Page 38 of Saving Lauren

“D’Var!” I yell. “I just heard you in my mind!” I turn around to look at him, we are both smiling like loons.

“Is this not great?” I hear him again.

“How do I do this?” I ask, curious to know how to get this new part of our bond under control.

“Just try it. You can see it as thinking, really loud, sending your thoughts to me. Just think about how handsome I am, about how much you like my cock.”

I blush, slapping his chest loudly.

“I do like your cock…” I think absentmindedly. I feel his smugness through our bond, before I hear his thoughts.

“I know you do, my Zarra.”

“I did it!” I exclaim proudly.

“Yes you did,” he sends me while bending down to kiss me lightly on the lips.

My sadness over the plants pricks through our newly formed bubble of telepathy. I know he felt it, when I hear him in my head again.

“We will fix this.”

“I know we will. This sight just makes me sad. I was so excited about this project, working on it, doing something for me, because I wanted to… It gave me a sense of freedom I thought I would never get back.”

D’Var tilts my chin up.

“You are free now, L’Ren. Nobody will ever take you again, I promise.” I give him a sad smile.

“They took me from our ship…” I begin, but he growls, I feel his anger at the Sternotheri pulsing through our bond.

“Never again,” he says. Dropping to his knees, he takes my hands.

“I vow to you, L’Ren, my Zarra. Nobody will ever hurt you anymore, nobody will ever touch you again, except for me. You will only know pleasure and safety from now on. I will make this happen, because I promise you, I will kill every male who comes near you with ill intent. I will make you sure you are forever safe from Yalix.”

D’Var is all warrior, but he truly says the most romantic things. I pull him in for a big kiss. I pour all my love into it, because even though we have completed our mate bond, he only speaks of pleasure. He hasn’t mentioned love even once. I don’t know if I can survive a reality where he doesn’t feel the same as I feel for him. I stay silent and hide my feelings, He can’t reject my feelings if I don’t tell him. I know it's the coward's way out, but I don’t care. I have been brave a lot lately and there is a limit.

D’Var kisses me back, unaware of my inner turmoil. When his tongue meets mine, I forget about everything, losing myself in the kiss. His hands are on my lower back, one of them is grabbing my ass and my hands are on his delicious skin, grabbing him tight by his harness, pulling him to me.

When we break away from the kiss, we are both panting. My hands glide down towards his trousers, where I can feel the outline of his hard cock. I stroke him and he moans, pushing his length into my hands. I give him a quick caress putting both my hands on his pecs pushing him back.

“What are you doing, L’Ren?” he asks and I smile wickedly at him.

“You will like where this is going,” I say. And he lets me push him towards the side of the cargo bay. When his back hits the wall, I go up onto my tiptoes kissing him. He moans as I move my hands towards his trousers again. Slowly I begin to undo them, slipping my hand inside.

“L’Ren,” he moans, I grin. This big bad alien is putty in my hands. I feel myself getting another piece of me back. I used to be spontaneous, I was fun. I believe I was also a little bit naughty. So, I pull out his cock stroking it from head to base.

I did not have a chance to do any exploring, yet. I marvel at the look and feel of his cock. His cock is huge; dark gray with those marvelous ridges rippling underneath his skin when I touch him.

“I really like those ridges,” I say, caressing him. “Do they move on their own? Or is there a pattern?”

“They are more pronounced, when you touch me, my Zarra,” D’Var pants. “I can… Will them away, if you want?”

“No way,” I say with a mischievous grin. “I like them way too much.”

I stroke his shaft again and a drop of precum is leaking from the head. Without thinking I swipe it with my thumb, putting it in my mouth. I look at D’Var from under my lashes, he groans at the sight of it. Lust pulsing through our bond and I clench my thighs.

I slowly drop to my knees pulling his trousers down to his ankles. Fisting his cock, I slowly stroke it, paying attention to all the noises D’Var makes. One of his hands is going to the back of my head, but I stop him.

“Hands by your side, D’Var. This is my turn now.” He growls something indefinable. I feel my arousal pooling between my thighs. This is for me, just as much as it is for him.

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