by Aubrey Ross
“Which room is yours?” he demanded as they reached the commons.
“I’ll show you.” She took his hand and led him up the main staircase. Curious gazes and amused murmurs followed in their wake.
She pushed open the door to her bedroom and pulled him inside. He kicked it shut with the heel of his boot then dragged her across the small sitting area and into the adjoining bedroom. He paused for a long, consuming kiss then turned her around and attacked the fastenings of the gown. The silk pooled around her ankles and she kicked off her high-heeled shoes, leaving them buried in the discarded gown. He picked her up and headed for the bed, too anxious to undress.
“Not a chance,” she told him as he set her down on the edge of the bed. She held up her hand and narrowed her gaze into a playful glare. “You get naked, or you get nothing.”
He growled but shucked his jacket and tugged off his boots. His shirt soon followed and then his pants. It didn’t surprise her to learn he didn’t wear undergarments. The speed with which he could uncover his cock hinted at the fact.
His tellimon was vivid blue against his pale skin. It perfectly matched the head of his cock, she realized. She scooted back into the middle of the bed then bent her knees and spread her thighs. “For you.” She whispered the words with a sensual smile.
Ravenous hunger clawed at Ra’jen. He needed to claim her, cover her, dominate her. She’d seen glimpses of his savage nature, but he’d yet to let loose and take her with all the aggression a Pryett male used to subdue his mate.
I’m not afraid. She pushed the words across their private link as she lay before him, open, accessible, ready for whatever he had in mind.
Determined to deserve her unconditional trust, he crawled onto the bed and kissed her. She returned his kiss and combed his hair with her fingers. Her hardened nipples rasped against his chest, drawing him downward, urging him on.
He kissed his way down her neck, rocking back onto his knees so he could use his hands. While he sucked one responsive peak, he plucked the other with his fingers. Her restless movements and soft gasps revealed the pleasure he was giving her.
Anxious for their joining, he took his mouth lower. She made room for his torso between her thighs, and he shifted one of her legs to rest on his shoulder while leaving the other rotated out on the bed. Her folds were creamy and hot, parting with the first sweep of his tongue.
He’d only meant to build her arousal a bit higher, but her taste was exquisite, addictive. Unable to resist, he licked and sucked until she was bucking against his mouth.
“May I come? Please, let me come.”
“Come,” he commanded against her moist folds. He closed his lips around her clit and she came in hard, shuddering spasms. Her back arched and her core pulsed against his lower lip.
He flipped her onto her stomach and pulled her hips up. She folded her legs beneath her and parted her thighs. The position thrilled him, presenting her body in blatant invitation. He thrust into her pussy with his fingers, but his gaze fixed on her other opening.
“Lube?” His voice sounded hoarse and urgent.
“In the nightstand.” He had to pull his fingers out to reach, but it only took a second. He flipped open the tube with his thumb while his fingers delved back into her silken depths. He drew a shiny line of lube down the top of his cock, then piled a generous portion on her anus, unwilling to stop fucking her with his fingers.
Tossing the tube aside, he smeared the line over his shaft then used his cock head to spread the rest over and into her back passage. She was still incredibly tight, but she didn’t resist his entry. Clenching his teeth against the blissful pressure, he slowly drove deeper.
She gasped and shivered. He pumped his fingers in and out of her pussy, giving her time to adjust to the fullness. But the movement was awkward with his pelvis plastered against her, so he withdrew his fingers and moved his hand to the front so he could caress her clit.
He was deep now, deeper than he’d intended to go this first time. “You okay?”
“You’re way bigger than the toys.” She shifted, moving her legs farther apart.
“Am I hurting you?”
“Not really. I just feel… You… Just move!”
He pulled back slowly and her muscles contracted in rhythmic spasms. So fucking tight. Holding her hip firmly with his free hand, he drove deep then pulled back, establishing a moderate pace and reasonable depth.
She cried out with each stroke, her ass squeezing firmly. He could smell her cream as it flowed freely, making her clit wonderfully slippery.
“No more teasing,” she pleaded. “Just fuck me hard.”
Unable to resist her urging, he shifted both hands to her hips and released the full force of his desire. He moved hard and fast, his balls slapping against her wet pussy. Wild, demanding emotions ravaged his composure. He tossed his head and gritted his teeth.
She pushed up into his thrusts, her cries sharp even as she muffled them against the bedding. He found her nipple with one hand and pinched, wanting her wild and out of control. She came hard with a savage cry, bucking and forcing his cock deeper.
Sliding his hand downward, he wrapped his arm around her waist and pounded into her. Reality blanked and his being centered on the two points where they connected. Scalding desire and consuming hunger flowed across their psychic link, his emotions blending with hers. Tenderness softened the harsher emotions, making it impossible to separate the emotions or identify the source.
Then her body, tight and hot, pulled his pleasure from him with strong, relentless contractions. He yelled, driving deep as his seed burst from his balls and barreled down his shaft. She echoed each shudder as he clung to her back.
His surroundings gradually came back into focus, yet the sensations remained surreal. Nothing in reality could feel this good, this perfect. He rolled to his side, taking her with him, his cock still cocooned by her hot body. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“Not even close.”
Her drowsy assurance sent a fresh wave of pleasure rolling through him. He hadn’t held back, he’d taken her with all the demand in his soul. And she’d loved it.
I didn’t love it, she corrected. I love you.
He chuckled, absently squeezing her breast. “I think I formed our link a little too well. You’re not supposed to be able to read my mind.”
“When you’re not so distracted, you pinch off the link and I can’t hear your thoughts anymore.”
“I see.” He just held her for a long time, savoring the closeness and tranquility. “Did you mean it? Do you love me?”
“More than I ever dreamed possible.”
Needing to see her face, he carefully separated their bodies and rolled her to her back. “It’s dangerous for me to care for you, but my heart won’t listen to the warnings.”
She smiled. “Because this world is so incredibly uncertain, shouldn’t we find what happiness we can?”
“Perhaps.” He kissed her with languid thoroughness then raised his head so he could see her face. “All I know for certain is I’m not willing to go along with it anymore. We have to make a stand.”
She sighed and lowered her gaze. “You said it yourself. There’s no fighting the Gathosians.”
“The Gathosians aren’t the problem. We’re enslaved by the compound. If we can find a cure for our addiction, we can take on the Gathosians. Do you realize there are only sixteen of them here?”
Her gaze widened as his words sank in. “What are you talking about?”
“They have an overseer stationed in each sector, but that’s all. This entire planet is being held hostage by sixteen aliens.”
After a moment, her gaze narrowed again. “What percentage of the Protectorate have you already recruited?”
“My network is not that large, but the vast majority will rebel if we can set them free from their addiction. Without the compound, the Gathosians are nothing.”
“Then what’s our next step?” She trailed her fi
ngers across his tellimon. The pattern hadn’t even begun to fade because he wanted her again. He never seemed to stop wanting her.
“They have a chemist imprisoned in a secret lab. He knows more about the compound than any person on Earth. We have to rescue him. He’s our best, perhaps our only, hope.”
“Do you have any idea where he is?”
“I don’t, but Ulrick Brant does. Every complex on this planet falls under his jurisdiction.”
“Which leads us back to my elite ambassadors.” She grinned, blue eyes bright with anticipation. “I need to find the perfect female to seduce the answers out of him.”
He leaned down and kissed her lips. “Think you can do it?”
“I know I can.” She wiggled back against the pillows, her smile downright wicked. “He wants a female who doesn’t look or sound like a professional. It’s more like she’ll need to forget everything she’s been taught at the embassy and react to him like a woman reacts to a man.”
“And how does a woman react to a man?” He cupped her breast with one hand and circled her nipple with his tongue, quickly losing interest in any form of conversation.
“Without fear or reservation.” She pushed her fingers into his hair and arched against his mouth.
“Sounds perfect.” He paused to suck then looked up and smiled. “Better yet, why don’t you show me?”
“Yes Sir.” She tangled her fingers in his hair and pulled his mouth down to hers.
About the Author
When my parents realized I had an aptitude for storytelling—okay, even at an early age I was a consummate liar—they encouraged me to find constructive ways to put all that “creativity” to use. I wrote my first novel when I was in junior high school. It was a typical teenage girl’s fantasy about being kidnapped by a sexy rock star, finding out he was really a misunderstood millionaire’s son, and living happily ever after with the reformed rebel. Check out A Taste of Twilight if you’re curious to see what became of the story.
Now I spend my days, and many of my nights, trying to keep up with the characters springing to life within my mind. I find creative ways of avoiding errands and housework because I can’t drag myself away from the dramas unfolding in my latest story. And every day I thank God I was able to quit my day job and actively pursue my dream! (I also write paranormal romances for Ellora’s Cave as Cyndi Friberg. They are still smoking hot, just less adventurous than Aubrey’s books.)
Aubrey welcomes comments from readers. You can find her website and email addresses on her author bio page at www.ellorascave.com.
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Enslaved Hearts 1: Captives
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Enslaved Hearts 3: Secrets
Intimate Invasion 1: Forgotten Hope
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Something Wicked This Way Comes, Volume 2 anthology
Sworn Protectors 1: Onset of Darkness
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Sensual Captivity 5: Seer
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