by Shea Malloy
“My brother offered me a permanent position as ambassador to Omaron today, but my duties will remain unchanged.”
“Congratulations on the promotion, Suri,” he said, proud of her. “But I’m not surprised. You’re smart and you work hard. You deserved it.”
“I’m uncertain if it is worth celebrating. My days will be filled with twice as many meetings as before.”
“Here’s a tip, get an assistant. They’re great for taking notes and nudging you awake during a boring discussion.” Nick leaned closer, grinning. “I speak from experience. Did I tell you the story about how I almost got imprisoned because my snoring interrupted a three-hour long speech?”
There was nothing sweeter than the sound of her laughter, no better view than the shine of her violet eyes sparkling like amethyst in the mild gloom. Nick’s plan had been to spend as much time getting to know her tonight before he left tomorrow, but his yearning for her demanded more than pleasant conversation.
He reached for her, drawing her to him and she slipped into his arms, willing and perfect.
“I can’t stand the thought of leaving you, and I want you to come back to Earth with me,” he said softly. “But I know you can’t abandon your duties on such short notice, and neither can I.”
Her features turned solemn. “We are in an impossible situation.”
“Let’s not mince words, princess. It’s a shitty situation.”
She smiled and Nick stole it from her with a kiss, savouring the sweetness of the wine she’d drank coating her full lips. She was pliant in his arms, so responsive and keen. She rose up on her toes and coiled her arms around his neck. Her fingers dragged along his scalp as she swiped his lips with her tongue. Nick liked being in control, but he took pleasure in her low moan as their kiss evolved into a slow, arousing exploration of each other.
Nick tightened his grip on her, molding her front to his. Her soft body and flowery scent drove him crazy, made him hard and straining against his pants.
“I want you, Nick,” she said. “I want you with me… in me… tonight.”
Fuck. That was the hottest thing a woman had ever said to him. Nick made a sound of agreement and she grasped his hand and led him back into the mill of party guests. She took him along an unfamiliar path that he realized was a shortcut, because they were at her quarters in no time.
As soon as the doors slid shut behind him, she undressed herself, revealing each inch of smooth skin to his greedy gaze at an agonizing pace. Finally, she stood completely naked before him. Her long, glossy hair grazed her full breasts and her hips, the dark strands a lovely contrast against her bronze skin. Her blood-red tattoos, which she’d explained were a part of her heritage as a Dava being, gave her a sense of alluring sinfulness.
“You are so beautiful,” he said, embracing her. He pressed kisses to her neck, smoothing his lips over her shoulders. As much as his cock raged for him to take her right away, Nick wanted to take his time and savour this moment with her. He wanted to imprint this moment in his mind forever.
Nick trailed his hands down her back to cup her round backside, squeezing her flesh with a low hum of satisfaction in his throat. Suri giggled when he lifted her abruptly and carried her to the bed.
He stood up, looming over her so he could enjoy the view of this exquisite creature lying beneath him. Hunger for him shone in her pretty violet eyes. His gaze never wavered as he undressed himself too.
Her eyes danced with delight when his hard flesh came into view. His gaze honed in on her breasts and he dove for them, lying on her so he could palm them with ease. His cock against her stomach, Nick wanted nothing more than to angle his hips and plunge inside her wet heat. But he pulled from his well of patience. Her pleasure was tantamount.
“I could touch these forever,” he said, rolling his thumbs over her hardened nipples. The tiny gasps that came out of her pretty lips seemed to speak to his dick, making it throb. He rolled one nipple between his fingers as he moved up to suck on the other one. The way she tasted, the way she squirmed beneath him, and dug her fingers into his hair pleased him beyond measure.
He made a damp trail with his tongue down to the underside of her breast, then dragged it back up to flick her firm nipple. She jerked and cried out his name, more so as he paid similar attention to her other breast. Nick hummed his pleasure, content to drive her insane with a similar lust he felt for her. He released her breast after a firm suck, relishing the way it bounced slightly with the movement. Then he proceeded to kiss a slow, torturous path down her stomach.
He loved the feel of her smooth skin beneath his lips, the mild sweetness of her body lotion smelled delicious too. She shivered as he smoothed his hands down that lovely dip of her waist and his kisses caressed her hipbones.
His dick was painfully hard now, but Nick continued his lavishing of Suri’s body. Suri deserved every bit of his attention and more. The last time, they’d fucked. Tonight, he wanted to make love to her, as sappy as that sounded. He wanted to prolong this moment for as long as he could because he was leaving Omaron tomorrow and he would never see her again.
She parted her thighs for him and he laughed softly.
“Someone’s eager.”
“Yes… I need you…”
He let out a hum of satisfaction as he licked the insides of her thighs, right up to the juncture. He pressed his nose against her mound, inhaling her scent, his mind going crazy with lust. She was so wet for him, her pussy lips glistened, begging him to taste. She squirmed even more when his breath fanned her there.
“Oh!” she cried out when he parted her slowly with his tongue. Nick groaned out his own satisfaction. Damn, she was perfect. She tasted fucking delicious. He spread her lips open with his fingers, revealing that bud for him to latch onto with his mouth. Pressing the flat of his tongue there, he smoothed it back and forth over the plump bundle of nerves.
Suri bucked and squirmed, pushing her pussy harder against his mouth, her greedy body seeking more. Nick slid his fingers down, thrusting them into her soaking wet entrance. Her tight walls gripped his digits and reminded him how fucking amazing she would feel on his cock when he finally buried it deep inside her.
“Nick… oh… Nick.” She bunched his hair in her fingers. Nick wasn’t sure if she was pushing him away because the sensations were too intense, or if she wanted to smother him. He fucked her with his fingers as his mouth worked her in a frenzy. After warming her up, it didn’t take long to make her unravel. She gasped his name, arching her back. Her gyrating hips came to an abrupt stop and her body grew rigid as she came. Nick lapped at her juices greedily, groaning as her walls spasmed around his fingers. He couldn’t wait for that sensation on him. Couldn’t fucking wait.
When he pulled his fingers from her, she tugged on his shoulders, pulling him to lie on top of her again. They shared a slow, deep kiss before she rolled them so she lay on top of him.
“Your turn,” she said breathlessly.
“Your wish is my wish, Your Highness.”
She crawled down his body, splaying her hands over his chest and abdomen, her gaze admiring. Where her hands touched, her lips followed with featherlight kisses that made him jerk in anticipation. Soon she was on her knees between his legs, his cock looking like a monster in her small hands.
Even though she was in a position of submission, those brilliant violet eyes gazed up at him and imprisoned his soul.
This woman wasn’t just his.
He belonged to her too.
She held his gaze as she slipped the head of his cock between her pretty pink lips. Nick released a strangled sound as the wet heat of her mouth enveloped him. His hand flew to the back of her head and he sank his fingers into her hair. He wanted to yank her off and at the same time push her down all the way and choke her with his meat.
“Fuck,” he said, gritting his teeth as she fought to suck him all the way into her mouth. He liked knowing he was a bit too much for this amazingly strong princess to handle, liked how
she still bravely took as much of him as she could.
Her hand gripped him, pumped him as she bobbed up and down his length. Just like in his fantasies. Except the reality was… well… it was fucking amazing. She moaned, the sound vibrating around his dick. There was nothing more erotic and satisfying to Nick than watching this beautiful woman clearly enjoying herself as she filled her mouth with his cock.
She was a fine multi-tasker, sucking him, one hand pumping him, her other hand fondling his balls. With every suck, she paid special attention to the head, dragging the tip of her tongue around it. Each time she did it made his balls tighten in her palm and his dick as hard as granite. Holy fuck, he was going to blow. She was going to make him comer sooner than he should. He couldn’t let that happen yet.
He reached down and pulled her off him. His flesh came free from her lips with a wet, vulgar slurp sound. She smirked in triumph as she straddled him. He’d missed the heat of her mouth but she immediately replaced it with the warm wetness between her legs.
“I’m going to fuck you now,” she promised, rubbing her pussy along his shaft. “No more waiting.”
Nick groaned and clamped his hands on her hips.
“Do your worst, baby. I can take it.”
She raised herself up, reaching a hand between them to guide his raging hard rod against her slick entrance. Then she sank onto him, arching her neck and shutting her eyes on a gasp as she took him all in. Nick swore, battling with himself not to come. She’d already worked him close to the finish with her mouth and he needed to hold on. But goddamn her pussy gripped him like a fleshy, wet fist, threatening to end him against his will.
She planted her hands on his abdomen and rode him slowly at first. Lifting herself up and sinking back down his length. Her glorious tits called to him. Nick released her hips to cup them and roll her nipples between his fingers. The action spurred Suri to move faster on his length. She used him for her pleasure, riding him hard with her eyes squeezed shut. She moved her hands where they were joined, touching herself as she gasped his name incessantly.
Nick swallowed, overwhelmed by the sight of this gorgeous woman riding him and crying his name. Sweat damp on his forehead, he clenched his teeth as her walls squeezed him, constricting him, spasming around his cock as she came again.
He reared up and rolled her onto her back, her sweet pussy still squeezing him tightly. She’d taken from him already and she was going to get even more of it. His mouth on her neck, his teeth grazing her skin, he pressed her body down into the bed with his and fucked her hard. Making love went out of the window when she made him feel like an animal.
Her legs wrapped around his hips, he took her like a man possessed, his hungry lips dragging across her chest. When she arched her back, presenting her breasts as an offering to his mouth, he took the gift gladly, He sucked her flesh as he drove himself into her, then raised his head to capture her lips in a kiss as forceful and rough as their fucking.
She drove him crazy. He would never get enough of her. Never. And he whispered that in her ear. Her response was his name on her lips as she came yet again, her body shivering as her walls choked his flesh. He buried his face in her neck and groaned her name. Grunting, he spent himself inside her tight heat.
Sweaty and breathless, they kissed.
“The first time I saw a picture of you, I touched myself with the fantasy of you doing filthy things to me,” she confessed with a breathy laugh. She covered her face in embarrassment. Delighted and amused by her admission, Nick forced her hands away from her face, revealing her pink cheeks.
He smirked. “Was I good in your fantasy?”
“Of course. You made me orgasm eighteen times.”
His eyebrows shot up. “That’s a tall order to fill, princess.” Then he gave her a cocky grin. “But what the hell. We’ve got all night. Let’s shoot for the stars.”
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His years in military service had taught Nick how to keep his goodbyes short and painless.
But standing in that port as he waited for the spaceship prep to be complete was absolute torture. Watching Suri and knowing he would never see her again felt like a punch in the stomach.
In a short space of time, the alien princess had come to mean more to him than he’d even anticipated. They shared this powerful, amazing connection and to have it just end like that left him with crushing disappointment. He wanted to explore what they had. Five days was not enough. The sadness in her eyes said she felt the same way even though she kept her features stoic.
He had to find a way back to her.
“All is ready,” Mikaal said, returning to the room with the spaceship’s captain. “You can board now.”
Bags in hand, Nick and his team got to their feet. They each shook Mikaal’s hand as he wished them a safe trip home. Suri did the same, leaving him for last. When she stood before him, a small smile curved her beautiful lips. He’d tasted those lips. Felt them on his body. He fully intended to enjoy that experience again.
“Safe travels, Officer Thorne,” she said softly. She extended a hand for him to shake it in a professional manner. Like if they’d never explored each other’s bodies from head to toe.
Nick took her hand, intending to shake it too. Instead he tugged her forward, pulling her to him and capturing her mouth in a searing kiss. He didn’t care that her brother was there frowning at them, didn’t care about Paul and Greg’s snickers, or even about Helen muttering, “I knew I was right.” All that mattered was the woman in his arms. The woman who’d captured his heart in a matter of days.
When they pulled apart, her blush made him feel triumphant.
“See you again soon, princess,” he murmured.
Then he followed the spaceship’s captain to the ship that would return them to Earth.
5
Epilogue
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As soon as Suri stepped foot into the palace from the port, her comm device buzzed with a notification. She glared at the terse message left by Mikaal that she ‘meet him in his office immediately’.
Gods above, as much as she loved her brother dearly, and as much she enjoyed teasing him and poking his buttons, he certainly knew how to irritate her too. No doubt he wanted her to brief him on her meeting with the Zoravians.
That meeting had gone disastrously due to the Zoravian ambassador’s lack of interest in professional discussions in favour of touching her inappropriately. She’d had to remind him she wasn’t helpless. Perhaps her message had been a little too… forceful. The ambassador was still unconscious after she’d flung him against a wall telekinetically. Following that, she’d been ordered off Zoravia with a warning to never set foot there again.
Good riddance! Omaron does not need their trade ties!
Suri shook her head. No, when she was of a clearer mind, she will consider ways to rectify the situation. For now, she was too tired to conjure solutions, let alone give Mikaal a report on what happened. Everything would have to wait on the morrow once she’d had a bath and some rest.
Ignoring Mikaal’s call, Suri made her way to her room. As soon as she entered, she undressed. Not for the first time since Nick had left over a standard month ago, she remembered the way she’d undressed for him. The hunger and appreciation in his gaze as he’d regarded her naked body.
Her heart twisted at the thought of him. Gods, she missed him terribly. Missed the sound of his voice, his humour, his presence, the way he made he feel like she was all he’d ever needed and wanted in his life. He’d said he’d see her again soon, but she’d known that could never be. They could never be. They were from two completely different planets and weighed under by responsibility.
Besides, as intense and amazing as it may have been, their dalliance had been short and over a standard month ago. Which was three Earth months for Nick. He had probably moved on by now and so should she.
Slipping on her robe, Suri headed for her bath when her security system alerted her of someone requesting access to her quarter
s.
Frowning, she went to it. Obviously Mikaal had sent a servant to get her. He knew she was ignoring his call and was being his usual hardheaded way about things.
Suri considered ignoring the servant too, but she could not be so cruel. So she ordered her system to let the servant through. She sharpened her tongue, ready to send word to Mikaal she’d give him his cursed report on the morrow.
Except, it wasn’t a servant stepping through her doors.
Suri’s breath left her, her heart slamming in her chest as it swelled with surprised joy.
“What… what are you doing here?”
“Your brother and I pulled a few strings,” said Nick, his grey eyes shining as he smiled at her. “Since my last trip was a success, my stay here will be a bit more... permanent.”
And he stepped toward her, crowding her space, pulling her against his familiar body as he devoured her mouth in a passionate kiss.
“Gods,” whispered Suri against his lips. “I can’t believe you’re here with me again.”
“I told you I’d see you again soon, didn’t I, princess?” Nick kissed her as he guided her toward the bed, his eyes alight with triumph and desire. “And this time, nobody’s going to take me away from you.”
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The door slid open to admit him. He stepped inside at the same moment she exited the bath. Her skin looked vibrant, the semi-sheer material of her nightgown hinting at her luscious curves. Mikaal breathed slowly to calm himself as he advanced into the room, but he only managed to inhale her delicious scent.
He felt her eyes following him as he made his way to the closet to undress. When he returned, she was perched on the edge of the bed. Her gaze fell to his naked chest immediately before climbing to his face again, her cheeks pink.