"Change of plan, little one."
That was the only warning he gave her before he thrust in deep, and Macie screamed his name.
Chapter Eight
As ready as she was for him, Kaylom's forceful thrust hurt, as he forced her vaginal tissues to take all of him, until Macie felt utterly owned. He stilled to give her time to adjust to his size, and holding his weight off of her, he looked straight into her eyes and smiled. The intensity of his gaze sent shivers down her spine and had anticipation curl low in her belly. Her clit tingled, and more of her juices coated his thick shaft enabling him to slide in even deeper until his heavy balls rested on her butt cheeks.
"You're mine, little one."
The possessive words set up a chain reaction in her body, and her hips surged up as far as her restraints would allow, and still Kaylom didn't move.
The strain of holding himself still poised above her with his cock pulsing inside her channel showed in his face.
"I'm yours, Sir. Please … please, move."
The gasped words seemed to be what he'd been waiting for, because he slid almost all the way out before he drove home again, and Macie gasped. Held down by the cuffs and with his big body covering her completely she was helpless to do anything but take what he gave her one slow, even thrust at a time. His thick cock rubbed against her clit on every stroke and sent her body into tingles of bliss. Still it wasn’t enough, not by a long shot. She wanted all of him, not the restraint he was still showing her.
"Please, Sir. I'm so close, I need … I need more."
Her stomach tightened, and her heart soared at the wicked grin he gave her, before a much harder, faster thrust ground her into the bed and sent her body reeling.
She closed her eyes better to savor the connection between them, and Kaylom rubbed his beard roughened jaw over her tight nipples, until they, too, were throbbing peaks of sensation. Licking a path of heat back up to her neck he bit down on her earlobe.
"What do you need, little one? This?"
He pulled all the way out of her, and Macie whined her distress, as he continued to tease her desperately clenching pussy by running the thick tip of his erection through her puffy nether lips.
"Please…"
"Oh you beg so nicely, my sweet little munchkin, but I should leave you hanging and spank that ass instead, for not following my express wishes and staying away from the hearing."
He pushed into her with agonizing slowness whilst he spoke.
"Look at me."
Macie's eyes snapped open, and the depth of emotion she read in his gaze brought tears to her eyes. He set up shallow strokes into her that sent all her nerve endings alight and made it almost impossible to concentrate on what he was saying to her. Really, he wanted to have a conversation now?
"Oh yes, now. While your greedy little cunt milks my cock, and you're at my mercy."
She gasped as he changed the angle of his thrusts, and it dawned on her that she hadn't voiced her thoughts, so how did he know?
It's part of being your mate. When we're joined like this, I can read you. So, I know if I do this…
He changed the angle again, until he hit the sweet spot deep inside her that sent her body soaring in record time.
…you have no choice but to come for me.
She could no more disobey that demand in her head than she could stop breathing, and Macie flew. As her body shuddered and writhed, she was dimly aware of Kaylom reaching his own release, before he bit her again, and her just waning orgasm flared to life again. White-hot flames of desire rolled over her skin and dimmed her vision. They pulled Macie into the never ending maelstrom of sensation almost too much to bear, as a still hard Kaylom grew even bigger inside her and started to thrust again.
By the time he came a second time and her orgasm finally waned, Macie could barely breathe, let alone talk. Kaylom released her from her bonds, kissed her nose, and told her to sleep.
Every time Macie stirred into wakefulness Kaylom was there, making love to her again. Fast and slow and any variation thereof, and it was only the evening shadows encroaching into their bedchamber, and their growling tummies that finally drove them out of bed.
Kaylom looked decidedly sheepish when he noticed what the time was.
"My mum will read me the riot act. I should have brought you down for dinner half an hour ago. We best take separate showers, or I'll never get you down there."
He grinned when Macie slapped his chest and stuck her tongue out at him.
"Oh, yes, you will. If you're going to put me through this kind of workout, you can damn well feed me, Sir."
She yelped when Kaylom swatted her ass playfully.
"Watch it, little one. I still owe you a spanking. I have a flogger with your name on it waiting for you."
Macie giggled, and despite being deliciously sore already she grew wet at the thought. He noticed of course, and wrapped his hand in her hair to kiss her while his fingers delved between her legs. Her knees went weak, and she clung to his shoulders, as Kaylom finger-fucked her into another orgasm with dizzying speed. It seemed her body was putty in his hands, and the slight pain of her sore tissues just added to her arousal. Macie screamed her release into his mouth, and Kaylom released her and swore.
"Damn it, get in that shower, woman. You'll be the death of me."
He winked at her, licked his glistening fingers clean, and then made his way to the other shower, attached to the guest room.
"Are you sure I can't help you with that, Sir?" Macie asked with a grin, and her whole body tightened in need when Kaylom swung around, fisted his magnificent cock, and growled. He looked all but ready to pounce on her again, and Macie shrieked and ran to the relative safety of the shower.
****
"There you are. I was beginning to think I would have to send out a search party." Lycille's amused voice greeted them when they finally made it to the plush dining room. The long table took up the entire room, but only the top end had been laid for four people, and Macie sat down gingerly on the heavily embroidered dining chair.
Lycille laughed again and winked at Macie.
"I can have a cushion brought to you," she said.
"Mother."
Lycille paid no notice to her son's warning growl, and Macie’s cheeks flamed anew. It was one thing to know that Kaylom's parents no doubt had a very good idea how Kaylom and she had spent the last few hours. It was another one entirely to have her mother-in-law be so open about it.
Lycille patted her hand and let the subject drop, and Macie shot her a grateful look. The arrival of the food further distracted her, and for the first time since her arrival in the Athuron realm she partook fully of the excellent dishes provided by the cook.
When she at last scraped the bottom of her dessert dish, she looked up to find Kaylom and his parents watching her with identical smiles of amusement on their faces, and she took a sip of water.
"Guess I was hungry," she said.
Kaylom's sinful grin sent tingles of need all over her skin. How she could be ready to jump him again, was beyond her right now.
"It's good to see you eat, child. We've been worried about you."
Arich's kind words wrapped Macie in another layer of happiness, even as the rational side of her brain finally kicked in and urged her to speak up.
"What happens now?"
She hated the way Kaylom's expression hardened and Lycille's eyes clouded over with worry, but she had to make her position clear.
"What do you mean, my daughter?" Arich asked.
"I mean, I know Kaylom's name is cleared, but I can't stay here, can I? I have a life in the human realm. Clients who depend on me, and my parents…" A sob escaped her, and she brought her hand up to her mouth in horror. Not once had she thought of them since Kaylom and she had started their re-union sexathon. "They must be going frantic with worry. I need to see them and explain—"
"You can't," Kaylom said, and Macie froze. His harsh expression softened somewhat at her h
orrified gasp, and he reached across the table to grasp her hand. "The fewer humans know about our existence the safer it is for all of us. I'm sorry, munchkin, but they cannot know."
"But they're my parents. I can't lie to them. You know how much they worry."
"No."
One word uttered in that deep, commanding voice of his and her happiness evaporated in a puff of smoke, and she snatched her hand out of his grasp. Refusing to look at him, she kept her gaze riveted on the gleaming mahogany table, even though she could practically feel the force of his will urging her to look up. It was like a physical ache that threatened to tear her heart in half.
"Let's not be too hasty on this, son." Arich's voice broke the tense moment. "We cannot expect Macie to give up her entire existence in the human realm. This is one of the reasons why the elders took such a long time to debate the outcome of this mating. We had to be sure."
That brought Macie's head up to glare at Kaylom's father, and the older man smiled and nodded. Kaylom just sat in stunned silence, and Lycille got up to stand behind Macie and placed her hands on Macie's shoulder in a silent act of support. Macie glanced up at her in gratitude, and Lycille gave her a light squeeze in answer.
"You mean to say the elders put us through all this for nothing? They always accepted the mating. What the hell, Father?"
The fact that Kaylom seemed as clueless as she was soothed some of the pain in her chest. Arich shook his head.
"The true nature of your mating was never in question, son. The mating tattoo and the entry into our archives ensured we all knew this was a true call to mate, and besides I know you. You would never have gone against all of our laws unless you were in the thrall of the mating call. We all know you cannot resist the true calling. The elders couldn't ignore the effect it would have on the whole of Athuron, however. Macie is human, and as she quite rightly pointed out, she has a life in the human realm that she cannot just abandon. She would be missed. Questions would be asked. On that note," Arich took a long sip of his wine and smiled at Macie over the top of his wine glass.
"Arrangements have been made to reassure your parents and your practice that you have not simply gone missing. As far as they are concerned you're in a safe house, until the police can arrest the man who attacked you."
"What?" Macie had to remember to shut her mouth, and Kaylom, too, looked at his father as though he had grown another head.
"We do not interfere in human affairs as a rule, but you're one of us now, Macie. It turns out that the human filth Kaylom killed in his defense of you was a member of a gang that has been terrorizing that area for some time. All it took was a few phone calls to the right places for the right questions to be asked. Arrests are being made as we speak from what my guards tell me, which means you can return to the human realm in safety. No one is going to come after you, and as far as your parents are concerned you have simply returned from your place of safety."
"I see," Macie said, not really seeing at all and feeling more confused than ever.
"You're sending her back?" Kaylom asked. His chair went flying, and he ran his hand through his long hair before he started pacing. A shiver of unease went through Macie at the barely concealed fury in Kaylom's expression. He looked just about ready to pummel his father into a pulp. Lycille's fingernails dug into Macie's shoulder, and she, too, tensed as the air thickened in tension.
"No, son. I am giving your mate a choice. There will always be a place at this table for her. Nothing will change that, but this way she is free to live in the human realm, too. Keeping human mates confined to just either realm is what caused all the problems in our ancient history. Macie has shown herself to be a strong and capable mate, and the elders have decreed that her unique abilities to detect Athurons in the human world will prove invaluable in bringing in those rogue Athurons that overstep the bounds of moral decency in the human realm."
"Like little Ava's evil presence?" Macie asked. Arich had questioned her at length about this case and others she had been involved with over the years, and Macie's heart beat faster at the thought of a resolution for the youngster.
Kaylom, too, knew how important this was to her, and he stopped his incessant pacing and sat down with a heavy thump. Lycille's death grip on Macie's shoulder lessened, and her mother-in-law let out an audible gasp of relief.
"Yes, like Ava, and others like her," Arich continued and nodded toward her. "Athurons, once in the human realm, leave no trace. They are undetectable by us. It's a loophole our scientists are working on, but, until we come up with a solution, having someone on the other side who can trace them for us will be invaluable."
Kaylom growled low in his throat, and Arich smiled at his son.
"I can see what your mate is thinking, Macie, but they will not be able to harm you. Besides, I'm sure my son will be your personal bodyguard. Even when he is not there, he will be in mind communication with you, and will be able to shift to you in an instant, as he well knows." He glanced at Kaylom again with a small smile. "I understand his reservations, of course. He wants to keep you safe, and anything that might jeopardize that sends his gut into spasms."
Kaylom didn't answer him, but he relaxed somewhat, and the heat in his gaze when he looked at Macie took her breath away.
"The choice is yours, my dear. Whatever you decide, the elders will abide by. No one will hold it against you, if you simply chose to live your life and shift between dimensions with Kaylom as you need to. It would help us immensely to have you on board, of course, and there is one other thing that may or may not influence your decision. The minute you shift back into the human realm you will be blind, and it is highly unlikely that you will ever be able to see again in this realm."
Kaylom swore, and Macie smiled at him to reassure him.
You don’t have to do any of this, munchkin. I could wring his neck for springing this on you like this.
"I've been blind all my life, Arich, so that isn't much of deterrence. It still feels strange and often overwhelming to me to be able to see in this world."
Arich nodded, and Lycille drew her in for a hug that helped to make her mind up further.
"So let me get this straight in my head. If I shift into the human realm, I lose my vision, but I get to reunite with my parents, carry on with my job, and I'm free to come back here with Kaylom whenever I want to?"
Arich inclined his head in confirmation.
"And in doing so I can help bring in those of your race who wish to cause harm to humankind, and I can help little girls like Ava to live a life free of Athuron influence? And this doesn't affect what Kaylom and I have at all?"
"That's right," Arich said with a smile.
"Well, then there really is no choice to be made, is there? I'll gladly help to keep Athuron safe and my kind, too. It's the least I can do for the race of the man I love."
Are you sure, munchkin?
I've never been more certain of anything in my entire life, Sir.
Epilogue
Six weeks later
"Ava, can you sit outside with Judith for a minute? I just need to make a phone call, sweetie."
The little girl looked up her with big, brown eyes and nodded. Macie glanced behind her where the Athuron responsible for ruining the four-year-old's life leaned against the wall with an evil sneer on his face. The cocky bastard had no idea what was about to happen. It had come as somewhat of a surprise to everyone that Macie could see, rather than just sense, the Athurons on her return into the human realm. It took a lot out of her, because she had to really concentrate hard at first, but it made her job so much easier. Not to mention how lovely it was to see Kaylom when he loomed over her. She might only be able to see Athurons in her own dimension, but it meant her vision was almost complete when they shifted back into Kaylom's realm. It had soothed one persistent niggle of worry in the back of her mind, and that had been her ability to look after any possible baby. Whilst there were no guarantees, with Macie's Athuron ancestry it seemed likely that she m
ight be able to conceive Kaylom's child.
Kaylom had gone so quiet and still at that little tidbit of information, Macie had been worried at first that he might not want any children.
"How do you feel about that, munchkin?" he'd asked, every muscle in his body coiled for action. "I mean, I never used protection, because I didn't think … fuck … I mean, please forgive me for putting you at risk like that. I know you have your career and—"
"Oh, do, shut up, Sir," Macie had interrupted him, and after a moment of stunned silence Kaylom had exhaled roughly, and shut his eyes. She hadn't caught his murmured words, but he'd pulled her into a hug and kissed her with so much passion, her eyes had filled with tears.
"I would be honored to have your child, Sir, so please don't worry about that. Besides it might never happen, and if it does, I'll be the happiest woman on earth … and Athuron."
Kaylom had smiled and simply held her.
"I really don't deserve you, baby. I never want you to regret this decision, that's all."
She hadn't regretted her decision for one moment. The reunion with her parents had been emotional, but not as much of an ordeal as it would have been, had they not thought her safe. The cretin who'd assaulted her had indeed been arrested and had sung like a canary, after Kaylom had paid him a visit. He refused to say what he'd threatened the weasel with, but overnight the man had mysteriously gained a few cracked ribs and a black eye.
Macie had earned herself a spanking session for questioning how wise Kaylom's interference had been, and the orgasm torture that followed had left her completely and utterly limbless. Kaylom had merely smiled, and she'd fallen asleep in his arms.
She might never be able to tell her parents about him, but she caught her mother in particular glance in Kaylom's way with a frown and a secret smile, which made her wonder whether she didn't at least suspect something was up.
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