Deek
“How long do we have to stay?” I leaned in and whispered in Tiffani’s ear. Of course, my beast detected her womanly scent and I couldn’t help but kiss the side of her neck. “I won’t last long with you in that dress.”
“We’ve only been here thirty minutes,” she countered, turning her head so she looked right at me, but I could see the happiness in her gaze. My compliment had pleased her.
I’d have to compliment her often.
Her green eyes were enhanced by some coloring she had added to her face. Her dress matched the color of her eyes perfectly. When she’d come out of our bedroom in her dress I’d almost come in my pants. My beast had wanted to jump on her and fuck her right in the doorway.
In fact, we’d be in bed this moment, naked and sated if she hadn’t put up her hand and threatened me with death if I messed up her up-do. I had no idea what she was talking about until she pointed to the elaborate design of her thick brown hair. It was piled atop her head in a way that had taken her and Sarah more than an hou
r. I had no complaints, for it perfectly framed the sensual roundness of her face and made her eyes look as if they were much larger.
She looked like a fantasy. No woman this beautiful could be real.
But she was real. And she was fucking mine. Forever. I was the luckiest bastard in the universe.
She smiled at me and took my hand in her much smaller one. The small act made something tight loosen in my chest. Thank the gods, neither of us had any shame where our connection was concerned. That slight movement, her fingers entwined with mine, was as much a public claiming as the cuffs around her wrists. But she was claiming me. Standing beside me in a room full of strangers and declaring me her own.
I was a warlord and a commander. I’d been in so many battles they blurred in my mind, became a constantly running stream of agony, rage, terror and death. That had been my life. Until her.
I blinked, coming out of my thoughts to find her watching me with a tender smile on her lips. I saw acceptance in her gaze. Desire. Perhaps… did I dare hope? Love? Regardless, the look was a blatant invitation and had me shifting my cock in my pants and counting the minutes until we could leave the party so I could strip her bare and sink into her.
A mated Atlan couple approached. Carvax was their name, if I remembered correctly. I shook the warrior’s hand and introduced him to Tiffani, who was in turn introduced to his mate. It took all of two minutes, but when they turned away, my fake smile dropped.
“I hate these things. It was one reason I went into war and not politics.”
“But I thought you wanted to… show me off.” An impish smile had me wanting to spank her ass. “Those were your exact words.”
“I changed my mind. I want you all to myself.”
Her delighted laughter pleased me, as did the way her hand squeezed mine. “You are such a caveman.”
I did not know what a caveman was, but she smiled as she said it, so it was a good thing. “That dress does the showing off all by itself.”
She glanced down at her cleavage, which was too visible in her dress. “Double F in my skinny clothes.”
“What does that mean? I don’t understand. And I do not want a skinny mate. I like you the way you are.” Unable to resist, I turned her and pulled her into my arms. Lowering my mouth to her ear, I whispered, so none of the other guests would hear. “I like you soft and round. I like to sink into your body as I bury my cock in your pussy. I like the way your breasts shift when I fuck you. I like to watch your ass sway as I spank you with one hand and fuck you with the other.”
Her breathing changed and I smelled her body’s response, the wet heat that flooded her pussy at my words.
“Behave, Deek.” Her voice was filled with laughter.
“I told you, this damn party is going to take too long. I want you naked.” I lowered my hands to her hips and pulled her closer, so she could not miss the hard welcome of my erection.
“Sarah’s dress is more revealing than this,” she countered.
“Sarah’s cleavage is Dax’s problem,” I grumbled. “Resisting you is mine.”
“I don’t want you to resist.”
My beast growled at the blatant seduction in her words. My mate was temptation in physical form. When was this fucking party going to be over?
“Commander Deek.” A man cleared his throat and I reluctantly released my mate so we could both turn and greet the next who had come to congratulate us.
I tensed as I recognized Engel Steen and Tia. She was dressed in much the same manner as Tiffani, her dress a dark red and her large breasts on ample display. And yet, the beast could have been looking at a Hive soldier for all the interest it displayed in the other woman.
I shook hands with the older Atlan warlord. He was dressed in loose-fitting black and gold, his tunic and flowing pants fitting for a man of his stature, the same civilian garb I would now be expected to wear. Atlans were ever ready to fight, or defend our mates from a male in the throes of mating fever. I’d worn battle armor for so long, I felt naked in the dark gray and deep green clothing Sarah had ordered made for me so Tiffani and I would “match.”