If I left Earth, left Ethan behind, would she fade away? Would I go back to normal?
No leave! Mine!
Gods, now she wasreallyangry. I could hardly argue with her logic when his naked body pressed into us with a possessivestrength we craved, and his hard cock was still deep inside us. The scent of his seed made my beast ravenous for more. The taste of his skin was addictive. I’d had his cock in my mouth, tasted his body, his kiss, his seed, thought I’d pass out when his essence hit my tongue. The memory made me whimper, my pussy spasm around his cock.
“I love the sounds you make. So fucking sexy.” Ethan leaned his chest into my back, his hands wandering down from my breasts to the sensitive flesh between my legs. I didn’t think I had anything left to give him, but one flick of his finger on my clit and my pussy ached, swelled around his still hard length. “Come for me. One more.”
“I can’t.” Lie. I knew it as soon as the words left my mouth.
With a grunt that made my nipples pebble into hard peaks, Ethan’s mouth settled over the curve where shoulder met neck. He bit down, not hard enough to hurt, just to dominate. One hand worked my clit, the other slipped up over my cuffed wrists and pinned me in place.
My beast practically purred, her anger with me melting into submission to our mate. I wasn’t fooled. I felt her when she was homicidal, ready to rend flesh, tear Ethan’s enemies into pieces. But right now, she was his, and I had no choice but to surrender right along with her.
Realizing I didn’t want to fight his claim on us made me nervous even as my body responded to his gentle but insistent stroking of my clit.
I didn’t last long, too stimulated and tender by everything that had come before.
The orgasm rolled through my entire body like an avalanche rumbling down the side of a mountain and he held me up when my knees collapsed. A soft protest left my lips when he slipped his cock out of my body.
I felt abandoned. Bereft.
He chuckled. “Greedy. I like it.” He turned me around and kissed me softly. Gently. “I need some time to recover.”
He’d placed the keys to the handcuffs on a shelf in the shower. He grabbed them and set me free, rubbing the bright pink marks on my wrists with a frown on his face. “You’re hurt. I’m sorry. They were too tight.” After the wildness of our fucking, the tenderness made my eyes ache, tears gathering. Tears I hoped the shower would hide from him.
“No. It’s fine. I…” How was I supposed to admit that I’d purposely put pressure on the metal, needed to feel the cold steel dig into my flesh? “It’s my fault.”
This emotional upheaval was not normal, not for me. Not since I’d shed every tear in my body over my brothers. I didn’t cry anymore. It was useless. I had to be exhausted. I’d been tracking the Silver Scions for three years without a break. Commander Helion had recruited me mere days after Kovo’s execution and made me an offer I couldn’t refuse—a chance at vengeance. I’d joined the Intelligence Core and never looked back.
Fatigue had to be the reason I acted so out of character. The reason I wanted to curl into a ball and cry. The reason I could not bury the completely irrational fear that Ethan would stop touching me and never start again. Utterly absurd. I barely knew the male. Had just met him. I just needed rest. Sleep.
Sure, Lyra. Keep telling yourself that.
I held myself perfectly still as he rinsed me off and washed every inch of my sensitive skin. A more honest assessment was that I fought both to stay on my feet and to keep my hands off him. When he was finished, he led me into the adjacent sleeping room, the largest room on the upper floor, and started going through the owners’ things. Drawers. Closet. “Let’s see what we have to work with. I doubt these people will miss a couple pieces of clothing.” He glanced at me, the question in his eyes. “So,where are we? A safe house?” He looked around. “Awfully nice for a safe house, isn’t it?”
I wasn’t sure what he was referring to, so I told him the truth. “This home belongs to Clyde and Melissa Hanover. They are currently on an extended trip to Greece.” Accessing the humans’ primitive computation and data systems, what they called the internet, and finding this base of operations had taken a few minutes at most. I had three backup locations already selected as well. Just in case.
He pulled on a pair of soft gray pants that did nothing to hide his still swollen cock. “Well, shit. Clyde’s not my size.” The pants ended halfway down his calves and the soft material was tight across his thighs, hips and ass. I watched him reach for a dark blue, cotton T-shirt and bit back a protest as he covered his exceptional body with clothes. When the shirt hugged every curve and muscle in his chest, shoulders and back, I grinned.
Clyde was the perfect size. My opinion, of course.
I sat, naked, on the edge of the very large bed and watched Ethan in silence. This was the part where we had to talk. I was not good at talking. Not anymore. I was severely out of practice.
“You gonna put something on?” he asked. “I’m not going to be able to think if you don’t.”
I almost laughed. Almost. I didn’t particularly want him thinking.
“All right.” I wanted him holding me. Touching me. Kissing me. I wanted to crawl under the blankets on the large bed and sleep in his arms. I was exhausted. I had hidden my supplies downstairs. I’d been taking short naps, too paranoid to sleep. The Silver Scions had found me a few days ago. Tried to kill me. Sent assassins while I slept.
That was four days ago. Since my escape, I’d been moving to a new house every day, dozing in full armor, my torso spread out on a plush sofa in the front room. In fact, other than my initialreconnaissance, this was the first time I’d been on the upper level of the house. There was a full bathing room and everything else I needed on the main floor.
With a deep reluctance I didn’t want to examine too closely, I walked into the large closet and selected a button-down white shirt that looked like it might fit, or at least cover most of my thighs. I was tall, for a human female, much larger than the female who lived in this house. Her clothing would never cover me, so I chose one of the male’s larger items. I very much enjoyed the way Ethan’s gaze narrowed as he watched me button the shirt and cover my breasts.
“On second thought, that’s not much better.”
I slipped the shirt’s collar down over my bare shoulders. Exposed one naked breast.
“Fuck. Okay. Put it on.”
