by Layla Stone
“You going to tell me what you’re so pissed about?” she said, not looking at him.
Then she felt a pinch in her side. Jumping away from the Night Demon, she cursed at him. “What the hell was that for?”
He held up a chip insertion gun, his expression inflamed. “You are my only friend. My only!” The gun in his hand slammed down to his side. “And you got kidnapped and were almost sold on Nexis of all places, never to be found again.” The gun was immediately pointed at her nose. “So, from now on, I will be able to track you no matter where you go.”
He was so angry. His black and yellow eyes drilled into her like he was punishing her for what had happened. But the pinch was already fading, and she decided to save the poor Night Demon from his tirade.
Wrapping her arms around him, she pulled him in. He didn’t hug back. Not at first.
Then she heard the gun drop to the floor behind her as his arms wrapped her tight. “I’m absolutely furious with you,” he said in her ear.
She pulled him in tighter. “I’m sorry.”
It was hug everyone day, apparently…
He hugged her back, and she could feel his body slowly begin to loosen in her arms. She held on and kept squeezing.
Until she saw Pax at her door, one arm up as if he were going to knock, his eyes determined.
“And what do you want?” she said, knowing it would rile him. She needed to rile someone who could take it. Yelena was too shy, and Clalls was…something.
Clalls let go and turned to see Pax stomping forward.
The Red Demon grabbed her hand, threaded his fingers through hers, and pulled her down the hall to the elevator. He walked so fast, it was hard to keep up. She had to laugh at his eagerness.
All the way up the elevator and down the hall to his cabin, he didn’t say a word.
But once she was inside, he gently pushed her against the wall and leaned his forehead against hers. “You have two seconds to tell me to stop. Because once I get your taste in my mouth, I won’t. One. Two.” Then he pressed his lips against hers tentatively as if making sure he was allowed.
She didn’t hesitate to kiss him back. Wrapping her legs around his waist, he secured her to the wall, pressing his weight into her. The pressure felt so good.
His kiss was passionate. It wasn’t desperate and claiming like last time. He moved his hands over her hips, ass, and thighs. He groaned her name. She liked that. She wasn’t a sweetheart, a sweetpea, or any other lovey word that felt empty.
He pushed back her jaw and kissed down her neck, whispering threats of what he would do to her if she ever let herself be kidnapped again.
“I didn’t do it on purpose,” she said between gasps.
He bit her lip and kissed her again.
“You kiss good.”
His chest vibrated. He let his forehead rest in the crook of her neck.
“Are you laughing at me?”
He moved his head left and right.
“Yes, you are!” She lightly hit his back.
He lifted up his head, his eyes on hers. “Viv, I’m going to do a lot more than kiss you. I’m going to imprint my body on yours. Leave a mark so deep you will never get me out. Never forget every touch, each sensation, every time you reach fulfillment.”
“Wait. What?”
He let her legs down. She felt the loss of his warmth. She was also getting pissed.
“You’re not a blitz.”
Yeah, she knew that.
“So, I’m going to take my time, give you all night.”
All night sounded good. But what about all the other nights?
“And then I’m going to give you all the other nights, too.”
She wasn’t sure if she’d heard him right.
“That look. That look hurts. It means you don’t believe me. I have tasted your sweetness twice, and I know for a fact that it is the best thing I’ve ever tasted. I’m not interested in a night or even a few. I’m interested in gorging myself for the rest of my life. Take that however you want, but unless you really can’t handle this Red Demon, then get ready for a lot of me in your life.”
She stared. This was serious. Was he talking about mating? Demons didn’t mate.
Then someone cleared their throat. Pax turned. “Clalls, how in the hell did you get in here? Can’t you see I’m busy with my damsel.”
Vivra almost missed what Pax had called her, but Clalls’ expression was fierce. “Don’t call me that.” She slapped Pax’s chest lightly, addressing Clalls. “Issues?”
Clalls answered, cleaning his teeth with his tongue. “We still need fish tanks, and we will need another ration order soon.”
“And?” Pax asked.
“Orders take a long time to get here, putting them in now will get them here sooner.”
No. The worst timing ever. She’d really, really been hoping for a whole night with Pax. Defeatedly, she pressed her forehead against Pax’s hard chest.
“She’ll write up the order tomorrow. Bright and early. Promise. But we’re off. And…busy.” Then he whispered not so quietly, “Which means, we’re going to have sex.”
Vivra pressed her head farther into his chest, heat rising up her neck to her cheeks.
Then Pax jumped, and she stood back to watch him catch the Minky pad Clalls had tossed to him. “You left this in medical.”
She wanted to know why Clalls had been in medical, but she didn’t care. Her priorities were Pax and then everything else. But just to make sure, she bit at the Red Demon’s shirt to get his attention.
“I felt that.” He leaned down and kissed her, then he watched the door close. “I have no idea how he got in, I swear.”
“Clalls can get into anything.”
Another deep kiss, and he groaned. “I can’t get enough of your taste. Seth of Stars, you’re like a sweet drug.” He turned her around and started unbuttoning her jacket. “You should stay with me.”
She enjoyed the slow seduction of how he was pulling off her jacket and then moving over her body, down her belly, and to the top of her pants.
“Like for tonight?” she played. “I can bring my toothbrush.”
“You’re going to need to pack for a little bit longer.” He was on his knees, pulling down her pants, kissing her hips, and moving over her ass to her thighs. He worked her boots off and then removed her socks. “Hands on the bed.”
She was sure it was her turn to take care of him, but he seemed determined, and it would be rude to stop him from doing what he wanted.
Behind her, he pulled her red panties down to mid-thigh. “Keep your legs together,” he said right before she felt his tongue on her lower lips. The touch was light and far from giving her satisfaction. He licked again, and then she felt him stand up behind her and insert a finger through her wet lips and into her pussy.
In and out he played, and she started to feel the warm pressure. She rocked back into his hand, and he inserted another finger.
Yesssss.
Rocking back harder, she could feel her orgasm, but it was still too far out of reach. She whimpered, and his finger curled inside to hit her G-spot, making what he was doing to her feel a thousand times better. Mewling, she tried to open her legs, but his boots were on either side of her feet. “Keep your legs closed. Trust me.”
He added another finger, spreading her wide. There was a little pinch of pain, but it was worth it. She was getting closer and closer. She pleaded with him, rocking into him, not at all ashamed by how much she begged.
A squeeze at her ass and he kissed her back, whispering how good she felt, how sweet she was, and how he was never going to stop craving her. Calling his name, she felt her climax begin. “Pax.” She was not at all embarrassed by how quickly she came. It had been building up for a while, and after almost dying, she’d needed release immediately.
He growled in response and kept pumping his fingers into her tightening walls, drawing out her orgasm un
til her legs wobbled. Then he ripped her pants to the floor and pushed her onto the bed. He flipped her over, spread her legs, and told her that he needed to taste her satisfaction.
Still riding her good feeling, she jumped when she felt his tongue. Warm and suckling, she’d never had someone so clearly eager to taste her. She looked down and saw his mouth on her glistening parts. Reaching down between her legs, she rubbed his head and pulled him closer.
Then he sucked her clit into his mouth, and she thrust her hips, needing more, silently demanding more.
He plundered her and nipped her clit, and she felt his fingers back in her pussy. The double assault was beautiful, and she was practically limp with satisfaction, allowing him to take her to her peak again.
She cursed, called his name, and then cursed again.
She was getting close once more, and it was coming on fast. “So close. So good.” Pax didn’t stop and didn’t seem to care that he was feasting on her like a starving male. Rubbing his tongue on her sensitive bud, it was like a vibrator.
“Yes! There.” She rocked into his face as she came crashing down. Tingling pulled together at her womb, and she burst, a feeling of ecstasy exploding out of her. Wonderfully, Pax let her ride her climax.
She watched him sit up, undress, and took in all his scars. Then she focused on his very big, very hard, red cock that he now had lined up to her entrance. The contrast of her green skin and his red skin looked…good. Almost natural. Then she didn’t think anymore as he pushed in.
Her pussy was strained but…so good.
Curling over her, he said, “I’ll go slow.”
Yes. Slow. Slow was good.
Moving slowly as promised, he pulled out and then pushed back in, deeper than before. It took time, but he was finally in all the way to the hilt, and it felt amazing. He was on top of her, resting his weight, and he started to move, slowly at first, but with hard and steady, penetrating thrusts.
A few minutes in, and she was surprised to feel her body warming once more.
She wrapped her legs around his back and pressed for friction. Then she wrapped her arms around him, letting her nails dig in. He kept his measured bursts, his mouth nuzzling her neck, sucking and kissing.
It felt so good, she was mindless. Her needy body was so primed as she rocked counter to his thrusts, giving what he gave.
Her climax continued to build, but it was still a ways off. She started to get frustrated. Vivra pleaded again. Begging for Pax’s help.
All he did was grunt. But he didn’t stop moving or punching inside her. Her climax was building too slowly, and she couldn’t stand it. Ripping her nails over his back, she cursed him. Demanded that he go faster.
She felt his mouth by her neck, and he promised her that if she did that again, he’d bite her.
Imagining his teeth on her skin, she knew she wanted that. Vivra kicked him with the heel of her foot and scratched him again. This time, he pushed inside her, holding her still, and she felt his teeth clamp down on a sensitive spot of her neck. The pain and surprise melded with her pleasure, and her climax reached the tip of its peak and held right there.
Then, Pax rolled his hips and put pressure on her sex, and she crested, the low and building need burning inside her, making her squeeze his cock over and over as he continued to rub down, drawing out pleasure she hadn’t known existed.
Screaming his name, she held on as he rocked her to her very soul.
When she finished, he’d drained her of everything. But he was still hard and ready inside her. His eyes were red when he looked at her. “Now…hold onto me and don’t let go.”
She obeyed.
He didn’t keep measured thrusts this time. He was a beast, roughly pounding into her, claiming his pleasure from her body, groaning and squeezing his fingers into her hips. His digits so deep they would surely leave bruises later. But it was worth it.
She moved her legs so he could rest on her shins as he drove in over and over and over. Vivra watched as his eyebrows came together, his breath coming in tight bursts. She could feel her pussy expanding again, and then his thrusts became erratic, and he leaned farther over her and jacked so hard it almost hurt. Then she felt the warm flood of his seed as he roared out and fell on top of her.
Opening her thighs, she welcomed him down, lightly rubbing his back and shoulders. Nipping the side of his skin, she felt more at peace than she ever had.
Probably because she’d mated him…at least in the Bolark way by fighting for dominance and drawing on pain, pleasure, and obedience.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Getting Permission
Pax absolutely loved feeling Vivra’s skin on his. It was like hugging a cool pillow that never overheated him and had a fresh, alluring scent. Sweet bliss. He had no problem with picturing her in his bed every night and waking to her every morning.
And after the vigorous night they’d had, he hoped that Vivra felt the same way. She had mated him, but Bolarks didn’t mate for life. They did so for a time, and if the relationship went sour, the couple would separate.
His Minky screen alerted him that it was time to get up. He moved off the bed, careful not to disturb Viv. She could get a few more minutes of sleep while he showered. Seeing her clothes on the floor, he thoughtfully picked them up and admired the soft material. It wasn’t the standard Federation threads, and he wondered if he could get something like it.
Picking up his own clothes, he rolled both together into a ball and tossed them into the washing machine, added the soap, and pressed start.
Then he got into the shower.
Fifteen minutes later, he stepped out with a towel around his waist, the washing machine open and not running, and Vivra gone. He checked the machine. She had taken her clothes out.
Her clothes would have been soaked. Pax couldn’t imagine her walking the halls dripping wet. But maybe he was wrong. Either way, he decided to video call on his Minky.
Three rings passed with no answer.
After a few minutes, he ended the connection, planning to call her after he’d dressed.
Five minutes later, he was braiding the top of his hair and making another call. Still no answer. He finished dressing, left the room, and headed to the galley, noticing it was packed with a lot of non-federation people. Some were sitting, and some were standing in big pockets since there wasn’t enough room for all of them.
Two males, the first two Pax had picked up from Eldon, were walking around, passing out rations, chatting, and then resuming their efforts. When one saw Pax, he called out to the other survivor, and they both approached him with their big tins of rations.
“Commander,” the first male said. “I heard what happened to Eldon. Sassen and I just want to thank you for coming down and saving us from being burned to death.”
“Yeah,” Sassen said emphatically. “We really appreciate it. Ekhav and I were only there on vacation, and then the epidemic hit and everything went to hell. You have no idea how much getting off that planet in one piece changed our lives.”
That was why they were helping out. Pax could respect that. “My job,” was all he could say. Because thinking about all the others that had been killed would darken his mood.
Pointing at the nutrient bar, he asked, “Can I have one?”
Ekhav handed him a bar. “I don’t think you understand. Sassen and I really want to thank you and everyone for what you did. We’d like to help out. If there is anything we can do, we’ll do it.”
Pax shrugged, “I’m pretty sure you’re doing it. Any more help, and you’d have to be Federation.”
Sassen lowered the tin. “That’s what we’re talking about. We want to help others the way you helped us. We want to stay on the ship and be a part of those missions.”
Technically…that wasn’t Garna’s directive. But it was a ship that was built to settle planet-sized issues. Pax was about to tell the males that they should live their lives and just enjo
y being alive when he remembered living through what he’d endured on Angny and how much he’d needed to become a force to help others. To never let anything like that happen to anyone again.
Then another thought hit him. Vivra still had to get tanks for the ship. She might…think to go down to another planet where she could get kidnapped again. She also did all the check-ins for the transfers where people got mouthy.
He didn’t like that.
So, he pulled out his Minky pad, found the FAVII forms, and handed it to Ekhav. “Both of you, fill out these forms for logistics. When you’re done, submit them and bring me back the Minky pad. I’m in weapons and tactical response, next to hydro and aquaponics on level three. I will talk to the captain about signing off on your forms so you can start today.”
Ekhav’s eyes sparkled with unspoken gratitude. Sassen, on the other hand, set aside his tin and wrapped his arms around Pax. He lightly tapped the male on the shoulder.
Ekhav chuckled. “He’s a hugger.”
“I see that,” Pax said back.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, that was too much,” Sassen said nervously. The male picked the tin back up and started passing out more rations.
“Thank you for believing us and giving us a chance to help. We’ve been thinking about doing something important for a while but could never settle on something we both agreed on,” Ekhav said solemnly. Then he picked up a water packet and handed it to Pax. “That crap tastes horrible, you’re going to need this.”
The male was not wrong. Pax didn’t like the taste of the bars, but he preferred food over no food, so he didn’t ever talk about it.
Ekhav set his tin on the ground and began entering information into the form. Pax left him to it and headed to his office. He checked in logistics to see if Vivra was around. She wasn’t.
In his office, he was able to receive a message from the captain, calling him into his conference room. Pax shoved the water packet into his pocket and opened the nutrient bar as he headed to the elevator.