by Vi Voxley
"Is that so?" the harbinger groaned, but this time there was obvious strain in his voice.
"Zar!"
She felt like she was dropping from the sky. Suddenly the world flipped upside down and Ashley found herself on her knees before the warlord, quickly pulled against him, his lips claiming hers in a passionate kiss.
Ashley moaned, rubbing herself against him, wrapping her fingers around his thick cock and feeling how hard and hot Zar was. The harbinger groaned while Ashley cried out, more in surprise than anything else. Now, feeling how huge the cock in her hand was, she was beginning to think Zar was right to tease her more.
"On your back," Zar ordered and this time, Ashley was all too happy to obey.
She laid down, staring up at the warlord, panting heavily. Her pussy was trembling in need when she glanced at Zar's cock, looking like it would split her in half if he thrust it deep inside her.
"Spread those pretty legs of yours," the harbinger said and she did, trying to even out her breathing.
"Say you're mine."
A little while back, Ashley had been dreading that moment. She'd still been conflicted about what the future held for her and how far she dared to let things progress with Zar. Now, in the moment, the answer was there, pure and simple as anything else that was true.
"Yours," she said, trying to stop her voice from shaking. "Gods, Zar, I'm yours. Stop teasing me, I want your cock in me so badly it hurts!"
The victorious smile on Zar's face was at once the sexiest thing Ashley had ever seen, as well as telling her that it wasn't just lust that drove them to each other. There was a deep emotion under all the desire, burning brighter and hotter than any passion in Zar's eyes.
It burned only for her and no one else, until the end of the world.
The warlord laid down on top of her, his cock pressing against her pussy again. Ashley took a deep breath, but it didn't help much. When the huge member pushed slowly into her, she had to hold on to the sheets for dear life in the fear that Zar truly was going to break her in two.
"So fucking tight," the harbinger growled at her. "Have no fear, my love, I am made for you and you for me. From this moment on, you belong to me and I will fit your pussy for my cock."
My love, Ashley thought, wondering if that was a slip of tongue or a carelessly whispered truth.
In the next second, the thought was gone from her head, along with everything else as Zar thrust inside her with force that made her scream.
The bed rocked beneath them when Zar quickly settled into a ruthless rhythm.
Ashley's hands traveled over his wide, firm chest, the fingers tracing the curves of his muscles and brushing against the glowing diadon. She could barely make a sound other than heaving breaths, staring into Zar's eyes, loving the way he couldn't tear his away from her.
The clash of his body against hers filled the room with sounds at last, wet and hard and fast. Ashley cried out when his huge cock pressed deeper and deeper inside her with every motion until Zar was seated to the hilt, groaning when they were finally joined as one.
He kissed her and Ashley realized she'd taken a step she couldn't take back. She truly was his now, at least by Nayanor law.
She didn't feel anything other than joy and desire. Her nails dragged on Zar's smooth chest, urging him to go even faster, harder, pounding her into the bed as he'd vowed he would.
She bit her lip when one thrust knocked right at the core of her pleasure.
At once, Zar stopped, rising to his knees again, adjusting their position so her legs were resting on his thick thighs. The harbinger leaned down, capturing her chin in his grip, his deep hazel eyes burning as he held her gaze. The grip was unyielding but not painful.
Ashley held her breath, loving the way Zar moved his hips slowly against her, brushing against the spot in her pussy again and again.
"Never do that again," the warlord warned her. "I want to hear every little sound you make, every thought and desire that crosses your mind. They are all mine and I will have them."
Ashley moaned when a sharp thrust made sparks dance before her eyes. She fisted her hands in the sheets, trying to hold on, trying not to cum so soon when she wanted, needed more.
"Open your lips," Zar ordered, "I want to hear exactly how good you feel."
Ashley obeyed, her lips curling into a wide grin.
"You too, then," she whispered breathlessly. "I want to hear you."
"Still bargaining?"
The smirk on Zar's lips said he wasn't too upset at that, giving Ashley courage to press her luck just a little.
"Always," she said. "If I get to hear you, it's well worth it."
Zar supported his weight on one hand on the bed next to her, the other groping her breast, teasing her nipple. He resumed slamming into her, this time making sure he hit the spot every time, making Ashley scream until she thought she'd lose her voice.
"You feel so damn good," Zar grunted. "Gods themselves couldn't craft a female as perfect as you. I could fuck you every second for the rest of my life and it wouldn't be enough to feel that silky, soft pussy."
Ashley moaned, her orgasm approaching fast now that she'd been teased for too long. The last of her sense was quickly fleeing when simple pleasure rushed over her entire being. She was moving her hips to meet Zar's merciless thrusts, any modesty long forgotten. All she wanted was everything the warlord could give her.
"Just like that," Zar said, his deep voice faltering as he was quickly losing control himself. "So desperate for me. I will have you riding my cock every day until you get wet the second I walk into the room, aching for me to fill you with my seed."
Ashley gasped. With each passing second, the life Zar painted for them sounded less and less undesirable. She was beginning to imagine that way of living – being fucked out of her mind every day by the gorgeous warlord.
The man knew how to push her buttons like no one else, but Ashley found it surprisingly endearing. The constant fighting with him was turning her on and she didn't even need to ask if the feeling was mutual.
"Yes," she whispered. "Fuck me! There, yes, yes! Right there, please, harder!"
With a savage grin, Zar backed away and pulled her into his lap. Ashley let out a long, broken scream when she sank down on the warlord's hard cock. She clung to him, letting the harbinger move them both without any difficulty. Zar's strong, powerful arms were wrapped around her, pulling her down to meet his hard thrusts.
The pleasure was quickly becoming too much for her. The heat inside her was in sharp contrast to the goosebumps on her skin, making Ashley feel like her body had completely lost track of what was happening to her. All she knew was the intense, searing pleasure that wrecked her body.
Zar pounded into her, the deep groans turning Ashley on more and more. The warlord's face was now pressed against her chest, licking her nipples, pulling them into his mouth and sucking on them gently. The sensation sent pleasant thrills through her, going straight to her pussy which throbbed around Zar's cock.
They were both tumbling toward their orgasms fast. Zar's hands were slipping on her skin, holding on to her as they ran out of words and breath and any reason.
"I want you to cum in me," Ashley whispered, her eyes meeting Zar's dark ones and seeing the passion run wild there. "I want to feel your hot seed in my pussy. I need you to claim me, make me yours."
With a wild, rough snarl, Zar pulled her in for a hot kiss as he sped up to the point where Ashley was nothing but a doll in his hands. She stopped moving, no longer able to keep up with the merciless rhythm Zar set. Holding on to him, letting the warlord kiss every inch of her he could reach was all Ashley could do and even that seemed to be slipping away from her.
"Yes!" she screamed, her orgasm rushing to meet her so fast Ashley wasn't sure if she was cumming for first time or the thousandth as the pleasure washed over her. "Yes, gods yes! Zar!"
She cummed so hard it made her body tremble in Zar's grip. The deep groan told her the warlord felt
every little shiver of hers. Zar thrust into her, losing all control over the rhythm. He thrust deep into her, hitting the spot, making Ashley scream in his embrace, shuddering when the ecstasy filled her from head to toe.
The sensation was so powerful that for a long moment, Ashley barely had any idea where she was.
The only thing she knew was Zar's name, screaming it to the room filled with the sounds of their fucking.
She could feel Zar cumming too, spilling his seed into her pussy. The warmth filled her as Zar pulled her in for one last, gentle kiss. Their lips never left the other's while the rush of their orgasms slowly receded. Ashley moaned into the kiss, loving the way Zar's hands caressed her warm skin, the tiredness of the afterglow settling in.
Finally, Zar lowered her to the bed again, laying down beside her, running his hands idly over her naked flesh.
Ashley was satisfied with her breathing evening out at last, too exhausted to lift a finger. She saw the soft smile on Zar's lips, though. The first she could call a genuine smile, not a mischievous smirk or a grin.
It was that, above everything, which convinced her that she'd done the right thing.
Fate was a mysterious force whose way of thinking Ashley couldn't possibly even guess at. If Zar was the man for her, she decided it was well worth it to risk her heart.
18
Zar
Returning to Luminos wasn't exactly how he'd imagined it, in every sense of the idea.
With the Foront descending fast toward the Black Hall – and The Reaper – Zar was feeling many things he'd never experienced before.
The first and foremost of them was the sense of being complete.
It figured that a species as hostile to their own kind as Nayanors were wouldn't share details about their most sacred and private relationships. Zar had never understood how men he'd known all his life changed after they found their fated mates. Most of them explained it away with lust and the hope of their mate bearing strong sons to carry on their name – or at least they didn't deny the implications.
Now he knew better. After bonding to Ashley, claiming her as was proper, Zar felt a peculiar sense of belonging that surprised him.
He got the sense that not only did Ashley belong to him now, but he belonged to her as well.
It made him all the more reluctant to return to the Black Hall and present her to The Reaper. Standing by his side, waiting to board the hovership and head on to the Hall first, Ashley looked quite pale. Zar wasn't sure what the reason was, but he put it down to fear. She had a strong spirit, but he suspected that setting foot on Luminos for the first time would have scared any female.
"No one will hurt you there," he told her firmly. "You are my fated mate. It will take some time before everyone has had the chance to see you. The Black Hall is a gigantic maze of corridors and long halls. It is rumored that it is possible to live there without meeting someone who lives at the other end.
"Even so, you are wearing my colors. Nayanors and any female who has been there for more than a few weeks will know what that means. No one will dare to lay a hand on you, much less hurt you in any way."
Ashley looked at him, the concern now plain in her light stormy eyes.
She was absolutely stunning that morning. Clad in another dress, a black one this time, with dark green embroidery. His mate wore a warm, furry cape on top of that to protect her from the cold of Luminos. The long night was approaching fast, Zar had been told. The air was getting colder and the winds were rising.
The storm was coming.
He needed to keep that in mind as he progressed. The people of his domain, a hundred miles south of the Black Hall, would already be moving toward The Reaper's fortress, seeking shelter. They would bring almost everything they couldn't lose to take refuge along with themselves. Parents would also bring their young sons for Zar's evaluation, to see if they were fit to join the Foront's crew.
"I'm not afraid," Ashley said. "At least not for myself."
Zar laughed.
"For whom, then?" he asked. "I don't know what I can do to convince you I'm capable of defending you."
Ashley gave him a harsh look.
"It's not that," she argued vehemently. "Well, not exactly that. I don't doubt you want to keep me safe, I'm just worried about what that will cost you."
Zar's eyes narrowed now.
"What do you mean?" he asked. "Speak, now."
"Will you get in trouble for letting my friends go?" Ashley asked.
Zar stared at her. She looked so innocent, standing there, worried about him and his responsibilities. That was unlike the females he knew.
"You shouldn't concern yourself with that," he stated. "If I hadn't agreed to letting the females go, I wouldn't have let them. That's the end of it. For me and for anyone else who should ask."
Ashley nodded quietly.
Zar lifted up her chin, making his mate meet his gaze. Her big, beautiful eyes were still fearful, that was obvious to him.
"Listen to me," he said, his deep voice making Ashley stand at attention despite herself, he could see that from the glare. "I am Nayanor. It may not mean much honor and decency in your eyes, but I assure you I'm not going to let anyone get hurt for what you did. Trust me, Ashley."
She opened her mouth to say something Zar doubted was the answer he was looking for when the light in her eyes changed. He couldn't deny how deeply it affected him to see his mate nod quietly, the same female who fought him on everything long after she should have.
"I trust you," she said and there it was.
He was hers.
The weather was cold outside, as Zar had been warned.
He and Ashley sat at the back of an open hovership, flying slowly across the frozen fields of rock to the Black Hall. His mate was wrapped deeply into her cloak, nestled in his embrace, shivering slightly.
"If you want to, I can call a fighter to bring us there more quickly," Zar said.
"No," Ashley said and the smile on her lips told him she meant it. "I like it like this. You were right. Luminos is gorgeous. It looks to me like a place I'd like to visit if it wasn't for all the Nayanors."
He chuckled, already used to her way of saying exactly what she meant. The pilot of the hovership carefully didn't turn but Zar was keeping an eye on him. No doubt the man was The Reaper's spy, sent to see if he still had the balls to run his ship or if Ashley had taken over.
At that point, the harbinger couldn't bring himself to care what The Reaper thought. Ashley was looking around with wonderment in her eyes, admiring his home world.
Zar wished she could have seen it at some better time, but that didn't seem to bother Ashley. Her eyes were glued to the vast, towering mountains to their right, rising like walls of magma, black as obsidian. They were the mines where Nayanors got their most precious minerals – the diadons implanted in their chests and the secret metal that enabled them to open wormholes.
Even Zar didn't know what that was.
And The Reaper owned it all, making him the richest and the most powerful warlord on Luminos.
It was a shame, in Zar's mind, that he was the master of all the beauty he was seeing around him. The rocky, frozen surface they were driving over was only the plateau for the Black Hall, rising like a behemoth in front of them. The Hall had been carved to look as imposing as possible, with its black towers and long tunnels that looked like some ancient beast had laid down and died, becoming stone over time.
Further in the distance, the blue forests glowed, sparkling in the darkness. The bioluminescence of those forests was where the planet had gotten its name. From where they were, they could see the soft swaying of the trees in the growing winds. It looked like blue fires throwing sparks into the air when in truth they were leaves falling.
Zar wanted to take Ashley there when the long night passed. The way she was looking toward the forests with a longing smile on her lips and admiration in her eyes set something in motion in him. Another effect he hadn't expected. Females were
supposed to be mothers to Nayanor sons, yet the more he spent time with Ashley, the more Zar enjoyed simply seeing her be happy.
He wondered if it was a weakness he found in himself, if the female really was taking control of him, dismissing the idea in the next second.
There was nothing wrong about what he was feeling toward Ashley, of that he was certain.
"That looks very gloomy," Ashley said, pointing to the Hall. "I see where it got its name. Not exactly a place you'd call Fun Castle or something."
The harbinger grinned.
"No," he agreed. "But it has its own charm. I'll show you. With the long night coming, it will be full of people but The Reaper will have set aside a hall for us. The Hall reaches deep into the ground at some places. It's warmer there.
“Right at the bottom, there is a massive chasm in the floor. Down below, deeper than you could possibly imagine, you can see the planet's inner core burning, casting shadows on the wall."
"That does sound amazing," Ashley agreed, her voice dream-like. "I'm starting to think that –”
She stopped herself but Zar thought he understood her well enough without words.
His fated was his as well.
19
Zar
The Reaper was waiting for them, as Zar had known he would be.
He couldn't blame the other warlord for his interest, but it didn't serve to ease the tension between them.
As soon as the gate of the Black Hall opened a bit – as wide as the Foront and twice its height – the hovership flew in and they were greeted with the usual clamor that always followed a successful raid. Warriors were moving around, trying to glimpse Zar's haul to see if they noticed the female who was going to be their fated mate among them.
Seeing that it was just him and Ashley, they didn't stop staring.
Zar was used to receiving so much attention whenever he was on Luminos, but Ashley was clearly taken aback. The smile that had graced her lips all throughout their journey over the frozen plains was gone, replaced with wary carefulness.