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Motok positioned himself between my thighs and pulled back, sliding the head of his cock back and forth along my slit. The velvet smooth crown pushed slightly inside me. His eyes nearly rolled back into his head as the expression on his face momentarily hardened. I felt him push slightly and pause as he panted, slipping a little deeper.

“Are you alright, my love?”

The fact that he said the human words so openly and with a level of truth I couldn’t ignore caused a gasp to leave my lips. “I’m okay.” I was more than okay. My entire core felt filled almost to bursting but it was an intoxicating and erotic sensation.

He began to move as his hips rolled, gliding back and forth as the movements let him sink deeper and deeper with every thrust. Soon he was completely seated within me and bottomed out. I could feel his heavy sack resting against my ass. Motok withdrew almost completely and then slammed back in with such a pleasurable stroke that I cried out as my fingernails slid down his back. His answering growl rumbled all the way down through his cock and I felt the ripple deep inside as I trembled.

My fierce warrior seemed to lose some of his control as his hips pumped wildly and I rose off the mattress to meet the wild and frenzied movements of his body. He held me tightly and placed sensual kisses against my lips, his arms caging me within his embrace. We couldn’t stop touching one another. Our fingertips caressed and kneaded as they explored, and our pleasure continued to grow. I felt on the precipice of something deep and life altering.

When his thick fingers rubbed my clit, I shattered my release and clamped my walls down around him so strongly I nearly screamed. Motok roared his climax and I swear I could feel jet after jet of his cum as it spurted and filled me, almost overflowing, and didn’t seem to stop for so long, I wondered if his species came like this all the time.

He collapsed and held my body close while he whispered sweet words and stayed lodged inside me. There was no rush to separate. I wanted to feel him, to stay connected on such an intimate level for as long as possible. If this moment never ended, I’d be completely content.

“Don’t pull away,” I whispered softly. “I still need you.”










Chapter 14 – Motok

My seed was burieddeep inside myVenyaand I selfishly hoped our night would bear offspring. Perhaps if I gave her my child, I would solidify a deeper bond between us, one that couldn’t be broken by interspecies laws and government interference. I stayed buried inside her as she lay in my arms and mycock– as the humans called the sexual organ – refused to soften for long. My lust and need were too strong. Soon I was hard again and began to move slowly, my hips gliding in a deliberate but languid rhythm. I’d never felt anything as warm and perfect as her wet, tight heat.

“Don’t pull away,” she whispered softly, her voice husky. “I still need you.”

I still need you.How I wished I could hear her say those words every day for the rest of my existence.

“My Kerra,” I breathed, temporarily forgetting that I shouldn’t voice the bond or our permanent connection aloud. She wouldn’t understand why I was leaving her when we arrived on Vindar. My hearts beat erratically, and I held her closer, plunging into her tight walls again and again as I stretched out the time that I could call her my own. Every thrust was felt through our bond as it grew stronger, solidifying our mating. Only once I had filled her again did I finally withdraw a little, hoping I kept every drop inside her sweet and tight channel. Her wet heat convulsed as her orgasm faded and a smile of contentment crossed her delicate features.

I had thoroughly claimed and bedded my mate.

Only theCosmoscould now intervene. Pulling her close and finally giving in to the lust, desire, and uncontrollable need to claim this female as my own, I was spent but happy.

Our vows were consummated, our bond complete.

I love you, Venya.

I couldn’t say it aloud, but I’d said it with every kiss, every thrust, and every caress of my hands. How I wished the words could be spoken as I gazed deeply into her eyes, but she would have too many questions and I would be unable to give the right answers.

“That was amazing, Tok.” Her breathless reply cut deeply. Was I only a fleeting moment of pleasure? Did she miss the strength of connection and the undeniable unity as we combined our bodies?