Miners of Djaromir: Matrix
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Rubbing one hand up and down her back, he soothed her. “You know the rules. Slow and steady, mate. Almost there. Just a bit more, and then I’ll fuck you good and hard. Can’t hurt you…”
“’Trix,” Veruca cried, dropping her shoulders completely to the container propping her up and tilting her hips back. “Please,” she begged almost incoherently as her hand continued to work and pump into her pussy from below. “I’m almost there. I need you to move.”
Matrix snarled as the early tremors of her orgasm began to work up and down his shaft. “I’m going to fill you up, mate.” The promise was punctuated with the smack of his balls against the fingers she still had working in her pussy.
Veruca screamed in pleasure as he began to shaft her hard and long, every so often allowing the head of his cock to stretch her tender opening each time before plunging back deep inside. Biting his lip, he tried to hold back his own culmination as he felt her tighten again. The pain wasn’t enough to distract him from the overwhelming pleasure of his little obsession’s perfect ass as she wrung him dry, his cock jerking and pulsing as it emptied deep.
“Perfect,” he mumbled against the curls tumbling around her head and back in silky coils, only held back by the headband she was wearing that was somehow still in place. He smiled remembering how adorable she’d looked when he’d arrived in their apartment to find her fretting over what to wear to the gates. Fully clothed, except for the skirt hiked up about her hips, his mate had been prepared to meet the new volunteers when he’d dragged her here instead.
“Messy,” she giggled breathlessly with a wiggle of her ass. Giving him a sassy look over her shoulder, she winked. “But I agree, perfect.”
“We need to clean up or else we will be late,” he said without moving, despite his words. He knew the others were most likely waiting on them, but he didn’t want to move yet…or ever, considering how much he loved being inside his mate’s tight little body. “Or, more late, considering we’re already late to begin with.”
“Late?” Veruca yelped as she pushed against him, urging him to move. “How late?”
“Really late,” he answered, trying to remember how long it had been since he’d carried her into the tunnels.
“At least tell me you brought a towel or something this time.” Veruca grimaced as she took a step away from the container he’d tossed her over moments before. Holding up her long skirt, she displayed her glistening thighs.
“Of course, my obsession.” Holding out the small cloth he’d brought along with the oil, Matrix helped her clean up before tending to himself.
“That will have to do, since we don’t have time for a bath.” Patting her curls, she gave him a bright smile. “Do I look okay?”
“Perfect, mate.” Cupping her bright cheeks, he gave her a quick kiss.
“None of that,” she teased, swatting at him and ducking away before he could deepen the connection. “We have to go.”
Matrix shook his head but allowed himself to be pulled along behind her. The tunnel he’d chosen for their little adventure was on the way to the gates, which meant they wouldn’t have far to walk.
“Tabitha is still going back, right?” she asked for what seemed like the hundredth time today as they moved closer to the gate where the others were gathered waiting for them.
“As of a few hours ago, she was still without a mate,” he answered with a nod. Gesturing to the group in front of them, he pointed her out. “And it looks as though she is packed and ready to go.”
“Thank God,” Veruca breathed before giving him a guilty look. “I know that every male here deserves the chance at a mate, but I can’t lie and say it makes me sad to see her go.” Shaking her head, she looked at the woman who had plagued her often the last few weeks. “She’s the worst.”
Matrix nodded. “I understand exactly what you’re saying,” he agreed. “The good news is that she will be gone in just a few moments and we will have ten new volunteers to introduce to Gunninng and the men here.”
“And then maybe we can go back to the tunnels?” she asked, leaning into his side with a wicked smile of her own.
“Absolutely,” he answered, tucking the furs around her shoulders and face to cover her more securely. “The gate will be opening in a moment, and I do not want you to be overly chilled,” he pointed out when she gave him a questioning look.
“I love you,” she whispered over the sound of the levers working to open the tall doors that guarded their tunnel city.
“I adore you, my obsession,” he murmured against the hand he brought to his lips. “Now stay here until we have the volunteers sorted, and then I will introduce you.”
Veruca nodded, giving him a push in the direction of the phaetrain that had just pulled into the safety of the cavern. Matrix yelled out commands to the men present, securing the area as they welcomed the vehicle full of volunteers who had just arrived and were looking around with wide eyes.
“This way please,” he called, gesturing for the women to follow him so his men could load up the cargo that was going back—Tabitha included.
“Are you the guy in charge?”
Matrix frowned at the hostility coming from the petite, light-haired human in front of him. Much shorter than his mate, she stepped forward until they were toe to toe and jabbed her finger straight into his chest.
“Whoa there,” Veruca interrupted, quickly coming over to where Matrix had stopped. Holding out her hands in an obvious effort to diffuse the situation, she gave him a curious look. “What’s going on?”
Matrix shrugged, unsure what had happened to prompt the female’s apparent anger towards him. Considering she’d literally just disembarked from the phaetrain, he had no idea what her issue could be.
“Is there something—”
“I want to see my sister, and I want to see her now,” the woman demanded, interrupting him before he could finish his inquiry. “Where is she?”
“Your sister?” Veruca asked, her expression as puzzled as he felt.
“Yeah, my sister.” The female folded her arms over her chest and thrust out her chin with a glare. “She signed up for this nonsense before I could stop her, and I’m here to take her home. Now…where are you hiding her?”
“Houston,” Veruca said, confusing him, “I think we have a problem.”
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Other works by Leora Gonzales
Warriors of Phaeton Series (Self-Published)
Bridal Pact
Bridal Bonds
Warriors of Phaeton: Dathrow
Warriors of Phaeton: Finch
Warriors of Phaeton: Hix
Warriors of Phaeton: Paine and Rowe
Warriors of Phaeton: Axis (coming soon)
Miners of Djaromir (Self-Published)
Miners of Djaromir: K’hor
Miners of Djaromir: Sparx
Miners of Djaromir: Matrix
Braving the Heat Series (Lyrical Press)
Melting Snow
Simmering Heat
Taming Fire
Still Burning
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