thoughts. You have to block me out, or I have to stop reading you.”

  What was this shit? She didn’t like this one bit. ”What the fuck? I do not want anybody in my head. Just stop ok.”

  Didac felt her feelings bouncing all over the place. “It’s hard right now, with your feeling so potent and mine too. It will happen every time we have sex.”

  The love-making had left him shaken to the core, but he wasn’t going to allow her to withdraw into herself. Whatever the feelings, they were going to work it out together. He covered her small hands with his.

  “I need to use the bathroom,” Vivian said with a calmness she didn’t feel. God, who wanted their thoughts and feelings exhibited like this. Privacy was precious to her.

  “I know this feels weird right now, but you will get used to it and with time and practice you will be able to hear my thoughts and feel what I feel.”

  He stood up with her in his arms. Her body slid along his to the floor and once he was satisfied she was steady. He let her go and pointed to the door on his left. Didac was staggered by Vivian’s memories and experiences. Bradford deserved to die for treating his family with a callousness that he would never even bestow on an outsider.

  Once in the bathroom, she sat on the toilet seat waiting for her thudding heart to slow. She was surprised her wobbly feet had cooperated with her. With her composure back, she looked herself in the mirror. Her mascara was smudged; her lips were now devoid of color. They looked swollen and dry. Her hair was a tousled mess. Paka would have playfully called her a whore. This was crazy.

  The events of the day were taking their toll on her. Paka was so tired. She ran water in the sink, washed her face, took a cloth and wiped between her thighs.

  Didac almost followed her when he realized how long she had been in the bathroom and when the door opened, and a naked Vivian emerged without the paintings on her face. She slipped under the blankets which Didac held open for her, and they just looked at each other with the blanket under their chins. Vivian’s expressive questioning eyes pierced him. Didac didn’t want to break anything so fragile by talking, so he pulled her to him, his warm lips touching her eyelids trailing down her nose and cheeks. He laid her head on his chest. At first, she just lay there stiff, but within seconds she threw her leg over his, and her arm across his stomach and her lips grazed his chest.

  Vivian lay there quietly willing herself to fall asleep, but her thoughts were bombarding her mind. She couldn’t help but wonder what he was thinking. He seemed so calm and deliberate in shredding down her defenses with accuracy, not wasting any single movement that made her question how many women he has been with. She found herself wanting to know the answer to that question more than anything.

  Didac touched her mind craving to know her thoughts. In a multitude of women he had ever been with, Vivian was the only one who reached places in him that no other woman had taped in. Because she was meant to be hers and he her
s. ”I am not proud of what I have done, but I am not ashamed of it either. It is a terrible existence for any man to be alone for a long time.”

  “Exactly how old are you? ” Vivian didn’t seem aware that she hadn’t even asked the question out loud.

  “Four hundred years.”

  “Damn you are old,” Vivian answered weakly.

  Didac felt her smile on her chest as she drifted off to sleep and it wasn’t long after that he followed.

  Didac awakened at night by Vivian rubbing her ass against his wood. A groan emerged from her and then silence. She was still asleep.

  He watched the back of her head for almost an hour debating on how to handle his steel hard cock. Before he could stop himself, he reached out and rubbed her shoulder down to her arm and covered his large hand over her breast. Her breasts were perfect. They fit in his hand just like they were made for him. There was rustling as Vivian struggled to turn her body to face him, the quickness of the action alerting Didac that Vivian was now awake. Didac detained her movements as he pulled her closer and moved his groin firmly against her ass. Her growing moans encouraged him. He licked her earlobe and neck, and she writhed her ass frantically on his cock.

  He pushed her down on her stomach and came up on his knees. He placed small bites on her butt cheeks. Her ass came off the bed pointing to his face. He buried his face between her ass cheeks and licked her. Vivian tried to pull away, ashamed, but Didac held her firmly.

  “I have never done that before.” Vivian panted.

  “ I will worship your body like no man has ever done before.”

  “Oh, god yes.” Vivian cried out when Didac rubbed her virgin hole. She had never felt comfortable enough to allow such an invasion before. It felt uncomfortably good.

  Not long after, the uncomfortable sensation was replaced by an overwhelming arousal that reached her toes. She relaxed her hole, pushing against Didac's finger, encouraging him to put his finger.

  “Do it, please.”

  Didac finger was replaced by his tongue, and he rimmed his tongue into her ass. Her cries became louder. He replaced his tongue with two fingers, opening her up gently. She stilled and after a few gentle thrusts, she moved against his fingers.

  Didac refused to give her time to think and replaced his fingers with his cock head. He nudged it slowly into her hole. She was really tight. She inhaled sharply, and Didac stopped. He started a series of shallow thrusts and reached out in front and rubbed her clit. She moaned and pushed against him. His dick slid deeper into her.

  “Deeper.” Vivian’s echoed breathlessly.

  Didac thrust to the hilt. She screamed and moaned simultaneously. He pulled halfway out and rammed into her again. He knew he was rough, but he couldn’t help himself. Being buried in her ass was one of the greatest sensations he had ever felt.

  Vivian felt the pain, but it was a good kind of pain. ”That feels so good.” She whimpered into his mouth as she turned her head to mash their lips together.

  Didac continued rubbing her clit. Her orgasm hit her as he moved uncontrollably. Didac held her tightly chest to back and kept ramming home. Faster and deeper. His cock swelled, and he spilled his seed violently into her vibrating ass. Vivian felt him get off her as he pulled her close. Vivian didn’t object. She cuddled against him half asleep than awake. They drifted back to sleep together, content.

  Chapter 9

  Basara’s eyes quickly shot to Didac’s leg perched on the armrest of the chair he was sitting on, his surprise registering on his face. It was not kingly. Others in the room noticed and smiled behind Didac’s back at Basara’s expression.

  “Your Majesty, I have all the evidence you requested with me.” Andrzej Basara addressed the King, handing over the file he had tugged to his chest like a baby.

  “I would see it please?” Didac put his hand out to take the file. “You advised me that you have suspicions that they might be other people of importance involved in this plan.”

  “Yes, Your Majesty, I have reviewed the video feeds from Abramo Agusti home thoroughly, but I cannot seem to identify who the other individuals were.”

  “I will have Agostino and his team look at the files to check if you might have missed some relevant information that can aid us in apprehending all the individuals involved.” Didac signaled for Bernat and gave him the file.

  Basara’s eyes followed the file with his eyes. Didac raised his eyebrows questioningly. ”Your Majesty, you have to understand I spent a better part of my time gathering the information. If the file were to land in the wrong hands, my life would be in danger.”

  “The people you see in this room will be the only ones privy to the information. Rest assured that your name would not be compromised when we are conducting our own investigation.”

  “With all due respect, I would advise against questioning these people; they will be conscious that it was me who gave out their names. If there are any additional questions you have, please let me know and I will inquire after them.”

  “Very well then, we will keep you informed then. If it’s any consolation to you, you can move into the castle where you will be guarded day and night until everything settles down.” Didac offered.

  “Thank you for your generous offer, Your Majesty. I love my independence too much.” Basara’s lips curved into a smile.

  “You can leave now,” Didac instructed Basara.

  *****

  Vivian woke up with a start. Memories of last night exploded in her head. She didn’t want to analyze too much into last night. Her happiness had ceased to exist when her childhood was suddenly stolen away by the cruelty of her father. But today she was happy, the happiest as far as she could remember. She realized that could change in a heartbeat, but if Didac was so cruel, he wouldn’t have cared about her feelings. She stretched her used muscles and got out of the bed to get ready for the day.

  She took extra care with her looks before she headed to look for her new husband. She passed by Paka’s room first. When the automatic door to Paka’s room opened, Vivian slithered her body against it from the inside with her hands spread like a bird when it closed.

  Paka’s smile broadened.” Was it good?”

  “OH, Paka, I think I have been shot by cupid.”

  “Dish it out! Did cupid’s arrow hurt?”

  “No, it didn’t.” Vivian sighed dreamingly and jumped around the room. ”It felt flipping fantastic.”

  “Who is this Cupid?”

  Annais voice startled Vivian. Her cheeks flushed in abashment. It was so unethical to discuss sex matters with your husband's sister. Then she sobered when she realized that Annais probably didn’t understand

  “She is the Roman god of love,” Vivian answered her.

  “Yes, I have had the opportunity to study about Roman humans and their gods. Cupid, though considered immoral by some is said to represent an animal instinct to mate. A sexless mating has no appeal. For a man, it is the deepest way they show and receive love.”

  Vivian cleared her throat uncomfortably.” This is unsettling, Annais. I cannot discuss my sex life with you. You are my sister in law.”

  Annais cringed. ”I was general, but I do not want to know the details. Just the thought of my brother having sex makes me nauseous.”

  “Not me. I want to know everything. Including how Didac looks like without his clothes on.” Paka mischievously put in.

  “This is my cue to leave.” Annais hastily walked to the door.

  Vivian followed her and stopped her with a hand on her shoulder. ”I am not going to tell Paka anything. Stay, I just wanted to see if Paka was alright. I was going to see Didac in the control room.”

  “Come on, if you cannot tell your sister, who are you going to tell. Is he working it?”

  Vivian smile blossomed. ”Okay, since you want to know, this as far as I am going to go ok. Like I have never been worked before.”

  Paka squealed, and Annais covered her ears. ”I am going to be deaf.”

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sp; “I was instructed to take you and Paka to the infirmary so you can have your translation guides implanted,” Annais advised both women.

  “What do you mean?” Paka asked.

  “Esteve, my brother is the doctor and the scientist of the family. He will put a chip behind your ear so you will be capable of understanding all the languages known to men and alien including our language as well.”

  “Now it all makes sense,” Vivian commented. Last night at the dining table, Vivian had noticed that they spoke English only for the conversations they wanted to include her, Paka and Michael in only. “Is it dangerous?”

  “Very.”

  “OMG. Can’t I learn the languages in a traditional way? I mean----“ Vivian stopped when she noticed the smile on Annais face. ”Are you joking?”

  “Absolutely.”

  “That was not funny,” Paka complained.

  Annais rolled her eyes and shrugged her shoulders in defeat. ”That’s why I never attempt my hand at humor. It never works.”

  “Alright!” Paka wobbled her head. ”Show the way, sister. I have always wanted to be multi-lingual.” Both Vivian and Annais smiled as the three women headed to the control room.

  Annais decided she liked their auras and them.

  *****

  On his way out, Basara bumped into a bundle with a womanly fragrance. Basara held it by the shoulders to steady it and inhaled. Damn, she smelled good. He stammered when he recognized the woman as the King’s mate. ”Your Highness, I apologize for my clumsiness.”

  Didac’s glare caused him to drop his hands like Vivian was on fire.

  ”No need to apologize.” Vivian beamed at him, as she looked up at him. Her hand still lay in his arms to steady herself when she had bumped into him. She was feeling so optimistic after last night. Nothing could spoil her mood. ”Were we introduced last night? I am not good with names.”

  “My name is Andrzej Basara, Your Highness.”

  “Well, a pleasure to meet you then. You can call me Vivian.” Vivian stepped away from him and stretched out her hand for a handshake. When Basara didn’t take it, she dropped it.