“I need more,” Arin whispered, running her thumbs over his sensitive points. “Give me more.”
She’d turned into a lustful, carnal creature, her mind and body completely possessed by him. She couldn’t think of anything else but giving him pleasure and gaining it in return, and that turned her into a woman possessed as frantic need swept over her.
Rykal slowly withdrew his fingers, eliciting a low, animalistic growl from Arin. They were almost upside-down now, but she didn’t care. She was barely aware of her surroundings.
She grasped his magnificent cock and guided him towards her, teasing her entrance with its glistening tip, rubbing it against her clit. The sensation nearly made her howl. Instead, she whimpered. Rykal let out a deep cry and slammed inside her, the ridges of his cock grazing over her clit.
The sensation sent her already saturated arousal into overdrive, and a new feeling worked its way into her core, a tension that made her grip him tightly with her legs and fuck him hard as they twisted slowly in the air.
Her only anchor in this gravity-deprived place was him, so she clung to him like a demon as they went crazy for one another. Rykal didn’t hold back any longer. He used his powerful limbs to keep her exactly where he wanted her, thrusting his hips as their lean, sinuous bodies collided and eventually became one.
Arin lost all awareness of time and place. All she knew was that her pleasure was building, and as they moved together, entwined, she took more and more from him, and he demanded the Universe from her, and he took it.
And in return, he gave her release like she’d never known.
The orgasm ripped through her like wildfire. She stiffened and arced her back as Rykal fucked her relentlessly, increasing his rhythm as she yelled out and gave full-throated voice to her climax.
In the depths of space, one could be as loud as one pleased.
Rykal pushed her harder, his breath coming in harsh rasps as he consumed her, his powerful body wrapped around her. Arin slid her fingers up his muscular back and neck, winding them into his silky-soft hair as he thrust deeply inside her, moving faster and faster until Arin was quivering all over again, and one orgasm became two.
This time, Arin howled to the stars and back as Rykal came with her, crying out her name.
His lips were on her again, planting fierce kisses all the way from her mouth to her collarbone, his tongue feathering over her skin, which was now slick with sweat. He licked the spot where he’d marked her, and Arin relaxed against him, curling her arms around his neck.
She was completely, utterly spent, and she felt brilliant.Arin stretched as Rykal held her tightly. They were drifting slowly through the cabin, and Rykal was smiling.
It was a soft, gentle smile, without the hard, glittering edge she was used to seeing. This smile touched his golden eyes and made her insides melt all over again.
This smile transformed his features, making him seem almost boyish and innocent, even though he was anything but, even though his fangs peeked over his lower lip, a clear reminder of his alienness.
“How is this possible?” she asked, luxuriating in his warmth and nearness, still half-amazed that this being, who could cut through metal walls and survive rocket blasts, was all hers.
“I learned long ago not to ask things likewhyorhow. If it’s good, just accept it.” He placed his fingers under her chin, tilting her face up so that he was looking straight at her. “And we are beyond good together.”
“Mm.” She couldn’t deny it. Even though they were supposed to be enemies, this thing between them had grown until it was an entity of its own. “I used to question everything, but after a while, I stopped. Being in the military does that to you.” She traced her fingers down his cheek, which was warm and dry. Apparently, Kordolians didn’t sweat. “But when it comes to you, I have to ask questions, because I need to know you. Whatareyou, Rykal, and how can you be this way with me? I thought all Kordolians were hell-bent on conquering the Universe and enslaving all other races. Aren’t you supposed to be cruel and ruthless?”
He kissed her on the lips, long, slow, and hard. “I can be,” he said, with a certainty that sent a tiny chill through her. “I have been cruel in the past. I will probably be cruel in the future. But not to you. Never to you. We protect our own, and now that you’re mine, even the fucking Empire itself can’t come between us. I might be a wretch, but I know how to take care of what’s mine.”
Mine.He declared it as if it were the most natural thing in the Universe.
The enormity of it made Arin’s heart flutter. It was both terrifying and exhilarating. “I would do the same for you,” she confessed, although she had no idea what she could possibly protecthimfrom.
He kissed the top of her head. “I know you would. You’re a natural protector.”
Arin shook her head. “You give me too much credit. I just try and do what’s right.” She didn’t mention the persistent sense of failure that dogged her; she was a misfit who should have been sitting in some cushy officer’s position back on Earth.
If everything had gone to plan, she would be following in her mother’s footsteps, but instead, she’d been relegated to a floating backwater called Fortuna Tau.
Ever since her demotion, she’d felt a constant need to prove herself; she’d forced herself to be faster, stronger, and more hardworking than the rest of the peacekeepers on that ill-fated mining station.
It hadn’t been enough.
What was it her mother had called her again?
A colossal fuck-up.
So what? You’d better stop ruminating, Varga.
