Sarazen's Betrayal : Sarazen Saga 1.2

by Isabel Wroth

  The stark blue lines striped across his shoulders, throat and skull only seemed to add to the intensity of her attraction. All of that strength giving way to his corded arms and muscle packed chest. He had zero body hair to speak of to take away from the cobbled ridges that flowed from pectorals to abdomen, his waist tapering down to his hips and thighs in painfully perfect symmetry. The perfect hitch for her legs to wrap around. Strong thighs gave way to long legs and Cassie even found his feet sexy.

  He said her name again to get her attention, and she drug her eyes back up to the stark, handsome lines of his face.

  “No.”

  Somehow, she found strength to crook her finger at him and the heat of his much heavier body pressing her into the mattress seemed to put some life back into her. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and stroked a palm through the short stripe of his hair.

  “I was frowning because I realized I’ve never told you how beautiful you are.”

  Almost nose to nose, Cassie didn’t miss the way his expression melted with utter adoration. Neither did she miss the amusement that crinkled the skin around his eyes. She yipped in surprise when he shoved his arms under her and hauled her upright, kneeling back on the mattress to seat her across his thighs. He hummed as he rubbed his nose alongside hers, catching her lips in a soft kiss on his way. A kiss that had her melting into his arms as he wrapped them around her.

  “I take exception to being beautiful. I am a warrior.” He lifted her up to kiss her deep enough to steal her breath and make her head spin, holding her breasts mashed against his chest.

  “Warriors are fierce.” he growled the words around his kisses.

  “Warriors are strong.” Kiss.

  “But most of all, warriors are hard.”

  Cassie’s head rolled back as light exploded behind her eyes. Falken had pulled her roughly down on his cock, a strangled wail stuck in her throat as the shock of the unexpected rush surged through her.

  It was always a shock, the eruption of sensation of her softer flesh giving way to the inflexible length of his shaft. The stretch and erotic bite of her muscles had her struggling to breathe, to think past the searing pleasure. He held her there impaled, with no way to miss out on a single moment of their bodies welding together.

  He pulled another sound of ecstasy from her at the lick he gave up the length of her throat, teeth nipping gently at her ear.

  “I have never doubted your attraction to me, Cassie. Not for one moment.”

  The tiny nip of his teeth to her ear, electrified her. Flicked that switch from languid and replete to ravenous once more. A needy groan welled up, but he held her still and right where he wanted her.

  “So full. I’m so full of you, Falken.”

  He rolled his cheek against hers and drew back enough to look at her.

  “Is this too much?”

  The gravelly tone of his question sent another zing of sensation through her. Her skin was buzzing and hot with a fine sheen of sweat. Her heart banged against her ribs, her muscles shook with strain from being held so still. But the most incredible, was the feeling of him inside her.

  As frenzied as their previous matings had been, Cassie had missed out on savoring the way their bodies fit together. How her vaginal muscles stretched to their limit to accommodate the huge wedge of flesh held deep inside her. The most breathtaking realization was that she could feel the blood pulsing through the thick shaft. Cassie drunkenly shook her head, closing her eyes to better focus on that strong beat.

  “No. It’s perfect. I feel your heart beating inside me.”

  He touched an incredibly sweet kiss to her lips. “Look at me, Cassie.”

  Her breath caught as she obeyed his whispered command and opened her eyes. The intimacy of their position left her no question that she was looking into the face of a warrior. Hard, strong and fierce.

  “My heart is yours, always.”

  It was a vow and Cassie swore she felt it reverberate through her soul. A harshly whispered promise that brought tears to her eyes and had her unclenching her fingers from his shoulders to stroke her shaking hands down the sides of his head.

  “I’m sorry for how I-”

  Falken cut her off with a rough kiss. Sucking her tongue into his mouth to tangle with his. “Forgiven and done. Now, take your pleasure from me, mate. Ride me.”

  Cassie gave a breathy whimper, a soft gasp at the way Falken gripped her ass in both hands. His thumbs notched over her hips to lift and tilt her the way he wanted, guiding her to slowly rise and curl her pelvis forward.

  It was a position they hadn’t used before. A whole new sensation that pushed pleasure to every corner, every cell of her body, until she felt drunk with it. He set the pace and then let her go, let her take whatever she wanted from him and fed her soft kisses. Stroked her from shoulders to thighs and everywhere in between.

  Part of her wanted to rush, feeling how he quivered with restraint and growled when she squeezed the slick muscles in her pussy tighter around his shaft. The excitement of being allowed the illusion of a dominant position, of taking her pleasure from him, was heady. But there was no mistaking it was Falken in rigid control, giving her all the pleasure she asked for and then some.

  Her pace quickened as she got closer to release, her body already so primed and overly sensitive from his mouth, Cassie knew it wouldn’t be long. She could feel the hum between her legs, the nerves still jangling from the intensity of her first orgasm and the corresponding buzz deeper inside her.

  They both groaned as she thrust herself down harder, faster, her hips churning in tight circles as the pressure grew and grew, coiling and burning in her belly. It was right there, hovering just beyond her reach. Cassie ground down and rocked against him, taking him so deep it hurt, smiling when Falken hissed and growled hungrily. She wanted him wild, wanted him to feel every bit as on fire with lust and pleasure as she did.

  Cassie shivered with a thrilling mix of uncertainty and desire as Falken closed his hand around her throat. His palm so big he covered the entire front of her neck, no more than four or five inches of space keeping his thumb and forefinger from meeting at her nape.

  One good squeeze and he could have snapped her neck, but the hold he had was a study in erotic control. He pushed his thumb up over her chin, rubbing at her lip while he pushed gently to get her to tilt her head back. To lean back so he could watch her breasts bounce and jiggle with every thrust of her hips.

  Falken was obsessed with her boobs and had never missed an opportunity during their bed play to look at or touch them. His eyes went molten with his desire, a deep purr rumbling from his body to hers as she clung to the iron hard mounds of his biceps for balance.

  The change in angle had the pressure inside her changing, his shaft rubbing harder at the front of her pussy. Enough to have her eyes rolling like marbles around in her head.

  “Now, Cassie. Come, now.”

  Her body instantly obeyed. Electric explosions of unbelievable ecstasy whipped through her body, building between her thighs and booming through her like a concussive charge. She writhed, pinned like a butterfly on a screen, unable to escape the crushing pleasure because Falken held her hips inescapably in place with his arm banded around her waist.

  He changed the angle on her again, laying her back down onto the bed, taking his hand from her throat to plant instead beside the ear. He went from allowing her to take whatever pleased her, to ruthlessly driving her through her orgasm. His arm around her waist moved under her back, his hand cupping her shoulder to keep her from sliding up the bed, spreading his knees under her thighs to widen the space she made for him and rode her like a demon possessed.

  *****

  Falken lost all semblance of control. It had been so long and the pleasure his mate drenched him in was too hot to bear stoically. Allowing her to ride him to completion had been the most sensual torment he had ever experienced. The most beautiful, the way Cassie had allowed the intimacy to blossom between them bef
ore losing herself to her need.

  Her climax had pulled the chains off his beast and he drove into her over and over, no quarter, wanting to take her in every way conceivable, greedily reveling in the pleasure she brought him. Her breasts bounced roughly in time to his punishing thrusts, hard enough for her to reach up to cup them in her own hands. His lips peeled back from his teeth in a feral grimace, his voice no more than a snarl.

  “Pinch your nipples for me, my one.” he ordered, her sex gripping him even harder in reaction to her having immediately obeyed him. Falken used every muscle in his body to drive himself into the wet haven of her body, wanting to imprint himself on her soul even as his rhythm faltered and became erratic the closer he came to his release.

  Cassie wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his back, loudly crying out now with every lunge. Her voice rising in pitch as she raced towards the end with him. She climaxed hard, clenching around his cock like a vise and Falken could do no less than follow her into the flames.

  He roared her name to the room, his entire body shuddering with the relief of his seed bursting from his shaft. Every pulse hungrily swallowed by her sex, the pleasure so intense it bordered on violence. It felt like being bathed in the light and power of an exploding star, radiant energy burning through him and leaving nothing behind but brilliant spots dancing behind his eyes.

  He slumped down to rest his cheek on the bed beside her face, somehow managing to offset his weight so he didn’t crush her. Sweat soaked them both, their hearts pounding almost in tandem, racing furiously while their breaths sawed in and out of their lungs.

  Cassie continued to make sweet, broken little sounds in time to the weak contractions of her pussy still fluttering around his shaft. Every one another ripple of pleasure that sent ecstasy streaking up and down his spine. Falken couldn’t help but smile when she moaned a final time, her legs sliding from his waist as though there were no longer bones to support them. When he found the air to speak, Falken nuzzled his way over to her throat to kiss the hammering length of her pulse.

  “Are you hurt?” he asked. Worried, as he had been neither kind nor gentle in his possession of her.

  “Ask me later. I can’t feel anything below my eyeballs.” Her replete, sated slur made him smile. But what she said next would have brought him to his knees if he had been standing. “I missed you. I missed us.”

  Emotion choked him as he lay over her, holding her trembling body beneath him, sharing her skin for this brief moment in time. He had to close his eyes against the burn evoked by her soft murmur and the shaky scrape of her nails across his nape. The depth behind her admission, the words she did not say, did not need to say, echoed between them like a thunderclap.

  “Look at me, Cassie.” he rasped, shifting his weight to allow her room to turn her head to meet his gaze. Almost nose to nose, their cheeks resting on the soft material of their bed, Falken raised his hand to her throat. Brushed his thumb back and forth over the fine bones of her jaw while he searched the sleepy, pleasure-blown depths of her dark eyes.

  “From the first moment I saw you, huddled in the knot of your female crew, angry, suspicious, frightened of us, of me, I loved you.”

  Pressed on top of her as he was, Falken could feel her breath catch and hold. Feel her tremble as the scent of her own emotion sweetly tantalized his senses.

  “I loved you more with each breath I took, and every moment apart from you after having waited so long to be with you was agony. I did not tell you, because I assumed you knew. I based my assumptions on the frame of every mating between my kind I had ever heard of, and I was so wrong.

  “I wish I had told you. I wish I could take back every single moment where you doubted my love. Doubted you were not the life returned to me. I waste time with those wishes, knowing full well all I can do is ensure another moment does not pass where you do not know to the depths of your soul, how much I love you.”

  Cassie murmured his name with a hitch of breath, a tremulous sound that made him smile crookedly. He tightened his arm under her and found the strength to keep her close, to keep himself fully embedded inside her as he rolled them to their sides.

  Falken rubbed his nose up and down the length of hers, hissing as he tugged her thigh over his and sank deeper into the blissful heat of her sex.

  Distraction tugged at him when she moaned softly, a look of agony or rapture chasing across the surface of her eyes. He took a moment to sweep his hands up and down her beautiful body, savoring the residual echoes of their connection. To reach for the blanket behind them to tuck over her cooling skin.

  “There is nothing in this universe I will ever love more than you, Cassie. Any cubs we are blessed with will come in close second, but you are my one. My only.”

  Her lips wobbled in answer. Enticing him to kiss those soft, swollen curves to taste the emotion brimming in her gaze. When he eased back and her lashes slowly lifted, Falken saw calm. Saw relief and a tiny hint of sadness.

  “I was afraid to love you.” she admitted softly. Her small, soft hand spreading over his heart, rubbing the kiss she pressed to the skin above it in with gentle sweeps of her fingers.

  “Why?”

  Cassie sucked in a tremulous breath, a quick smile darting across her flushed cheeks. “If you love someone, you give them the power to hurt you, and I didn’t ever want anyone to have that kind of power over me again. I looked for excuses to keep you at arm’s length. I put myself in situations where you had the ability to hurt me and vilified you when you did.”

  “Cassie-”

  “No, wait. Just let me explain.”

  Falken hugged her tighter, hoping his obvious lack of intention to release her would give her comfort. Or courage, even when he needed no explanation from her to excuse his behavior. “I’m listening, my one.”

  “I worked really hard when we got here, to this new world, to get a hold of my go-to reaction to be mean and nasty in an effort to keep people away. Keep anyone from wanting more from me. I worked even harder on my communication with everyone else, but not with you. I let every imagined little slight fester until it was all just a huge mess and I am so sorry-”

  Falken stopped her as her voice started to rise in pitch, strangling in her throat.

  “Forgiven and done.” he brushed the hair from her cheek when she softened and cuddled closer, visibly struggling with something else. “What is it?”

  “I want to fix our bond.”

  Cassie’s firm admission was followed by her gasp of surprise when his shaft surged to rigid life inside her. Blatant evidence to prove how Falken felt in response. He licked his lips and filled his palm with the luscious curve of her backside, delighting in the shiver that shook her smaller body when he gave her ample flesh a squeeze and pulled his palm down the length of her thigh, drawing her leg even higher over his hip. It took effort to speak in cognitive sentences, but somehow he managed.

  “Our bond was never broken, my one. There is nothing to fix.”

  “Fix, cement, complete, whatever. I want it.” Cassie gasped out breathlessly, shifting to press closer, tilting her pelvis to rock herself against him. “I talked to Gwen. She said we can come at the same time, bite at the same time, and-”

  Cassie cried out in surprise, her words bleeding into a strangled moan as Falken erupted into motion. Flipping over to seat her once more on top of him and grimaced at the indescribable pleasure seared into his flesh.

  “Anything my mate wishes of me, I will give her.”

  There was no rush this time, every movement was a dance, every breath shared, and neither of them blinked. The heat of passion rose, yet for once he was not in a hurry to feel the fire consume them. Falken wanted to remember this moment for the rest of his days.

  His beast paced relentlessly inside him, eagerly awaiting their climax and the feel of his mate’s skin giving way to his bite. Eager for the power of a bond completed so his one could feel his love for her with every thought. Reach for him and always fee
l his touch.

  He looked to where their bodies met and moved, to where his shaft disappeared into the wet heat of her body. Time slowed as he watched her undulate and arch above him. Watched the flush of heat that spread up her belly, the circular bounce of her breasts, the quivering of her small nipples, furled so tightly and flushed a deep red.

  He pushed his palms up the trim curve of her waist, the roughness of his hands scraping on the softness of her skin. He followed the heat flushing her body a delicate pink, up over the quivering of her belly, up between her breasts to feel her shuddering breaths. Up to feel the pulse in her throat pounding sluggishly beneath his fingers, the blush that burned in her cheeks.

  Her swollen lips pulled in a smile so alluring and sensual as to have the breath stutter in his lungs. She had cut her hair while he was away so that it fell around her face in a golden halo. He admitted that having first seen her hair so short, he had been angry. But seeing her now, shining in the light, he was struck dumb with his awe.

  Moved to emotion by the way she turned her cheek to his palm.

  To laughter when she bit gently on the fleshy pad of his hand and to a soul-deep groan when she soothed the sting by turning her head farther to suck his thumb between her lovely lips. It made his entire body jolt, shoving his cock deeper, higher inside her. Enough to have her gasping out in pleasure, her sex pulsating and gripping tight, pulling them both closer to the edge.

  He sat up to wrap his arms around her, licking the spot on her neck he had already claimed with his mark, shuddering at the hot wash of her breath on the side of his own neck. Chills raced down his spine as Cassie’s grip on him turned molten, her soft moans turning to panting whines as she took them both closer to an irrevocable bond.

  “I love you, Falken.”

  Eleven

  Cassie could feel the glow of Falken’s presence like the constant hum of a generator inside her. If she closed her eyes, she swore she could almost see it as a living, pulsating beam of light. She could feel his contentment, his love. His happiness and his relief as vividly as she felt the caress of his lips against her nape.