Proposition (4 page)

“Wait, baby,” he said with a rough, passion-filled voice. “My turn. I want to taste your wet pussy and tongue-fuck you until you scream my name.”

The words made her shiver with desire, and she reluctantly released his cock from her mouth. He helped her to stand and then undressed her, letting her clothes fall to the floor with his. The fact that they were making love in Krig’s room, on Krig’s bed, was somehow significant. Like they were giving him a big old “fuck you” with their middle fingers raised high. And as appealing as that thought might be, Keirah had a sneaky suspicion that Krig knew what would happen if he left them alone here. But she was too far invested in the moment to try to foil his
I told you so
.

Geoff picked her up and laid her upon the bed before cupping her breasts and licking her hard little nipples. She arched her back, loving how he blew cool air against the wet tips to further enhance the feelings. Her sensitive little nubs were a direct link to her clit, and she felt herself getting wetter with each second. She began to writhe, wanting more, wishing he’d just fuck her and make her come.

As if he’d heard her thoughts, he abruptly left her breasts to drop to his knees between her thighs, pushing her legs wide. She watched him through half open eyes as he admired her pussy spread out before him like a feast.

“Eat me,” she ordered softly. “Lick my pussy. Make me come.”

“Gladly, my love,” he said, and she felt the first swipe of his tongue across her clit. She gasped and thrust her pelvis up, wanting more. He gripped her thighs and buried his face in her cunt. His tongue slid inside as he licked and sucked on her clit until the world began to tilt and her climax hit her all at once. She panted and shook, high on the euphoria of her orgasm, but he wasn’t done yet. Two of his fingers slid inside her, curling a little to find her special spot that made the world spin faster. Before she knew it, she was arching again as a smaller orgasm rolled through her.

He then stood up, and she cracked her eyes open to see him holding his cock in one hand, pumping it a little before settling between her thighs. With a mighty push he thrust inside her, and tiny little sparks danced over her body. She wrapped her arms around him, holding him still for a moment, loving how deep he was inside her body.

“Oh God,” she moaned as he withdrew and pushed back in. “Yes, Geoff! Please fuck me!”

His cock buried into her tight passage, and he began to pump in and out. His strokes grew harder and harder and he pushed deeper and deeper into her wet pussy.

“God, you’re so tight!” he muttered as sweat began to roll off his body.

He was pushing into her with force, her breasts bouncing up and down, and another orgasm sprang over her. She grabbed his back, her nails scratching over his skin, and he hissed. She knew he loved it when she went a little wild.

But just before she knew he was going to come, he pulled out of her and stood. She opened her eyes in protest and saw his swollen cock, wet with her juices.

“Why’d you stop?”

“Flip onto your stomach,” he ordered. “I want your ass.”

Without hesitation, she obeyed, turning onto her belly and wiggling her ass at him. She liked anal sex, but she had a strong feeling this had more to do with Captain Krig than the desire to fuck her ass. Geoff took one of the pillows and pushed it under her hips, helping to keep her up.

“Hold your cheeks open,” he said, and she did, knowing he was going to work a little on loosening her up. She was pretty good at relaxing, and it only took a moment of his finger sliding in and out of her tight rosette until she was ready for him. Using her own pussy juice, he lubed her up, and she felt him pushing into her back hole.

“Oh fuck, you’re tight,” he said a bit breathlessly. “So good. So fucking good!”

He pushed all the way in and then pulled back slowly, over and over, letting the pressure build again. He pumped slowly, building in tempo as his cock grew even firmer in her ass. His fingers came around her front and found her clit.

“Oh! I’m going to come,” she cried.

“Come for me, baby,” he urged. “Come on my fingers. God! Your ass is squeezing my dick so tight. It feels so good!”

 
She was coming and bucking and moaning, and it was wonderful. It was only a second or two later that Geoff followed her, crying out as he spilled deep inside her body. He collapsed on top of her for a moment, and she felt his heart beating franticly, but then he pushed himself off her, out of her, and sat on the floor beside the bed. Keirah felt his cum running out of her ass, and she rose, grabbing her dinner napkin to wipe herself up. Then she sat beside him, and he took her hand in his, interlocking their fingers.

 
“Did you take my ass because of Krig’s condition?”

He didn’t answer for a moment and she thought he might ignore her, but then he nodded. “Yes. I don’t, you know, have any condoms.”

Her heart felt heavy and sad. “Oh, right. Geoff—”

He looked at her. “
It’s
okay, Keirah. I love you. That won’t ever change. Okay?”

What else could she say to that? “Okay.”

Chapter Four

Krig stared blindly at the readout in front of him, but he couldn’t concentrate on one thing. He knew what Keirah and Geoffrey were doing in his room. He’d practically handed them an invitation to have at it, and if he were completely truthful with himself the knowledge made him feel…odd. He’d always thought human women were attractive because they brought out some protective instincts, but when he’d seen Geoffrey DeWinter something fierce surged through his body and he’d wanted to bare his
tesak
in anger. Could that be jealousy? Could he actually feel jealous over a puny human male?
Ridiculous
. He could snap the human male with one hand tied behind his back. What did Keirah see in him?

“Are you all right?”

The question from his assigned First Officer, Niklis, and it snapped him out of his musing. He looked around and frowned. “What?”

“I asked if you were all right. You’ve been staring at that monitor for over five minutes.”

“Perfectly fine,” he replied, taking a deep breath and pushing aside all thoughts of Keirah and what she was doing with her husband.

“You kept the human woman,” Niklis said, and Krig wasn’t sure where he was going with that statement.

“She is going to be my mate.”

Niklis frowned. “And her husband? You plan on killing him?”

“No. We’ll work the arrangement out.”

Niklis snorted. “I’d kill the husband. It would be nice to have a woman, even if she was human. I haven’t had too many offers because of this.”

He pointed to his face, where scars marred the once smooth skin. Krig knew the Alphan male had been caught in a horrible fire when he was younger, which had resulted not only in scars but the loss of one of his horns, and without both horns, well… Pity welled up inside of Krig. He didn’t know much about Niklis, but he knew he’d joined the military to regain his position of honor in his family. Not knowing what to say to the man, Krig decided to drop it altogether by returning to his captain’s chair.

“Sir, we have a ship on an intercept course,” his tactical officer stated, and he brought up the image on the view screen.

“That’s a Xyran ship,” Niklis said needlessly because Krig already knew that.

“Shields,” he called out. “Battle stations. Hail them.”

A second later, the face of a Xyran warrior appeared, and Krig felt something cold move through him. He had a bad feeling he wasn’t going to like this confrontation.

“I am Commander Iell. Give me the human female who killed my brother,” the Xyran leader demanded without preamble.

“How does he know she was the one who killed him?” Niklis whispered.

“I don’t know.” Krig looked around the bridge and studied each man quickly. “Perhaps we have a traitor in our midst.”

“Who would betray us to the Xyrans?” Niklis asked softly so as not to be heard.

“A coward,” Krig answered just as softly and then spoke loudly to address the Xyran. “Your brother attacked a shuttle filled with humans, which broke the treaty agreements made with Earth. Do you wish to further engage in battle?”

“Your ship does not scare me,” the Xyran sneered.

“It should,” Krig told him coldly. “My battlements outgun yours, and with our shielding you have no hope of breeching my hull. Surrender now.”

“If you will not give me the human bitch I will have to take her,” the Xyran said, and suddenly red klaxon lights flooded the bridge as a shrill warning signal rang.

“We’re losing shields!”

“What?” Krig demanded. “How?”

“Some kind of computer virus,” his tactical officer said. “I can’t stop it in time!”

Krig’s mind whirled. Without shields they still had a fighting chance, but there would be damage. Massive damage.

“Arm laser cannons!” he shouted. “Tactical maneuvers!”

He no sooner got the command out than they were hit with a mighty blast, which threw him off balance and into the helm.

“Get us out of here!” he screeched to the officer.

“Navigation has been knocked offline!”

Another explosion ripped over the ship, sending up sparks and fire. The consoles were lighting up with damage reports.

“Fire back at them!” Krig ordered.

“That second hit took out our weapons,” the tactical officer reported.

“Give me the woman and I will cease firing on your ship, Captain,” the Xyran hissed, still on the view screen. He had a look of self-righteous indignation upon his ugly face.

“You destroying this ship is an outright declaration of war against Alpha!” Krig told Iell. “Is your government ready to handle this bloodshed over your personal vendetta?”

“She is just one small, lousy human,” Iell said. “You make this about war by hiding her!”

“She’s my mate,” Krig announced.

Iell stared at him for a long moment, his demon eyes staring daggers at him. “Then you’ll die as well.”

The view screen clicked off, and suddenly the ship was pelted with a barrage of attacks, each one more destructive than the last. They weren’t going to make it much longer. The ship had suddenly become a ticking time bomb. Krig hurried to his chair and pressed for the emergency signal telling everyone at once to abandon ship.

“Get out of here!” he yelled over the warning. “Get to life pods and jettison yourselves!”

He had to get to Keirah, had to get her a life pod. His men were trained for such an emergency so he trusted each one would find their way off the ship, but humans wouldn’t know what to do because the emergency signal was in his native language.

Luckily, the elevators were still functioning, and he took them all the way down to the crew quarters. He hoped that Geoffrey and Keirah were smart enough to have gotten dressed because they didn’t have much time left. The ship was starting to lose power because he felt the gravity plating beginning to list.

Right before he reached his door, however, it opened, and he saw Geoffrey and Keirah. He skidded to a halt. They eyed him with fear.

“The ship is compromised,” he said.

“You think?” Geoff asked sarcastically.

“Come,” he said waving his hand. “We need to use an escape pod.”

He led them down the corridor to the far section. The ship was hit again, and this time it was bad because small explosions could be heard. Krig cursed. Whoever the traitor was who’d done this to his ship would pay dearly. He vowed that on his soul.

They reached the area where the escape pods were located, and he had to manually open the door. Each level was equipped with the pods and there were twice as many as the crew roster, so Krig had no doubt that his men would’ve obeyed his command and gotten off the ship.

“Come on,” he said. “Keirah, go!”

“I thought the captain was supposed to go down with the ship,” Geoff said.

“Why would I go down with the ship?” he asked.

“It’s an old Earth saying.”

“Then Earth is weird.”

Geoff was next, and then he scrambled inside. The pod was larger since it was designed for four people, and Krig made his way to the console.

“Strap in,” he ordered and then started up the pod.

Seconds later, he’d jettisoned them into the dark vastness of space. He brought up the second half of the view screen in the nick of time to see his ship explode. There wasn’t any sound, nor was there any fire since there wasn’t any oxygen in space. One minute the ship was there, the next, it was small bits of matter.

“What the fuck happened?” Geoff demanded.

“The Xyran you killed, Keirah, had a brother, and he wanted me to hand you over,” he said grimly. “I didn’t have a fighting chance. A traitor helping the Xyrans sabotaged us by putting a virus in our computer system to shut down our shields.”

“Wait. The Xyran knew about me?”

“That’s what I said,” he snapped.

“No, I mean the Xyran wanted me in exchange for your ship?”

“Correct.”

“You didn’t give me up to save your ship?” she asked, wild disbelief in her voice.

He glanced at her quickly. “You are my mate now, regardless if we’ve consummated the deed yet or not. I will defend you with my life.”

She started crying, and he set the autopilot on before turning to face her fully.

“Why are you crying?”

“Thank you,” she said, wiping her cheek. She shot a quick apologetic glance at Geoff before unbuckling her seat belt to approach him.

“You should not unbuckle yourself,” he told her. “We could run into debris.”

But she ignored him and leaned over him, wrapping her arms around him. His eyebrows shot up, and he looked helplessly at Geoff, who only gave a big sigh and looked away.

“What are you doing?” he asked her.

“I’m hugging you. Surely you hug on Alpha.”

“Yes, there is hugging. But why are you hugging me?”

“Because you chose to protect my life.”

He managed to put his hands on her shoulder and pull her back to look into her pretty blue eyes. “You’re my mate.”

And slowly, she nodded. “Yes. I am your mate.”