CHAPTER 16
EDIE
The sound of the door opening jolts me straight up out of a dead sleep, and thankfully, I have enough sense to grab the blanket, or I’d have flashed everyone.
Tracy is all smiles when she sees where I am. “I was just checking on you. LeX said Falon was awake but didn’t mention that you all might be busy. I’ll just lay your extra clothes over here and we’ll catch up later, you shameless hussy!”
I practically growl at her as she runs out the door laughing. When I turn back to look at Falon, he’s all smiles.
“She is going to tell everyone.”
“Are you ashamed of me, little morsel?”
“NO! But ughh … who cares … I need to learn that …who cares! I’m a grown ass woman, and if I want to hump your brains out, it’s no one’s … or maybe it’s everyone’s business.”
Before I can say anything else, the door opens again, and in walks LeX and EvO. I literally duck under the cover and yellout, “Someone kill me now!” only for male laughter to echo throughout the room.
“Forgive us, we should have announced ourselves. Falon, we took the liberty of having Destiny recreate the garments that we had to cut from you, and once they are ready, we are requesting a formal meeting in the conference room with you and Edie. Our father, the Commander, is also waiting.”
“I had no idea you two were brothers. It seems I have a lot to learn about your world. I will dress and be with you shortly.”
Peeking through the blanket, I see EvO stick his hand out. Falon grips it in a warrior’s handshake. “We owe you our lives, Falon. Be at ease.” They leave the room right after that, and I sit up, Falon’s eyes instantly on my boobs.
“Hey, my eyes are up here, Mister.”
“I am good at multitasking.”
“Don’t give me that look, they are all waiting on you.”
“THEY can wait.” One minute I’m lying beside him, the next I’m beneath him. His mouth claims mine with a desperate hunger. His hard cock lays between us. I’ve seen it, wanted to touch it, but the reality of just how much bigger he is than me is almost overwhelming as his weight presses down on me. He scoots down, and that monster between his legs falls against my inner thigh, giving me the thrill of fear and anticipation.
“Tell me to stop little morsel, or I am going to devour you and then claim you for life.”
For once, I don’t hesitate and I jump off this cliff of uncertainty with my eyes wide open, praying he’s going to catch me. “I wantthe fairytale Falon, and I can’t think of anyone else I’d rather turn the pages with than you.”
His smile takes my breath away, but I can tell he’s fighting to hold himself back. “I won’t break Falon, I want you … all of you, the good and the bad.”
“Oh my mate, you have not seen bad yet.”
I can feel him positioning himself at my entrance, the blunt pressure of him against my slick, wanting flesh. He pauses, looking at me, giving me time to change my mind. When I just smile, he presses inside, the stretch intense, almost painful, but my body opens for him, accommodating his impossible size as he sinks deeper and deeper. He’s going so slowly, but no matter how many times I try to raise my hips up and pull him in fully, he continues his pace. Each inch he claims just brings me more pleasure. Finally, he’s fully seated, his hips pressed against mine as his forehead rests upon my shoulder.
“Falon!”
He laughs before he pulls back, then snaps his hips forward. I cry out, overwhelmed by the sensations and the fullness, as he moves in and out at that perfect angle that is sending sparks racing up my spine. Falon finds a rhythm all his own, and at some point, I’m just clutching at him, my body arching up to meet each thrust. The sound of flesh against flesh fills the room, and I swear I hear something fall somewhere.
Falon shifts his angle, lifting my hips off the mattress, and suddenly, he’s hitting something I didn’t even know was inside of me. Something so deep that it’s making stars form behind my eyes. He must be a mind reader because he drives into thatspot repeatedly, his pace relentless. I can feel my body climbing toward my own release in a way I’ve never experienced before.
This feeling runs deeper than mere physicality. I can actually feel his happiness, the build of his own climax as he’s concentrating on me, how my reactions are feeding his own. He slams forward and I feel the link, a sharp burn across my chest that has me screaming out as the pain and pleasure mix. I shatter into a million pieces, waves of happiness pulsing through me, only intensified by Falon’s. I have no idea where he ends and I begin, but I know this is what I’ve been searching for my whole life, the bond.
His possessiveness, the feeling that this is real, his love, it all hits me as I shatter along with him again as his release floods me. Then the wonder … the feeling of completeness, when I hear him whisper the words ‘MINE’.
CHAPTER 17
GINGER
I overheard Mandy talking to the girls about a hearing of some sort for Falon. Personally, I think they ought to give the guy a damn medal, but nothing sacrificed is usually ever rewarded. There couldn’t be a better man than my own husband, and even though he did everything they asked in the last days on Earth, the bastards still separated us after promising they wouldn’t! So, here we are, on completely opposite sides of the universe. They said the big shot that’s supposed to be helping us is on board, and I intend to find a way to talk to him no matter what.
It takes me a minute to sneak past the girls, and Lord knows I’ve been grateful to have landed some place where I was not the only human, but I need to know more about where we are going. I’m sure my husband and I are both sick of the half-ass answers.
