“What do you want,hirihadie?”he asked.Osnir knew what he craved, but he had to make sure she desired him, too.
“You,” she said, without hesitation.Her cheeks pinkened, and she glanced away, trying to hide her expressions from him.
He grinned, not doubting that she shared the same affection.With his fingers in her hair, he held her still as he sipped from her lips, flicked his tongue across the plumper bottom one, all while listening to their thumping hearts merging into a primal rhythm that his body recognized.
“You will need to guide me,” he said, plucking curls off her temple and brushing them aside.
“Oh,” she gasped.“Roll over.”
“Why?”he asked, frowning.
“Nenn… Please.”
He flipped them, wrapping his arm around her to keep her close.She wiggled, her hands feathering across his body as she spread her thighs and exposed her sex to his wide gaze.Dark pink folds glistened like the petals of an exotic flower.She shifted back, rubbing herself over his koq.
He hissed, squeezed his eyes shut, then jerked, forcing them open to not miss a moment.With her breasts bouncing, she circled her hips until the head of his koq hit the hottest part of her sex.She moaned but didn’t stop.
Incredible heat engulfed his length.Inch by inch, she impaled herself, her face revealing the bliss burning through him.Never had he experienced anything like this.She’d sparked an explosion of joy when she took him into her mouth and swallowed his seed.But this… It was like her mouth but tighter, hotter, smoother.
She leaned back and speared him with pleasure.
He gripped her hips, ogling her breasts and the curve of her waist.
“You’re inside me,” she said, her eyes shut, her teeth dimpling her bottom lip while she gyrated.Each swirl summoned a teasing flash of heat.“You can take control again.Pull out and thrust in.”
Yes.That urge was there, driving him to sit up, curl an arm around her waist, and press her back to the bed.He did so, making sure his koq stayed in place.With her beneath him, her smile sweet, he withdrew and plunged in, both summoning a fission of electric ecstasy.
The head of his koq rubbed against something that had her writhing and panting, her nails digging in.Pleasure rippled over him, stroking the length of him when she cried out, arching into him.He knew that expression, that position, her reaction.A flood of wet heat exploded, pushing him toward a pinnacle he’d climbed just yesterday.He couldn’t stop his hips from pistoning in and out of her, driven by a primitive need he didn’t know the name of.
Every move she made, each sound spilling from her lips, the texture of her skin and hair, all imprinted on him.His overactive symbiotes bolstered every ounce of happiness she inspired.Blinding white ecstasy burned away all shadows in his soul.As he soared, he didn’t know what words he spoke or what he did.He locked himself in her, between her thighs, at the most vulnerable part of her, and vowed never to leave.
She was his.
At last.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Tinystrokedherneck,finding the cool metal disk a little disturbing.Still, it had made sense to get one.At least it wasn’t a full-on augmentation, and she doubted the Ivoyans got complaints from the users.She flicked her thumb off her index finger, content to fidget while sitting in silence in the activities room.After a mind-blowing orgasm from a man who claimed he needed guidance, Nenn had drifted off to sleep.She’d snuck out, needing a little distance to rein in her thoughts and emotions.
Asking to meet her dad had been sweet, but she couldn’t reveal to Nenn how much she longed to introduce him.Although, she wasn’t sure her parents would react well to an alien in their apartment.She giggled, imagining Mom carrying out a lasagna then wondering if Nenn could eat human food.His questions had made her realize how much she loved and missed them, and how irresponsible it had been of her to not fill them in on everything she’d been doing.Their only daughter lost in space would devastate them.
Heat fluttered in her core.She pressed her hand to her chest and smiled despite the tears slipping free.At the first opportunity, she’d message them.It was time to face her anger, fear, resentment and put it all behind her.
Someone sat beside her, the fragrances of sun and baked sand settling on her.
“Why are you so miserable, Ulvus?”she asked, hazarding a guess.Her first guess had been Drafe, but she doubted he’d leave Vic for a little chat.
“Why are you?”Ulvus snapped.
She tutted.“I’m blind; what’s your excuse?”
“I lost my arm.”
Shit.My bad.“Oh.”Not willing to back down, she faced him and continued, “Were you this unhappy before that?”
“Yes,” he said.“I had yet to find my place in the tribe.I had no purpose and saw no future where my path would be revealed.You were right.I have been this…jealous.At the time, it was Drafe I envied.No matter what I did, who my family were, it made no difference to how the tribe saw me.”
“So you carry the hatred through to this new life instead of tossing it aside?When it hasn’t helped you once?”She frowned, recognizing the same within her.“Sure, I get that Carne sent out corpse bombs, but justice has been served.”
