I wouldn’t admit it to him, but I liked him that way. There were times when my mind just wouldn’t stop and I needed him to take charge, to make it all go away. There was nothing more focusing than a swat on the ass or a little playful tug on my nipple.
I licked my lips as I eyed his cock, which pulsed. My gaze met his and I saw the dark, aroused look I loved so well. His cheeks were ruddy, and while his hands weren’t clenched into fists, I could see his muscles going taut. It was costing him to remain still when I was naked before him.
I understood completely.
Settling myself on my knees beside him, I took the base of his cock in a firm grip and licked the fluid up off the tip.
His body jerked as if he’d been shocked.
“Gods, woman, you’re going to kill me.”
I lifted my head away from his cock to look up his body at his narrowed eyes. “It’ll be a good way to go, won’t it?”
Yes, I was taunting. It wasn’t my smartest move because he wasn’t just a man. Inside him lurked a beast who really, really enjoyed fucking with wild abandon. I didn’t want the beast right now, but I did so love to ride the razor’s edge. I welcomed the challenge. I wanted to push Nyko, test his control.
But not too far. This time, I didn’t want wild. I wanted slow and tender. I missed my mate. I needed to feel connected to him more than I needed half a dozen orgasms as the beast growled and pumped into me. I loved the beast, the crazed passion he made me feel. But I needed more this time, the knowledge that there was nothing keeping us apart. We were home now. This was a new start where there were no Hive. Nor my mother. Nor any commanding officer telling us what to do. Just me and Nyko in our own magical kingdom.
Right now, in this moment, I was in control. And so I didn’t waste it. I took the swollen crown into my mouth and licked it like an ice cream cone.
Nyko’s taste made my mouth water, made me want to take more of him.
I did. Yes, he was letting me, but I also had his cock in my mouth. If I asked him to go steal the Battleship Karter in this moment, he’d go and try. When he hissed out his breath and one of his hands tangled in my hair, I knew he was all mine.
He didn’t have to give me control. With his cock in my mouth, he was mine. I ruled his body and his heart.
I was the only one who could do this to him. I raised and lowered my head, taking him deeper and deeper each time as I swirled my closed fist. There was no chance I could take that many inches into my mouth, even if I were a porn star. He was just too big. The way his hips bucked and growls rumbled from his chest, he didn’t seem to mind.
I could feel heat radiating from his skin and I knew it wasn’t from fever. It was from his need.
His need for me. The thought of that made me wet. I was so ready for him. While it had only been hours since we’d been together last, so much had happened. He’d watched me almost die, battled the Hive, chosen a home and been forced to wait. Doctor Helion had not been amused when relaying a warning to me, one I was supposed to pass along to my mate. The I.C. did not tolerate death threats.
When I just laughed in the doctor’s face, he’d broken down with a grin and told me to get the hell out of there and keep my mate as far away from the I.C. as possible. I’d sacrificed, but my mission was a success. The Coalition now had one of the Nexus units to study, and I had a mate who I would spend a lifetime beside with no regrets. The implant was gone. I was healed. When I ran my fingers over the place where the implant had been for long weeks, I felt nothing. No lump, no raised or puckered skin of a scar. No pain. I loved space medicine. Barely any recovery time meant I could suck my mate’s cock right now instead of healing in a hospital.
“Megan,” Nyko growled.
“Mmm?” I asked, knowing the vibrations of that one little sound would destroy him.
Before I could blink, I was off his cock, lifted in the air and tossed onto my back. I looked up at a wild Nyko. Not the beast, but the Atlan male. He was breathing hard and his eyes were almost black. The intensity I saw there had my nipples tighten. The muscles in his arms and shoulders bunched as he clenched and unclenched his fists. His cock was glistening from my mouth and was so swollen, so ready. Beneath, his balls hung heavily. Feeling daring, I reached beneath him and took them into my palm. He shuddered, pushing into my grasp.
“Nyko?” Shit. How was I supposed to bring this up? It wasn’t a conversation I’d ever imag
ined having.
He heard something in my voice and the arousal slipped from his face, quickly replaced by concern. “What? What’s the matter?”
I reached up, stroked his cheek, felt the soft stubble. “Nothing is the matter. I’m fine. But I wanted to talk with you about something.”
He exhaled and most of the tension left his body. Moving over the bed, he settled half on top of me, resting his weight on his forearm. His leg settled between mine and the length of his body pressed hotly against me.
“You wish to talk now?” he asked, cupping my breast. My nipple was so sensitive and I watched as he stared at it. Transfixed.
“Doctor Helion—I asked him—I—”
His gaze lifted to mine and he stilled. “I will destroy him if he hurt you.”
“No. I’m fine. I’m just not—I want—god this is impossible.” Tears of frustration gathered in my eyes and Nyko groaned softly when he saw them. How was this happening? I could lure a Hive into a cave, charge onto a battlefield, but I couldn’t tell my mate the truth of my own heart? Shit. Fighting was easy. Love? Trust? Vulnerability was hard.
“Tell me.” He kissed me, soft and slow, and I felt the coiled power in him, the iron control he commanded for me. He would do anything for me. I knew it, felt it deep down in my bones. I was being a coward.