Nothing was left but a mess of want and need. My desperate want to make it so Brone never lifted his head from between my thighs and my need for him pushed him over that final ledge. Hands or toys had never made me feel this way.
And I knew I could never go back.
My fingers dug into the bedding, my hips moving in time with the thrusts of his tongue, wanting him even deeper.
“So sweet,” he growled. “Never want to stop.”
“Please,” I begged, “so close.”
The pad of one of his fingers brushed over my clit before he pressed down a bit harder and my vision went white, blinding pleasure shooting through my veins. Tumbling over the edge, I cried out, a pleased rumble mixing with the sound of my cry.
Someone was happy with himself.That was my first coherent thought as I floated back to myself, my hands loosening their death grip on the sheets.
“You should be.”
“I should be what?”
Had I said that out loud?Whoops. I threw an arm over my face, letting out a sigh, suddenly shy.
The bed dipped, and a hand gripped my arm, gently pulling it away to reveal a blazing set of blue eyes staring at me.
Brone’s eyes were glowing, shining so bright I almost had to look away. His lips and chin glistened within the blue hue. He was wearing the physical signs of my pleasure on his face, and the grin he was sporting told me he was damn proud of it.
The ripple of shyness vanished. I had loved tasting him, loved the feeling of him hitting my tongue. Why shouldn’t it be the same for him? I matched his grin. Reaching up, I used my finger to brush my wetness off his chin and lips and his tongue shot out, wrapping around it and licking it clean.
“Happy with yourself. That was…” I struggled with finding the right words. “Perfect. Wonderful. Processor melting.”
He cocked his head. “You don’t have processors.”
My grin grew wider. “Well, If I had any, they would have melted.” Lifting my head, I pressed a hard kiss to his lips, tasting the faint traces of myself on his mouth. “Into goo, Brone. They would have melted into goo.” Much like my heart. This massive cyborg had no idea he’d turned me into a pile of mush.My walls had been obliterated and I was now on the battlefield waving a white flag.
Hell, I burned the flag. No more fighting. I was all in.
His eyes flashed. “Then you found my performance satisfactory?”
I flung my arm around his neck, tugging his frame down. With a quick roll, I found myself sprawled out on top of him.
“Didn’t want to crush you.”
I hadn’t even thought about his size, I had simply wanted his body pressed against mine. His circuits never stopped making sure I was safe.
I think I am falling in love with you. I didn’t say it. Not yet. But soon. I crawled up his frame until I straddled his chest, my hands reaching to cup his cheeks as I put my forehead against his. “I don’t think I can give you up now,” I whispered.
“Good thing I don’t want to ever be free of you. I am yours, Nara. Today. Tomorrow. For always.” He slipped free of my grasp and kissed my forehead. “You have me. Youhaveme, Nara.”
I would do everything in my power to make sure I didn’t lose him.
Brone
The Cabin
Iheld Nara to me, not quite believing this moment was real. Life could be cruel. Would I wake up to discover this had all been a dream? No. Her warm body was pressed to mine, the taste of her still on my tongue.
This was real.
She was real. My female. The one I had waited for. The whole Global Allegiance could drop down on top of us, and I would rip them apart before I let them take her.
A loud knock on the door startled me out of all the murderous plans for the Global Allegiance running through my head.