Beast Planet 2: Captive Salvation (9 page)

“Essence led us to this place. The program told me it is here we should be living,” Morrdrook murmured against my skin as his lips moved up along my shoulder.

His hand slid over my thigh and up over my hip before it dipped down to cup my left breast.

My lips parted in a breathy moan. Oh how I’d missed his intimate touch.

“Is everyone okay?”

“Everyone is fine, my beauty. Words cannot express our gratitude for all you have done, all you have suffered for our people.”

His lips lifted from my skin and I twisted onto my back to look up into his eyes. His head propped up on his fist, his gaze was dark with anger.

“You should not have had to endure it. I did not take proper care of you.”

I lifted my left hand, pressing my palm against his face. He always did take everything to heart, but I wouldn’t stand for him blaming himself.

“It wasn’t your fault, so don’t start all that blame stuff. As you see, it all worked out. We’re here, we’re safe and most importantly, we’re still together. I once heard it said that a life lived in fear and regret is a life half lived. I don’t regret one moment of our time together.”

“Sometimes, I think you are too good to be true. That the gods have played a cruel trick in making me think you are real. The days without you were the longest, most agonizing days of all my life. I did not know how you were faring or if you had come to harm. It cut right to my heart not to be able to protect you.”

I saw the depth of his love for me in his crystal blue eyes. My own welled up inside me. I blinked back the tears, running my hand over his face, down his throat and over his chest.

“Oh my love, I am here, I am safe, and I am very real. Touch me, kiss me and prove to yourself how real I am.”

He lowered his head capturing my lips in a tender, reverent kiss. I poured all my love and emotion into that kiss.

His hands skimmed up and down my back until he cupped my ass, kneading gently, lifting and separating.

Moaning, I rubbed against the erection that pushed against my stomach. His hands were pure magic.

When his hands left my ass and he pushed me away, I sobbed in protest.

Morrdrook lowered his mouth and kissed the corner of my lips. I bit down on his lower lip. My body shivered with pleasure when he pushed his tongue between my lips and tangled with mine.

I lifted my hips against him, Morrdrook shifted, throwing his leg over my thighs, pinning me in place. He lifted his head and looked down at me. Passion burned bright in his eyes.

I lifted my head, wanting, needed his mouth back on mine. “Please…”

“Slowly, my love, slowly. I want this to last. I want to touch and relearn every part of you.” After a deep, soul-wrenching kiss, he tore his mouth from mine to trail hot wet kisses over my chin, down the column of my neck to the swell of my breasts.

I threaded my hands through his hair, trying to pull his mouth back to mine. Morrdrook captured both of my wrists and stretched them above my head, shackling them in one hand before resuming.

Moaning, I arched my back, pushing my breast towards him.

Burying his face between them, I felt him inhale before dragging his tongue down between them, nuzzling underneath my left breast where he proceeded to kiss and nibble sensitive skin.

I arched and bucked, needing more. “Oh yes, Morrdrook, more please, more!”
Morrdrook chuckled against my chest. “As you desire, my love.” He nipped my left nipple then sucked it into his mouth.

My cry filled the room. I arched my back even more and pushed my breast further into his hot, wet mouth.

I tried to wrench my hands free, but Morrdrook tightened his grip.

“Easy, my Aunna, not so fast. This is as much for me as it is for you.” He sucked my other breast into his mouth.

Rolling my head back and forth, I struggled against Morrdrook’s grip. I needed to get my hands on him, had to pull him on top of me so I could thrust myself onto his magnificent cock.

“More, Morrdrook. I want more. I need more.”
He continued to suckle my breasts, he shifted his body and slid his fingers between my thighs.

Keening, I arched my hips and spread my legs wider as his fingers probed.
I barely heard his groan as he slid first one, then two fingers inside of me. He stroked, dipped and delved, slowly pushing in and out.

“Aunna, look at me,” he commanded.

I opened my eyes and focused on him. He pulled his hand from between my thighs.

“Always so wet for me, my Aunna.” I saw my juices coating his fingers. Morrdrook placed his fingers in his mouth and slowly, separately, sucked each one.

“You always taste so good, sweet and hot. All this is mine.”

When he slid his fingers inside of me again, my internal muscles clenched and tried to pull them deeper. He pulled them out. I groaned, my body so close to orgasm.

“Please Morrdrook, stop teasing me. It’s been too long. I need your cock!”

Pulling me with him, Morrdrook rolled onto his back. I straddled his hips, my hair cascading down over my shoulders.

“Ride me, Aunna. Ride my cock.”

Moaning, I positioned myself over him. Slowly, I slid down, my internal muscles shuddering as I stretched to accommodate him. I loved every hard, long inch of him filling me.

Morrdrook grabbed my hips to help ease me down. I heard him groan as he arched up into me and I slid further onto him.

A low moan escaped my lips when I finally had Morrdrook completely embedded.

I pushed myself up and then slid down again, slowly at first, then faster.

Settling into a rhythm, it took only a few strokes for my orgasm to begin. Again, his fingers found their way between my thighs to the sensitive bud hidden by my dark curls. I shuddered, as wave after wave broke over my body. Crying out, I collapsed on his chest.

He stroked his hand over my hair and down my back, murmuring soft words into my ear as I slowly came down.

Gently, he rolled me onto my back, still buried deep inside. “I am far from done with you yet, my beauty,” Morrdrook said softly as his tongue renewed its worship of my nipples.
He began to move slowly then more rapidly, thrusting more deeply as my body’s movements matched his. This time I could feel him holding nothing back and renewed sensations washed over me, I began to shudder again as he thrust deeply, exploding with his own release.

Some time later, Morrdrook lifted his weight from me and carried me with him as he rolled onto his back, holding me close to his chest. I sighed contentedly and rested my head against his left shoulder, trailing my fingers lightly across his chest.

He placed his fingers under my chin and lifted my face until our eyes met. His loving smile told me thing words could never express. “You will not wander off again?”

I chuckled and lay my head back on his chest. “No more chasing after wayward Wuzzles. I promise.”

“Good.” He kissed the top of my head. “I will not lose you, ever again.”

I let myself drift off into a contented sleep.

* * * *

A familiar purring sound near my ear brought me back to awareness. I rolled over in languid bliss and ran my hand over my chirping Wuzzle.

He chirped happily under my touch as I stroked the soft silken strands of his fur. The bed next to me was empty. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. Lucky scrambled into my lap.

“E?”

“E is here Anna.”

“Where is Morrdrook?”

“Shah Morrdrook is in the bathing chamber, adjacent to the royal rooms.”

My eyes focused on my surroundings and my brow furrowed into a frown. What was a
Shah
?

“Why did you lead Morrdrook into the palace?”

“It is where he belongs,” E answered.

Belongs? “I do not understand, why we—or Morrdrook would, belong in a palace unless…”

My eyes widened as the thought raced through my mind.

Morrdrook strode back into the room, his hair damp and a towel tucked around his lean hips. I took in his beautiful features, with a new sense of awe. The sexual power he oozed was heart stopping.

His right black eyebrow raised a half inch as he approached the bed. “Aunna, what is wrong?”

I forced myself to swallow, drew in a deep breath trying to get my mind back on track.

“E, you can scan the DNA of anyone. Is Morrdrook a member of the royal family?”

“Affirmative. Genetic makeup shows he is the direct descendant of Dorrkiu, Shah of Zakiu.”

“Shah means ruler or king right?”

“Affirmative.”

Surprise filtered through on to Morrdrook’s expression. He seemed to wobble on his feet slightly before sitting down on the end of the bed. He scooped up Lucky, briefly stroking my little Wuzzle before setting him aside. Lucky chirped unhappily but scrambled up onto the pillow I’d recently vacated and settled down.

“I am Shah of Zakiu?”

“Affirmative. By rule of succession, you are the only surviving member of the royal family.”

“But I thought Killiu was my family also? Is he not my father’s brother?”

“Negative. Killiu is descendant of Quinjax, head of the royal guards.”

“Wow.” I wound my arms around his neck from behind, pressing my body into his. “Well my love, it seems you really are a natural born leader. You’re not only my hero, but also my king.” I pressed my lips against his shoulder.

He turned slightly to snake his arm around my waist, pulling me around his body and onto his lap. “It makes you my Shahess, my queen. Did I not choose well?”

Laughter bubbled up at his smug smile. He lowered his head to kiss me. “I must have words with Killiu. I want to know why he led me to believe for all these years he was my family.”

“My guess would be to protect you and your family, but all the Zakiu are your family, whether blood related or not.”

“You are right. There are so few of us, we are close. My being Shah makes no difference.”

“No, you’ll always be the man I love.”

I loved his wide smile. Spearing his hand through my sex tumbled hair, he tugged me in closer, slanting his lips over mine in a passionate kiss.

We were both breathing hard when we broke apart.

“As much as I would love to spend all day pleasuring you, we must turn our minds to the defense of the city.”

“I know, time is running out. What is the point of winning our freedom if we lose it again?”

“Essence, is there a meeting place we can all gather, a central control room for the city’s defenses?”

“Affirmative.”

“Good, I want everyone gathered in two hours.”

“E will inform all inhabitants.”

“Good.”

I blinked at him. “Why two hours?”

Morrdrook’s seductive smile made my blood heat. He suddenly twisted, flipping me onto my back. He ripped off his towel, pushed my thighs wide and settled his large body between them.

I threw back my head moaning as he slid his hard cock deep into my wet heat.

“It will give me time to enjoy my royal Shahess…” One hand gripped my breast as he pulled out and started slow teasing, shallow thrusts, knowing it drove me mad. “… and make my queen scream for me.”

Chapter Eleven

It felt like a war room. Not that I had ever been in a war room, but I’d seen a few in movies. A huge white polished stone table dominated the room, the chairs large to accommodate the taller Zakiu. None of the Zakiu with human mates let the women sit on the chairs, each one cradled protectively in their laps.

Everyone’s gaze was fixed on Essence, in the form of a swirling blue ball in the center of the table.

“Everyone is present, Shah Morrdrook,” E informed him.

Nular—seated to my left so I could talk to Abby—raised his eyebrow at Morrdrook. “Shah? You are our Shah?”

“Shah Morrdrook is direct lineage to Shah Dorrkiu, ruler of Morrkiu City Prime,” E confirmed. All eyes now turned to Morrdrook.

“You knew this did you not, Killiu?” Morrdrook turned his attention the older Zakiu.

Killiu nodded. “It was my duty, as it was my father’s before me, to protect your family, and ensure the royal line survived. I did my best against the Druel…” His gaze saddened. “I looked after you when they took your father. The Druel do not care of what house you come from, only that they have fighters for their games.”

“Killiu, I cannot thank you enough for your care, of not only me, but every other Zakiu under your guidance. You or your father are not to blame for anything that has happened. But now is not the time to worry over titles. I think before we move forward it is best we learn about our past, that way we can be better prepared to defend our city. Essence?”

“Yes, Shah Morrdrook?”

“Run the historical program you showed me before.”

“Affirmative, Shah Morrdrook.”

Images came down from E’s swirling ball of light and played out like a three D movie, for everyone to view.

Morrdrook pulled me into his lap and I cuddled into him, quietly watching the faces of the Zakiu and women who surrounded the long table.

I saw mixes of anger, pity, sorrow and determination, finally the recording stopped and the veil of images lifted.

“This is how we were defeated. Are we safe? Are our buds safe from this illness?” asked Lakiu, holding his Rachel close and stroking her back. I didn’t know the woman well, a few of them kept to their own little clique.

“Essence, was the virus stopped?” Morrdrook looked up towards the swirling ball.

“Affirmative, Shah Morrdrook. The biological entity was stopped and the city cleansed.”

Shoulders drooped and I heard many exhale in relief—no one was in any danger from a Druel engineered virus.

“We have an advantage now we did not have before. Unlike our ancestors we will find a way to defend our city,” Morrdrook continued.

A murmur of agreement came from each Zakiu male. “We have better advanced weapons and ships.” Makkiu said, “I have been viewing the inventory of weapons in the armory.”

“Yes, we have those now, but even then, we are still greatly outnumbered against the force of the Druel drone army.” Morrdrook glanced at me, placing his hand over mine.