by Siren Allen
Silver fisted the sheets, holding his body rigid as he hovered over her. When she finally pulled away from the kiss, he licked his lips and waited on her to speak. When she didn’t, he asked his question again.
“Malia, what do you want me to do?”
She swallowed, then took a deep breath. But words didn’t leave her mouth. Instead, she used her hands to push him away. She sat up and pushed him back against the bed. He could hear her heart racing faster.
Still quiet, she came to her knees and turned her back to him. There was a brief moment of confusion before Silver realized what she was doing. Stars, he truly wasn’t going to survive this night.
His mate straddled his face. Her silence only turned him on more. Silver stared at the treasure between her parted legs. She was ready for him. Her pussy glistened for him. She hesitated a brief second before lowering her body down.
Silver kissed her there and felt her shiver. He nuzzled his mouth against her wetness, giving her time to get used to him between her legs. He knew when his tongue touched her he would lose his hold on sanity.
He needed her acclimated first. He continued to nuzzle as she rubbed her hand over his stomach, moving lower and lower until finally her palm wrapped around his cock. His dick jerked as she stroked him.
Still he nuzzled. She needed more time. And he took a moment to pray for a strength he knew he didn’t possess on his own, the strength to not devour her the way the mating pull was demanding.
He felt her lean forward. He tensed, mouth pressed against her wetness. She sighed, and the air blew against his cock. The warmest breeze. His chest rose and fell and he repeated one statement over and over again in his head.
Be patient, be as gentle as you can. Be patient. Be as gentle as you can.
He waited for her tongue to touch him, would not began in his own ministrations until she’d begun hers. He’d follow her lead. He wouldn’t rush this, wouldn’t rush her. He wanted to make this memorable for the rest of their…
She sucked him into her mouth. Silver gasped. Her mouth slid down on him, taking him all the way in. His control snapped. Wrapping his arms around her thighs, he gripped her tightly and held her in place as he shoved his tongue into her heat.
He’d wanted to ease in, to lick her first, until she was ready and writhing. That would not happen this night. He was hungry. The mating pull was hungry.
It was time to eat.
***
OH MY STARS!
Her moan was muffled due to the huge cock she had in her mouth. She hadn’t expected his to just, dive in. It had been so long since she’d had a male do anything remotely erotic to her.
For years, this position had been a fantasy of hers. None of the guys she dated liked giving oral. Since she wouldn’t be with Silver long, she’d figured she might as well live out some of her wilder fantasies.
Knowing she wouldn’t see him again once she left made her bold, bold enough to straddle his face and take his cock in her mouth. But stars, she hadn’t expected him to taste so good and she damn sure hadn’t expected the feel of his tongue on her pussy to be so pleasurable.
There was no controlling her hips. It was as if they had a mind of their own. They moved to their own frantic rhythm, rubbing against his mouth. He didn’t complain, simply gripped her thighs tighter and ground his mouth against her, drinking her in.
Malia sucked him harder, loving the feel of having all of him in her mouth. Her movements probably showed him how inexperienced she was at this, but she didn’t care. She couldn’t get enough of him.
His finger rubbed against her clit. His tongue delved between her folds, driving her crazy, making her back arch and her hips thrust. Sex was supposed to be about finesse, moving in sync to the same rhythm.
They both were jerking and thrashing to different beats. This was nothing like the books she read, or the sinful movies she watched late at night when she was bored, and lonely. This was so different, yet so much better than she’d imagined.
Her grasp tightened around his cock which pulsed against her palm. He bucked underneath her. Every jerk turned her on. His tongue moved faster. His nails dug into her ass. And the pain mixed with the pleasure was pushing her over the edge.
Malia moaned around his cock and rocked her hips, grinding her wetness against his tongue. She was about to come. She could feel the end approaching. Her thighs shook, toes curled.
She sucked him harder to keep from crying out. His hips raised off the bed. His cock pushed into her mouth. It excited her that his legs were trembling too. Malia gripped his balls and damn near swallowed his cock whole as her orgasm ripped through her.
Wave after wave of pleasure washed over her and it felt like an eternity before her body stopped shaking. Beneath her, he trembled. The muscles in his thighs tensed as his hips rose up and down.
His thrusts became erratic. He was close. Malia caressed his muscled legs, ready to drink from him. Her whole body was on fire with the need to taste him. Was it the mating pull causing her to feel this way?
Had to be. Right now, she didn’t care. When the first taste of him touched her tongue, she shuddered and came again. How was that possible? How was she orgasming from the taste of his come?
More of him filled her mouth. Malia swallowed, not wanting to miss a drop. Long after the trembles stopped, they both lay there, licking and rubbing each other. It seemed neither of them wanted to move, to lose contact.
Malia licked around the tip of his cock. Already he was semi-hard again. He could probably do this all night. So could she. Her stomach chose that moment to growl. Silver ceased in his teasing.
“You’re hungry,” he stated.
Before she could respond he was repositioning her on the other side of the bed.
“Fuck,” he muttered as he pulled the cover over her and stood up. “I have to feed you. What kind of mate am I?”
She really didn’t know what all the fuss was about. Her stomach had only growled once. Like the traitor it was, her belly chose that moment to growl again. Silver froze in sliding his pants up and stared at her. Seriously, it was just a growl.
“I’m sorry,” he told her before pulling his shirt over his head.
“It’s okay. It’s not like I can starve in one night.”
“Still,” he reached on his dresser and placed something behind his ear. She assumed it was a communication’s device. “I shouldn’t have let you go hungry this long. I was, distracted.”
“Me too,” Malia grinned up at him.
When he saw her smiling he too smiled. He moved back to the bed and sat down. Leaning across the bed, he kissed her lips. A chaste kiss that left her wanting more. This encounter was supposed to take the edge off. Malia feared it had only stoked the flame.
“I liked what we just did,” he whispered against her lips.
A chill raced down her spine. “I liked it to, a lot.”
He pressed his forehead against hers and for a moment they just sat there, together, not speaking, alone in their thoughts yet physically connected.
“I’m sorry for the way I handled things,” Silver told her. “I know what it’s like to be forced from your home.”
“You do? How?”
“That’s a story for another night. Right now, my mate needs to be satisfied in a different matter.”
Her cheeks heated as he moved away from her.
“I will return shortly,” he told her, as he walked to the bedroom door.
He moved backwards, eyes never straying from her. Malia giggled. He was so silly, and sexy. He pressed his hand against the door panel, eyes still on her. Malia burst out laughing.
“Are you going to walk down the hall backwards too?”
“Maybe,” he grinned before walking out the door, backwards.
Their eyes stayed connected until the door slid shut. Malia flopped back onto her pillow. Her body was already missing him. So this was what mating felt like. It felt good. She could see why her cousin, Lark, was willing to l
ook past her mate’s differences in order to be with him.
Could Malia do that?
She’d been prepared to do so before Silver took her from everything she loved. Could she still allow him to be in her life? She honestly didn’t know. She was a forgiving person, a kind person.
But she was also independent. She’d worked hard for the things she had. And he’d destroyed all of that hard work in one waning. All she’d gotten in return was an apology and great oral. It wasn’t enough. Nothing he could do would ever be enough.
This mating shit felt good, but it couldn’t last. Not with him calling all the shots and her being forced to accept them. No. She had to stick to her plan. This ship was going to help her. She just had to do her part.
And so far, she’d done her part damn well.
So why did she feel so guilty?
Chapter Fourteen
Gamma was in the kitchen wearing a foolish grin on his face.
Shit. Silver tried to make his legs work correctly. He didn’t want to look like a stumbling fool in front of his crew member. His body was still humming from the sexual encounter with his mate.
He walked slowly, cautiously, moving toward the cooler where they’d stored some of Malia’s colder things. If he ignored Gamma, maybe he could get what he came for and get out of here without any awkwardness.
“Why are you walking like you got something stuck up your butt?” Gamma asked, always the overly descriptive one. “Don’t tell me you and your mate are into that type of shit.”
“Shouldn’t you be on the navi-deck?”
“Nope, Beta sent me away. He said I was talking too much.”
“Then stop talking to him and talk to Ep instead.”
“Can’t do that.”
“Why?”
“The little Dweller got sleepy. Ep sent him to bed. Ep is now napping outside of his stasis chamber. He’ll relieve Beta soon.”
“What?” Silver closed the fridge, arms full of items for his mate. “I was planning to relieve him. In a little while.”
Please don’t tell me he’s ready to be replaced yet. Silver wanted to spend a little more time with Malia, to hold her for a while. Maybe lick on her a little.
“Nah, we can’t have you doing that. Ep’s gonna do it. And they’re both teaching me how to fly this beast manually. You can stay in your room and allow your mate to shove things up your as…”
“Nothing like that happened.”
“You did claim her though, right?”
“That, my friend, is none of your business.” Silver looked into the cabinet for anything else Malia may like. He’d found a stash of chocolate bars and grabbed them.
“Call me if you guys need me,” Silver told Gamma before heading for the exit. He stopped when he heard Gamma’s mumbled words.
“I can’t wait until I get to do that.”
Silver turned to his friend. “Get to do what?”
“Take care of a mate.”
Silver had to admit, it felt good. Damn good. “You’ll get your chance. As soon as we clear all this shit up.”
Gamma nodded. “You’re right.”
Despites Gamma’s words, Silver didn’t miss the forlorn expression on his face. They would all find their mates and then they would give this rebellious life up and settle down. A life on the run, a life of pirating, that was no life for a mate and little ones to be subjected to.
The walk back to his room was a somber one. However, the moment he saw his mate’s face, his spirits lifted. The moment she eyed what he held in his arms, a large grin spread across her face.
“Snacks, yay.”
She sat up in bed. Silver placed each item on the bed.
“Um, I choose…” She stared from one item to the next.
“You don’t have to choose. It’s all for you.”
“You really don’t expect me to eat all of this, do you?”
“Did you hear your stomach roar? It sounded like your sun.”
“It did not,” she laughed. “Seriously, this is what a late night snack looks like.”
She reached for one of the chocolate bars and a round item that smelled sweet.
“A protein bar and an apple,” she told him, holding the items up for him to see.
“That’s not going to satiate you.”
“It’s not a meal, just a snack.”
“But your stomach growled.” He would not have her going hungry on his watch.
“I know, but it’s not like I’m starving. Plus, I can stand to lose a few pounds.”
“I couldn’t.”
“I never said you could.”
“I couldn’t stand for you to lose a few pounds. Your curves are amazing. Now eat, so you don’t lose them.” He didn’t miss the blush that heated her cheeks.
“Thanks, but this will do. Plus, that there is kimoli legs. They would have to be cooked. I can’t eat them raw.”
Silver picked up the pack of meat she was pointing at. He had so much to learn when it came to feeding his mate. He didn’t know how to cook. But he’d learn. Striker would show him videos. If they ever fixed Striker.
“Okay, I will take all of these things back.”
“Are you not hungry.”
Silver shook his head as he gathered the items. “I’ve already ate.” He winked and walked out the door.
As the door was shutting, his mate burst out laughing.
“Oh, I get it. I guess I shouldn’t be hungry either.”
Smiling, Silver carried the items back to the kitchen. It was a good thing Gamma was no longer there. He didn’t want the male to see the raging hard on he was sporting.
Stars, life with his mate was going to be fucking perfect. After returning the unneeded items to the kitchen, he went back to his room to find his mate propped up on the pillows snacking.
She licked her fingers before speaking. “This really hit the spot.”
He was ready to ‘really hit the spot’. He didn’t say that of course. Silver sat down on the edge of the bed and watched her eat. She held the bar out to him.
“Want a bite?”
Of the bar, no. Of her, hell yes. Silver shook his head. She shrugged then bit into the food again. After swallowing, she asked him, “So, do you want to talk?”
“Sure?”
“Okay, talk.”
“What do you want me to say?”
“Everything. You say I’m your mate so, tell me…”
“You are my mate.”
“Yes, well, how did you find me? And where are you from? And where are we going right now? And,”
“I probably should answer those first questions before I forget them.”
She giggled. “Right. Sorry. I’ve just got so many questions.”
Where could he begin? That nervous feeling he got when around her returned. And here he’d thought he’d conquered it.
“Well,” Silver stood up. He rubbed his sweaty palms over his pants. Why the hell was he sweating?
“You can tell me.” Her expression was serious. “I won’t get upset. I promise.”
“This coming from the female who said she’d rather be spaced than mated to me.”
She looked away. “Well, I was angry. But, truth is, I’ve always wanted a mate. I just, never thought I’d find him, or that he’d find me. And you did. Of course when I dreamed you’d sweep me off my feet I didn’t think it would be literally.”
“Well,” Silver grinned. “I aim to please, literally.” His joke made her laugh. Sweetest sound he’d ever heard.
“Still, there’s so much I don’t know about you. And I now live on a ship with your crew…”
“That is only temporary.”
“Okay, but shouldn’t I know about them? Shouldn’t I know who they are, who you are?”
She was right. She should know. And he wanted to tell her. Everything. But with this issue with Striker he wasn’t sure how much he could say. He was damn sure he shouldn’t allow her to see the kid or Nahid in the stasis chamber.
For now, he had to keep his secrets while finding a way to keep his mate. Should be easy, if he played his cards right.
“How about I give you a tour of the ship?”
“Really?” She beamed up at him and he nearly forgot how to breathe.
Stars, she was beautiful.
“Really. But this is going to be a long trip. I’ll show you a little of the ship each day.” Ep should have things figured out soon. As soon as he did, Silver would show his mate the off-limits for now parts of the ship. And then he would be free to tell her everything.
“Okay,” Malia scrambled off the bed. “I just need to get dressed really quick. I promise I won’t be long.”
Silver stood wide-eyed, watching her search through the drawers for something to wear. Either she’d forgotten how naked she was or their sexual encounter left her more comfortable with him than he’d thought. Either way, he was okay with it.
Items found, she faced him once more. Silver closed his mouth and tore his eyes from her body, staring at her face. Too late. She stared down and then groaned, closing her eyes briefly.
“I sorta forgot I was naked,” she muttered before opening her eyes. “You know what. I don’t care. We’ve done…” her blush returned. “We’ve uh,” she cleared her throat.
“Tasted each other.”
She inhaled deeply and released it slowly. “Yeah, we did that. What’s a little nakedness between us after something like that?”
Silver nodded, his thoughts on how sweet her flesh tasted. She swallowed again, her eyes drifting to the bed. Silver sniffed and inhaled the intoxicating scent of her arousal.
“You know,” he told her. “We can always do the tour later.”
Her head nodded slowly, as she considered his suggestion. Then she shook it. “No, no, let’s do the tour now. It’s just this damn mating pull making me feel all, never mind. Okay, I’ll go in the bathroom and get dressed. You wait here.”
“As you wish.”
Silver waited on her to get dressed. When she reentered the room, Silver saw red. “Not happening. You are not wandering around my ship in that.”
