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His gaze whips up to meet mine and his broad forehead crinkles in confusion. “Boyfriends? Cheated? What does this mean?”

“Humans have boyfriends or girlfriends when a relationship is just starting off. That means you spend time with each other, and you usually agree to be faithful to each other. Sometimes one of the people in the relationship breaks the agreement and has sex with someone else. We call that cheating.”

“I do not understand.” He shakes his head and I can tell my explanation has only confused him more. “Why would someone cheat on their mate? The mate bond is to be cherished as the precious gift it is. A mate is a blessing and should be treated as such, especially a spirit mate.” His mouth is flattened in a grim line. I can feel a sliver of anger and possession rumble through my chest that doesn’t belong to me and I just know it’s coming from Draggar. It makes me feel warm at how upset he is on my behalf.

No one has taken up for me or had my back since my father died, and I didn’t realize how much I have missed having someone in my corner. I didn’t realize until now how alone I’ve been. Having someone I could depend on feels nice, and that’s when I realize I can depend on Draggar.

He’s shown me that already in the short time we’ve known each other. He cares for me and he will protect me with his own life. He’s proven it over and over. He could have already had sex with me – God knows, I haven’t exactly been coy or meek about wanting to go all the way with him. But he waited until he got the translator chip to explain about the bond and now, he’s patiently waiting on me to give consent. That’s what that hopeful look on his face has been.

And the truth is, I don’t have an explanation that makes sense for why I feel the way I do about him. It’s too intense and too emotional to just be lust. It’s something more, and maybe Draggar is right. Maybe we are spirit mates. Maybe I am his amoris and he’s mine.

Turning my attention back to the conversation, I shrug my shoulders. “I don’t know.” And the truth is, I really don’t know why people cheat.

“They are not males who deserved you. You deserve to be protected and cherished for the beautiful female you are.” My heart melts at his words, and I am lost.

An ache has been building deep inside of me ever since I met him. It’s an indescribable feeling that is more than just lust or need. I have never felt safer or more wanted or more at peace than I am when I am with him, and I’ve never wanted someone more than I want him.

This is the mate bond, right? The longer I stare at him, the stronger that feeling grows until suddenly, it all becomes clear to me, and I’m sure.

This courageous man who could have anyone on his planet wants me, and I want him. Haven’t recent experiences taught me that life can change – or end – in the blink of an eye and we should enjoy the good parts to the fullest. So, why am I fighting against him when there are so many other and better things to do? Like, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him.

Which is exactly what I do.

I launch myself against him, and Draggar effortlessly catches me in his strong arms. I bury my fingers in his hair and drag his head down until we lock lips in a forceful, passionate embrace that leaves me breathless and whets my appetite for more. His chest rumbles against me with a tortured groan and then, his tongue demands entry and sweeps in to explore my mouth.

Draggar’s hands roam everywhere exploring my curves, stopping to cup my ass and press me closer against him. A mewl of need rips from my throat and it feels as if I will never get close enough to him. My legs wrap around his thick waist and I grind my hips against his and feel his rigid length pressed between us. I don’t want to stop this time or do this halfway. I want him inside me. I want Draggar, all of him. So, I tell him exactly that.

Tearing my mouth from his, I lean back and lock gazes with him. “I don’t completely understand this whole spirit mate thing, but I do understand the connection between us is something big and special. Something I’ve never felt before with anyone else. And I want it. I want you. All of you.”

As soon as the words leave my mouth, the tension that has been building between us for days finally cracks like a bolt of lightning. We come together in a primal embrace eager to claim each other.

Our mouths meet in a long, drugging kiss that makes my breath catch in my chest. A groan of desperation rumbles through Draggar’s chest when I tug on his lower lip. His hands wander over me. One squeezes my ass and pulls me harder against his straining erection, while the other rises up to cup my breast, his thumb raking across my nipple.

I cling to Draggar’s shoulders as he drags his mouth down my throat, nipping the flesh along the way and breathing in my scent like he can’t get enough of it before he returns to my lips again and deepens the kiss.

Before I know it, we stumble over to the bed, not breaking contact with each other. Once we reach it, he lets me go and I quickly tug my dress over my head and slip my underwear off while Draggar easily removes his loincloth with a flick of his hand. It tumbles to the stone floor and my breath catches in my throat.

I knew he was big, but um. . . I did not expect him to be quite that big.

He is completely hairless down there so that every detail is instantly visible. It’s a deep teal color, and it’s longer and thicker than a human man’s with two thick ridges, one on top and one on bottom, that stretch from the base to the tip. Small nubs, much like the ones on his tongue, encircle the length of his penis, and a shiver of excitement runs through me when I think about what those bumps will feel like as he thrusts inside me. The tip of his penis flares wide and a darker teal color than the rest of him and as I watch, a small gleaming drop of pearlescent fluid weeps from it.

For a second, I’m a little intimidated and I can feel my breath pick up speed, then I glance up at Draggar’s hungry gaze and any trepidation I feel vanishes.

I lay down on the bed, spread my legs, and open my arms in a welcoming gesture. My thighs are coated with arousal, almost obscenely so, and if he was anyone else, I would blush at how brazen my behavior is. This is not something I would have been comfortable doing on Earth, but I don’t care. Besides, this isn’t just anyone. This is Draggar, and I want him more than I have ever wanted anyone or anything else.

Draggar crawls onto the bed and leans over me, his cock throbbing against my thigh where it’s pressed against me. Our lips and tongues tangle together in a deepening kiss, and I whimper in response.

“You are amazing, Haley.” Draggar groans my name as he drags his lips to my jaw, my throat, and then lower, his deep voice murmuring words against my skin, inflaming me even more.

His massive hands cup my breasts together and he gazes at them with such hunger that I feel a shudder go through me. Leaning over me, he takes a nipple into his mouth, using his textured tongue and his teeth to tease it into a sharp point. The sensation is an exquisite torture and I toss my head back on a groan that is torn from deep within me.

After a few minutes of exploration, he moves to the other neglected nipple and tongues it into his mouth and I cry out against him. I don’t know how long we stay like that, Draggar using his mouth on my breasts and then moving back to my lips to devour them over and over again. I lose all track of time, it could be minutes or hours, but I don’t care. I’m simply lost in the pleasure. By the time he moves on, my lips are swollen and my nipples are pebble hard and reddened from his rough tongue and sharp teeth.

There’s only one thing I want, now. I want the hollow ache in my pussy to be filled by him, but when I squirm and tug on his shoulders and try to urge him back up to me, Draggar resists and continues down my body to settle between my thighs.

A trail of heat follows his path. I’ve never been this turned on before, and I feel as if I will burn up inside my skin if I don’t get some relief soon.

“I want to taste you again, amoris.” Draggar’s growls, his voice so thick with lust that it’s almost unrecognizable, and an answering tremor runs through me. He pushes my legs aside and spreads me wide open, putting my pussy on full display for him. I look down, and see his nose nudge my core, his nostrils flaring wide as he breathes in deeply.

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