Chapter 3
When I woke up everything was surreal. For months I had been locked away in the darkness, and now I lay next to a man who I knew grieved for me, even though he didn’t even know me. I felt his growing affection and worry over me the whole time I was out.
He smiled in his sleep and pulled me closer. I lay still hoping to let him sleep for a bit before I needed to get up. I’d been in bed too long.
He was handsome and sweet. More loyal than anyone I had ever met. I knew instinctively that he would never do me wrong.
I covered his hand with mine and ran my finger along his knuckles and he shivered. His giant body crowded against me and his face nuzzled my neck. I felt the goosebumps from his breath before his lips touched the skin.
He didn’t say anything as he kissed my neck with slow pecks as his large hand slid up to cup my breast. He groaned when I pushed back against him. I loved his touch. There was something so—mesmerizing about it. He moved slowly, but he knew what he was doing, and there was no doubt he would please me.
“You’re so perfect,” he whispered.
I chuckled because that was so far from the truth. I lay on my back and gave him better access to my body. I’d never craved anyone like I craved him, and even though I didn’t really know him, I felt this strange connection. I felt him when I was out. I heard him and listened to everyone else talk about him. I’d learned a lot about him.
When his hand slid down my body I tensed waiting for him to touch me where I craved him the most. But he didn’t. Instead he flattened his hand across my abdomen holding his trembling hand in place.
I looked over to see bright orange eyes staring at me. Instead of saying anything I licked my lips and pushed his hand lower and pleaded with my eyes. His flared brighter when he felt my heat. I wore only panties.
“Are you sure?” he asked in a low voice.
I nodded. “Please, I think I need you.” Then I lifted my hips pushing into his hand to prove my point.
He leaned in and kissed me before sitting up. At first I wasn’t aware of what he was doing until he slid me into the middle of the bed and then in a surprising move he ripped the panties from my body. I gasped when I felt myself dampen more and spread my legs for him.
Instead of doing what I wanted though, he lifted me and pulled the shirt over my head leaving me naked. I shivered from the chill, but the way he looked at me heated me back up real quick.
“You’re so small, I’m afraid to hurt you.”
I laughed. “I’m made of sturdy stuff.”
He raised a brow.
“I’m tougher than I look.”
He nodded and in a slow move ran his finger along my slit. I bit my lip and lifted my hips. I needed more than light touches. For days I lay unconscious waiting to see how long it would take him to do what all the others told him he needed to do. Every time he touched me it was so sweet and loving. I wanted something more passionate.
“Stop holding back.”
“I have to or I’ll lose control.” He sounded so pained.
I took a deep breath and sat up. I cupped his jaw and peering into his orange eyes. “I want you to fucking touch me the way you would any other woman. Don’t look at how small I am. Show me how much you want me.” I kissed him and when he would have pulled back I pressed my naked body against him. He groaned and his hand gripped my ass holding me against his growing erection. I gasped and squirmed trying to get closer. That was what I wanted—needed.
When I sucked his tongue in my mouth he yanked his mouth back with wide eyes and slammed me down on the bed. I gasped and laughed until I felt his cock poised to enter me. Then I moaned when he rubbed the tip against my clit.
“I won’t be able to make love to you the way I want to.”
I shook my head near tears because I wanted him inside of me so badly. I’d never felt such arousal over something as small as manhandling me. “I don’t care. We have the rest of our lives right?”
He nodded licking his lips. “If I hurt you in any way you have to tell me okay?”
“I will I promise. Now fuck me dammit!”
That must have been the last straw as he slammed into me. I screamed in both pain and pleasure as the tip of his cock hit the back of my inner walls. I gasped for breath from the force and kept my eyes locked on his. He pulled back and in the same move he slammed into me again. This time it was a bit lighter.
“Don’t stop,” I begged.
He growled and kissed me demanding I open for him so I did. His tongue fought mine for control and I submitted. I let him have me the way he needed. I didn’t know how I knew it but there was something that told me he needed me to just let him do what he wanted. I had no problem submitting to him. He was my mate after all. I felt a stirring of my climax coming and pressed my hips against him before I pulled back from his kiss. Panting I smiled and rubbed his cheek. “Take me Gyyx, I’m yours.”
And wham, he rocked into me and each thrust was faster and deeper than the last. He held my body tightly against his. Sweat coated his skin and mine and our bodies were slick against each other. From his brow the drops dripped to my chest. He kept his pace fast and hard and my body loved it. It didn’t matter that I was small because I was made for this warrior prince.
When his thrusts became uneven and more erratic I wrapped my legs around his waist and tilted my pelvis to give him the best access as he drove into me. I felt a rush right before I yelled.
“Oh Gyyx, please.” I couldn’t hold back and the rest of what I said came out as a jumbled incoherent mess.
He moaned and then his finger slid between our bodies and he pinched my clit. I screamed and came hard. Moaning, sobbing, and crying I came apart around him. My inner muscles clinched around his cock bringing him with me. He yelled out in surprised and rocked into me until every bit of his seed was inside of me. I felt the connection.
When he slowed to a stop both of us were panting and shaking from our release. We stuck together in a sweaty, sticky mess and I laughed. I couldn’t help it. I’d never been with someone so amazing before, and I was pretty sure this was the beginning of what love felt like.
He might have been rough, but I felt every emotion with ever thrust. It was not just sex. It was more.
Chapter 4
Never before had Gyyx felt anything like being with Leia. She was everything he ever desired in one tiny package. She wasn’t as fragile as she appeared, and she definitely didn’t want to be treated as such. He lost it and let go. Now he felt like an asshole when she slid out of bed slowly.
She looked over her shoulder and smiled at him. “I’d love to have a shower.”
“Of course. I’ll make you something to eat then.”
“You don’t have to take care of me.”
He frowned. “It’s my job to take care of you. I’m your mate.”
Leia chuckled. “Okay but remember I’m capable of doing things too.”
“When you’re better. You were unconscious for a week.”
“Fair enough. Now point me in the right direction, and I need clothes.”
“Of course.”
She nodded and followed his finger. She wanted to be left alone, he could tell, and it was hard to leave her after just mating with her. He felt the bond growing slowly and being away from her wasn’t reassuring at all, but he knew she had gone through a lot, and he didn’t want to push her before she was ready.
Before she went into the bathroom she stood in front of him and kissed his cheek. “Thank you.”
“Anytime, sweetheart.”
Gyyx left Leia to clean up and took that time to run to his brother’s. Eden was closer to the same size as Leia than Elaina was. He knocked on the door impatiently.
Eden opened the door and her eyes widened. “She’s awake.”
“Yes, but she isn’t ready for people yet. I just need some clothes for her.”
“Of course, come in.”
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sp; He followed her inside and smiled. His little niece or nephew was growing inside of her. “How are you feeling?”
Eden smiled and rubbed her growing belly. “Eh, some days are better than others.” She left him standing in the living room and walked down the hallway.
He stood shifting on his feet nervous about leaving her alone. When Eden came back she had a huge bag. “From the women. They should all fit her, and there are all the things she’ll need that you have no idea about.” Eden laughed and handed him the bag.
“Thank you so much. I’ll see you all tomorrow. I figure she’ll want to get out tomorrow, but today she is mine.”
“Understandable.”
“Thanks Eden.”
“Bye Gyyx.”
He left and shut the door. Then he ran home to his mate. Hopefully the girls really knew what they were doing. She’d probably be more comfortable if the things she had fit her. She was pretty tiny compared to both of the others.
He went inside his cabin and went straight to his room. He heard sobbing and dropped the bag on the bed. He shoved the door opened and pulled the shower curtain open without even bothering to announce himself. He wasn’t quiet so she didn’t freak out. Instead he saw his mate curled up on the floor of the shower sobbing.
He didn’t care about getting wet as he crowded inside of the stall and wrapped his arms around her holding her. She shook and shivered. Her body was freezing.
“Sweetheart what’s wrong?”
She shook her head frantically. “I’m not ready to talk about it.”
He knew better than to push so he let it go for the time being. “That’s fine but whenever you are I’m all ears, okay?”
She sniffed and nodded before putting on a fake smile. He wiped beneath her eyes and kissed her cheek.
“No need to pretend with me. I can feel your pain.”
She paled. “Sorry, it’s just hard ya know. I lived every day in fear, and when I realized you left, it freaked me out.”
Gyyx growled. “I knew I shouldn’t have left you alone.”
“No it’s all right. You needed to get me stuff to wear, and I know you weren’t gone long. It’s just—next time I have to go with you.”
“Of course you can go with me next time, Leia. I won’t leave you alone again. Until you feel comfortable. I’m sorry.”
Gyyx scooped her into his arms and stepped out dripping water everywhere but he didn’t care as he yanked the towel she’d picked out and covered her shaking body.
“The girls went sort of crazy. I hope everything fits you, and that you have everything you needed. Eden said they got everything.”
“Thank you,” she whispered. “I’m sure it’s perfect.”
He set her on her feet and brushed her cheek. “I’m just going to figure out what to feed you while you’re getting dressed and stuff.”
Her eyes widened in panic and her small hand clutched his arm. “Not leaving though?”
“No, not leaving.”
She relaxed, and he left her next to her bag and went to the kitchen to get her some food. He knew she had to be starving.
He chose fruit and cheeses and poured two glasses of ice water. He placed everything on the tray and carried it to his room. Leia had slipped into a light sleeveless dress that dipped low revealing her small perky breasts. She was standing in front of the mirror with frown.
“What’s wrong sweetheart? You look beautiful.”
“I’m too skinny.”
“No you’re perfect.”
She spun around and faced him. “I’m not, but thank you for thinking so.”
Just then her stomach rumbled and she blushed before going back to sit on the bed. He could see how hungry she was.
When Gyyx set the tray in front of her she went to grab the food. He grabbed her hand in his. “Don’t eat too fast or you’ll make yourself sick.”
“I won’t.”
He sat next to her watching her eat. She didn’t seem to mind him staring, and she devoured the plate. Even eating slowly everything disappeared quickly. When she shoved the tray away Gyyx ate what was left. He was happy to see her smile.
“Thank you. Now we can go meet everyone?”
“I was hoping to talk first. I know you’re not ready to talk about your imprisonment, but tell me about you.”
She settled back against the pillows and nodded. “Okay sure. There isn’t much about me. Not anything exciting or anything. Actually my life is probably quite boring compared to yours.”
“I doubt I will find anything about you boring Leia.”
It was true; he found her fascinating even over the smallest things. Like how she took a cube of cheese and broke it in half again with her fingers before eating it. Or how she rolled her eyes every time he gave her a compliment, and in the next breath she would blush and thank him. She had so many layers and he wanted to peel each and every one of them back to see who Leia was inside and out.
Chapter 5
I wasn’t used to people being interested in me. I was the girl that always got overlooked. He was so sweet and attractive, and I was just me. I didn’t think I was ugly or anything, but I had a past I wasn’t proud of, and one that probably wasn’t very deserving of the warrior’s love. He sat on the bed waiting for me to give him anything, but I was afraid. So instead of opening up I decided distraction was the best bet. I would tell him soon, but I wanted to enjoy him before I told him the truth and saw the look of disgust on his face. I wasn’t ready for that. Not from him. I think I would probably break when he knew who I was.
I knelt and went in front of him. Right away his huge hands gripped my hips and when I leaned in to kiss him his eyes shut. My lips covered his, and I kissed him with everything I had. I wanted to distract him. I was good at the intimate aspects; it was the talking and the getting to know each other that I wasn’t so good at.
He groaned into my mouth when I ran my tongue over his in a slow enticing way. I showed him how much I cared without words. When he pulled me closer I straddled his lap and one of his hands slid up my thigh under the dress. My legs were already spread for him, and when his finger grazed me he ripped his mouth from mine and stared at me with bright orange eyes.
“No fucking panties?”
I blushed and shrugged. “Not here, with you.”
“My god.”
I brushed my lips over his and smirked. “That’s a good thing right. This way you can take me anytime you want without having that tiny fabric in the way.”
I felt his intake of breath and in the next his slid his finger inside of me. “I like that sweetheart, but you are never allowed to leave here without your panties, got it?”
I moaned and bit my lip before I nodded. “Yes, Gyyx.” I didn’t even recognize my own voice. Something about him ordering me around while thrusting his finger inside of me like he would be doing with his cock turned me on more than I thought possible. He sped up and I rode his finger, then there was two stretching me for him. I gasped and kept moving.
“Good girl.” Then his lips were on mine, demanding and hard. They punished me in an oh so pleasant way. I whimpered when I climaxed and grinded against him as my body shook with such force I nearly toppled. I felt his breathing pick up when my inner muscles clenched around him. He pulled his fingers out and pulled back from kissing me. They glistened with proof of my release and he growled as his eyes glowed brighter than I’d seen them.
He sucked one finger, then the next into his mouth, the whole time keeping his eyes locked with mine. I pulled one of his fingers and licked it too. He smirked and slammed me against the bed. My dress was shoved up above my waist, and then I felt the wet tip of his erection poised to enter me.
“Make love to me, Gyyx,” I said.
His eyes still bright softened and his smile went from seductive to sweet. “Whatever you want sweetheart,” he said and slid into me. It was agonizingly slow and I felt every inch of him take me.
I came with a scream that could be heard for miles and held on to him. “Now Gyyx.”
He nodded and kissed me before slamming into me. He rode me hard again, just like before, but something was different about it. He seemed to be in complete control this time, and I realized he was the type of man who liked to play rough…
Well I was a woman who played rough. Making love didn’t have to be soft. I liked feeling the pressure of him inside of me. I loved feeling every ridge of his cock rubbing against my inner walls. I loved the sound of flesh slapping flesh and the scent of passionate sex in the air and my head banging against the headboard because of the force of our love making. It was raw, passionate, and real.
My eyes rolled back, and I anchored my legs around him holding on for dear life as he rammed into me. It was so good that the sounds coming from my lips were unintelligible. I muttered and gasped and yelled digging my nails roughly into the flesh of his arms. He grunted when I drew blood but that did nothing more but turn him on more.
He rocked into me, and when I squeezed his erection with my inner walls forcing his climax he buried his face into my neck and bit me—hard. I yelped and had my third orgasm as he spilled his seed inside of me.
His body rocked unstable against mine and he shook. His body was slick with sweat and so was mine. I wrapped my arms around him, holding him close as he slowed to a stop. His breathing was heavy and he didn’t move for a few minutes as I rubbed his back.
When he pulled his head away he looked confused. “Who are you?”
I tried to smile and shrugged. “I’m your mate.”
He chuckled. “You’re fucking amazing.”
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