by Zoey Draven
So, for just that night, because she didn’t want to ruin it, she accepted it.
She threaded her hands through his hair, which fell around them and tickled her bare shoulders. Tugging him down, Lainey kissed him again, but that time it was soft and sweet.
His breathing changed and he rasped against her lips, “Vrax, luxiva, you drive me mad. I could kiss you forever.”
Lainey smiled and her stomach fluttered. It felt good to smile with him. She hadn’t smiled so much since…well, since Nadine.
Looking up at him, she saw another firefly approach and she couldn’t help but chuckle as it lit up his skin.
“Rebax?” he questioned and she guessed that translated to: what?
“Your skin is all pink now,” she whispered, sliding her hands over his right side, up to his shoulder, where his skin shifted in color, absorbing the firefly’s light. “You’re my big pink alien.”
He growled, his eyes never leaving hers. “As long as I am yours.”
Lainey swallowed, stilling. She hadn’t even realized she’d called him her big pink alien. It had just fallen from her lips with her teasings.
Kirov’s hand left her hip and her lips opened in surprise when it trailed lower. Leaning down, he nipped at her exposed earlobe, making her shiver, as he whispered, “I know what else is pink.”
She sucked in a breath.
Filthy things continued to tumble from his lips…and she loved it.
“Your little cunt was bright pink earlier tonight. Pink and wet for me,” he growled. “Wasn’t it, luxiva?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“You did not let me satisfy you then, but will you now? Will you let me lick your pink little cunt until you cum all over my tongue?”
Oh my God.
“W-well, since you’re asking so nicely,” she managed to choke out. Because screw it. She wanted a mind-blowing orgasm and he was offering.
Besides, she had a feeling she was way past the point of stopping whatever was going to happen.
I don’t even want to, she realized.
Kirov purred deep in his chest and then he started to move. He stopped at her breasts first, cupping them both in his warm palms before he rolled her nipples with his thumbs. Pleasure zinged down her spine, startling and sizzling.
But it was nothing compared to when he latched his lips over one and suckled. Hard.
She groaned, her eyes rolling into the back of her skull. He suckled just long enough to make her hips squirm underneath him and then he switched to the other breast, that ridged tongue lapping at the peak.
Lainey felt like she could cum from just that.
Before she got to that point, he released her, eliciting a frustrated moan from deep in her chest.
“Tease,” she accused, breathless, her chest heaving.
That crooked dark little grin almost melted her.
Then, without saying a word, he slid down her body in one quick motion and before she knew it, he was settled between her thighs, gripping her calves and pulling her legs open wider. So he could see all of her.
Lainey hardly had time to blink before he was there.
A cry of pleasure was ripped from her throat when he buried his face between her legs, that ridged tongue coming out to lap at her delicate folds.
He groaned and rasped, “Fates, your taste, luxiva!”
Lainey couldn’t speak. She couldn’t even think as he returned to her, licking and lapping at her entrance, delving his tongue deep inside her, making her pussy pound and throb in arousal.
Then he discovered her clit.
And the moment her hips hitched in response, a strangled cry erupting from her, Kirov was relentless. Lainey could feel him learning what she liked. Every swipe of his tongue, every little gentle suckle over her clit, he was cataloging her responses and filing them away in his big ol’ genius mind.
That knowledge should scare her. That he alone would know every way to drive her crazy, but Lainey couldn’t bring herself to care, especially not right then.
“Kirov,” she groaned, her hands fisting into the blue moss underneath her, her legs beginning to squirm as her orgasm approached. It was going to be a big one. She could feel it as her breathing changed, as her abdomen dipped and heaved, and her legs tensed around his head.
“Cum for me, luxiva,” he growled. “Let me see you cum for me.”
God, she loved it when he talked dirty to her.
Lainey looked up at the night sky above her, her eyes wide, hovering on the edge. There was a silver halo around the almost-full moon.
Then her gaze went to him, eating her out with enthusiasm and a skill that should make her jealous of females that came before her. Who had taught him this? He was looking up at her, those blue eyes locked on her and Lainey shivered.
Then she saw his hand shift, going down to his cock. A moment later, she saw his forearm flex in a jerky, albeit rhythmic, motion.
Lainey let out a cry, the knowledge that he was pleasuring himself, stroking that magnificent, thick cock, as he licked her was too much. It sent her over the edge.
Her orgasm hit her, making her back arch, lifting her hips off the moss. But Kirov stayed with her, growling into her pussy as her cream met his tongue and he lapped up every last drop.
She couldn’t breathe, as punishing waves of pleasure drove into her, pounding every part of her body.
Lainey didn’t know how long it went on, but the next thing she knew, Kirov was bellowing between her thighs and rocking his hips, fucking the air, as jets of cum landed on the blue moss below her.
Then Lainey crashed, panting, her whole body going limp, her pussy continuing to pulse with the aftershocks of her orgasm.
She eventually had to push Kirov away because she grew too sensitive. Instead, he turned his head and kissed the inside of her thighs, dragging his tongue over the flesh there, before nuzzling his horns into her.
Lainey laid there, trying to catch her breath, trying to process what just happened. But she knew that he’d just given her the best goddamn orgasm of her life.
As it died down, panic replaced pleasure and churned in her belly.
She felt…vulnerable. This was what she’d been afraid of. And Kirov peppering her skin with kisses and purring deep in his chest, acting like she’d just pleased him immensely, made her heart soften when it needed to harden.
This was bad, bad, bad. Because she was already catching feelings for him like butterflies in a net and she was afraid that if it continued like this, if he talked to her softly about music and deliberately pushed her when he knew she was being stubborn and gave her mind-blowing orgasms that made her fly into freaking orbit…she could fall in love with him. She would fall in love with him.
She might have already started the descent.
And that scared the living daylights out of her.
When she pushed up from her position, he looked up at her. He was still sprawled on his stomach between her thighs, still fully clothed. He stilled when he saw her expression and slowly, and gracefully, sat up.
His still hard cock was shimmering with his cum but he tucked it back into his pants, though he kept the laces undone. When she wrapped her arms around herself, Kirov cursed under his breath and retrieved her shirt, helping her slip it back on so she was covered.
But he didn’t allow her to pull away from him, not the way she wanted. Instead, Kirov slipped behind her, wrapping his arms around her front, hugging her to him.
“Don’t,” she whispered, her throat tight.
“Stop it,” he rasped in response. “Do not diminish what just happened.”
Sucking in a breath, Lainey felt tears sting her eyes, but she swallowed whatever emotion placed them there. She didn’t want to cry in front of him, not again, and especially not after what they’d just done.
“What can I give you right now?” he murmured in her ear, softly, his voice soothing her. “Tell me.”
She squeezed her eyes shut. God, why did he have t
o be so good? Why couldn’t he be a complete asshole like her ex-boyfriends? It would make this so much easier.
A laugh bubbled from her throat but to Lainey it sounded slightly hysterical, nervous.
Because she could think of nothing else, she whispered, “A piano.”
Kirov went quiet and he pressed a kiss to her temple, leaving his lips there. Slowly, Lainey began to relax and she wondered if the strange force between them helped her calm down.
Then he said, “I cannot give you that now. But I promise you, luxiva, I will in time. Tev?”
“Okay,” she whispered because she could think of nothing else to say.
Chapter Fourteen
“Why are you so quiet today?” Crystal asked, looking up from her tablet.
In the back of her mind, Lainey wondered if Kirov had also made the tablet at some point. Was it his own invention?
“Am I being quiet?” Lainey asked, tossing the mini-UFO, in its sphere form, back and forth in her hands. She shrugged, hoping it seemed nonchalant. “I guess I’m just tired.”
“Couldn’t sleep?” Crystal asked next, her eyes going back to the drawing she was working on.
Lainey relaxed a little, her gaze straying to Vixron, who was standing at the window, looking out over the view.
“No, not really,” she murmured.
It was early in the afternoon and after Kirov dropped her back off at the house last night, she hadn’t been able to sleep. For a multitude of reasons.
Part of it was because he’d been so sweet when they’d had to say goodbye for the night. He hadn’t said much, just pulled her into his body, giving her one of his fantastic, warm hugs, and tilted her face up so he could kiss her. He’d kissed her slowly and without any rush, despite that they’d needed to be quiet and sneak her back inside her room before Vixron noticed she’d been gone.
Part of it was also because she hadn’t wanted to say goodbye. She’d been tempted to just go back to his empty house with him and crawl into his bed and cuddle and kiss and touch him and do all the things she knew she shouldn’t do.
But a big part of why she couldn’t sleep was because she was worried. Worried about how things would unfold with him now that they’d been intimate and wondering how she could leave her heart intact and unbroken when she eventually had to leave Luxiria.
Lainey was so lost in her thoughts, staring into space, that she almost didn’t realize it when she heard a hovercraft approaching.
Her breath hitched and she was up, striding over to the window to see if it was Kirov, not caring if Crystal or Vixron thought her actions were odd.
But it wasn’t Kirov.
It was Kate. A very pregnant Kate, looking like she was about to give birth any moment. Vaxa’an, her mate and the Prime Leader of Luxiria, helped her down off the hovercraft. The blatant worry on his face, him fussing over her as she walked towards their house, was unexpectedly…cute. Watching them together, Lainey thought it was obvious that they loved each other deeply.
Kate had come at Lainey’s request, she realized, swallowing her disappointment that it wasn’t Kirov. Crystal stood up from the fire pit circle, frowning out the window, but Lainey was out the door, going to greet the human woman that they knew very little about.
“Lainey,” Kate said, smiling, reaching out to pull her into a hug. She was careful not to crush the other woman’s bulging stomach.
“Thanks for coming to see us,” Lainey said softly. “If I’d realized you were this pregnant, I wouldn’t have—”
“I’m glad to get out of the house. Honestly,” Kate murmured, stabbing a thumb over her shoulder at Vaxa’an. “He’s been a tyrant. He practically keeps me chained to the bed.”
Lainey laughed, believing it, before glancing back down to her belly. “We just saw you two weeks ago. I can’t believe how much your pregnancy has progressed.”
“Luxirian gestations are much shorter than ours. The babies grow much faster,” Kate explained. “At least that’s what Privanax believes. It won’t be too much longer now.”
“Oh,” Lainey murmured. She realized she was blocking the entrance to the house and sprung aside, opening the door for Kate. “Crystal’s here too.”
“I heard Erin and Bianca wanted to stay behind,” Kate commented, stepping into the house, Vaxa’an letting Lainey pass before he followed.
“We hope they’ll come here soon,” Lainey said quietly, remembering her argument with Bianca, wishing she hadn’t been so harsh with her words. Maybe if she’d been more like Erin, calm and level-headed, she could’ve convinced her to come along.
Crystal greeted Kate, exchanging pleasantries as Lainey stood next to Vaxa’an and Vixron awkwardly as they spoke to one another in Luxirian. Whatever Vixron said had Vaxa’an jerking his head in a hard nod, his gaze straying to Lainey briefly.
Paranoid, she wondered if he somehow knew she’d snuck out with Kirov last night, but when he didn’t say anything about it, she relaxed. She assumed that Kirov could get into some kind of trouble if Vaxa’an knew they were…involved. That must be why he wanted to keep it a secret.
But if he intended to take her with him to Troxva, it couldn’t remain a secret for long.
Lainey shook her head, wondering where in the world that thought had come from. In the back of her mind, however, she knew that he would be leaving in two days—one and a half now, really—and tomorrow might be the last time they saw each other.
Not if you go with him, like he wants, her treacherous mind whispered. He said he would make you a piano.
Her heart still fluttered whenever she thought about it, how she’d never heard anything more romantic in her entire life. He’d offered to make her a piano, just because she wanted one.
Lainey bit her lip, inhaling a slow breath and releasing it just as slowly. She needed to get a grip.
Kate turned to her mate and said, “Thanks for bringing me, Vaxa. You can go now. I seriously need some girl time without you hovering.”
Then Kate smiled sweetly, which told Lainey that she had the alien male wrapped around her little finger.
Vaxa’an growled a little at that. “Very well, female,” in a tone that made her think he knew exactly what his mate was doing. “Com me at the command center if you need me. If you need anything. If you feel—”
“Yes, yes, honey, I know,” Kate said smiling. She walked over to him and gave him a kiss, squeezing his forearm when she pulled back. “I’ll see you later.”
“Love you, female,” he growled.
“And I love you.”
And with one last, long look at Kate, Vaxa’an nodded at Vixron, at Lainey and Crystal, and left, the hovercraft pulling away from the terrace a moment later.
Kate sighed, a dreamy smile softening her face, as she looked after him and Lainey knew she had it bad for her male.
Then the pregnant woman clapped her hands and looked at them both. “Now, the real question is…what do you guys have to eat around here?”
“Want some company?” came a soft voice behind her and Lainey turned from her spot at the balcony to see Kate waddling up to her. Vixron was frowning at the both of them from the doorway, probably wondering how Lainey would corrupt his Prime Leader’s mate.
Lainey waved at him before addressing Kate. “Sorry for being rude. I just…needed some air.”
It was early evening and already the temperature of the Golden City began to cool.
“No worries. I get it,” Kate said.
“It’s hard for me to be trapped inside too long,” Lainey said, feeling like she owed her an explanation. “Now that we have access to the outside, I take advantage.”
Kate frowned, reaching out a hand to touch her shoulder. “I am so sorry for how Vaxa kept you in that room for so long. He thought he was doing the right thing to keep you safe. I tried to tell him—”
“It’s okay,” Lainey said. “It was partly that, but mostly, it’s the memory of those cages, on that other planet.” She looked over at Kate. “But
I don’t have to tell you about it. You were there too, before us.”
“Yes,” Kate said. “But thankfully not as long. Vaxa chose me my very first time in the Pit. I can’t imagine what you had to go through.”
Lainey didn’t respond to that immediately. She’d come to terms with her abduction and imprisonment. It would always be lurking in the back of her mind, but it had happened and she couldn’t change it. And she refused to let it break her down again.
“But I don’t want to ruin our time together talking about that place,” Kate added softly, reading her expression well. Kate reminded her of Erin, calm and kind and perceptive. “I had fun this afternoon with you and Crystal. I’m glad she finally warmed up to me.”
Lainey laughed, “She’s a little shy at first, but shy is not how I’d describe that woman once you get to know her.” She smiled. “I had fun this afternoon too. I’m glad you could come.”
All three of them had simply talked for a few hours straight, which probably bored Vixron out of his mind. They’d had him order some snacks for them too—Kate had ordered all her favorite things and Lainey had to admit that everything she tasted that afternoon was much, much better than the smoked meat they’d been eating.
So they’d eaten and gossiped all afternoon, talking about their lives back on Earth—they’d learned Kate had worked in publishing back in Chicago—and their atrocious ex-boyfriends and their college days and the foods they missed the most—an In-N-Out burger for Crystal, chicken tikka masala for Kate, and a dragon sushi roll for Lainey.
It felt nice, just talking and laughing with friends, Lainey realized. Lainey had cut a lot of people out of life since Nadine died. She’d folded in on herself and isolated herself.
It had been a long time since she’d simply enjoyed the company of other women and Lainey hadn’t realized how much she missed it.
“Can I ask you something?” Lainey murmured, looking over her shoulder to see Vixron still watching them, his arms crossed over his chest.
“Anything,” Kate responded.
Lowering her voice, Lainey asked the one question that had been plaguing her. “How did you know that Vaxa’an was the one?”