DangerouslyForever

by A. M. Griffin

  “Oh that’s not the end. You’ll be meeting a lot of people, but don’t worry, everyone here is a friend.”

  “Great. I’m never going to remember everyone.” She put a hand on her throbbing temple. “I feel like my head is going to explode.”

  “I’m sorry, hon. I’m overloading you. I have a million things to tell you and I’m trying to fit it all in at one time. You must be exhausted from your trip.”

  “I am, but I don’t mind.”

  “I do. We’ll meet for breakfast tomorrow. If you can wait until after Liya is done feeding, I can walk you back.”

  “No, no. I can find my way. It wasn’t that far.” From what she remembered, her suite was down the long hallway, then right, then down another long hallway and a left. No sweat.

  “Are you sure?”

  She stood and stretched. “Sure.” She hugged Eva tightly, mindful of the baby. “Thank you for finding me.”

  Eva kissed her on the cheek. “Anytime.”

  She’d been right about finding her apartment—easy-peasy. She got turned around once, but quickly found her way. She stood outside the double doors that had “Miller Residence” projected on the front.

  Miller Residence.

  She still couldn’t believe she was here and that they had their own residence. When a guard had registered their handprints with security, he had listed all of their last names as Miller. They were the Millers. She smiled. From the very beginning, she knew Yoshi and Max were hers to protect, but this small act solidified it for her.

  She placed her hand on the security panel and waited for the door to open. She walked through the main foyer and still marveled at the statues…at the paintings that hung on the walls. Even on Earth she’d never lived someplace this nice. She made her way to the living room and stopped.

  Kiehle.

  He was picking up toys from the floor and putting them in a bin situated in the far corner of the room. There was something about the way he looked. Her heart warmed as she watched him handle each toy with care. He would make some lucky kid a great daddy one day.

  When he saw her, he stopped. “I didn’t hear you come in.”

  “Should I revoke your warrior card?”

  He pulled his brows together. “It doesn’t come with a card.”

  He looked even cuter confused. “I’m joking.” She walked toward him.

  “I’m sorry. I thought you would be with Eva awhile longer. I had the children get in the bath and go to bed. I was trying to clean up before you got home.”

  Home. “Thank you.”

  He picked up the last toy and set it in the toy box. “I’ll be leaving now.”

  She stopped in front of him. Was he always this sexy? She stared into his eyes, feeling nervous, before asking, “Can you stay?”

  He answered her with a kiss.

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  He wanted her. All of her.

  As they kissed, he backed her toward the wall. He wanted to taste her…love her…and to do that, she needed to be naked.

  The first thing to go was her shirt, over her head and thrown to the floor. Next was his shirt. Not wanting to break the kiss again, she wiggled out of her pants and he did the same.

  Naked.

  Finally.

  He pressed his body against hers, pinning her to the wall. His cock pressed against her stomach, straining to be touched. He couldn’t think of anything else but the need to be on her…in her.

  His heart thumped a heavy beat, threatening to explode from his chest. He put his arms on the wall on either side of her head. When she moaned and raked her nails across his ass, he cradled the back of her head, running his hands through her hair, caressing her scalp.

  The kiss seemed to go on forever, with their tongues exploring and circling. He had only one thought.

  Claim her.

  A deep moan reverberated from his chest as his fingers ran through the soft strands of her hair. Her hands ran impatiently up and down his back. She wanted him just as much as he wanted her.

  He reached down to her perfectly round ass and lifted her off the floor. She weighed next to nothing. He positioned her over his cock, instantly feeling the heat from her pussy. Her slickness dripped to cover his engorged head. She wrapped her legs around his waist, clasping him tightly. The hard bulge of his cock pressed where he needed it most, straining to enter her.

  She ground against him. A groan escaped his lips. She was so tight but he knew she would take all that she could and beg for more.

  She was the first to break off the kiss. “The kids…room,” she said between hard breaths.

  “Right.”

  While he carried her down the hall, she rained light kisses across his jaw and down his neck. It only served to fuel his heat.

  “Lock the door,” she said when they reached the room.

  With the door locked, he walked her to the bed, laying her on top of the blanket.

  “This is your night,” he whispered. His voice was deep and raspy, filled with unspoken need. “How do you want it?”

  She brought her hands up to play with her nipples. She leisurely rolled them between her fingers, watching him intently. “Kiss me…here.”

  Crawling up her body, he kissed her stomach, the swell of her breast and then reached her nipple. He placed kisses around her areola and the nipple itself. He then placed kisses across her chest to reach the other. He paid it the same amount of attention. He went back and forth between them, kissing, licking and sucking while she arched against him, breathing heavy.

  Her hand scraped across his scalp to grab a handful of hair, guiding him. Her other hand traveled down her stomach to rest between her legs and stroke her pussy and clit. He wanted to be the one to touch her, but he held back, letting her bring pleasure to herself. With each stroke she gave her pussy, he could smell the erotic aroma of her essence.

  She squirmed under his touch and hers. The room filled with her moans as her strokes increased with fervor. She needed to come and he planned to push her over the edge.

  He descended her body. Grabbing her thighs, he spread her legs and pushed them back, exposing her pussy. It glistened with her wetness, her fingers coated in it. She worked herself, fast and furious.

  “Kiehle, please, I have to come,” she whimpered.

  “Come for me. Let me taste it.”

  He let his tongue roam over her fingers, around her pussy and clit, licking her as she dripped.

  Her toes curled, her thighs flexed in his grasp. “Yes,” she yelled.

  As he licked on, her legs shook under his hold. “I’m coming,” she screamed.

  Only then did he remove her fingers to cover her pussy with his mouth, letting her essence flow into him, using his tongue to probe and lick as she spilled.

  “I love the way you taste.”

  She convulsed at his words.

  After cleaning her thoroughly, he traveled back up her body. Her eyes were closed, her face covered in sweat.

  “Are you ready for me?” he asked.

  She answered by grasping his cock and leading it to her pussy. “Take me.”

  “Oh I will.”

  He held the base of his cock and pressed his engorged head against her heat, coating himself with her wetness. Instant gratification filled him as he penetrated her.

  “Umm,” she moaned, spreading her legs farther.

  He pulled back then pressed forward again, deeper than before. She arched her back as he continued to spread her open. She was so tight. So wet. So hot.

  He wanted to bury himself within her, though she would never be able to take all of him. But it didn’t matter. What she could take felt better than anything he’d ever felt before. Her walls massaged him. They quivered as he increased his pace. She matched his movements by meeting him. Every guttural moan she let out was like music to his ears.

  Before long, her hands were on his waist, pulling him down. Her legs tightened around him and hooked at the ankles.

  “Ye
s. Fuck me. Make me yours,” she begged, over and over again.

  Her breasts bounced as he fucked her. He plunged harder so they would move uncontrollably. She grabbed them in her hands and kneaded.

  Just watching her hold her breasts in her hands, play with her nipples, the look of pleasure on her face, made his cock jump. “Argh,” he yelled. The muscles in his arms flexed as he strained not to spill his seed.

  “Please don’t stop,” she said as her walls throbbed around him, stretched to capacity.

  He pulled back slowly and lingered at her entrance before pressing forward again, deeper.

  She threw her head back and yelled out in pleasure. “Ahh.”

  The sounds of his cock working in her slick juices danced off the walls. Her pussy grabbed his cock, sucking it in greedily.

  “Deeper,” she begged. “I want all of it.”

  Grunting, he shook his head. “I don’t want to hurt you.” He pulled out and fisted his cock, working her essence down his length. He entered her again, going deeper than before. She clawed his hips, wanting more.

  She looked up at him with a hungry gaze. “Don’t hold back.” She licked her lips and brought her pussy up, taking as much as possible.

  Groaning, he wrapped a muscled arm around her waist. Knowing what was next, she bit her lip. He slammed into her, quickening his pace with each stroke. Every muscle in his body worked to pleasure her.

  “I’m coming again,” she yelled.

  His stomach tightened, tingles ran down his spine. Her fingers bit into his arms as she rocked against him.

  Her legs shook around his waist. His own began to give.

  “Come for me,” he coaxed. “Let me feel you.”

  Deeper and harder, he worked her until her body convulsed and she erupted. Instantly, hot wetness drenched him. He pumped on, wanting her to feel the full effects of her orgasm. Each thrust echoed with the slick sounds of him penetrating her. Her wall relaxed, allowing her to accommodate more.

  His eyes watered from pleasure. It spiked through his body. He’d never felt so alive. Every cell in his body was on fire.

  Her hands were everywhere. In his hair, around his neck, holding his arms, tweaking his nipples, rubbing his stomach, grabbing his hips, caressing his ass. Between her moans, she begged him to fuck her harder. With each thrust, he gave her what she wanted. His sac beat against her ass. His cock hardened to an almost painful need. When she brought her arms back up to lace around his neck, he crushed his mouth to hers.

  He was going to explode.

  His face contorted and his neck arched, breaking their kiss. He squeezed his eyes shut and roared his release. His mind clouded as he came, filling her pussy with his seed. He continued to buck but couldn’t keep his position any longer.

  His legs shook from under him. His thrusts became an automatic response as the remaining pulses coursed through him and the last drop was spilled. His breaths were hard and uncontrolled. He couldn’t take in enough air. He fell to her side in a heap.

  Breathing heavy, she rolled to lie on top of him.

  He wrapped his arms around her and they slept, entangled.

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Yes, it was overwhelming, and yes, she would get through it.

  She wanted to.

  With all her heart.

  This was a good place for them. This was home.

  She’d felt so alone before. It had been her against the world. Even with Yoshi and Max with her, protecting them from all the evils that could befall them had been a lonely job.

  But she wasn’t alone. She never was. Not truly. Throughout her struggles and her fight to survive, she’d always had people behind her, praying for her safety. She just hadn’t known it.

  That thought struck a chord in Ally.

  There was Sa’Mya. Despite Eva’s warning, Sa’Mya wasn’t a bitch at all—well, not to Ally at least. She appeared to reserve all her bitchiness for Jess. But even that seemed to be an understanding between the females. Sa’Mya and Jess cared for each other, anyone could tell, but it was apparent that neither wanted to admit it first.

  And Taraj—who, like Eva had predicted, showed up exactly two weeks to the day to meet her. Taraj was the sweetest person Ally had ever known. She’d never met anyone so serious, thoughtful and fragile in her life.

  And then there was Lo’Ren, Eva’s best friend—other best friend. Whenever Eva had talked about her, there was a hint of jealousy Ally tried to keep suppressed. She feared Eva had found someone to take her place, while Ally had found no one. She had been prepared to stand aside to allow their close relationship to continue. Jealousy or not, she would find a way to be content being the third wheel. There was so much to be thankful for, she wouldn’t let her jealousy get in the way of any of her blessings.

  But when Lo’Ren came back from her visit with her sister, there’d been no need for Ally to slink into the background. Eva had enough love for both of them, and Lo’Ren met her with open arms—literally.

  She had woken up to find a pink alien with pitch-black eyes staring down at her. Ally screamed, and instead of taking that as a cue to get off the bed and introduce herself, Lo’Ren hugged her and wouldn’t let go, even when Ally kicked and screamed, trying to get away.

  Lo’Ren had cooed, “Be still. I’m trying to give you all of my love, human.”

  Weird. But she was a good kind of weird. Ally had only stopped struggling when Kiehle, who’d been lying next to her, rolled out of bed unconcerned and mumbled something about boundaries.

  It was all good.

  And while Ally struggled a bit to navigate the new relationships, the kids seemed to have no problems at all. Eva kept her promise; she spoiled them relentlessly. There was candy and trips to town for shopping. Mazel seemed to be the only sane voice where they were concerned. She had enrolled them in school, and while it wasn’t like an Earth school, it was better than what they’d had at the brothel—which was zilch.

  Kiehle kept his promise as well. Every day after school, Max would rush out to join Kiehle on the training field for his “warrior lessons”, as he called them.

  And her and Kiehle? Well, she didn’t know what was going on there. He stayed with her. But neither talked of their relationship or the future.

  She could ask him.

  No.

  “What has you all angry and upset?”

  She looked up, startled. “Huh?” she asked Lo’Ren, who must’ve entered the room while Ally was lost in thought.

  Lo’Ren wore a silver training suit. Her jango, a body-length, metallic, sword-like weapon, was strapped across her back.

  “You’re upset. Why?” Lo’Ren glanced around the dining hall, looking for anyone who might’ve caused her anguish. She was just as protective over Ally as Eva. But the hall was nearly empty except for a couple of females who were having a late breakfast, like herself.

  Ally ran her fingers across her forehead, finding frown lines. “I’m not upset. I was just thinking.”

  “Just thinking.” Lo’Ren whistled low. “I know that look.”

  Ally rose and gathered her plate. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

  Lo’Ren followed her while she tossed her trash and dropped off her dishes. “It’s that angst-of-love look.”

  Ally let out a nervous chuckle. “Angst of love? So are you a love guru now or something?”

  Lo’Ren tilted her head. “I like that title,” she said thoughtfully.

  Ally rolled her eyes. “Is Eva already on the field?” she asked, trying to change the subject. Eva had been training a handful of females for a year now. Taio had built them a workout arena, separate from where the Royal Guards trained.

  “She’ll be on her way,” Lo’Ren replied, falling into step with her as they made their way to begin their lessons. “But back to you and all those pent-up feelings of love. You and Kiehle are a couple now, right? So what’s the problem?”

  Ally snorted. Couple. “I don’t know about all that.”


  “Meaning…?”

  “Meaning it isn’t official. He’ll be leaving soon. He’s got a run to do for his job and then… I don’t know if or when he’ll be coming back here. He’s got a life and a home.”

  “Hmm… He’s usually gone for a while. We only really see him about two times per cycle.”

  Her heart fell, confirming what she thought. This was temporary. Kiehle would leave and get on with his life. She had been a job—with benefits.

  “So I was right. Angst,” Lo’Ren said.

  “There’s no angst. He did a job. Now he has to return to work.” She shrugged. “No skin off my back.”

  “Are you sure?”

  They turned down a corridor that would lead them to the doors nearest the training area. “I’m positive.”

  “My mistake. I thought differently. I told Aryn to stay away from him.”

  “Aryn?” An image of a gorgeous petite woman came to mind. “Why would you need to do that?”

  Lo’Ren laughed. “In case you haven’t noticed, the human females here are all vying for some warrior meat and the males are only too happy to accommodate. They want kids.”

  She knew the story. The Drazlonians had a declining population and humans were the answer. Josanis had been the first successful hybrid born to a Drazlonian and any other species. After his birth, Taio and his late father, King Xochis, had opened their planet and moon to all childbearing humans who were willing to mate with a Drazlonian.

  “Uh-huh. But why Aryn?” She’d seen the woman a couple of times. They’d never talked, but now that Ally thought about it, she seemed to always be around—when Kiehle was near.

  “She had a thing with Kiehle on his last visit. She was pursuing him, but I told her to back off.”

  Ally’s steps slowed. All the women here were probably vying for Kiehle’s attention. Many of them probably hadn’t been through what she’d endured in the brothels, and they all had the ability to do something she couldn’t. Bear children. How could she compete with them?

  Lo’Ren stopped her with a hand. She squinted as she inspected her face. “Hey, are you all right? Your color looks off.”