sting complete. He tugged on the chain between my nipples because he knew I liked it, even without asking. He knew I liked his hand spanking my bottom.
After a moment, he responded. “Yes, mate. I am yours.”
“Only mine.”
I would not travel across the universe for a mate to seek comfort in another. I could have stayed on Earth and been satisfied with Curtis.
“I will have no other, Natalie. You are mine.”
Exactly.
I fell asleep happy, smiling and sated, the gentle stroking of his fingers a balm to my bruised soul. This was heaven, all right. I’d travelled across the galaxy to find heaven…and fall in love.
Chapter Six
Roark
“Wake up, gara. I haven’t worn you out that much, hmm?” I lay beside Natalie and was propped up on my elbow, gazing at her. She was beautiful in her sleep, especially since I knew the reason for her weariness. I’d done this to her. I’d worn her out with too many orgasms. Too much fucking.
I’d never gone twice like that before, but when I’d come the first time, my cock just wasn’t done. It didn’t soften, not even a little bit, not even after filling her to the brim with seed. My cock wanted more and so I’d flipped her over and had her again.
I nuzzled my nose down her long neck, breathing in her personal scent and the musky aroma of fucking. She murmured and tilted her head for me to continue, but didn’t awaken.
“How have you done it?” I murmured aloud, speaking to Natalie, but more to the universe at large. The family medallions affixed to the chain rested on her smooth belly. Seeing them on her was powerful, intense even. I never imagined I would be this possessive, this protective of a female, an alien Earth female, who I’d just met.
The match was incredible. I felt a connection with her that went so much deeper than slaking my physical needs in her body. I needed her. Needed something that only she could give me, and fucking? That was how I could get inside her and be a part of her. I needed to be part of her.
“You are mine, Natalie Montgomery from Earth. I didn’t really want a mate, but—”
Her eyes came open then. Of course, right then.
“You didn’t?” she asked, blinking once, then again, a worried look coming over her face.
I stroked my hand over her cheek. “You didn’t let me finish. I didn’t really want a mate. My mother felt it was time to continue the line.”
Her pert nose crinkled. “Your mother? How can you speak about your mother when we are naked?”
I couldn’t help but smile. “I will finish this, then speak of her no more this day. I agreed to a mate, for it was time, and if the brides program could find the perfect female for me, then it was… efficient.”
She laughed and rolled her eyes. “Efficient?”
Running a hand over her hair, I collected it into my palm, closed my fingers, then tugged, tilting her head toward me. Her eyes opened wide at the dominant action.
“Do not roll your eyes at me, mate. Any other time and you would be over my lap.” I paused, let that sink in. “To answer your question, yes, efficient. I needed a female to breed and I received one via transport. You. But I didn’t expect to find a mate for my cock, my heart. My soul.”
Her eyes went from surprised to gentle.
“You… you feel it, too? I was afraid to say anything. It’s so soon,” she whispered.
I released her hair and moved over her, pressing some of my weight into her, feeling every soft inch. Her hard, pebbled nipples pressed against my chest. I felt the curved rings, the line of chain, the medallions.
“I feel it. The intense pleasure being inside you. The need to join together. I want to crawl up inside you and never leave.”
She laughed and I loved seeing the way her whole face softened and came alive. “I don’t think you’ll fit.” Lifting her hand, she stroked down my cheek, feeling my beard. “Your cock will do.”
“And my seed.”
Her cheeks flushed. “You’re so adamant about your seed being in me.”