by Jaylee Davis
“Oh, Kord, now.”
“Not much longer,” he groaned. “I feel it.” He trailed hot kisses down her stomach until he reached the top of her mound. “Your scent calls to me.” Pam let out a shocked yelp as he suddenly buried his face between her legs. He lightly traced the outer length of her sex with his tongue. “Mine.” He snarled.
In the next instant, he licked harder, going deeper. The tip of his tongue slid over her clit time and time again, lashing the swollen nub and increasing her arousal to an all-time high. As she reached the very peak of excitement, just before climax, Kord slipped his fingers into her wet pussy once again. He slowly finger fucked her while he tormented her. She had to clutch the bedcovers to keep from grabbing his head to anchor him between her thighs.
“Oh yes! Kord!” She cried out in ecstasy as she came.
Pam tried to clamp her thighs together, but Kord’s broad shoulders prevented her from closing them. He continued to lap her over-sensitive nub until she couldn’t take the pain/pleasure any longer. She let go of the covers and grabbed his head, trying to shove him away. It was like trying to remove an elephant from a peanut patch. Totally impossible.
“Oh, please stop. Kord, please no more,” she begged.
He paused and raised his head to gaze at her. “Delicious. I could taste you forever.”
His eyes appeared to smolder with a bronzed metallic heat. Pam thought she might actually melt if he stared at her for too long. A tremor of arousal shot through her as he growled softly.
“Tell me your real name.”
The question caught her completely by surprise. Talk about putting a complete damper on a gal’s libido.
“What do you mean?” She stalled, not sure of what to say or think. How did he know?
“You lied when you told me your name. Why?”
Pam didn’t know if it was the sincerity in his expression or the fact that he was practically face down in her pussy that made her feel as if she’d betrayed him beyond all forgiveness. She knew she had to come clean, tell him the truth.
“I’m sorry. I told everyone I met in Key West that my name was Sandra Moore, because I didn’t want anyone to know I was there.” He frowned, but didn’t make a move. It wasn’t how she’d envisioned this particular conversation taking place. “How did you know?”
His frown softened into a sly-looking smile. Without breaking eye contact, he sniffed her sex. “Your scent changes when you lie. I can tell you aren’t trying to deceive me right now. What’s your real name?”
Damn traitorous pussy. “You can smell that…down there?”
He chuckled. “Not just down here. It’s a slight change, but noticeable. Warriors have heightened senses. My sense of smell is very sensitive, more than most.” He took another deep breath and groaned. “I really like the way you smell and taste here.”
Pam bit her lip as she thought furiously. Finally, she said, “My name is Jane Doe.”
“No, it’s not. Tell me your real name.” He glared at her.
Busted by the biggest living lie detector ever.
She sighed. “My real name is Pamela Buchanan. My friends call me Pam. Satisfied?”
“Not yet.” He grinned and licked her pussy.
“Kord!” She jerked involuntarily. He had the best way of getting to the truth.
“Why didn’t you want anyone to know you were there…Pam?” His rough tongue swiped across her clit again.
She couldn’t help but admire his unusual interrogation technique and persistence. He drove her crazy with need. If she knew of any top secret information, he could easily make her sing like a canary.
“My father is the governor of Texas. He’s a very prominent political figure so I have to be careful. If any reporters found out I’d gone to such a wild party, it would’ve been splattered all over the news. I didn’t want to embarrass my father or hurt his career. So I lied.”
“You were protecting him. I understand.” He lifted his head a fraction more and stared at her. His expression had grown much more serious. “The Krell took many captives. I believe it won’t be long before your entire world will know you’re missing.”
“They didn’t take me. You did.” He blinked, but didn’t respond. “Let me contact my parents so they’ll know I’m safe.”
“I can’t.” A slight shudder passed through him.
“Why not?”
He snarled, and said, “There are many reasons. One of them involves what’s happening to me right now.”
“I don’t understand.”
“Claiming lust,” he stated with a groan.
“What?”
“My latent time is over. You’re my mate, Pam.”
Before she could respond, Kord shifted from between her legs and quickly moved up her body. His hips settled between her open thighs. He planted his palms flat on the bed near her head and kept his arms straight. She knew he’d crush the breath out of her if he didn’t.
Suddenly, two very different sensations struck her at once. He smelled absolutely wonderful, more than ever before, and the hugest cock she could ever have imagined rested along the seam of her sex. As its thick length thumped a regular rhythm against her clit she realized she felt every beat of his heart. He definitely had an erection, and from what she could feel, it was oversized. He dipped his head and nuzzled her neck. His intoxicating scent coupled with the way he nibbled her sensitive skin had her mind and body responding in ways she didn’t think possible.
“Kord,” Pam gasped and took a deep breath.
His strong, musky, exotic aroma swamped her senses. She squirmed beneath him, and he gently thrust his hips in response. The hard length of his cock glided smoothly across her swollen clit as it settled deeper. She was pinned beneath him, completely open, and yet he moved against her once again without entering. He drove her insane. She wanted him inside her. Now. Her pussy ached to be filled by him and only him.
A small whimper sprang from her throat. “Please,” she begged, beyond caring anymore.
*
His mate wanted him. The smell of her arousal excited him even more. If he didn’t take control of his desire, he’d mount her savagely. The thought sobered him in an instant. He couldn’t hurt her—ever. She meant everything to him, but the claiming lust had come upon him so suddenly. He hadn’t been prepared for the strong urges that took hold of him. Calm. Focus.
Kord struggled to resist the primitive instincts that drove him to claim her. The glands near his wrists throbbed. Gacking suppressor drugs. There was no warning, no slow build up as he’d hoped for. He’d take her, make her his. She begged him.
He closed his eyes and shifted down until the tip of his cock was poised near the entrance to her sheath. If he looked at her, he knew he’d lose what little control he had. She tilted her hips forward, inviting him in, and it took every ounce of his restraint not to plunge into her. With one small thrust, he breached her entrance.
She moaned sweetly. “Yes. More, Kord. Now!” She grabbed his hips to pull him closer.
The warm slick heat of her channel called to him. As her nails dug into his butt cheeks, it was too much. Kord’s shaky control snapped and he slammed into her, sinking balls deep into her hot pussy. She cried out.
Afraid he’d hurt her, he opened his eyes. What he saw filled him with relief and spurred him on. Her expression was one of pure ecstasy. His lovely mate smiled faintly as she gazed at him through narrowed lids. The flush on her cheeks mesmerized him, and he pumped his hips, moving faster as he watched her. She squirmed beneath him, thrashing her head from side to side as he pounded into her tight channel. She arched back and screamed his name as she came. Her vaginal muscles clamped snuggly around his cock, sending his pleasure soaring.
“Mine!”
His claiming roar echoed off the walls as he climaxed, shooting his essence deep inside his mate. His hips jerked with each burst until he had no more to give. Done for the moment, he rolled to his back, taking her with him.
C
hapter Nine
Sex with Kord was fucking mind-blowing amazing. Pam sprawled on top him, unwilling to move until she could gather the pieces of her scattered thoughts. His enormous cock was still buried deep inside her, and she didn’t think it was about to shrink down any time real soon. Involuntarily, her pussy clenched, tightening around the thick intruder. He grunted, then pumped his hips.
“Oomph.” His action forced the sound from her. Make it stop, she prayed. There was no way she was ready for round two. Instead, she focused on breathing. He still smelled fantastic. Nothing on Earth could have prepared her for the feelings she had now. I love him. I love him? Not possible! I don’t even know him. What was she thinking?
It was just casual sex, that’s all, she tried to convince herself. Nothing casual about it.
Her brain refused to function the way she wanted it to. Warm rough hands stroking down her back distracted her. He palmed her bottom and squeezed gently.
Pam lifted her head slightly, just enough to look at him. He grinned, a too self-satisfied one in her opinion. Unable to help herself, she smiled back.
“I need you, mate,” he said and emphasized it with a strong thrust of his hips.
“Oh!” Feel-good shivers raced through her as his cock stroked against nerve endings that were oversensitive from their first encounter. Maybe another round wasn’t out of the question. He moved again, and her wanton pussy flooded with renewed moisture.
Pam pushed to a sitting position. His grin faded as she settled down over his entire length. She lifted a fraction, then came down and ground her hips over his groin. A sexy snarl rasped from his throat. It grew in volume as she worked his hard dick in and out. The sexy sounds he made increased her own arousal and she moved faster. He filled her completely, almost more than she could take.
Vaguely, she was aware that his hands roamed all over her body, touching and stroking. His intoxicating scent surrounded her. She moaned softly as he gently pinched and tugged her sensitive nipples. The slight pain sent a stimulating jolt straight to her core. Her clit tingled, poised to ignite every nerve. He seemed to know what she needed. He raked one of his hands down her stomach and dove his fingers straight to her mound. He found her swollen nub and circled the rough pad of his fingertip over the top, making it twitch until she was on the brink.
“Come on me,” he demanded. His deep sexy voice added to her pleasure.
No longer in control of her body, her back arched and her head fell back as she climaxed, shouting, “Oh yes. Kord!”
He didn’t give her a second to recover. In an instant, he’d flipped her over onto her stomach and came behind her. He gripped her hips and pulled up. He bumped her knees wide apart and settled between her open thighs. Pam gasped in surprise as the broad tip of his cock slid into her pussy. With a quick thrust of his hips, he sank in all the way. The new angle seemed to feel tighter, and her vaginal walls protested. She tensed and whimpered, anticipating the pain to hit as he fucked her doggy style. He froze.
“I won’t…hurt you…Pam,” he said between panting breaths. “Do you want to stop?”
From the sound of his voice, she could tell he certainly wanted to keep going. He was excited, way over the top. “You’re big, Kord. Just go slow. I want you.” She buried her face in the mattress and tried to relax.
Kord froze. Pam guessed he gave her some time to adjust. To her surprise, he curled his massive body over until she felt his hot breath next to her ear. Warmth radiated from his chest and abdomen, melting away her tension. One of his hands left her hip. He reached around and cupped her mound. A probing finger found her clit and he rubbed it slowly, gently, until her hips rocked in response. A gush of lubricating moisture bathed his cock as he continued to stimulate her.
He nuzzled her neck, trailing hot kisses down over her shoulder. She moaned when he pulled his hips away and slowly thrust forward. There was no pain, only pleasure as his huge cock stroked deep inside her.
“Yes, Kord. So good.” He felt absolutely perfect, just right.
Gradually, he picked up speed, pumping and grinding his hips against her as his finger drove her crazy. In no time, she was on the edge of ecstasy, and he wasn’t letting up. She was lost in a whirlwind of sexual desire, more than willing to submit to his every need. His hot breath caressed her as he nipped her earlobe with his lips. They skimmed down her neck, and sharp teeth raked over her shoulder as he pounded his cock in and out of her drenched pussy. He bit without breaking the skin and growled furiously. She came in an instant, screaming his name over and over. He opened his mouth, releasing her. A deafening roar announced his climax. Warmth flooded her as his hips jerked spasmodically.
Kord’s arms came around her and tightened. He rolled to his side with her clasped against him. They were both breathing heavily. Pam was exhausted, mentally and physically. She needed to rest. There’d be time later to sort out her strange feelings. He smelled divine, and his warmth soothed her tired muscles. She felt so very safe with him. She snuggled closer, enjoying the continuous massage he seemed determined to provide. Happy to be putty in his hands, she yawned.
“Mine,” he whispered. “My love always.”
“Uh-hmm,” she muttered before dozing off.
* * * *
Kord roused and took a scenting breath. His lovely mate slept beside him. He still couldn’t completely believe she was truly his. He loved her. She was the most precious thing in his world. His semi-erect shaft hardened and grew to full length in an instant. He was eager to pleasure her again, but knew she needed more rest. He’d awoken her several times during their sleep cycle, and she’d eagerly accepted him every time. Instead of disturbing her again, he took advantage of the time to cover her with his claiming scent. Everything about her soothed him. The rage monster inside him was calm, tamed by her presence. Mine. Never leave her. Keep her safe. He was even getting accustomed to the mantra that kept repeating in his mind.
There were many things he needed to explain about his world. He wondered if she’d like Pella. They’d be among the first mated couples to live on an untamed continent. He was ready for the challenge. Was she?
Guilt gnawed at him. He’d taken Pam away from her friends and family. She’d begged him to let her check on them, and she wanted to see her parents. It was obvious she cared about them a great deal.
Before the claiming, his mission had seemed so straight forward, so simple. Obtain willing human females to mate with his brother warriors. Things were more complicated now. They might have a few issues to overcome. Apparently, humans were very attached to their families. It could be a problem.
A sound in the hallway drew his attention away from his worries. There were voices and shuffling feet. He suspected his brothers purposely tried to disturb him. He snarled softly when he heard more footsteps. Flyn’s voice carried through the door. Kord couldn’t make out any of his words, but he yelled at someone. He glanced at Pam. She slept soundly, unaware of the commotion.
Careful to not disturb her, Kord rolled away before he left the bed. She shifted, as if she searched for him, but settled down. His bare feet didn’t make a sound as he crept to the door. He pressed an ear against it and heard Flyn and Draven arguing over who would have the privilege of delivering a food tray to his mate. Any other time, their constant bickering would’ve irritated him beyond all hope of control. Now, since his inner turmoil had been quieted by his mating, he simply shook his head and sighed. A rustling of bedcovers caught his attention and he looked toward the bed.
His mate was awake. She’d sat up and had wrapped a blanket around her lovely form, blocking his view. She stared at him. To his dismay, she appeared anxious, perhaps even fearful.
*
Pam couldn’t help herself. Her gaze locked on Kord’s impressive erection. Huge! At first glance, his penis seemed quite human-looking, except for its size. How had she been able to have sex with him? Her alien barbarian had the biggest cock she’d ever seen, even in pictures, and she’d taken all of it, s
everal times. His formerly flaccid penis had turned into the dick that wouldn’t quit.
Disbelief and fear battled within her for dominance. She squeezed her thighs together, and to her surprise, there was no lingering pain or discomfort, only an aching desire to have him fill her again. She clutched the blanket around her tighter as she gathered her thoughts. He’d said strange things while they’d made love. No! Not love! I can’t be in love with him, and he can’t possibly love me back. She needed answers—fast.
“What did you mean earlier, about claiming lust and latent time?”
At first, he appeared stunned by the question, then scowled, and said, “It’s something that happens to us when we encounter our mates.” He strolled closer, and her heartbeat sped up at his approach. He seemed unconcerned about his nudity and its effect on her. Pam had a hard time holding back a moan as he sat beside her. Warmth exuded from his naked body, and his musky male scent washed over her. “You’re mine. I’ve claimed you.”
The simple way he explained it almost had her convinced. For some strange reason, she wanted to be his in every way he might want. After a few seconds of basking in his intoxicating presence, her mind snapped out of its hazy stupor.
“Claimed me? I’m yours? Does that mean you think I belong to you like some slave?” She didn’t give him time to speak. “You don’t own me!” Pam scrambled off the bed, taking the blanket along with her. She only took a few steps before he caught her.
“No! I don’t own you.” He gently tugged her to him and forced her to face him. “You’re my mate.” His expression seemed desperate, as if he was on the verge of panic. “We’re meant to be together. Latency and claiming lust doesn’t happen to a warrior unless he meets his true mate. I’m yours. You’re mine. We belong to each other. For as long as we live, I promise there will never be another female for me, only you, Pam.”
Kord’s frantic explanations rushed out almost too fast for her to fully comprehend. His bronze gaze bored into her, unwavering in its sincerity. In fact, he seemed desperate for her to believe him. Pam allowed him to pull her closer. He bent and brought his mouth near hers. Just as he was about to kiss her, she drew back a fraction and placed her index finger against his lips. She shook her head.
