“Say it,” he growled.
“Say… what?” she gasped.
He slid his finger deeper. “You know what. Or must I refresh your memory with another trip across my lap?”
She shook her head wildly. “No, my lord. I’ll say it. My… my pussy belongs to you.”
He worked a second finger into her hole, then pumped in and out a few times. “And this tight little ass?”
She moaned. “This ass is yours, my lord.”
He pulled his fingers out and she moaned again. “Get up and take off your clothes. You’ll stay naked until we leave the ship.”
He watched her undress. Gods’ balls, he’d never tire of the sight. Though her pants were around her knees, the hem of her shirt hung low enough to hide her body. She pulled it over her head and his eyes were drawn to her lush breasts. Her nipples were already hard little buds. He ran his hand down over the bulge in his pants, idly stroking, as his gaze traveled down.
She bent forward to pull off her pants but he stopped her. “Turn around. I want to see that rosy red ass you said is mine.”
She turned her back to him and stood there, trembling a little. Her twin mounds were a dark crimson color. Fear for her safety had made him lose control. He’d spanked her harder than he ever had. Yet all she’d said was “I love you, my lord.”
“Take off your pants, Maia, and those silly boots. Now back up to the bed and bend forward so I can inspect my work.”
* * *
Hesitantly, Maia bent over at the waist and presented her inflamed bottom. Being nude with him on the beach had felt natural and right. But this—this was embarrassing. They were on his turf now. He was still fully dressed, lying on the bed, while she stood there, naked and vulnerable.
His hands gently caressed her rear cheeks. She bolted upright when she felt his tongue gliding over her burning flesh.
“Spread your feet wide apart, Maia. Yes, like that. A little more.” He put a hand on the middle of her back and pushed her down again. “Now—do not move unless I give you permission.”
His voice had the compelling tone that sent a shiver through her. To her surprise, the embarrassment of being made to display herself in such an indecent fashion ramped her arousal even higher.
He took one stinging cheek in each hand and spread them apart. She gasped when his tongue traced the cleft between her buttocks all the way down to her sphincter. He took his time, licking her everywhere. Even forcing her to bend over further so his tongue could delve into her pussy.
All the while he made rough animal noises. Low rumblings deep in his chest that drove her wild.
She couldn’t think. Couldn’t breathe. She was consumed by the fiery sting in her bottom and the sweet heat of his tongue licking her ass and pussy. When he stopped she was panting and shaking.
He turned her to face him. “I want to fuck you. I want to bury myself deep inside your tight wet pussy. But I know your ass is still hurting and I don’t want to cause you any more pain.” He opened his pants and lay back on the bed. His cock sprang out, stiff and swollen. “Climb on top of me,” he ordered, one hand stroking up and down its length. “This cock is aching for you. Ride me hard—until we both explode.”
She put one knee on either side of his hips and lowered her body slowly. He reached up and squeezed her nipple with one hand while the other fondled her clit. She looked deep into his eyes as she took him in part way, one thick hard inch at a time. Then she backed off, until the head was poised between the lips of her pussy.
He raised one eyebrow. “Did I not order you to ride me hard?”
“Yes, my lord.” She leaned forward and rocked her hips back and forth, taking the head in. Then she stopped and looked up at him demurely through her lashes. “You are hard and I am riding you.”
“If ever a disobedient wench was begging to be punished, it’s you,” he muttered. He grabbed her around the waist and yanked her down while thrusting his hips up. His cock invaded her. Thick and hard and so very very hot.
This. This was what she hungered for. The shocking thrill of his mastery. Taking control of her body, demanding her complete submission. Maia cried out, her pussy clenching around his girth as he ground his pelvis against hers. One hand slid down from her waist and she felt his thick finger invade her back passage. “Yes, my lord,” she hissed. “My pussy is yours. And my ass. Take me. Fuck me. Fill me.”
He rammed his finger into her bottom hole, then pulled it back and pumped his hips. Maia urged him on with wordless little cries as he built the rhythm. Rocking her body back and forth, claiming first her pussy, then her ass. Harder, deeper.
“You’re mine,” he thundered. “Say it. Say it!”
She felt the surge building. Driving her to the peak. Taking her to that place where only he could take her. She braced her hands on his chest, dug her heels into the mattress and clenched around him.
Kadan’s body went stiff. His arm tightened, crushing her against his body as he thrust deep. He let out a roar and his cock started spurting.
Her body convulsed as the climax tore through her. “Aaah! Yes. Yes yes yes. I’m yours, my lord.” Thought and reason disappeared. All that was left was her pussy, spasming around him with every pulse. Milking the last drops of his seed.
She was still shuddering when he rammed a second finger into her ass.
She let out a wild scream and came again, then collapsed on his chest, his body still one with hers.
She was draped over him, lying limp and sated, when he took her face in both hands and kissed her gently. “I’m sorry, Maia. I spanked you much too hard. I was angry when you wouldn’t listen to reason. I am an Omega Warrior. It is my sworn duty to protect my people from harm. On my last mission, I lost sight of what was most important. I sacrificed men who were loyal to me, good men, for a worthless prize.
“This Quest? I have always known I may not return. No matter how dangerous it is, I have to go. It may be the only chance we have to save our World. But I must do it alone. I can’t put your life at risk.” Filled with tenderness, his eyes caressed her as he went on. “A true warrior doesn’t fight because he hates. He fights because he loves. If I can’t protect you, the woman I love more than life itself, I’ve failed before I begin. Please, Maia. Promise me you’ll stay on the ship.”
* * *
The hours flew by. She stayed in his quarters, naked as he commanded, and he sent one of his men to fetch them food and drink. They slept on the narrow bed with his arms clasped around her. She woke to his lips nuzzling the back of her neck and a huge erection pressed against her ass. They made love again, and then talked of everything—except the future.
It took all the courage she had to send him off with a smile on her face.
Chapter Eleven
“Omega Galen says you need to come. Quickly.”
Solymus burst into Kadan’s quarters, where she was curled up on the bed in a fetal position.
She’d known before he arrived. Felt it the moment it happened. Her lover, her fierce warrior, was fighting for his life. The pain was so intense she could barely move.
“It’s Kadan. He…”
She summoned her power, sent him a burst of light and love, then ruthlessly slammed their link shut. She’d be of no use to him crippled by her empathic connection. “Take me to him. Now. You can tell me what happened on the way.”
He led her to a sleek bullet-shaped craft in the docking bay and took off while she was still fastening her harness. They rocketed toward a small planet, uninhabited except for the Entity forces assigned to guard the Heart.
She looked at him for the first time. His shirt was wet and plastered to his body. “Is that… blood? My God, Solymus, you’re hurt!”
He shook his head. “It’s not my blood. It’s Omega Kadan’s.”
She forced herself to stay calm. “Is he alive?”
“Yes, my lady.”
Maia let out the breath she’d been holding, even though her rational mind expected his an
swer. Kadan’s presence was so strong, their connection so powerful, she’d sensed his injury the moment it happened, as though she’d taken a blow to her own body. Though his life force was weaker now, she still felt it.
“What happened?”
“Did Omega Kadan share any of the details of our operation with you before he left?”
She shook her head. “He didn’t want to worry me. All I know is that two teams were involved.”
The young man started talking.
“Omega Galen’s ship landed in the mountains at dusk. He set up camp, as though he was planning to mount an attack from the north. He made no secret of their presence, since the attack was a ruse designed to draw the guards away from the Sanctuary. Our team arrived in the dead of night. Six of us came in, two by two, in these small transport crafts. Five to do reconnaissance and stand watch, while Kadan breached the Sanctuary alone. We scouted the area and then took cover in the woods.”
He took a deep breath, then continued. She sensed fear verging on panic, held tightly in check. Solymus may have looked like a warrior, but whatever happened terrified the little boy who still lived inside him.
“Galen’s team opened fire on the Sanctuary. We saw the creatures as they swarmed out, my lady. They’re hideous. And huge—taller than our biggest warrior. They have the features of enormous insects—thick dark outer shells, with six appendages. They walk upright on two of them, like men, and wield their weapons with the other four. Their eyes are shrewd and intelligent, but cold as the seventh hell.
“Galen’s team retreated as planned and the creatures pursued them back to the mountains. Kadan waited till they were gone, then broke into the Sanctuary. He managed to breach their inner sanctum and capture the Heart. But as he made his escape, one of the guards they left behind saw him. He fired his weapon and brought Kadan down. We rushed to the Omega’s aid. Teo and I carried him to one of the transport vehicles while the others returned fire. They killed the first guard but three others charged after us. They wounded two more of our men but we were all able to make it out. We headed to Omega Galen’s encampment. That’s where I’m taking you now.”
Solymus stopped for a moment. When he went on, his voice held a tremor. “When we brought that first creature down, it fell like a stone. But the others—they began wailing as though they’d been hit too. First the one who was nearest, then the second. The third one took it up… and then it happened. The entire swarm of creatures heading into the mountains joined in. Eerie howls that would chill your blood echoed in the darkness. A chorus of death.”
“The Oracle was right,” Maia murmured to herself. “Individual beings, yet they’re connected. Together, they form the Entity. When you strike at one, they all feel pain.”
Omega Galen was waiting for her when the transporter stopped. He took her hands in his and got straight to the point.
“Prepare yourself, my lady. He’s conscious but very weak. They used some sort of laser blaster. The shot went straight through his thigh. Slashed the artery. Teo and Solymus got him here just in time. I managed to seal the wound, but he’s lost a great deal of blood. As you know, we can’t replace it…”
She broke in before he finished. “Yes, you can. Use mine.”
“My lady, while I appreciate your desire to help, medical science has shown…”
“Medical science?” Her eyes flashed. “According to medical science in your world, my healing powers don’t exist. Yet you’ve seen them at work. I’m telling you to take my blood. His body will not reject it.”
Galen fell silent. She could almost hear his mind at work. His training told him pumping the wrong blood into a man’s veins would kill him. But without a transfusion, Kadan was almost certain to die before they could get him home. If by some miracle, hers kept him alive long enough to get him back to base, a supply of his rare blood type could be rushed to Prya. It would arrive before they did.
Galen nodded once. His demeanor changed and suddenly she found herself dealing with the iron-hard warrior instead of a concerned friend.
“Very well. But you will do exactly as I say. What I’m consenting to do goes against my better judgment. I can’t have the slightest mistake contaminating your blood too.”
He summoned two of his men. “Take her to my tent,” he barked to one of them. He pulled the other aside, spoke in a low voice. “Rasgren, I’m transferring command to you. I need to perform an emergency medical procedure before subjecting Omega Kadan’s body to the stress of accelerating into hyperspace. See that our team is fed and rested, then post sentries down the mountain. We’ve driven those creatures back, but now they know we have the Heart. They’ll attack again as soon as night falls. This time they’ll be even more ferocious.”
Maia summoned a smile and pulled aside the flap to the tent. Kadan was lying on a cot, his face as pale as the sheet covering him. He opened his eyes, saw her, and glared at Galen.
“You sent for her?” he roared. “After I forbade it?” She thought she’d seen him angry, but she realized he’d only been playacting with her. Despite his weakened state, his shout was fierce enough to rock her back on her heels.
“You can kick my ass later,” Galen replied mildly.
Maia rushed to him. “Sssh. Calm down. Your body is under enough stress already.” She fell to her knees and laid her head on his chest. Closing her eyes, she summoned all the strength she had and poured it into him.
He jerked as though he’d been punched in the gut. “Woman, what did you just do to me?”
Exhausted from the effort, she could barely lift her head. Maia vowed she’d never let him see how much it cost her. “So—you felt that, did you? I may not be an Omega Warrior, but I have other talents… my lord.”
“I look forward to seeing you demonstrate them all—tomorrow.”
He gave her the ghost of a wicked grin and her heart soared.
Galen ordered another cot brought in and placed next to Kadan’s. She lay down and reached out to clasp his hand lightly in hers. “When the transfusion begins, I’m going to open my mind to yours. It’s important that you allow me to make the connection without holding yourself back in any way. While Galen pumps my blood into your body, I’m going to send more light and energy into you.”
They stayed like that for hours. Galen fussed over them, a seven-foot-tall bearded mother hen. He was stunned as he watched the color return to Kadan’s face, the strength flowing back into his limbs.
“I would not have believed it had I not seen it. You’ve performed a feat of magic. Not only did his body accept your blood, his wound is nearly healed.”
She shook her head. “No magic. What you see is only the healing energy of the Universe—and the power of love.”
Maia was shocked at how drained she felt afterwards. She told herself it was due to the loss of blood combined with the intensity she brought to his healing. She’d poured herself into healings before, but never to this degree. And she’d never demanded so much from her body.
She drifted off to sleep, her hand still clasping his.
* * *
She woke to darkness filled with a horrible, ear-piercing thrumming that vibrated through her bones and sent slivers of pain stabbing into her skull.
She jerked up, panicked, and felt Kadan’s arms close around her.
“Don’t be afraid, my love. They’re still far away.” His mouth was next to her ear, calming her, soothing her. “You’re hearing the high-pitched buzzing noise they make. We think they send out the waves of sound to disorient their enemies before they attack.”
Close by, shouts and curses rang out. Kadan jumped up, heading for the doorway. Maia squeezed her eyes shut when the tent flap opened and a blinding light pierced the darkness.
“Kadan. You have to leave. Take Maia and the Heart and go. Go now.” Galen stood in the opening of the tent holding a lantern. “They sent a raiding party out ahead of the swarm. Two of our sentries are dead. Three others are missing. We don’t know how far they’ve
penetrated our line of defense. Solymus is waiting outside. He’ll help you get to a transport craft we have hidden beyond the next ridge.”
The Heart. She’d been so worried about Kadan when she arrived, she hadn’t given it a thought. She glanced around wildly, still disoriented by the buzzing sound and the sharp pain in her head.
Kadan was at her side in an instant. Already half dressed, he put an arm around her and urged her to a sitting position. When he tried to slide her boots over her feet, she came out of her stupor and pulled them on. He yanked his shirt over his head, scooped up a cloth-wrapped bundle the size of a newborn baby, and stuffed it under his arm.
He held out his hand. “Can you walk? Or should I carry you?”
She got to her feet and stumbled when a wave of dizziness hit her. She hid it by crouching down and pretending to tie her boot. “I’m fine, my love. I just tripped on the lace.” Then she grabbed his hand, grateful for the support it gave.
As soon as they stepped out, Solymus appeared and slipped an arm around Kadan. “I’m all right,” he snapped. “Help Maia.”
Solymus wrapped a powerful arm around her waist. He headed toward the woods behind the tent, half-dragging, half-carrying her.
The journey that followed was a nightmare. They hiked up the side of the mountain for what seemed like hours, though she was sure her crushing fatigue made the climb feel much longer and steeper than it really was.
She was worried about Kadan, but the wound in his leg didn’t seem to slow him down. He’d moved on ahead and she caught a glimpse of his face in the moonlight. Jaw set, eyes constantly raking the area around them for signs of danger, he was in full warrior mode. A place where pain and exhaustion couldn’t faze him. Weapon in one hand, precious bundle cradled in the other, he moved through the unfamiliar terrain as though he’d been born there.
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