I sighed. His logic was infallible. I was a terrible actress and an even worse liar. There was no way I could have pulled that off if I knew it was all part of Helion’s master plan. “I forgive you.”
He crushed me to him, his hand stroking my back. “Mate, I will never hurt you again.”
“I forgive you, on one condition.”
“Anything.”
“You are never, ever to make another deal with that Prillon,everagain.”
Kovo’s laughter died off and I looked up into his dark eyes. He was mine. I did not enjoy feeling what I did today, but I was also thankful. Warlord Kovo of Atlan, like his brother Reji, was officially dead now. No one would come looking for him. No one would doubt the execution broadcast live for the entire planet. A sense of joy, contentment, hope, and gratitude blossomed inside me. Kovo was alive. Safe.
And no mated female listening to my screams would doubt my reactions. They were too raw, too filled with anger and pain.
“I don’t want to talk about it anymore.” I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his.
Our kiss was tender and slow. Gentle.
Kovo pulled away. “I can taste tears on your lips.”
I shrugged. “I did a lot of crying today.”
“I cannot endure your tears.” He picked me up and walked to the adjoining bathroom suite where he set me on my feet. He stripped me slowly, kissing each part of me as it was revealed. By the time he’d removed my boots, I had to hang on to his shoulder so I wouldn’t tip over.
“Why am I naked and you are not?”
He grinned. “Because your body is far more beautiful than mine.”
I kissed him for that, even though he was one hundred percent, totally and completely wrong. I wouldn’t tell Kovo. I’d tell the beast. He wouldn’t argue. He would be proud that I found his body to be perfect.
I stepped into the showering unit and started the water, getting it warm but not too hot. I had no intention of getting out any time soon. I lifted my face to the spray and washed away the remnants of my tears. I didn’t want to taste them. I wanted to start over. Right now. Just me…and him.
A large body pressed into me from behind. His palms came up under my arms to cup my breasts. “You do realize this is a home owned by a warlord?”
“Of course.”
He turned me to face him, lifted me in his arms and placed my bottom on a small ledge I had failed to notice before. “What?” I looked around, stunned by how easily I remained in place. Kovo grabbed my arms, lifted them over my head and used something in the wall to hold me in place. I looked at him to find his cock was rightthere. Hard. Long. Ready for me.
I leaned forward as far as I could and took the tip—that’s all that would fit—into my mouth. He shuddered, then groaned. Pulled himself away.
“No. Not yet.”
I looked up into his eyes. “Why not?”
“The beast is hungry.” I laughed as he changed, the beast standing before me seconds later.
“Hello there.”
“Mine.”
He was definitely a one word kind of guy. I didn’t argue when he dropped to his knees and used his mouth on me, sucked on my clit, fucked me with his tongue.
I was so fragile, so shattered from the day that my orgasm hit me like a bolt of lightning, burning through me. I had nothing left that was strong enough to temper it. Draw it out. Deny it control.
He filled me before I’d recovered, the slow thrust of his huge cock making me come again.
“Mine.”
“Fuck, yes.”
