I lowered one hand to the bed to brace my weight and used the other to wrap beneath her, looking for her center, the swollen clit I knew begged for attention.
She arched beneath me when I found it, her soft cries making my cock jump where it was buried deeply inside her. I stroked her without mercy, sliding in and out of her wet heat in a slow grind I knew would make her scream. I wanted to feel the walls of her pussy shudder and clench my cock in hot waves. “Come for me, mate. Come all over my cock. Remember, who rules you.”
She did come then, a scream ripping from her as her inner walls spasmed, milked me, pulled me in deeper, all but begging for my cum.
I couldn’t hold back, the hot sizzle of need too great. The hottest burst of pleasure dissolved my bones, temporarily blinded me. My balls tightened and then emptied, filling her with spurt after spurt of my seed.
When it was over, my body shook. I couldn’t hold myself up any longer and to keep from falling on her, I scooped Trinity into my hold as I fell to my side, tucking her in against my chest, my cock still deep inside her.
I might have come, but we weren’t done. Not yet. I was going to be inside her sweet body all night.
“Your cock rules me?” she asked, her tone a little caustic when she finally got her voice.
I chuckled and kissed the top of her head. “Based on the way you screamed just now, I’d say so.”
She put a hand on my arm where it rested over the curve of her waist, slid her fingers over the skin absentmindedly. “I guess you could be right.”
“You doubt, mate?”
“Maybe you’ll have to try again to make sure.”
I pulled out, tugged her so she was on her back and I was looming over her. Her eyes sparkled and she smiled brilliantly.
“It might take more than once,” I shared.
“It might,” she agreed, reaching up and cupping my jaw. “We have all night.”
“And in the morning, there will be no doubt by anyone who sees you—even that fucking consort—that you are my mate. Well-fucked and at my side.”
She just grinned and pulled my lips to hers. But I wasn’t finished. “We will have a formal mating ceremony.”
“Are you asking me to marry you?” She stilled beneath me, as if listening with her entire being.
“You are already mine, love. But yes. I want our mating recognized by the entire planet. I want your name linked with mine in the clerics’ archives. You’re mine, mate, and I want the whole fucking planet to know it.”
“You’re mine, too, you know.” She ran her hands through my hair, gently. A lover’s caress, and my entire body shuddered with need at her simple touch.
“I am yours. Always.”
“Yes, Leo,” she said so sweetly.
I dropped my head and took in one plump nipple. Sucked.
“Yes, Leo,” she said again, this time with a completely different tone.
3
Trinity, Two Days Later, The Royal Reception
This was a zoo, and I was the most popular attraction. When my cousin, Radella, had said she’d hastily arranged a reception for my arrival, I hadn’t expected this. Perhaps a small dinner, maybe even a drinks and hor d’oeuvres event with dignitaries and political people. But this…
Leo had tried to tell me what to expect—that everyone wanted to celebrate with me, be with me, see me… but I still hadn’t understood. I did now. Hundreds of people milled about a grand ballroom. One wall was completely open to the outside, which was good because it would have been stifling otherwise. I just had no idea how they’d gotten rid of one whole wall of the room. Alerans of all ages were dancing, drinking and eating. Coalition uniforms mixed with Aleran guard attire as well as formal garb for those not in service. Everyone had pulled out their finest from the backs of their closets and were partying like it hadn’t been done in a while.
Perhaps it hadn’t, since my mother had been gone for almost thirty years. She’d married my father a year before she fled to Earth, and I had to assume there had been some kind of ascension ceremony.
Out of everything she’d shared, of everything we’d planned, she’d never told me about that, so I asked Leo, who was practically glued to my side. “Yes, she had an ascension ceremony when your grandmother passed on and she became queen.”
He looked so handsome in his Aleran guard finest—all black with a Batman utility belt full of weapons and… stuff—and even more so now that everyone knew he was all mine. All that big, broad male belonged to me.