Vados (Scifi Alien Romance) (The Ujal Book 1) (5 page)

Enough to force her to arch and roll her hips, enough to send a jolt of pleasure up her spine. He repeated the movement, tapping her clit in a slow, gentle rhythm that had her moaning for him. He was focused on her, loving her with his gaze while tormenting the bundle of nerves. She trembled with the gathering joy and held her breath as the sensations increased. It took so little for him to have her balancing on the edge, so little for her to be ready to scream his name as she exploded.

“Vados…” she released his name on a hoarse exhalation, fighting for air so she could demand what she needed most. The ecstasy he caused was wonderful, but she knew from experience there was so much
more
. Much, much more.

He pressed his mouth more firmly against her, his tormenting pace settling into a rhythm her body welcomed with open arms. Er, legs. The regular
tap-tap-tap
was soon joined by…

“Oh, God,
yes.
” She hissed as two fingers stretched her center, sinking deep into her sheath and stroking her inner walls. It was pressure with a sting of pain and more than a handful of pleasure. “
Please
.”

He smiled against her mound, but he didn’t lose his rhythm. The torment continued, and now he was sliding free of her, only to thrust forward again, making love to her with his hand. Her body responded to his attentions, singing with the bliss of his sensual touches. Slowly she matched his pace, rocking into each thrust, taking him as deeply as possible while he fucked her. She loved this, had grown to love it over the hours they’d been together.

Now she’d get to enjoy even more. She’d get all of him.

“Vados…” She rolled her hips, taking him deeply, angling so he could caress… that… spot…

He found it, and she released a deep moan, trembling with the new pleasure that joined the party. She groaned and gasped as his force increased, pushing her toward the edge, balanced on the precipice as if her body needed something more. It wasn’t enough, not nearly, and knowledge of exactly what she required struck her.

She needed him. All of him.

Maris ran her fingers gently through his hair, stroking what she could reach of his face. “Vados, come to me. Make me yours.”

His rhythm stuttered. His eyes widened.

“I need you.”

He slowed, gently bringing her back down to a simmering pot of need before raising his head. As if he knew a sudden withdrawal would make her cry and sob for him. He was gentle—fierce yet compassionate.

“Maris?”

“Now, please.” There was no shame in begging between mates.

Vados gifted her with one last lick to her pussy, a sweet caress that had her whimpering. Then he crawled up her body, his massive form hovering above her. He focused on her face, his gaze intent as if asking for permission again… and she begged once more.

“I want to be yours, my Vados. My mate.” She stroked his broad shoulders, tracing the lines of his thick biceps and the glowing scales, which now coated his chest. “I want to swim through the seas at your side. Let me.”

“
Mine.
” He growled and lowered his head, lips capturing hers as his hips moved.

She lifted her legs, wrapped them around his trim waist, and opened herself further to him. The blunt tip of his cock prodded her entrance, the rounded head stroking her. He pressed forward—ever so slightly—only to retreat before teasing her with the shallow penetration once more. He carefully fucked her with those teasing thrusts. No more than an inch of his long, thick shaft slid into her before he retreated, and then repeated his torture.

She moaned into his mouth, sucking his tongue, making love to him, and silently begging for what she desired. Her hands roamed what she could reach, stroking his back, his arms, and his chest. She dug her feet into the hollow above his ass, squeezing him in an attempt to spur him on. When she couldn’t take the teasing a moment longer, she tore her mouth from his.

“So help me, if you don’t fuck me, I’m going to kill you.”

She was so very romantic. When he merely chuckled, body shaking and teasing her in an entirely different way, she realized he liked that part of her as well.

“As my mate commands.” And then he gave her what she desired.

In one fluid thrust, he sank into her, possessing her fully. He stretched her pussy, a slight sting adding to the pleasure of his cock deep inside her. They both groaned when his hips were firmly against hers, no space lingered between their bodies. His pubis was flush with her clit, and gave her a delicious pressure, which sent even more pleasure coursing through her veins.

“Do you like this, my mate? Me inside you?” he murmured and pressed even harder against her.

Maris moaned. “God, yes. S’good. So full.”

Vados grinned. “Of me.”

“Yes.” She cupped his face, ensuring she claimed his attention. “Now, make me yours.”

They remained connected, stares locked as he shifted his hips, slowly withdrawing, and then just as carefully filling her once again. The pace was slow, movements gentle as he caressed her inner walls with his long, thick shaft. It was sensual, a slow introduction to lovemaking that had her eyes watering and heart stuttering. So much emotion hovered between them, the heartache of being apart banished by each retreat and delicious thrust. Neither made a sound. Their bodies spoke for them with each flex, each rapturous meeting, each roll and caress that came from their lovemaking.

Vados slowly increased his tempo, the power between each move doubled, his balls slapped against the curve of her ass as he filled her fully. She scratched his shoulders, clinging to him as she rode the pleasure he gave her. She trembled and shook with the sensations, whispering and begging him for more, to never stop and telling him she’d kill him if he slowed.

Because… she trembled. It was that good. His next entrance was hard, jarring the bed with the force, and slamming the headboard against the wall.

“Vados!”

He growled in response, red eyes flaring brighter as his scales encroached on his skin further, decorating his cheeks.

Would she get scales as well? Would they be red?

Did it matter?

When he circled his hips, stroking her clit, she realized it didn’t. But if he stopped… that would
so
matter and she might just kill him.

“
Please.
Dear God,
please
.”

He balanced his weight on one arm and reached for her thigh with the other, inching it higher on his waist. “Hold me, my mate. Your body was built for mine and now I shall claim it.”

His next thrust hit something inside her, something that had her seeing fireworks of light behind her eyes, the pleasure so intense she sobbed his name.

“Yes. You are mine.”

That new angle, those words…

They were enough for her. Her release blossomed, rushing forward and stealing her breath in a sensuous wave of sensation. It bubbled beneath her skin, stroking her with invisible hands as the bliss stretched and grew within her body. It doubled with each breath, increased with each thrust, and overwhelmed her with his every growl until…

“Vados… gonna…”

“Give it to me, my mate. Shout your pleasure.” More growls, more demands.

And she loved them. Loved him, truly.

She couldn’t stand fast against his orders and with those words, she let go. She let her growing pleasure fly free. She did scream his name, yelled so loudly it echoed off the walls. She would have worried about the neighbors, but she was too lost in the ecstasy consuming her. It pummeled her from inside out, her pussy clenching and milking his cock as it rocketed through her. Her nerve endings were aflame with the joy, burning, and bubbling as it sank into every muscle. She no longer held control of her own body, no longer able to even breathe through the bliss.

Vados’ breathing was just as labored, just as fatigued, and staccato as hers. And as her orgasm continued to assault her, she watched as the same pleasure overtook him. He stiffened, his face a blissful mask of visceral joy, his hips snug against hers, and his cock flexed and twitched within her sheath. Heat—his cum—filled her then, the sensation so different from a human’s—washing over her—and triggered another jolt of pleasure to rocket through her.

On the heels of
that
ecstasy came other sensations. A burn slithered into her blood, a hint of pain overtaking the pleasure, and soon the remnants of her release were banished beneath the ache. It assaulted her spine, squeezing and fisting the line of nerves, causing her to cry out.

Vados’ withdrawal was immediate. Worry and fear covered his features as he knelt beside her. “Maris?”

She gritted her teeth against the fire in her blood and swallowed the shout, which leapt to her lips, and folded it into a low hiss. It grew in a gradual wave, an ebb and flow of sensation. It started at her head, a slow stretch down her body before retracing its path. With each pass, it gained speed and strength, increasing and clawing her from inside out.

“Oh, my Maris,” he whispered.

She forced her eyes open to meet his gaze.

Vados wasn’t focused on her face, but on her bare body.

She swallowed her pain and forced herself to raise her head, to look at her nude form. She gasped at what she found, overcome with shock at her skin. No, not skin.
Scales
. Green and golden scales, ones seeming to glow in the sun’s light as it streamed in through the window. The shine glittered and reflected off them, making her sparkle.

“Wow,” she whispered.

The pain was rapidly lessening, her body seeming to be finished with the agony of transition, but the scales remained. They weren’t a solid coating of the delicate scales, but a light dusting. Swirling swaths of gold and green twined their way down her body, decorating her breasts, teasing her hips, and wrapping around her legs. It was a soft balancing of her human genes and new Ujal characteristics. She raised an arm, seeing the same decorations there as well.

“You are…” Vados shook his head. “I do not have the words. You are glorious, my Maris.”

His red eyes met hers and she wondered if her eye color changed as well, adopting the golden hue.

“You are glorious, and you are mine. At last.”

When Maris was fully human, Vados had been overcome by her beauty…

Now, she was glorious. Even resting on an exam bed in UST medical, wearing nothing but paper, she was gorgeous. Though, he was annoyed at her lack of clothing. Before she disappeared with several vials of his mate’s precious blood, the human female nurse required his Maris to change out of her clothing. And now they awaited Faim, the royal doctor. Tave ordered the male to attend to his Maris since she was one of only a few human-Ujal converts.

Now they awaited the male. And waited. And… Vados would hunt him and drag him into the room squealing like a punished youngling if he did not arrive soon. The longer they waited, the more unease sank into his veins, until he was vibrating with worry and aggression by the time the older male finally entered the room.

“What has taken so long?” he snarled.

Faim did not blink an eye. He ignored Vados entirely!

“Faim! You will—”

“I do not know how you believe being mated to such an impatient male would be worth the effort.”

“Wha—”

Faim spoke over him. “But as you are already mated, I will defer to your better judgment.”

It was as if Vados was not even in the room. He was over six feet of powerful Ujal male, and this
doctor
pretended he did not exist!

Unacceptable.

He opened his mouth to tell the doctor he could stuff his opinions up his tail, but Maris beat him to it.

“I do love him. Most of the time.” Maris met his gaze, her eyes sparkling, and he immediately smiled in response to her joy.

Then he processed her words. “My mate…”

They both ignored him. Where was the respect?

“Lie back so I may examine you.”

When Faim spoke, talking of an exam, he decided he would question his mate’s lack of respect at another time.

Maris’ skin was visible beyond the thin paper, the edges not completely coming together, and exposing her to Faim.

Unacceptable.

“Maris!” He rushed forward, carefully tugging and nudging the covering into place. “You cannot expose yourself in such a way,” he grumbled.

His mate raised her eyebrows. “It’s going to be hard to examine me if the paper is in the way, Vados. After a while, a woman begins to wonder why we even bother with this flimsy robe.”

He frowned. “You act as if he will see other parts of you.”

Maris sighed and looked to Faim. He rolled his eyes and finally looked to Vados.

It was obvious he was missing something.

“What?” he snapped.

The doctor didn’t even flinch. “A female exam includes cursory massage and exploration of her breasts for abnormalities as well as her vag—”