Mated (The Sandaki Book 1) (8 page)

He looked at her quizzically. “
Taj Katan
is my title, not my name. I do not understand this word wife. The only female I have is you, and you satisfy me quite well. Or you would if the conversation would cease. I can think of better uses for that sweet mouth.”

“No, no.” She pulled her foot free to scurry away from him. “There’s still the problem of not knowing you. I don’t understand what is going on. I don’t get why I feel the things I do for you. Hell, I went with guys for two to three months without letting them do to me what you did—and what I still want you to do. Shit, I’m sitting here practically naked and not freaking out.”

“
Talla
, do not push me too far.” He growled low in his chest while his fangs extended. “I am in mating heat. Do not move away from me. My beast will take that as challenge, and I will not be as gentle as I wish to be.” He moved toward her again until he insinuated himself between her legs. “Touch me, and I will try to explain.”

Laira lay back and was finally able to caress the magnificent body above her. She discovered light, fine hair the same hue as his bronze skin covered his entire body, and once again, she made the connection to a tiger or lion. She wondered how it would feel when he rubbed it against her body and shivered. She had to get a hold of her wits and think. The more she stroked him, the more she wanted. His pelt, and she couldn’t think of a better word, was soft. Slowly, she ran her hands down his chest and around to his back. He arched into her stroking, and a low rumbling reverberated from his chest. Could this be his version of purring? Whatever it was, it made Laira wet and needy for him. How did he do this? Make her want him this quickly.

“You are my mate, the other half of me. I do not know how this is so, but it is.”

He opened his eyes, and she drowned in the topaz depths.

“Everything about you calls out to me body and soul. I want no other female but you. Can have no other female but you.”

“But you’re Sandaki, right? And I’m human.”

He nodded. “Yes, I am Sandaki, and the pairing is unusual, since we do not allow outsiders onto our worlds. However, my beast and I both comprehend you belong to us. All you need to understand for now is that I am yours, and you are mine. As I’ve said, I want no other female and can have no other.”

“Yeah and we don’t know each other,” she argued, but never took her hands from his body. It was if she couldn’t stop herself from touching him even if she wanted too. “After we’re all fucked out, you’ll run off to do whatever you do, and what will I do? I’m aware I can’t go home. Shit, I don’t even look like myself so I’ve already figured out that, already. So what? You give me to someone else? I don’t think so.”

His eyes snapped wide. “I will kill anyone who so much as looks at you. You are my mate, by conquest and marks. There will not be another, ever. We will never be fucked out, as you put it. I will want you always, and you will burn for me.” He slid down her body to nuzzle her pussy with his lips. “Let me show you how you will burn.”

Laira squirmed under him, loving the sensation of his body next to hers, the sensuality of his soft fur caressing her naked flesh. As much as she wanted answers to the millions of questions in her head, she wanted him to fuck her more. Damn, before the kidnapping she hadn’t needed sex. Whatever the Silarin had done to her it was causing this, wasn’t it? Now, she had this man, and all she could do was think about him fucking her again. Something about him grabbed her and wouldn’t let her go. Did she even want it to? Any thoughts she might have had on the subject evaporated as she felt him run his rough tongue through the lips of her pussy. Wow, he was really good at that, she thought as she thrust toward him. He growled against her, sending shocks right up through the roots of her hair.

“So are we done speaking for now?” He looked up, her juices covering his chin.

“Oh yeah, for now.” Laira spread her legs wider to encourage him.

He settled himself more comfortably and began to lick and suck. The tiny, good girl part of Laira told her she should move away from him. She didn’t know this guy; hell, he wasn’t even the same species as she was. The naughty, needy part of her said to get closer to give him better access. She reached down to twine her fingers in his hair. Damn, she was so weak, but it was so fucking good.

He worked his tongue inside of her vagina and began to lap, filling her. She let his hair go, afraid she’d rip it out, and clutched the sheets. She needed something to hold on to so she wouldn’t fly off the bed. The responses he brought out in her body were amazing. His tongue was so thick and long he was playing her G-spot like a musician. Laira squeezed her eyes shut as her orgasm hit her hard, and she was unable to stop the scream that escaped. The sensations were so intense she felt as if she were breaking apart and being remade just for this man.

Before she could recover, he flipped her over onto her stomach and thrust his cock deep inside. Shoving her ass up higher, she allowed him better access as she clawed at the sheets. He gripped her hips as he slammed into her tight sheath. On each forward push, his cock bottomed out in her vagina and sent shards of pleasure-pain through her body. Spreading her knees wider to give her better purchase, Laira began to shove back into him. The sensations almost blinded her as she felt his cock swell larger inside her pussy. The orgasm that hit took her by surprise as she gasped and screamed.

Rakin grasped her tighter as he began to spasm within her channel. Bursts of hot liquid filled her as he roared and continued to move into her. His orgasm sent her into another, and Laira clawed the sheets, unsure whether she was attempting to escape or not. Everything was so intense, her mind refused to work. Since he held her, the only thing she could do was sob and ride out the bliss that swamped her.

She slid down to lay flat as he followed to cover her. The feel of his hair-covered body against her smooth skin sent shivers through her system. Now that she could finally think clearly, she once again wondered what was happening. He said they were mates, but what did that mean? Were they married? Could they have children? Thoughts whirled through her head, but with his body this close, nothing stuck. All she wanted to do was stick her ass in the air and let him fuck her again. Shit, what was the deal? Never before had she been this needy. Now she acted as if he weren’t fucking her something was wrong.

Rakin pushed off her and rolled to his side, breathing heavily. His cock jutted up still, slick with her juices. There was no way he was hard already, was there? Laira eased up, unable to stop herself from touching him. His eyes flew open, and he pinned her with a heated topaz gaze as she wrapped her hand around him. He wasn’t like the few men she’d been with before. He was definitely larger in not only length but girth and, of course, he was covered in short, fine hair. She caressed his cock, loving the feel of it in her hands.

“Mate, you are killing me.” Rakin bared his teeth and thrust up into her grasp.

“You don’t like it?”

“I love it,” he growled. “I have already ridden you twice though, and you are not used to my size. I do not want to hurt you.”

Laira could feel herself get wet at his words. Though her pussy was sore, she wanted him. She had to have him. Maybe one more time would ease the clawing need within her. Then again, maybe it would heighten it. She licked her lips, not caring, she just knew she needed to feel him invade her again, fill her to the brink.

He lay flat on his back, watching her as she slowly eased a leg over him. She tossed off the scraps of fabric she wore and moved her hands up his chest. His pelt was soft like velvet and she loved how it felt caressing her skin. She leaned forward to rub her breasts against him then settled on top of him. The skin-to-skin contact was heaven, and Laira closed her eyes to concentrate on the sensations. His hands took her hips as a rumbling sound came from him. It wasn’t a growl, more like a purr, and she smiled. She figured he must like what was going on.

She sat up to grasp his dick and ease it around her vaginal lips. The head was large and hot and soon covered with her juices.

“What are you doing?”

She opened her eyes to stare down at him. “I’m going to fuck you.” Hearing the words said aloud, Laira shivered. She’d never spoken to her partners during sex; now, with this man, it felt right.

“Then let us change places so I can mount you.” He clutched her hips tighter to pull her off, but Laira gripped him with her thighs.

“No, like this.” She eased his cock to her opening and slowly slid down. “Have you never done it like this? Face to face?”

He shook his head, but instinctively thrust upwards, seating his cock deep inside her body. Laira leaned forward to place her hands on his chest as she began to undulate her hips. She leaned forward to grind her clit against his body. His hair tickled and rasped against her, sending bolts of lightning through her system.

Leaning up, he took one of her nipples in his mouth and sucked deep. His teeth rasped against her flesh as he pulled and licked at her. As she continued to shift her hips up and down, he palmed her other breast and kneaded it in his large palm. He growled his approval as his agile tongue lashed her nipple. Damn, he was good, she thought. She loved the vibrations his growl sent through her body and the gentle pull of his teeth on her flesh.

He eased his mouth to her other nipple as he grasped the breast he’d finished with. He tweaked and played with her nipple, forcing Laira to place her hands on the bed to steady herself. It was getting difficult to maintain the movement of her hips while he bit and sucked on her breasts. She clasped the soft cover and began to grind her pelvis into his. He was so deep inside; he once again bumped up against her cervix. The pleasure and pain of it ran through her body, but she couldn’t stop. She wanted and needed the penetration.

He suddenly flipped them, and she found herself under him. She wrapped her legs around his hips as he began to pound into her. He was tentative at first, but as he got into a fierce rhythm, all she could do was clutch onto him as he swept her along. The orgasm that hit her raced up from the soles of her feet and washed through her. Rakin roared as he pulled her hips to him and began to shoot his load into her. Hot spurts of his essence filled her womb, sending her into spasms as she screamed at the intense feelings that overwhelmed her. She tried to push away from him, escape the intensity while her legs clasped him tighter, not wanting it to end.

He slumped onto her as both of them tried to catch their breath. Laira let her legs slide from his hips as small shocks still ran through her system. She didn’t understand what the fuck was happening to her. It was as if she couldn’t keep her hands off him. Even now, after all that she’d been through, she wanted him. The need wasn’t as intense, but it lived within her, just waiting for her to regain her strength.

Tiredly, she pushed her hair out of her sweaty face, but could do no more than that. She was totally wrung out and used up, but damn it was good. If she weren’t breathing, she’d be sure she’d died. Rakin pushed himself up and off, flopping next to her on the bed. Yep, he was alive too. Although, he also looked well-ridden and exhausted. Laira smiled to herself. She had worn a man out, and since it was this man, she deserved a medal. If she weren’t so tired, she’d be pleased with herself.

Rakin turned to his side and pulled her into this embrace. He wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled her neck. “Sleep, mate. When we awaken we will bathe and eat.”

Laira wondered how she would be able to sleep after everything that had happened. However, the soft bed and warm body lulled her, and Laira slid away into darkness.

Haldise,
Visoka Preestrinna
of the Sandaki, stepped lightly onto the Silarin ship. For her first space voyage, she had accomplished quite a few tasks she’d never thought she would. She participated in a battle, though to call what had gone on between the Sandaki and the Silarin a battle was being kind. The Silarin had been overwhelmed and captured before they’d even known what had happened. Next, she’d actually talked with people from different species, quite a few, in fact. Now, she was stepping onto an alien spacecraft.

The only thing that would make this adventure perfect was if Kavich would disappear. The warrior had not wanted her presence on the
Drakon Scaal
and, in fact, had ordered her off when she’d first arrived on the cruiser. If the
Taj
had not overridden his orders, she would not be walking around on the slave ship. She’d had to come on the voyage. She knew the Sandaki would find this ship. She had dreamed about it, and when she dreamed true, it always occurred.

“Are you finished visiting?” Kavich asked.

There was nothing in his tone to indicate he was being sarcastic, but she knew he was. The man was always a hairsbreadth away of being insolent with her when he spoke. She didn’t know if it was because she was a woman, or he was jealous of her position with both
Taj
, but she was fairly sick to death of him. So she did what she often did when dealing with Kavich—she ignored him and kept walking. She heard him huff out a breath behind her and was thankful for the full robe and hood that hid the smile she couldn’t stop.

She brought up her wrist and touched the bracelet she wore. A map of the Silarin ship appeared to float in front of her face. She turned it this way and that, searching for what her gut knew she would find. Once she understood how to get to where she was going, she started walking again. While the ship wasn’t large, by any means, the corridors twisted and turned back on themselves, most probably to confuse any slaves that escaped the holding area. She couldn’t understand a race that depended on the sale of another to support itself. She wondered if they could return some of the women to their home planets. Probably not many due to the Silarin and their indoctrination procedures.