Petr's Mate

by Petr's Mate (mobi)

  “Oh shit, there.” She shuddered when he curled his finger in a come-hither motion. “Petr.” Her toes curled. Her mind went blank.

  He hummed, the vibrations wrapping around and moving through her clit. Another finger slid into her body to stroke against her G-spot. In and out he pumped them until she was helplessly riding his digits. When he bit down on her engorged clit Sam’s entire system went haywire.

  She didn’t think she was going to survive this delightful onslaught of his body to hers. “Oh God, that feels so good. Please, more,” she begged.

  At her demand, he stopped everything. Slowly he drew his fingers out and proceeded to lick them clean one at a time. Then in a ripple of muscle he pushed up to move over her, lowering his body to press hers down into the bed once more. When he kissed her, Petr slid a hand over her hip and down her thigh to lift her leg higher. At the same time, he pressed the head of his cock to her pussy.

  Sam was lost in this man. She clung to his shoulders as he started to enter her body. She pulled back slightly so she could look up at him and watch him as he pushed into her body. There was more happening than sex, she was sure of it, but she didn’t know what. She had never, ever felt this way about a man before and it was more than a little terrifying.

  “Stay with me, Samantha.” Lifting his hand from her leg, Petr cupped her face, his thumb brushing along her jaw. When she locked gazes with him again, he nodded. “Better,” he told her. A quick, hard kiss and he thrust his hips forward to seat his cock fully into her body.

  “So much better.” She didn’t look away from him. She didn’t push him from her either. It was a bit disorienting, but she felt something more than just his skin, like his soul was brushing hers. Sliding his hand into her hair, Petr tugged Sam’s head back. Then he began to move, sliding his cock out slowly and thrusting it back in hard. Over and over he repeated the motion all while keeping their gazes locked and still managing to brush kisses to her jaw and cheeks. She moved along with him. “What is that? God that feels so good.” It was like liquid heat was surrounding her, but it was more. “Petr.” She had never felt anything like this. The instant connection she had felt for him was opening wide. Her soul was parting to let his in, if she had to put a description to it.

  “Our bond,” he said through his teeth. Sweat trickled down his temple, across his cheek, and fell off his chin to hit her throat. “Don’t fight it, Samantha.” Petr was starting to pant as he thrust faster.

  She nodded and leaned her head to the side so that he could brush his lips over her shoulder and neck. “Not fighting.” She wasn’t. She was reaching for him, needing him to fill that part of her soul that had been empty before now. She’d never noticed it before, but now that she was with him she felt it and knew he was the only one who could fill it.

  He gave her exactly what she wanted. Placing his mouth to her throat, he sucked lightly on the skin and scraped his teeth slowly down the length. Over and over he teased her while pushing them both closer to completion. Slipping his hand down between their bodies, Petr found her clit and began to stroke it with a rough and heavy finger.

  Sam whimpered and tightened her hold on his shoulders. “There.” She was about to come. “Petr. Please.” His soul was brushing intimately up against hers. Where she was empty, he filled her just as she filled his empty spots. “Petr.” She cried his name out, her orgasm taking her by surprise. Lights seemed to spark behind her eyes, and everything got bright as a supernova for a moment, then as dark as a black hole when she felt herself falling over that abyss into orgasm.

  She heard his bellow at the same time his body went tight against her own. His seed spilled into her waiting body in hot lashes. Time stood still for several breaths. Then his weight crashed down over her. Sam didn’t know how long it was until he wrapped his arms around her and rolled them so she was on top, but it didn’t matter. She could feel all of him, everywhere important, warming her from within.

  Eyes closed, she pressed her cheek to his shoulder. She heard his heart beating and hers moving to beat along with his. This was something she had never done. Cuddled. She couldn’t speak, so she pressed a kiss to the side of his neck and simply held on to him and smiled. This was perfection.

  His hand slid up, then back down her skin to settle on her ass. Giving a light squeeze, he shifted enough that she could see him watching her. When she lifted her head, he gave her a gentle smile and pressed a kiss to her hair. “You are mine,” he said, his voice rough and deep.

  She smiled at that and nodded. “And you are mine.” She liked that idea, a lot. “I feel different but odd. I feel like there was something missing and I don’t understand that.” She hesitated, then pulled back to look at him. “On Earth we had submissives and Dominants, sexually, that is. Well, there were more than those two but anyway.” She was making a mess of this and found her face heating. “For the first time in my life I felt like I needed to be submissive to another person, to you.”

  With another squeeze to her ass, he shifted them around until they were practically nose to nose and she was tucked under the covers. “Is that something you enjoy?” he asked, sounding curious. Sam also detected something more but couldn’t quite put her finger on what it might be.

  “Honestly, I’ve never been submissive to anyone but in my heart of hearts I wanted to be that for you and I don’t know why. I felt as if it were missing while we made love.” She wished she could explain it better.

  Cupping her cheek, he rubbed the pad of his thumb to her lower lip. “In my culture many live a Dominant/submissive lifestyle. Because of our laws to ensure a happy, productive society there are also aspects of it in everyday life. But many take it to the next level both in their private and public lives with the one they are soul bonded to. Is that what you want between us, Samantha?” he asked in a serious tone.

  She shrugged. “I’ve never thought about it. I just want to be with you. I don’t know how to explain it. It just was something that I felt while we were loving each other. So the question is, what do you want, Petr?”

  “A dangerous question to ask, little one.” He let his hand slip down to collar her throat and squeezed ever so slightly. “You do like that, yes? It’s a good look on you, Samantha. But if you are open to going into this fully you will need to set boundaries. Though I have the feeling you will be in sync with mine.”

  She nodded and looked up at him. She liked the feeling of his hand around her neck. A lot more than she should. “Boundaries? Such as what?” She let her fingers trail over his cheek and her thumb brushed his lips. “How could I have fallen in love with you in the space of minutes? The moment you touched me I felt as if I had found my other half. It seems so strange because where I come from there is no such thing as love at first sight but then you walked into my life.”

  Biting her finger gently, he flicked his tongue out to soothe the tiny ache. “Hard boundaries would be things you are not interested in trying, ever. There would also be some soft limits of things you are interested in trying at least once, and then there would be those things that you are totally open to doing on a daily or weekly basis.” Petr moved slightly and rolled to the side. When he came back to settle in next to her again, he had one of the data pads she’d often seen him with in hand. He tapped on the screen for a time before handing it to her. It was a list. An extremely long and detailed list.

  She skimmed through the first few items on the list and felt her mouth hanging open. “Oh wow.” She looked to the list, then him. “Are these things you want to try or things you have tried or what is this?” she asked, shocked. Then she chewed her lower lip. “I would wear a collar,” she admitted. “Or bangle bracelets.” There were links to pictures for some of the things. The bracelets were about three inches wide and would fit over the middle of her forearm and had his name and hers intricately engraved in them. “I like these,” she confessed. “In my world we exchanged rings when we were married. Do you still have marriages?” She hadn’t noticed rings, but
then again she hadn’t met many people yet.

  “There are marriages. Most of my people don’t bother with them any longer because the soul bonding is more permanent than a mere ceremony. But if it’s what you want, we’ll have the ceremony. Whatever makes you happy, Samantha. All you ever need to do is ask. If it is within my power to make it happen, I always will. As to the list.” Petr chuckled softly and shook his head. “I have not attempted all of them. This is merely a list of all things that someone at some time has tried and so it made it on this list. Study it, and decide for yourself what interests you and what you would never allow. If you click on the tab on the bottom corner, you’ll see my list of things that I’m open to doing, and a few I would like to try as well as what I will never, ever do to another person. Most especially the one that holds my heart.”

  She smiled up at him and nodded. “As long as you don’t draw blood, try to scar me, use the bathroom on me, treat me like furniture, or shame me I’m pretty open.” Because to be honest she was willing to try just about anything as long as he was there with her. “Not so sure about me wearing a dildo and fucking you, though,” she said with a frown as she got to that one on the screen.

  “That one is not on my list,” he muttered. Pressing a kiss to her cheek, he pulled her in closer to brush his fingers up and down her arm. “I would never do anything to harm you, Samantha. It goes against who I am to think of hurting you with something like that. A spanking, paddle, or even some carefully chosen floggers would be my preferred choice. Something to give a bit of a sting without any lasting or permanent damage to this skin I want to lick all over.”

  She shivered. Oh she liked that thought. She passed him the pad, then nestled in close to him. “I want to experience everything with you, Petr. It doesn’t have to be today or tomorrow. We have the rest of our lives, right?”

  He set the data pad aside, then settled down with her wrapped in his arms. “We have plenty of time to make our own lists up of things we want to try as a couple. Something we can do after we’re back from visiting my sister.”

  “You said that was dangerous?” She pulled back to look at him. “And what about me? I heard you talking to your second-in-command about your people’s leaders wanting to meet me? Which I have to tell you is terrifying.” Even though she knew without a shadow of a doubt he wouldn’t let her be hurt.

  “It is dangerous, but she wants to meet you since I went and opened my mouth. Best you do not ask, Samantha.” He shook his head and gave her an aggrieved look. “Younger sisters are pests. I am sorry, but there it is. And yes the ruling body of Imara wants to meet you. From what I was able to get out of the messages it seems they’re curious, mostly. Then there is the fact you’re mine. They want to meet the woman who took me down.”

  “What do you mean, took you down?” She was smiling, though. “I’m willing to meet them, too. I just hope they don’t give me a hard time when I speak my mind, and I will. I think that war is needless and senseless. I see what it did to my world and it hurts me to think of what it’s doing to your people. Yes, you are so very far advanced from where my people were but that’s even more reason for your peoples to get along.” It frustrated her, the things she had learned. Enough so that she was also spending time in the archives that the ship had for their people and looking into what caused the original rift and war. There had to be a reason.

  “Speak with Adira about it. She and Fintan have done a lot of research into the original cause of the war. They and several others have been digging through the archives of the Craegin people in the hopes of finding some clue. Then we’ll talk about what will likely occur when you get to meet the ruling body. Don’t worry about anything, Samantha. You know I’ll always keep you safe.”

  She snorted. “I hopefully will be able to take care of myself. I’m a black belt and was also sent to train with a SEAL team before I left. The reason I trained with them is because I spent a summer being their medic in another country.” She shrugged at that. “I also know several other forms of self-defense and I am seriously scary good with a gun. Wait, do you still have guns in this time?” Goodness, she had so much to learn.

  “About half of that I understood. The other half is making my head hurt.” He was so cute when he was confused. Not a description he’d probably want to hear, so Sam would keep it to herself. “We do have weapons. I have no idea if they are anything like what you are used to. We can go to the armory later, and I’ll show you what we use.”

  “Will you show me how to use them? I know I’m not one of your men or women serving you and I’m not a fighter, but I don’t want to be caught in a position where I don’t have a weapon to protect myself. I never want to be there again.” She was thinking about Dillon and what he had done.

  “I will personally show you how to use every weapon in the armory.” He tipped his head suddenly to study her. “Small amendment. I will show you how to use the vast majority of weapons in the armory. Some are too big for you to use and would only cause you to fall over beneath the weight.”

  That had her grinning. “The smaller weapons are easier to hide on my body.” She wrapped her arm around his middle and gave him a light squeeze. “Besides, I have the best protection, you.” She still was trying to wrap her mind around the fact that she was all but married to a man in the matter of a couple of hours, minutes really. “I’m nervous about meeting your sister, too,” she confessed.

  “There is no reason for you to be nervous, Samantha. She already adores you. Apparently she can tell through our electronic letters that I am a much happier man. She attributes you with this stunning turn of events. She also demanded to know when we would be coming to visit. We will be in position in another three cycles to take one of the crawlers through the asteroid belt, and then you can meet her finally. Which reminds me.” Petr let her go to grab his data pad once more. He flicked through a few pages that popped up before disappearing until a vid was queued up. “She sent this. It’s short because of the space it takes up, and she is aware we have to be careful to remain undetected, but it’s specifically for you.”

  She looked at the data pad and queued up the video as he had taught her to. She saw the woman stepping into the screen and her eyes went wide. “She’s beautiful,” she told him and when she looked from Adira to Petr she frowned. “I’m assuming that one of you take after your mother and one from your father?” She kept the video playing and laughed when the woman told her that they would have to have a private chat about Petr and his secrets. “Oh, I like her already.” She was giggling as she spoke. She touched the screen and zoomed in on the baby that Adira was holding, although the child was more of a toddler. “Oh, she’s adorable. Gracious. Her skin color and her hair. And look at those eyes.” The child had two different colored eyes. They were similar but different all the same. “What beautiful children. The coloring is from them being part Craegin?”

  Petr nodded and reached out to brush a finger over the image of the child on the screen. “The Craegin sun creates a softer light than our Imarian one does. That and other environmental things cause their skin to take on certain hues depending where they are in the galaxy in relation to that sun. Adira resembles our mother. It was always a benefit to her career along with her use of our mother’s birth name. She never had the pressure of the van Jahnsen name weighing her down. I wasn’t so lucky since I’m a mirror image of our father at this age. As much as I wished I could have chosen a different path mine was laid out for me from the moment I took my first breath of Imarian air.”

  “It’s good that your path was laid out as it was. If not for that, you wouldn’t have the luxury of being able to occasionally sneak out to see your sister and you wouldn’t have found me. Personally I’m thankful and I’m sure that your sister is happy you are able to be where you are now, too.”

  “You have a point, little one. Things have worked out as they should. Adira is happily bonded to a man she loves and who loves her in turn. He is not good enough for her, never
will be, but as long as she remains happy, he continues to breathe. She has two gorgeous children, and she has me. Now I have you.” He squeezed her close and pressed a noisy kiss to her cheek.

  “Men.” She snickered. “Does her husband have any siblings? Women siblings? If so, I’m sure he feels the same way about their husbands as you feel for him. She’s happy.” She hesitated, then said, “This is what love looks like. It had grown so rare in my time on Earth. It’s heartwarming and reassuring to know that love is real here. That the feelings I have for you weren’t strange that they happened so fast.”

  “Fintan has no family left,” Petr told her. He took the data pad from her, and she watched his lips curve into a soft smile. Shaking his head, he turned it off before setting it aside again. “A love like theirs, like ours, is rare even in this time. I am not saying that many do not love, but to have one that is all consuming is rare.”

  “It’s still a bit odd to me that I fell so hard and so easily for you. It just took me minutes and I couldn’t stop touching you. I couldn’t let you go. You still smell so delicious I could eat you up.” She could always tell when he was near because she could smell him and the scent of him went straight to her pussy and made her wet.

  His rough chuckle vibrated through her body. “I wouldn’t mind if you felt the need to put your mouth on me. I happen to like your mouth, a lot. It’s luscious and fits so well to mine.” A finger to her chin had her face tipped up so he could give her a long, slow kiss.

  Pulling back, he traced a finger down her cheek, keeping eye contact with her. “I feel your love wrapping around me from the inside. Warm, bright, and all encompassing.”

  Her hands moved over his chest. She let her nails rake over his skin and bit her lower lip when he let out a shudder. “You like that?” She did it again, not enough to draw blood but enough to create red marks where she scraped her nails along his chest. “I never thought chests could be so attractive, until you.” She leaned in and pressed her mouth to one of his nipples, biting it lightly.