I knew what I wanted. I just wasn’t sure how to ask for it without sounding desperate…even if I were. Last night had been the best experience of my life, but I wanted more. I wanted to feel Alyx inside me. I wanted to be dominated by him. I wanted him to make love to me until there were bruises to mar my now unblemished skin. I knew that all I’d have to do was say the word and he’d take me back to bed and keep me there all day long. Perversely, I couldn’t bring myself to ask.
“I know how badly I failed you, Kailar,” Alyx continued softly. “It will never happen again. I’ll help you rescue your brother, and we’ll spend the rest of our lives finding opportunities for me to make it up to you.” He traced a finger along my jawline and moved over to my tangled hair and twisted that finger in the long, multi-colored strands. “Let me love you this morning, Kailar,” he said. “Please, darling. I need to be inside you.”
I needed to feel him inside me too. I needed to experience all the pleasures of life I could, because I feared what was going to happen when I confronted my mother. I could pout a bit longer, though, which I thought might be a good idea…if I weren’t so pressed for time and living on an extremely tight timeline.
“There’s nothing I want more.” I whispered. “But don’t go wild on me, like I did with you last night. I…I haven’t done this before.” Fuck, I hated admitting that. I hated revealing that even without memories, my body had known that I was waiting for someone special—someone like Alyx.
“I’ll make it good for you, sweetheart,” he murmured in my ear, causing a shiver to race through me.
“First,” I purred, rolling over to straddle him. “Let me make it good for you.”
*****
I knelt down between his legs and pulled back the blanket, which put that huge cock right in front of me. Now that I had a chance to really see and appreciate it, I could see how long and thick he was. I took a deep breath and put my hands on his thighs. My lips parted as I gazed for a long moment at Alyx’s beautiful cock, red and straining and perfect. Gods, but the man was gorgeous. His shaft bobbed eagerly in front of me, as if anxious for me to be getting on with things. I gripped the base of it and bent my head, sucking just the tip into my mouth, gently, my chest rising and falling with shallow breaths. I wanted to make up for the way I’d treated him—I wanted this to be good for him, in case it was the last time. Maybe I wanted to leave him something to remember me by, a time when there were no recriminations falling from my mouth, a respite from all the bitterness inside me.
I heard him groan my name long and low and glanced up to see him lounging back against the pillows, his eyes closed in bliss. He didn’t thrust against my mouth, but tightly controlled his body, holding himself still for me to pleasure him.
I dipped my tongue into the slit and I could taste him as a few drops spilled out, the flavor of the salty beads of his come bursting on my tongue. It was suddenly almost unbearably arousing. This magnificent man—this man who had abandoned me—was spread out wantonly before me, his head back, his legs open wide, offering up his thick, gorgeous cock to me. I ran my tongue up the blue, throbbing vein on the underside of the shaft reverently. The skin was velvet in my mouth, his shaft pointed arrogantly upward and hard as the coral in the reefs near my old home. I lifted his balls in my hand, getting used to the sweet heft of them.
Kneading and massaging them gently in my hands, I kept going until he put back his head and moaned softly. I felt a rush of power. I moved my tongue up and down the shaft, slowly at first, while one hand continued to knead his balls. I soon fell into a rhythm, enjoying watching him slowly come apart. Finally, I engulfed his cock with my mouth and sucked him to the back of my throat. Alyx moaned aloud and put his hands on my head. Not forcing me but holding on.
Alyx’s chest rose and fell rapidly with every breath now as I increased the pressure and speed and moved my head rapidly up and down on his cock. I ran my teeth gently over the sensitive head, dipping for a moment with his tongue into the Atlantean’s slit before continuing down. He began to gasp for breath, and he thrust upward one time as if he couldn’t help himself. I took my hand off his balls and moved it to his hip, holding him down with easy strength. He opened his eyes in surprise and looked directly at me, his eyes slightly dazed.
“We’re going to talk later about how you know to do this so well,” he gasped.
I pulled my mouth away and kissed the tip of his cock, trying to hide my smile. “I watched a lot of porn late at night on my computer as a kid.”
“I thank the gods for it,” Alyx mumbled, closing his eyes again. I had just bent back to finish him off when he surprised me by pulling me up and flipping me over to my stomach. He leaned into me, and I could feel the man’s huge erection burning into the side of my hip. “But it’s my turn to pleasure you, sweetheart,” he said in my ear, and I couldn’t help shuddering deliciously as chills ran all through me.
Alyx leaned over me and smiled and then lowered his head to kiss my lips voraciously, leaning me backward and moving a hand down to cup one of the cheeks of my ass. He ground his erection against me, then drove his tongue deeply into my mouth, sweeping across the inside of it, tasting and claiming me. Had I thought for one minute that I’d been taking control of the situation? If so, I’d been wrong right from the start. This was a tender assault, but it was an assault, nonetheless. I was being patiently and thoroughly claimed, and there was nothing I could do but accept it. Nothing else I wanted to do, anyway. I was as much his as he was mine.
Alyx brought one hand down between us to clench my cock, stroking it with a devastatingly tender yet firm grip. He was determined to bring me pleasure and have me reach a climax and he wasn’t taking no for an answer, but at the same time, he wasn’t brutal or rough. I squirmed underneath him and moaned against his mouth. I could feel my eyes glazing over, and my hands fell on his shoulders, as I tried to twist my body away, just for a brief respite. I was showing him too much and giving too much away. I wasn’t sure I wanted him to know how much I loved this—loved him. He removed his hand from my shaft only to pick me up by my hips and turn me over to face him and straddle his lap. He fumbled for some oil beside the bed and stroked it on my liberally. When I gasped aloud, he took my mouth again, filling it with his tongue. I could only hold on tightly, clenching and unclenching my hands. I knew we didn’t need condoms like the men on the porn videos always used, because we were both magical creatures and had no human diseases.
Alyx resumed his seductive assault, seemingly intent on tearing down all my defenses and leaving me no safe refuge, no way to fall back and regroup. No way to deny how much he meant to me. His hand gripped me again and he dipped his thumb into my slit, farther than anyone had ever done so, and my hips came up off his lap. He swallowed my gasps of discomfort along with my breath. He pulled back long enough to allow me to take a quick breath, smiling at me and then resumed the kiss, destroying my last defenses with it and sweeping them away.
I felt him slip his free hand under my hips and push one finger up inside me, crooking it, looking for the little bundle of nerves he knew would finish this. It burned even with the lubrication, but as he found it and swept his long finger over it, a final and devastating assault, I jerked my hips and gave a loud cry. I began to come uncontrollably, spurting up onto his chest and onto the bed. He milked me to completion, and then, as my head fell down onto my chest, he cupped my face and kissed my lips—a lover’s kiss, sweet and gentle, nudging my lips open with his tongue and then biting down gently and teasingly on my lower lip. He raised one hand to cup the back of my neck and hold me in place. I tried to shrug him off, but his other hand went back down to my balls, massaging them gently. I surrendered and relaxed into the kiss with a soft sigh. My arms twined around his neck seemingly of their own accord. I sighed into his mouth like a teenage girl with her boy band crush.
Several minutes passed while Alyx was quiet, rubbing my back gently as I tried to calm down. Finally, I was aware of him reaching for a bottle beside us on the bedside table again. He uncapped it, then held it out to show me. I repositioned myself, spreading my legs out farther and bending lower. I could do this. I knew it would probably hurt when he penetrated me with his cock—I’d seen enough porn to know that. I would do this for him though and simply endure it until it was over. But he continued to prepare me. An oily finger slipped inside me as I groaned in surprise. Why did this feel so good?
I felt another finger slip inside me, while at the same time, Alyx took my aching shaft in his hand and began to slide his fist up and down. I thought I’d be too sensitive and hate it, but somehow, I was getting hard and leaking again, and I hadn’t even realized it. I heard himself make a whimpering noise I didn’t think I’d ever made before and relaxed into his grip. Another finger slipped in, the third one, and I groaned at the burn and the feeling of being too full. He increased the speed of his hand on my shaft and since the fingers in my ass weren’t moving for the moment, I allowed myself to relax again and concentrate on my cock and what was happening to it. When the fingers inside me began to move again, nerve endings I didn’t know I had sprang into life. He touched my prostate again, and I squirmed and moaned. What was he doing to me?
The fingers pulled out, but before I could complain I felt something big and hard press against me. Alyx’s cock had taken the place of the fingers. He eased himself just inside, and I shifted and groaned, but pushed back for more. “That’s it. Bear down, baby. It will make it easier.”
A soft kiss dropped on my shoulder. He slid in hard and fast and then held still, making me feel stuffed and aching, yet strangely excited. He wasn’t moving, just letting me get used to feeling so full. I reached a hand to touch his face, wanting to connect with him. He kissed it and whispered to me. “Relax for me, baby. The worst is over now. I’ll try not to hurt you.”
I began to breathe again, and the pain lessened, then morphed into something far sweeter. Alyx began moving with slow thrusts, pulling out and pushing back in so slowly I felt every inch of him. He angled his hips so that my sweet spot was being caressed with each stroke, and I pushed backward into it. The sensations were coming too fast for me to process them, and I gave myself over to the pleasure completely. I began to get lost in the rhythm of it and climaxed again at the same time I felt a wet explosion deep inside me before he eased himself out and fell over on the bed beside me.
I put my head against his chest, surprised at how much I wanted to stay close to him. His hand fell onto the back of my head, caressing me, and we both drowsed in the sun that was now streaming in the window.” His hard length was warm and comforting against me, and I gave myself permission not to think what was still to come and what I knew I had to do. I allowed myself to relax gently into sleep.
Chapter Nine
I woke up only about an hour later. Even with the comforting touch of Alyx’s hand on my chest, fear of my immediate future caused trembling to wrack my body. More than the future though—more than anything—I feared for my brother’s safety. I feared seeing my father again and, more importantly, I wasn’t sure what my reaction to him would be.
Memories had streamed back into my consciousness and as I lay in bed, they danced around in my mind. My family had been so happy once. I had hero worshipped my father and adored my mother. I thought she loved us too.
I was angry, and there was no doubting that. He’d betrayed me as badly as my mate. Unwilling to wait any longer, I impatiently sat up in bed, which roused Alyx.
“I thought Keion was coming back to give us travel details.”