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She deepened the pressure, watching him as his muscles contracted and she knew he was reacting to her. Her heavy breasts felt heavier, and her nipples hardened like a piece of ripe fruit. Leaning over, she rubbed them against his thighs. A growl of need came from him. That was the sound she wanted to hear. Her pussy wept with need, but she put it on lockdown. Not yet, you wanton hussy. A laugh escaped. There was never a thought that this could be her reality.
She continued kissing up his thighs until she came to his cock. It was jutting straight up with the barest curve to the right. Saliva pooled in her mouth. She wanted to slurp it. Instead, she played with his kalea, that strange layer of skin that she knew would flare up and keep them locked together. Sometimes for mere minutes, other times for hours. She never knew what was going to happen when her male came inside of her. What she knew was that she’d never get tired or complacent about having sex or making love to him.
There, she said, making love and the world didn’t end.Her fear of having a deeply intimate relationship had come to an end. She fingered his Kalea before she gave in and sucked on the head of his cock that was leaking pre-cum. It wasn’t white and that fascinated her. It was more of a lavender color.He wasn’t human, why should his come be human? Giving his cock one final lick, she moved up before she spent the rest of the night worshipping it.
She snuggled her nose into the tougher skin where hair would be on a human and licked the striations there. They probably had a meaning. She placed kisses around his cock and moved up to his abs, tracing them with her fingers and tongue. She loved the way his body was hills and valleys. SaKura is what she never thought she’d be attracted to or want. Now that she had him… Her hand convulsed at her side because it wasn’t fair that she’d lived through hell only to have to give up her reward.
“You’re thinking too much, my frya.” She was and knew it. Jenna lifted and her breasts swung. Her nipples caressed his abs. How could pressing against his abs bring her so much pleasure more than when her breasts played peek-a-boo with his rock-hard thighs?
“I don’t understand how you turn me into a pile of mush. Whenever I touch you, all I want is more.” Jenna’s voice was laced with need and a bit of frustration. This gorgeous male turned her into a kitten that only wanted to purr and rub against him. She proved her point by lying on him and rubbing her body over his. She wanted his scent on her. It needed to be so deep that it seeped out of her pores. Anyone around her with an advanced sense of smell would know they were scenting SaKura and Jenna mixed as one.
“One day you’ll understand that we are no longer two. We are one person split apart into two bodies. Thank God, this way I won’t spend all eternity pleasure sharing with myself.” She loved his dry sense of humor that always took her by surprise. A long, high-pitched laugh came from her. That’s when she knew. Every doubt she had was laid to rest.
He tickled her stomach to keep her laughing. He loved how carefree looked on her. His hand went to her nipple and tweaked it. She loved the feeling of his fingers that were rough. She thought he’d have soft hands since he was the crown elect. Her pussy started weeping and flowing down her thighs. He lifted her as if she were a feather and his mouth went to one of her nipples, sucking it in deep. She moaned and his teeth nipped before he went to the other one. Jenna threw her head back and groans of pleasure ripped from her.She wanted a lifetime of this.
He turned her around and placed her on her knees. SaKura’s fingers stroked down her back, making her shiver in need, and then his nails followed the same course. When he was done, she was hyper-sensitive. This was what she always wanted with him. It was what she needed from him. She was no longer in her head, drowning in her thoughts of what was to come. In her mind were sexy thoughts of what he was going to do with her on her knees. His hands went under her body to pinch both her nipples, and she growled. It was a legitimate growl, one she picked up from her mate that her human vocal cords could imitate.
“Did you want something, mate?” He was kissing and licking her neck and then his teeth were piercing her shoulder. She felt hot liquid pierce her body from his teeth. What the hell was that?
“Are you going to make me beg?” She couldn’t get the words out. She was panting from the pleasure of his teeth. The initial pain faded as her head filled with sensations that made her feel like she was going to explode with bliss.
“Not beg, ask. Tell me what you need.” His voice rolled in her head, taking her one step closer to nirvana.
“I need…” Wait, was he talking in her head? Was she talking in his? “Am I talking in your head and hearing you in mine?” She held her breath. This was a fantasy, right?
“You are. It’s the last seal on our mating.” She knew he was right, even though it wasn’t making sense to her. How come she didn’t know they were telepathic, or they were with their mates? She asked him the question to make sure he could hear her, and she wasn’t imagining this.
“We don’t talk about it because it only happens with our mates, not someone we choose to spend our lives with who isn’t the other half of our soul.” He was talking to her, but his hands were doing things to her clit that made her want to explode. How he kept his thoughts together was amazing.
“Can you talk to anyone else?” She didn’t care. She reached beneath her and took his cock in her hand, sliding her wet pussy over the tip.
“Anyone… presumably my brother since Bella is his mate. Better things…” She almost laughed. He wasn’t keeping it together.
A screech of pleasure came out when he took her hips, pulling her backward as he thrust. The feel of his cock parting her folds and sliding against the walls of her pussy as he thrust deeper was too much for her to take. Her mind went on a journey of bliss. Every touch and stroke from SaKura left Jenna feeling over-sensitized and greedy for more. The sounds of her moans took her higher and every growl and low roar that came from him tripped across her nerves, making her want him more. He synchronized his thrusts with hers, targeting every sensitive spot in her pussy until he discovered her ‘G’ spot. That special place she always thought was a myth.
The scream that tore from her was loud, and it begged for her to make that sound again. When SaKura realized he found the spot that made her act like a wild wonton animal, he hit it repeatedly. She came out of her skin, becoming the air she breathed and the blood that kept her alive. She was an angel in heaven and a fairy on the breeze. Jenna was a live wire that could kill or show you immeasurable pleasure. She was the earth and the rain. The wind and the thunder. She was. SaKura graced her with his presence becoming the yin to her yang always there caging her in, so she didn’t lose herself or her way in this new world.
Her heart burst with unimaginable joy, and she felt it like high tide. The role of her orgasm took her over. It burst upon the scene, and Jenna was lost in a tidal wave of pleasure. This was the end. How could a human experience so much and live through it? Then SaKura was there with her, holding her tight as they were swept away, and she knew that in his arms she’d be safe. She released the hold on herself and allowed the pleasure, the bliss, the chance to visit Nirvana and walk free when it was over to claim her. This, she wanted all this and more with the male she loved.
Chapter Twenty-two
It was unnaturally quiet when Jenna woke. She sat up, rubbing at the sleep in her eyes before she turned to look at SaKura. Words left unsaid festered in her heart. She’d missed her opportunity. Now those words would die unspoken on her lips. It was now or never, but she needed to look at him one more time. Her eyes swept the plains, valleys, and hills that made up his beautiful body. She couldn’t see the eyes that mesmerized her or hear his voice that was just deep enough to make her heart trip in all the best ways. His amazing mind was something she could never see. She said a silent goodbye and I’m sorry. It had to happen this way. If she had known or been paying attention from the beginning, she would have never mated with him.
It was too late now; the die had been cast. Jenna slipped out of bed and dressed in a loose pair of jeans and a tank top. She reached for shoes but couldn’t do it. She’d suffer the consequences. If she were going to die, she would do it as a female who mated into the Dizan royal line.
It was the crown sitting next to the door that stopped her. It was beautiful. She knew walking past it was the best thing for her, but it called to her. She felt like it was almost saying her name. ‘Jenna, touch me, wear me.’ In a moment of foolish fantasy, she picked it up and placed it on her head. She wanted to be the consort that SaKura said she was. Why had she waited until the end to realize she wanted him and the life he dangled before her?
The crown felt perfect sitting on her head as if she was born to wear it. A silent tear came from one eye. The only tear she would allow herself. When she forced herself to take it off, the crown felt lighter, which made no sense. It looked like several of the gems were missing. Her hand went to her head after she sat the crown down. There were tingles all over her scalp, but there was nothing there, although she would have sworn. She felt pressure against her head. It was gone now. She shook her head, smiling at her foolishness.
Bella would get to wear her crown. Maybe that was all Jenna could ask, that her sister be safe. With her and SaKura out of the way, maybe Rakha would become king and Bella his queen. That made her smile. Her sister would be a great queen. It also made her heartbreak, not for herself, but for SaKura who was born to be a king. He’d make a great one. She looked at him one more time and threw him a kiss. ‘I’m sorry, my beloved,’ Jenna said silently in the privacy of her mind.
After quickly checking to make sure Cleo wasn’t up, she snuck down the stairs and to the door. Kala was there waiting for her.
“What are you doing here, baby boy? I know you can get out without help.” Seeing Kala was another reminder of the enormity of all she was giving up. Why? It was a cry from her heart. She reached down and petted him before standing. There were times in life you did what you didn’t want to do.
Jenna walked out the door and Kala followed her. “You can’t come with me, baby boy.” She almost choked on those words. He sat at attention by her feet. She shook her head and rubbed at her eyes. When she looked down again, he was gone. Maybe she imagined the whole encounter. It would make sense, since she didn’t want to go.
Her Duran caught her eyes. She was surprised when she saw it because it was parked slightly out of view. Changing the position of her head, she couldn’t see it all. Just another strange thing that was telling her how much she didn’t want to do this. Was SaKura monitoring her ride? She hoped so. That way, he could have someone retrieve it.
