The Thief's Dark (Renegades Book 3)

by L P Peace

  ‘Orgasms should be nerve-shattering.’ His hand slipped to her clit and massaged slow circles around it. She watched him, her breathing short and rapid. ‘Lifechanging,’ he increased the pressure slightly. He growled in satisfaction when she bucked beneath him, a desperate moan tearing from her throat. ‘Seismic,’ he whispered, lying down next to her, varying the pressure and feeling her wetness slick his fingers. He dipped his fingers to her opening, feeling them become wetter, then furiously stroked over her clit until Zoe was crying out, her back arched off the bed.

  ‘But that kind of orgasm can only come from teasing,’ he whispered and lifted his fingers from her cunt.

  ‘No,’ she cried out. Desperate grey eyes searched for him.

  ‘I've not even begun,’ he said, then licked his fingers clean.

  He looked down at her; she was too dressed. He sighed with regret for his shirt. He opened the front, exposing her body to him and couldn’t resist the urge to run his hands over her flesh, feeling the alien softness of it. His hands claimed both breasts and he massaged them, taking the peaks in his fingers and rolling them. She moved under him, her breath quickening. When he released them, she moaned her disappointment once again.

  He reached up to one sleeve, flexed a finger, and unsheathed a claw, then proceeded to tear the material down the arm and all the way to the front.

  ‘What are you doing?’

  ‘Undressing my mate,’ he said simply, before repeating the process on the other arm. Gently lifting her, he pulled the top from her and then leaned back to admire her now fully naked body. He smirked as his eyes met hers. ‘Perfect.’

  She bit her lip with blunt teeth, and he pulled it free.

  He moved over her until they were face to face and studied her. She was truly perfect. She watched him with hesitant yet trusting eyes. Her lips slightly parted as she panted her breath, shallow and quick. He placed his hand on her cheek, marvelling at how large it was compared to any part of her, then ran it down her neck, feeling her breath tearing in and out of her throat. Her pulse fluttered, and he caught it in his teeth, scraping his canines across it before licking away any sting he might have caused.

  His hand continued down her body, over her breastbone, massaging her breast before pulling on her nipple and rolling it. He continued kissing and nibbling up her neck. Her breath was coming quicker, her pulse thrumming under his touch. He kissed up her jaw, then caught her lips. He felt her hot breath stutter against his lips before her mouth opened and she surrendered her tongue to him.

  His cock was aching and demanding. He embraced the feeling. He was here for his mate, and there was nothing more erotic than this.

  His hand ran down her belly and stopped short of her cunt. She moaned against him and tried to move.

  He withdrew from her. ‘You will not move, ahdali.’

  She opened her eyes, seemingly incomprehensible. Daris bit her lip and licked the sting away then looked into her eyes, forcing a stern expression to his face.

  ‘You will not move. Do you understand?’

  Zoe frowned and bit her lip. He pulled it free and licked the spot she’d bitten. ‘Your lip is mine to bite.’ He looked in her eyes once more. ‘Your lip, your neck, your breasts. I control your pleasure. I control your orgasms. You. Will. Not. Move. Do you understand?’

  It took a moment, but she nodded.

  ‘Say it,’ he whispered.

  ‘I won’t move.’

  ‘Good girl, ahdali,’ he said before he kissed her again. He broke the kiss and moved away from her, moving down her body until he was between her legs. She widened them for him.

  'Watch me,' he commanded, his hands pushing her thighs further apart. She raised her head. Daris snatched a pillow and tucked it under her head so her neck muscles wouldn't be strained. When she was settled and watching him, he extended his tongue and brushed it lightly, gently over her clit.

  Zoe's mouth dropped open, and she hissed in a breath.

  Ensuring his tongue was wet, the muscle loose, he licked up and down her clit in the lightest, slowest rhythm he could stand.

  When her cunt loosed wetness, he proceeded to lick her clean. A disappointed noise escaped her throat. Daris repressed a smile, slowing the strokes of his tongue to allow her to lose the edge she was on. When her breathing deepened, he kissed and licked her entrance, watching the rise and fall of her breasts as he ramped the sensations up and watched her lose herself to it. He started again. Her eyes were blazing now with need. She focused on his tongue, and he watched her need building on her face until her breathing was erratic. She began pulling away from him, tensing against her bound hands, her hips sliding away from him. He stilled, letting her pull away until she realised all sensation had stopped. When she looked down at him, he crawled up the bed, holding himself above her, his arms propping him up on either side of her.

  ‘Daris,’ she moaned.

  ‘Shhhh, Zoe. It's okay. I'm going to let you cum, I promise.’ He leaned down and kissed her hard, giving her an outlet for her frustration. Her lips pressed to his and were full of her longing. They kissed for longer than he had intended, but her lips, her desire were everything in that moment.

  ‘I need…’ she managed to whisper when he finally broke the kiss.

  ‘I know, ahdali,’ he whispered back, kissing her nose. ‘You will have one. When you're ready.’

  ‘I'm ready now,’ she pleaded. The lines of her face were tense, and there was a slight sheen of sweat on her brow, making her nectar skin shine like an Aavani.

  'No, you're not. I know when you're ready.' His voice was gentle but firm.

  He slipped back down her body, kissing every inith, and sucking her nipples until they were hard and she was gasping. Then he positioned himself back between her legs.

  'Are you watching?' He could see she was, but she was also drowning in sensation. With his words, he threw her consciousness a lifeline, which only served to intensify everything by picking this sense out.

  'Yes,' she nodded.

  He stroked a hand down the inside of her thigh.

  'My beautiful Zoe,' he whispered, looking into her eyes, then down at her cunt. 'My beautiful ahdali,' he heard the huskiness in his voice.

  His eyes locked on hers, and extending his tongue, he went about his long, laborious duty, gently, barely licking her clit.

  He cleaned her when she became wet, then went back to his work, moving back and forth between the two as Zoe unravelled on the bed.

  When her eyes closed and all she could do was whisper please repeatedly, he looked down to assess where she was.

  Her clit was engorged, it was an angry red and both her clit and cunt throbbed with their impending orgasm.

  'Now,' he whispered, 'you're ready.'

  Daris pushed two fingers inside her, feeling her give around him, and slowly pumped them in and out. Her wetness coated them and grew into a small puddle in the cleft between his fingers. He inserted a third finger on the next inward stroke, suddenly, without warning, stretching her so that she cried out and bucked against it.

  ‘Each orgasm should be the best one,’ he said, going back to his earlier speech. ‘And as I control your orgasms, and I only give the very best things, you now get the very best orgasms.’

  He looked at her, moaning on the bed, her hips twitching.

  ‘You may move, Zoe.'

  He went to work, furiously lapping at her as he continued pumping his fingers into her. She ground her hips against him, crying out quietly as he increased his thrust inside her until the wet slapping sound filled the room. When her hips bucked and her mouth opened in a silent scream, he braced himself on the elbow of the hand still thrusting inside her. Still licking her clit, with his free arm, he reached up her body and gently wrapped his fingers around her throat. The orgasm, which had peaked and was receding, suddenly peaked again. Zoe stopped breathing.

  He looked up at her, her back was arched off the bed, her chest, neck and face were bright red, her mouth was st
ill open. He flexed his fingers to remind her they were there and, hopefully, stop her from holding her breath.

  ‘Breath, Zoe,’ he commanded when she still hadn’t taken a breath. Air tore down her throat and he went back to her clit, determined to wring one more peak from her before she was done. He pressed his fingers a little tighter over her throat, though still far from enough to stop her breathing, pumped his fingers harder. He grazed his fangs down her outer lips and snarled, before latching onto her clit and sucking hard.

  This time, her breath exploded out of her as she cried out. Daris continued sucking and vrokking her with his fingers until she fell silent and collapsed backwards, relaxing on the bed, until her breathing steadied into a normal rhythm.

  Daris cleaned his female, licking every last bit of her musty, sweet flavour from her skin, from his hands, from his chin where she’d cum.

  He crawled up the bed, released her from the restraints, and pulled her into his arms. Daris commanded the lights to dim and activated the release of a scent into the room. It was a smell from the jungles of his homeworld, an aroma his people found soothing. He stroked her hair and back and murmured soothing words. Her small body shook against him as she slowly came down from the high he had brought her to. When her body had stopped shaking and he felt every muscle in her body relax against him, he felt pride and possessiveness wash through him.

  ‘Daris,’ she whispered.

  ‘Yes, my ahdali?’

  ‘Do you love me?’

  He looked down at her face. The sweat that had burnished the nectar colour of her skin had dried, but the roots of her hair were still wet.

  ‘Zoe, you are my mate,’ he said, kissing her nose. ‘You are my life,’ he kissed her forehead. ‘You are my hearts.’ He kissed her lips.

  ‘Because I'm your mate? Does that mean you only love me because of some chemical?’

  Daris smiled. Minutes after orgasm and his little ahdali was already overthinking again. He sighed and softened it with a smile. It was fine. She had been a long time without the kind of love and care she needed. It would take time for her to begin to trust this process.

  ‘Zoe, all emotions are based on chemicals,’ he said. ‘If you're asking if I love you because of my mating instincts, or because of you, the answer is both.’ He stroked her hair away from her face and felt his hearts fill with love for the little human. ‘I love you because my instincts told me you are mine.’ He caressed the skin on her hip and squeezed at the flesh, wanting every part of him to be in contact with every part of her. ‘I love you because you chose to look at your first alien rather than hide in the stacks,’ he smiled. ‘Because your curiosity won over your survival instinct. Though I'd rather you let your survival instinct win from now on, ahdali.’ His smile gave way to a frown, before he smiled at her once more. ‘I love you because you think too much, and I want to help ease the stress this causes you.'

  Zoe cocked her leg up over Daris’s hip and stroked her cunt up against his hard length. He hissed and closed his eyes, he’d been focusing on her and ignoring the ache. Her action caused a shot of pure pleasure to course through his body.

  He opened his eyes to find Zoe was still watching him, a mischievous look on her face.

  ‘What do you want, ahdali?’

  ‘I want to see you lose control again,’ she whispered.

  ‘For you, ahdali, always.’

  He angled his hips and positioned himself at the entrance of her, pushing into her and feeling her give around him. A part of him wanted to close his eyes and give in to the sensations, but Zoe was watching his every move and he couldn’t take his eyes from her.

  Side by side, they moved together, feeling the surge of their arousal. Daris’s tendrils found the nerves inside her and synced a short time later. By the time they both came, they were clinging to each other, their breathing quick and shallow, their eyes locked on each other.

  ‘Ahdali!’ he gasped as she hit her peak, taking him with her.

  After, he stroked her face and whispered to her how beautiful she was. All of the things he felt for her. He kept some things back, though, afraid he would frighten her off if she knew his desires for family, for a home. Instead, he wrapped her in his arms and they fell to sleep.

  Daris was washing Zoe’s hair when he heard the com relay in the facilities go off.

  ‘What’s that?’ Zoe was standing with her back to him, Daris’s fingers moving over her scalp.

  ‘That is probably Makios coming back with Thanesh’s plan for catching Tolomus.’

  ‘Oh, shit! You have to get that.’ She turned around, Daris’s fingers slipping out of her hair, and took over. ‘I’ll rinse my hair out and be there as quick as I can.’

  Sighing, Daris nodded. His cock was hard. He’d been planning on lifting his mate by her rounded rear and sinking into her. Instead, he stepped out.

  ‘Computer, relay the call to the main com.’ The sound of the call dimmed as it moved back to the main room. Daris allowed the dryer to take care of most of the moisture, though as he slipped his pants on, his hair was still mostly wet. He walked into the main room and saw Makios frowning at him.

  ‘Where were you?’

  ‘With my mate.’

  Makios looked him over, then chuckled. ‘I bet.’

  ‘You have news for me?’ Daris asked, slightly irritated, which only made Makios laugh more.

  ‘I do.’ His face went suddenly serious. ‘You might want your mate here as well for this.’

  ‘Understood. She’s coming.’

  Daris walked over to the pilot’s seat and dropped into it. The two males stared at each other for an awkward moment. ‘So how is everyone? Rhona? Danva?’

  ‘Danva is good. He’s a strong, cheeky little devil.’ Makios smiled in a strange, goofy way he’d had of late whenever he talked about his mate and child. It was, up until Zoe, something that brought Daris equal parts pain and pleasure, to see his friend so happy, while he was without. ‘Rhona is heavy now, with the baby. She’s more irritable than ever.’ He laughed. ‘It takes all of my self-control not to, as the humans say, wind her up on purpose.’

  Daris shook his head, feeling the smile on his lips. ‘You are a strange male, my friend. I can’t imagine annoying my mate on purpose.’

  ‘My Rhona,’ Makios grinned. ‘When she is angry, she is passionate, and when she’s passionate—’ He stopped there, but his meaning was clear.

  ‘I see the soundproofing did nothing to stop you announcing your actions to the crew!’

  ‘You’re not crew,’ Makios almost snarled.

  ‘And I’m grateful for that every rote.’ Daris laughed. ‘How are they, by the way?’

  ‘Good. I’m hoping to get Sidha back soon, once all of this is over.’

  ‘He’s a good male. A good worker.’

  ‘Indeed. I was irritated by Sidha when I first met him, but he became an asset. We miss him.’

  Behind him, the door opened, and Zoe ran over to the co-pilot’s seat. ‘Hi,’ she said, slipping into the chair, which was huge compared to her, and sitting with her knees drawn up around her. She was back in her uniform. Daris missed her legs and realised he still hadn’t shown her the underwear drawer. He grinned at the thought of watching her walking around the cabin in nothing but the scant fabric. He planned to tie her to the bed and rip them off, teeth and claws. He was going to have to invest in a lot of that underwear, he realised.

  ‘What?’ Zoe was watching him, furrowed skin between her brows.

  ‘Nothing, ahdali,’ he said, turning back to Makios. ‘What does the great High-Protector want?’

  When Makios took in a deep breath, Daris knew it would be bad.

  ‘He wants you to arrange to go to Alidai and take part in a fight. He wants it to be big. Big enough to attract attention.’

  ‘Big enough that Tolomus hears of it?’

  ‘Exactly,’ Makios confirmed.

  ‘I’m the bait?’

  Makios nodded.

 
; ‘Zoe gets a position in the Protectorate as rescue liaison for the crew.’

  ‘Thanesh thought you might ask for that and has agreed. I’ve also been authorised to agree to a large house in the Tessan capital, a large sum of money, enough to make you independently wealthy, and a new ship.’

  Beside him, Zoe gasped.

  ‘Why are you telling me this?’ Daris was stunned by the offer.

  ‘Because you’re my friend, and I may be legitimate now, but I’m still a smuggler at heart. Plus you’re putting your life on the line for this. You deserve it.’

  ‘We’ll take everything but the ship. I may joke about it, but I love this vrokking heap.’

  ‘Take the ship. Hire a crew. Start a business.’

  ‘That’s a good idea. We’ll do that.’

  ‘Where are you? We’re coming to you to pick up your female.’ Makios looked at Zoe and smiled.

  ‘I’m not leaving!’

  Daris looked at Zoe, who was glaring at Makios.

  ‘Female, it would be safer for you with us.’

  ‘Zoe. My name is Zoe, and I’m not leaving. Daris is my mate. I’m not leaving him.’ Zoe’s voice was rising with each word. When she called Daris her mate, his hearts soared.

  ‘Zoe, it would be safer for you.’ The look Zoe gave Daris almost felt like a physical blow. He gritted his teeth. ‘Ahdali—’

  ‘Don’t bother.’ Makios was chuckling on the screen. ‘I’ve seen that look before, from my female when we’ve had similar conversations. She won’t leave. Edan will protect her.’

  Taking a deep breath, Daris examined the look of determination on Zoe’s face. ‘Very well. You will come. But you’ll stay in Edan’s office during the fight and watch it from there.’

  ‘Fine,’ Zoe snapped.

  As worried as he was, Daris loved it when Zoe stood up for herself. He loved it when she was annoyed. He looked at Makios, who had a knowing grin on his face, one brow arched.

  ‘Vrok off!’ he snapped irritably. Makios was still laughing as the screen went dark.

  ‘I’m coming!’ Zoe said again.

  ‘That is settled,’ Daris said. ‘I want you close. But I want you far from the danger,’ he sighed.