by Ravyn Wilde
Several hundred years ago? Yes, she could understand why she refused him. The world had been very different “Umm. Right. Back to the pollen stuff. It keeps me alive for a really, really long time. Keeps me from getting sick. Heals me if I get hurt. What else?”
“It’s an aphrodisiac,” he stated flatly.
At that Makayla laughed. “I think I figured that out.”
Falcon started. “That doesn’t upset you?”
Makayla sighed. “No. You explained that it will back off a bit once I’m completely healed and my body has been restored to ultimate health. This incredible awareness of each other won’t last forever.”
She cocked her head and grinned. “I’m not there yet. Have you figured out what we can use for birth control? Because I brought a lot of stuff from home, but that wasn’t something I thought I’d ever need again.” She laughed.
Falcon nodded hopefully. “We actually don’t need birth control. You won’t be able to get pregnant until several months after your conversion. Once that happens, I can control when my body releases active sperm.”
She narrowed her eyes at him. Wondering... “Does that control ever fail?”
He shook his head. “No. It is absolute.”
“Okay. So, how long before we catch up to the Siloth?”
FALCON’S BODY REACTED to the whispered urgency in her voice. She needed him. Craved what only he could give her. The tight coil inside that he’d ignored, worried that she couldn’t forgive him, unwound. “We have time,” he assured her.
Falcon swore silently as Makayla stood and moved around him. When her finger trailed down his back, he held his breath until she moved her hands over his shoulders and around to his chest. The sensation of her flesh touching his body under his clothing was driving him wild. His already erect cock jumped with eagerness, with centuries of pent-up longing. Watching with intense awareness as she again stood before him, he waited for something more as her hands continued to travel lovingly over his form.
“Amazing,” she whispered as she leaned down and licked his ear for a moment. She didn’t question her need to do this, nor could she control the urge to savor Falcon. To lose herself in the musky spice of his body. Without thought, she shifted to lave the sensitive hollow at his throat, needing to submerge herself in his essence. She smiled as she noticed his reaction to her ministrations. He did his crazy magic and now he was naked. It was hard not to notice that he liked what she was doing.
Makayla licked slowly down Falcon’s chest until the darker silver disc of nipple caught her attention. Sticking out her tongue, she flicked the enticing nub and settled her mouth over the peak to feast. God! He tasted like sin, forbidden pleasure, and comfort all rolled into one. She couldn’t get enough of him.
Her lips finally shifted to meet his mouth. Her tongue slipped between his lips, to tangle and dance with his. She was sweet, so incredibly sweet. He lost himself in her soft caress. Mouth still fused to his, she moved her hands slowly down his chest, trailing fire. Finding the hard nubs of his nipples, she brushed her fingers over them. Slowly at first, then faster, she pinched him.
Hands shifting from her shoulders to her ass, he drew her closer, pressing his throbbing length against her thigh. Whimpering, she fell to her knees. He knew she was desperate to quench this craving.
Falcon sucked in a sharp breath as she took his shaft in her hands, bending forward to lick across the slit at the top. His head fell back in ecstasy as Makayla licked the first drops of fluid from the ripe plum head of his erection. He hissed involuntarily when her fingers curled around his shaft and she moved to envelop his thick cock in her mouth.
She sucked down half of his length while her tongue continued to torment him with lazy, maddening swirls. The glistening powder covering his body now coated her lips and she lapped every bit of him she could reach. Frustrated, she removed her lips from around his cock, to slide them up and down his shaft, hungry for more of his sweet taste.
Using the tip of her tongue to tease him, she pushed his legs apart, ensuring unrestricted access. Without taking his eyes away from the sight of her mouth playing with his thick, extremely engorged cock, he reached out to palm the back of her head. His body trembled with the fierce desire coursing through his veins. He couldn’t take much more of this.
Moving one hand down to his balls, she drew her fingernails lightly over his sac, sending the air from his body. Squeezing the hand around his shaft, she flicked her tongue around the deep silver head. Her mouth slid over his cock and she swirled her tongue under his flesh and then over the top. Teasing. Darting here and there while she suckled.
His hips jerked, nearly lifting him off the chair. He grabbed for the sides and tried to find an anchor. Pleasure burst through him, rushing through his veins. His body shuddered as fire raced up his spine.
Running another slow lick up and down his shaft, she bobbed her head over his groin, swallowing as much of his length as she could take. Breath exploded out of his lungs as she drew him deeper into the tight, hot recess of her mouth.
As she licked and suckled, the Binding Pollen tied her closer to him.
Bunching the fingers of one hand in her bright orange hair, he thrust his hips forward and pulled her head down, filling her mouth. Goddess! Her tongue felt like rough velvet when she licked the underside of his cock. Writhing under her ministrations, he fought to control his body.
Gaze locked on Kayla, he watched raw desire cloud her eyes.
With both hands, she gripped his cock at the base, moving her fists to meet her mouth. Keeping her lips firm, she flattened her tongue and added pressure. Increasing her hold and her speed, she mimicked the cadence of his hips.
Taking him so deep the flash of fire through his groin spread through his body. Tugging at her hair, he hoped he wasn’t hurting her. The heartfelt groan told him that she reveled in the small sting of pain. Humming around his flesh, she brought him to the edge of sanity.
Falcon thrust faster now. Short and hard. Balls drawing up close to his body, he attempted to pull her head away from his flesh. “You have to stop, Kayla. Let me—” Oh! Fuck that feels good. But he wanted, needed to bury himself deep within her body.
Kayla refused to stop.
The shake of her head, denying him, was all it took to send him over the edge.
His cock thickened. Jerked. Grew hot and full until jets of liquid exploded from the tip, which Kayla greedily swallowed. Reaching for her, he lifted her on his lap, kissing her gently, tasting his essence on her lips. “Now it’s my turn,” he growled.
She laughed, full of fire and happiness and he got caught in the sight of her pleasure.
Falcon couldn’t stand it any longer. Her mouth had been pure pleasure. Its moist heat pulling at every nerve in his body. But he wanted all of her. Wanted his mouth, hands, and cock driving her to the same insane pitch he was feeling. With a growl, he stood with his mate in his arms and raced for his bed. He wanted to surround her in pleasurable attention and the floor in the kitchen would be unforgiving as he ravished her.
A dazed Makayla landed on her back when he threw her down and scrambled over her. She held her hand up to stop him—and he moaned with frustrated fear.
She leaned up and reached behind her, pulling out a holstered firearm that she moved under her pillow.
He raised his eyebrows but didn’t comment. Then he helped her strip out of the sweatshirt and pants. She was already missing one sock and wasn’t wearing a bra.
When he finished, her body was spread out before him like an offering to a pagan god. Falcon quickly moved up beside her, sliding his hands over her flesh.
She strained in anticipation when he moved against her, working his body and that wonderful powder into her skin. Everywhere he touched her the strange luminescent Binding Pollen made her body tingle and increased the sensitivity of her flesh.
Falcon shifted once more, unable to deny himself a taste of her. Stroking her breasts, his fingers tugged at her nipples while h
e buried his face between Makayla’s open thighs. He heard her gasp for breath. Felt the whispered cry that she couldn’t think.
He didn’t want her to think.
Body writhing, she bucked when his tongue pressed deep. He released her nipples, moving his hands to her hips, pulling her flush to his plundering mouth. He found her slick heat and held her in place while he took what he wanted.
Her. He wanted her. All she had to give.
Looking up, he watched her head thrash back and forth, saw her fingers dig into the covers. She cried out for him to stop. To never stop. Making nonsensical noises that spurred him on. Kayla’s body shuddered through one climax and he slipped two fingers inside her channel, at the same time he prodded her clit with his tongue, shooting her into a second orgasm before finally crawling up her body. Every touch of skin on skin brought renewed life to his cock. “Wrap your legs around my waist, Kayla.”
She groaned. Exhausted. And still managed to lock her ankles around his thighs. Using his hands, he pulled her tired legs higher. The broad head of his shaft drove through her soft, tight folds, the friction on her already sensitive nerve endings making her cry out, sobbing against his neck. “I can’t,” she cried.
“I’ll do it for you, my love.”
The pressure inside them built. And built. Ricocheting through their bodies, it multiplied until the pleasure was so intense, it needed to end before they lost their minds
Catching Kayla’s hair, he pulled her head up so he could kiss her, and she sought and found the nodule in his mouth that held the Binding Pollen.
She poked at it and when the deluge of liquid swamped their senses, her body tightened around his cock in response. They both groaned.
Feeling the ripple of her silken walls clamp tighter, he sank deep. Kayla jerked, throwing her arms around his head to hang on, her hips twitching against him. A bolt of sensual lightning spread to every inch of his body. Silken inner muscles clamped around him, tightening until he felt strangled somewhere between pleasure and pain.
Kayla rose to meet every drive of his hips, every thrust, and surge, urging him to slam harder, faster. Until he felt her release as it ripped through her body, catching him in the vortex. Slamming against her, he stilled as his body let go and filled her with his seed.
Collapsing on top of her, he rolled to the side. Taking her with him, he snuggled her body close to his. She was nearly asleep. “I love you, Kayla. I never thought I’d get to say those words. Or to feel how deep the emotions are that go with them. But I do. I love you.”
With her face pressed against his chest, he felt her lips move to form a tired smile. “I love you too, Falcon. And it wasn’t something I was looking for.” Her even, shallow breaths filled the room as she slipped into sleep. Falcon grinned.
She loved him too.
Chapter Ten
A FEW HOURS LATER AN alarm sounded when they walked by the bridge.
Makayla went in quickly and brought up the monitor. She had been learning what switches did what, in preparation for learning to fly.
“It’s not outside the ship. That alarm is for the data search I did on the information you gleaned from the Siloths when they were on your ranch. It might tell us where they ultimately plan to take the girls. Computer, display information search.”
And the monitor started scrolling with text. Makayla read the words aloud, “Brac was a member of the Ruling Council on the planet Zylar. He had served in that position for many years. He was recently arrested for abducting women and fitting them with a manufactured version of Zylan mating chains. The chains he magically created were surgically implanted in a woman’s body and were used to control her actions. The chains could even be programmed to kill the woman. The ruler of Zylar and his Earth mate are still searching for some of the women Brac trained to total submission and sold across the universe.”
She blinked. And read the short paragraph again. This time silently. The girls had been kidnapped to be taken to the Brac. He planned to train them. She remembered the Siloth saying something about them being young enough to train.
“The Jumpers aren’t heading to Zylar,” Falcon said. “They either know he has been arrested and won’t be paying for their latest captives, or they are still collecting.”
Kayla blinked. “Brac was arrested, so he wouldn’t be hurting any more women. Can we tell where the Siloth are headed?”
Falcon played with the monitor and the maps for a few minutes while she sat there and said a silent prayer of thanks to the Ruler of Zylar and his wife. Kaitlyn and Lauren couldn’t be taken to the man, but it sounded like there were still other women out there who had been abused by him and sold. When they rescued the girls, maybe they could go help in the search for the other women. It was a thought.
Falcon shook his head. “There are still several options for them. The good news is we should be within visual range by the end of the day.”
Makayla slumped in the seat. “This is making me crazy.”
“Waiting is always hard. But we chould spend the next several hours teaching you how to switch your body back to your Earth form, and maybe to some of the life forms of the planets the Siloth are headed toward.”
MIKAYLA LIKED TO TRAIN. She also enjoyed shocking the hell out of Falcon. In her mind, she was tentatively calling him her mate. But it wasn’t a word she could use aloud. Not yet. Especially since his idea of training was a lot different than hers.
“Why are we doing this?” she grumbled with the sweat pouring off her body. Falcon had made her run laps around the ship, then do sit-ups and squats, until she wanted to kill him.
“Because Hawken, one of the Guardians, said that he neglected his Keeper’s training in the first days they were together. He had only downloaded a few of the languages and taught her how to change her form. He hadn’t prepared her to defend herself. Or showed her the hidden resources on the spacecraft.
“You showed me the hidey-holes you have for the weapons. And how to pilot the ship in an emergency. I already know how to defend myself.”
But he wasn’t listening.
“Here. Let me braid your hair to get it out of your face. Next, we will try hand-to-hand combat. We will go back to the little workout room. I promise I won’t hurt you.”
Kayla was so mad at him for not listening to her, that she wasn’t going to make that same promise. When they got to the room, he started telling her how she should do things and she just shook her head. Falcon cautioned her that he was bigger than she was, but she could work to avoid his punches.
He came at her and she climbed his form and had his face down on the floor with her foot on the back of his neck in under three seconds. She might have hurt him a little when she dropped him without warning.
He was completely silent and just laid there.
Kayla sat beside him and started talking. “I was in the military for many years Falcon. I was trained on Krav Maga, which is a military self-defense and fighting system developed for the Israel Defense and security forces. They are arguably the elite when it comes to this type of fighting. I can also handle a variety of weapons. Guns, knives, swords, and even items like staffs and several oriental weapons.”
She smiled. “Not to mention I was raised in Texas by a father and uncle who were survivalists. I know how to read the land and live off it. What I won’t know is anything about the animals, insects, reptiles, or plants that might kill me on an alien planet. If you have an idea of where we are headed, my time would be better spent studying the environment. You aren’t going to be able to hone my fighting or survival skills in just a few hours. I’ve been training since I could walk and hold a gun.”
He rolled over on his back and groaned. His eyes were closed.
She poked him. “Are you okay?” she asked.
He sighed and opened his eyes. “My pride is hurt. And I assumed you were a helpless woman. That was a mistake.”
She cocked one eyebrow. “You have no idea.” She grinned. “Do you know whe
n I was five, my dad took me up in the hills behind the ranch and dropped me off. It was several miles from home. He expected me to get to the house on my own without being bitten by a rattler or spider, and without getting lost. I had a small twenty-two rifle, which would have just pissed off one of the big cats in the area.”
“Isn’t that young?”
She laughed. “My mother thought so. She demanded he go get me right away and rode with him to pick me up. They couldn’t find me and were on the verge of divorce when they got home, intending to call all the neighbors to help search.”
“What happened to you?” He reached out his hand to lace his fingers with hers.
She could see the worry for her little five-year-old self. She sighed. “I took a shortcut and was sitting at the table in the kitchen when they got home. Eating the pie my mother made my father for desert. The next time he was allowed to train me, I was ten.”
Falcon tried not to laugh. But he couldn’t help it. He could see a little dark-haired girl sitting at the table, calmly eating pie.
He got up and held out a hand for her. “Come on. I do have an idea of where the Siloths are going. Let’s go see if we can learn anything about the damn desert planet of Megoth.”
MAKAYLA FIGURED OUT quickly that her new metabolism required less sleep and more food. Just four hours down and she was ready to go. But if she skipped a meal, and she needed four of them and two snacks... she would get very tired and cranky.
Jerky was a good snack. The dehydrated food they were going to take down to the red desert planet, made lousy meals. But she would deal with it. The food resembled MREs, with no need for a heat source. Just add water and press a button. They would cook in the pouch and taste disgusting.