Page 47 of Tempted by Celestial Bodies

“This is what Iam,”he grates between bared teeth. “I told you. You should…leave.Shedid.”

That gives her pause. “Shewho?”

“It doesn’t matter.” The tentacles whip out from the throne, from the walls. They push her backward. “It was…a long time ago.”

Apparently even aliens have ex-girlfriend trauma. “I’m nother, ok?” Digging in, she slaps the whipping tendrils back. “I’m not going anywhere.Mychoice.”

“We’re out of time, love.” He pants, his body flexing against the restraints. “I don’t know how much longer I can hold on.”

“Hold on how?” Whyishe holding back? He seems to have some sway over the cord-like tentacles in this room, but if so, that means he could have made them release him.

“I’m weak, Kaitlyn. Don’t you understand?” His back arches, his cock rigid and swelling larger still, dark, ropy veins standing out along his length. “I’m weak for you. I could lose control, and then…”

“Then you’d take me,” she says calmly. “You’d make me your mate.”

“Don’t.Tempt me.”

“Try and stop me,” she counters, pushing at the resistance of the tendrils. All at once, they make way for her. She strides unimpeded toward his throne.

Finally, he raises his head as she stands looking down on him. “Kaitlyn.Please.I warned you not to?—”

“Shh.” She reaches out, places a finger over his mouth. “I don’t care.”

His lips part under her touch, his expression dazed. She poises herself over him, bare under her t-shirt, and a feral sound rises in his throat as the tip of his cock nudges against her entrance. The contact jolts through her, electric pleasure with the force of a live wire. It heats her from the inside out, and she’s instantly slick with overwhelming need that coats him and trickles agonizingly down the insides of her thighs.

“You can’t…” His voice breaks, torment and desire mingling in his eyes. “This will change everything. You won’t be able to go home.”

He thinks he’s saving me.But she doesn’t want to be saved. Somewhere between the promise he made her and all the ways they found to have each other, in the long dark journey back from the edge of the solar system, the change he threatened must have taken hold. She can’t imagine leaving him, not like this, not now.

He warned her of an unbreakable, permanent bond. He didn’t mention it would come with an all-consuming need to have him in her, over her, around her, as close and in as many ways as possible. She would crawl inside his skin, as if it weren’t enough that the ship that carries her is just another part of him.

Is it really my choice?

The answer resonates in every cell of her being. She can’t go back to her life before this, not without having him, not after he laid the universe at her feet.

“Cassiel.”She leans her forehead against his. “Iamhome.”

She lowers herself onto him, inch by inch, her body straining to contain him. His head drops back against the coiling shell of the seat, and he bucks his hips up, pushing deep inside her. Driving himself home. Stretching her as the base of his cock swells to fill her even more. When she tries to rise again, she can’t go far.

His eyes meet hers, fathomless, dark, and heated with an infrared glow more felt than seen, a relentless, inexorable gravity drawing her into him, molten at her core. “I warned you. No…going back.”

“Bound together. I want that. God, I canfeelit.” A fractional lift of her hips, and then she slides back down, the curve of him hitting every secret place inside her with exquisite friction. “Fuck, Cassiel…It’s so good, it’s too much,I can’t…”

His hands close around her hips, gripping them hard enough to bruise, but she’s beyond caring. He moves her on him, slamming deeper inside her with each thrust. Then, with a growl and a fluid movement, he surges forward, bearing her down to the floor. She moans at the pressure and sensation as the knot at his base takes more of her weight, dragging her along with him. He’s locked inside her, and she couldn’t stop this if she wanted to, not anymore. Maybe she never could.

She doesn’t want to, doesn’t want anything but this pleasure, forever and always.

The thought almost frightens her before it dissolves in a dizzying, abrupt peak, her cries echoing wildly in her ears. He bears down on her with slow, agonizingly short thrusts. “You take me so well, little mate,” he groans into her neck. “Want to breed you. Make you mine.”

“God, yes.”She wants him spilling inside her, wants to take his seed over and over until her body overflows with him. “I need it. Need you. Please?—”

Her plea dissolves into a helpless scream of pleasure as he rises to his knees and spins her away from him, still sheathed as deep as he can go, her hands scrabbling for purchase as he pounds into her. His rhythm turns ragged, and suddenly he’s not holding back anymore. Each thrust shakes her body, rattling her bones and sending sparks of ecstasy up her spine. He grips her thighs for purchase, pulling her half off the ground as he ruts into her with ragged panting gasps that roll hot and sweet over her neck.

Then, with a roar, he closes his teeth over her nape. With one last shuddering thrust, his release floods into her. Exquisitely sensitized, she cries out with every pump of his seed, each pulling another white-hot wave of orgasmic pleasure from her.

“Cassiel?” Dimly, she realizes he’s fucking her through her climax, picking up speed again.

“Yes, love?”

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