by Aria Bell
Which was good, because giving up my cut of our profits was exactly what I’d done for her.
But it had been more than worth it. I would always remember that kiss. I could fight and forget a hundred battles, but the kiss binding me to my new mate would linger with me until the day I died.
“Congratulations, Captain,” Gren’don said, his eyes little more than angry slits. “Now you must only fulfill the final part of becoming True Mates. Or…” His smile was nastier than a jarback razorfang.
“I know my duties,” I said coldly. “You focus on yours, First Mate.”
Then, to dead silence, I escorted Sylvis back to my quarters. Without a doubt, I was the least popular person on the ship right then, having cost my crew the ransom they’d been salivating over.
I didn’t give a damn. I was too focused on the little human, my tersa tuval, who clutched my bicep as if it were the only thing keeping her afloat in a stormy sea. Her face was still set with determination. She hadn’t flinched at doing what she’d set her mind to doing.
I didn’t deserve a female this strong. It was as though she was an unexpected, perfect gift from some cosmic space god I’d never worshiped. Right then I decided I was not about to let her go.
Not without a fight.
And no one fought as hard as a Jardan.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Captain Sylvis Trasker
Mated.
That was me.
I thought about all that had happened as Kash walked me to his quarters. A week ago, I’d been setting out from Umeia Station as captain of the Mero Tallasa on another routine pleasure cruise. Now I was mated to an alien pirate in order to escape my father’s plans to use me as a marriage commodity.
I couldn’t even conceive of how far my life had fallen out of a stable orbit. Still, I was even more nervous walking back to Kash’s quarters than I’d been heading off to take part in a mysterious mating ceremony I didn’t have the first clue about. I hadn’t asked what the first mate had meant when he’d mentioned fulfilling the final part of becoming true mates, but I wasn’t a fool either. What happened when you got married? You celebrated, and then you went somewhere private for the night and made glorious, mind-blowing love…or to put it in language my new pirate Jardan might use—you fucked like a zara otter in heat until the morning hours. So I had no illusions what he’d been talking about. A hot ball of anticipation and desire burned inside of me at the thought.
I had no doubt of what Kash had in mind. My new mate’s cock had been rock hard when he’d kissed me. He hadn’t been shy about letting me know either. And I hadn’t been shy about rubbing against him in pure, primal lust, caught up in the totality of his kiss and the raw sexual thrill of his thick cock separated from me by only a few thin layers of fabric.
Despite the fact that he had already had me, I realized I was nervous…and horny. And nervous. I wanted him, maybe even more than I had the other night, because he had done all this, risked so much for me. To make things right. I had no doubt that if I asked him to sleep on a couch, he would honor my request and keep his hands off me. But there was no way in hell I was going to do that. I wanted my hands on him so badly I was practically salivating.
The doors to his quarters opened. I stepped inside, my knees feeling a bit wobbly and my mouth dry. Kash turned back to the panel and locked the door. The chime seemed very loud to me.
I glanced at him, trying to think of something to say as the tension in the air grew thicker. “Should we get something to eat from the galley? I—”
His eyes seemed to blaze as he strode right up to me, took me into his arms, and kissed me. Not just any kiss. A kiss that seemed to ignite my entire body. My heart was pounding. My breath came fast and hard. Every part of my body felt as if it had become electrified with the promise of pleasure. Just one scorching kiss and already I was ready to get down on my knees and worship him.
He finally broke the kiss, letting me catch my breath. I had to take a moment to steady myself. But as soon as I had control of my thoughts again, I knew I couldn’t make this too easy for him. A girl had pride after all.
“I already told you,” I said, narrowing my eyes at him…but certainly not trying to pull away either. “You can’t just kiss me anytime you please.”
He raised an eyebrow. “I believe I just did.”
I snorted and put my hands on my hips. “Yeah? I’d like to see you do it again, you worthless brigand.”
The determination on his face was enough to make my breath hitch with excitement. He drew me into another embrace, capturing my lips in a kiss that had me melting in his strong arms. When he touched me, when he kissed me, I couldn’t think of anything else in the universe except him. How wonderful he made me feel. How he effortlessly seemed to command my body’s every reaction. How powerful I felt to stir so much passion in such a huge and powerful Jardan.
He finally ended the incredible kiss, but kept a hold of me until I was steady on my feet again. His arrogant grin sent lightning bolts of pure lust straight to my heated core, and my pussy was slippery with lust for him.
“There. I did it again, tersa tuval,” he said. Then he leaned close and growled, “That’s just a taste of what I intend to give you.”
“What if I’m not interested? What if I think you’re a backwater chronkle with more muscles than brains?”
“That might be true, but you still want me. I can see it. Feel it. Tasting you before has only made me want you more. I promise when I’m done, you’ll be begging me for more. And you know I keep my promises.”
He gave me a slow grin. My core tightened and my pussy grew wet at the blazing heat in his stare. He might be smiling, but from the look in his eye, he was already imagining doing exactly that—his huge cock into me and fucking me hard and fast until I was nothing but quivering jelly. And my damn traitor body was eager to be owned by him again, dominated, pleasured every way possible.
Still, I wanted to make him fight for it. I couldn’t let him know I wanted it. I wasn’t going to simply throw myself at him, spread my legs, and let him do as he pleased just because of his roguish smile and how the memory of his long cock had my knees weak. “You’re so damn arrogant. No one fucks me into submission.”
“I love a dirty mouth on a female,” he said, his voice more a primal growl of lust than at any time before. “And I also don’t like to turn away from a challenge. So don’t tempt me, my little human. Not unless you’re prepared for the consequences.”
I couldn’t let this stand. I refused to back down. I put my hands on my hips, my legs spread a little, my chin raised in defiance, and I made my expression as imperious as I could. With long practice as captain of a ship, my looks could be fierce. “I think you’re all talk and no action.”
He grinned even wider, but his eyes flashed dangerously, promising me all kinds of payback for my taunts. I swallowed hard, delightfully uneasy at the prospect of him making me his in every delicious way possible. He stared right into my eyes with a gaze hot enough to melt the panties right off my body. Then, smirking, he kicked off his boots and carefully unbuckled his sword belt and set it aside, turning his back to me so I got to ogle his wide, heavily muscled back, watching those muscles flex and shift beneath his silken blue skin. I bit my lip to hold in a groan of pure lust. This had been my favorite part—no, one of my favorite parts the last time we’d made love. Watching him undress. He slowly unbuttoned his trousers and slid them down his thick thighs.
Once more, I was treated to one of the most stunning sights I’d ever seen. My Jardan mate, very, very naked, with the sexiest, most perfect ass in the galaxy.
He turned to me, and my eyes widened at the sight of his cock, long and thick and fully erect. I shivered in delight as heat and moisture flooded my pussy.
His arrogant smile told me he knew exactly how my body had reacted to him. Lazily, he reached down and gripped his thick shaft and began slow, almost deliberate strokes. He arched an eyebrow at me. “You were saying?”
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My mouth was dry, and I was breathing in quick little gasps that seemed timed to the rhythm of his hand as he pumped his cock. I ached to touch him. To lick those clear beads of precum from the tip, running my tongue over the head and down his silken length.
But my voice was hoarse as I said, “You haven’t proven anything yet, big guy.”
He grunted, his eyes narrowing at the challenge. I felt another electric thrill of lust shoot through me. I wanted nothing more than to lie back on the bed and spread my legs for him, entice him into fucking me deep and hard, until I was gasping my pleasure. Until I was helplessly moaning his name.
He walked to me; his arrogant strut might’ve brought a smile to my lips another time. Right now it only quickened my heart, deepened the ache for him in my pussy. He had the body of a mythical god. With a trembling hand, I reached for his cock, wanting to touch him, to feel how his cock was hard as steel under than velvet skin.
But he caught my hand before I touched him. My mouth formed a pout, but the next instant he was kissing me, capturing my lips with his and pulling me tight against his body. Now his hard length was pressed against my body, and I felt it throbbing there between us. Having him naked with me still dressed only heated my blood further, making me eager to tear my way out of my clothes so I could press against him skin to skin.
But he was in charge here. He broke the kiss that had blanked all my thoughts to nothing but a pleasure haze. Then he looked deep into my eyes as he began to slowly, carefully undress me. His concentration was total as he gradually revealed more and more of my skin, slipping me out of my uniform piece by piece.
When I was completely naked, a grin curled his lips again, and his eyes were half-lidded with lust. “Stunning,” he said, his voice thick with need, rough with desire for me. “Absolutely stunning.”
I lifted my chin, intending to say something about how he wasn’t so bad himself, but he gave me no chance to speak. His mouth captured mine and he kissed my quip back down my throat. I didn’t even mind. His kisses left my head spinning, my body throbbing for his touch.
I gasped when his strong arms swept me off the ground. I put my hands around his neck, loving the flex of his hard muscles against my body, one of my tight nipples pressing into his skin as my breast pushed against him. He kissed me deeply again, then set me down on the bed. His big hands slid down my body, caressing my breasts, teasing my nipples until I was squirming and panting with tightening need, then sliding further over my hips, across the smoothness of my inner thighs, nudging me open for him.
I gasped his name when he dipped his head and those hands spread my pussy lips an instant before his tongue flicked along my clit, sending electric thrills of bliss like lightning bolts into my brain. My hips bucked wildly as I ground my pink flesh into his face, helpless to do anything but seek to extend that incredible pleasure forever.
He didn’t seem to mind, driving his tongue deeper, along the top of my channel, then flicking ever so lightly over my sensitive clit before thrusting back into my pussy again. I rode the waves of pleasure as they grew higher and higher. Whimpers of pure delight escaped my lips. I licked them, bit them, tried to keep myself silent and finally gave up. He mercilessly sought out my pleasure spots with his tongue and tormented me by sucking on my clit, then flicking his tongue rapidly across it. My hands clutched at the bed sheets when I came hard, shuddering against him, the pleasure so great I couldn’t even make a sound. I only writhed there, convulsing, riding the crashing waves of sensation.
Kash licked his lips as he pushed himself up from my pussy. His mouth was wet with my juices, and his blue eyes shone with primal ferocity as he loomed over me, supporting his huge bulk with his arms, his muscles rigid.
My body was desperate for him. The first orgasm was not enough. I wanted him inside me. His entire length, driving into me balls-deep. Fucking me hard. “C’mon,” I gasped. “Fuck me. I need you in me. Now.”
His blue eyes were so intense I thought they’d catch me on fire with a glance. But his grin was pure, wicked male ego as he ignored my pleas and kissed his way down my body again, lavishing attention on my breasts, on my aching nipples standing up hard and erect, down my side, a kiss below my navel, down lower until I was sure that if he put his tongue in me again, I wouldn’t be able to handle it.
But he abruptly grabbed my thighs and pushed them upward, spreading my legs for him. He groaned aloud as he stared at my slick, wet pussy throbbing with need for him. Then he met my gaze again, grabbed his cock, and slowly slid his cock past my lower lips. He filled me, inch by inch, stretching me even as I wrapped my legs around him and drew him toward me. Wanting him inside me, wanting that connection to last forever. I moaned as he finished filling me, sinking his cock all the way inside. He gave my body a moment to adjust to his girth, but my pussy was clutching at him eagerly, my inner muscles fluttering with anticipation. I bit at my lip, loving the teasing, loving his focus on taking his time and drawing out my pleasure to the utmost almost as much as it drove me mad.
Finally, he began to fuck me. Slow at first, deep strokes, drawing his cock almost all the way from me, leaving only the head inside me before driving back home again, rocking my hips back. My body was begging for faster and harder. The need, the hunger for him rushed like fire through my veins. He seemed to read my mind. His eyes were the brightest blue I’d ever seen as he increased his pace, pumping me faster. I lost track of time, caught in a whirlwind of mind-blowing sensation, unable to look away from his piercing gaze.
When the second orgasm hit me, it made the first one seem like a minor tremor followed by a devastating earthquake. I shattered around him, bucking my hips erratically, losing our rhythm because suddenly I couldn’t think, couldn’t do anything except surrender to the incredible pleasure he’d stirred within me. He thrust harder and faster into me, racing to catch up and come with me.
He groaned my name as he finally hit his peak and came, pumping into me, rocking me back into the bed as he filled me with his hot cum. He finally stilled as I drifted in a warm, pleasure-haze, utterly content in his arms. He pulled back from me, his large cock slipping from my pussy, even as occasional aftershocks of my orgasm rippled through me.
“Still…” I said lazily, struggling to calm my breathing and slow my pounding heart. Forming words was harder than I’d thought. “Still all talk…”
He gave an animal growl, the sound and the accompanying vibrations shooting through me from my clit all the way to my brain to destroy all thoughts and make me shiver with delight. “Do you need another lesson?”
I laughed weakly. “I don’t think…I could take one right now, thank you.”
His cocky laugh told me that seeing the results of the pleasure he’d given me was all the thanks he’d ever need.
I only lay there with his seed drying in me, on my thighs. Every so often an aftershock from my last orgasm would shake me, make me tremble. I could barely catch my breath. My thoughts slipped away into a sated cloud of pleasure.
He lay down behind me in the bed, gently pulled me tight against his body, and kissed his way along my neck. His long cock was still semi-erect. A dim, insane part of me wondered if I could stir him to full hardness again, but the rest of me knew I couldn’t take anymore. Another fuck-session with this alien might just end me. Instead, I snuggled backward against him, my ass cheeks against his cock, his wonderfully strong and big body wrapping around me protectively. Sheltering me.
I felt safe. I felt protected. I felt more secure than I had in a very long time, simply lying here in the arms of this space pirate. This criminal. This incredible Jardan who had stolen me in every way possible, heart, body, and soul, and brought me into his life.
He softly kissed my neck, just behind my ear, making me give another delighted little shiver.
“Mate,” he said, his voice more growl, more defiant claim to the universe than anything else. But the sound of the word made me strangely happy.
For the first time since
I’d been taken hostage, I slept peacefully.
* * *
Captain Kash Dra’sten
I was the luckiest pirate in the galaxy. I didn’t doubt it for a second. Sylvis was still curled next to me, her arm across my chest, the warm, silken skin of her body pressed against mine. She was dozing, breathing evenly and deeply. I gave a gentle kiss to her forehead. Her eyelids fluttered, and she threw an arm over her eyes against the light in the room. Her movement gave me an incredible view of her breasts. My cock immediately began to harden. It was amazing how easily my little tersa tuval, my fiery princess, could turn me on.
“Oh stars,” she groaned, glancing at my stiffening cock. “I don’t think I can handle that thing again so soon.” But she was also grinning at me with that naughty twinkle in her eyes.