Page 76 of Needed in the Night
We stood in a spectacular sitting area with floor-to-ceiling windows offering a breathtaking view of space. Through an open doorway, I saw a bedroom no smaller than this room and beyond that a bathroom. The bed was enormous—larger even than the one in Atlath’s embassy.
Exploring our palatial cabin could wait. After all, we had several days here before we reached Aloris.
“Take me to the window,” I said.
Obediently, he carried me across the sitting area to the windows and their breathtaking view of Fortusia.
“Computer, dim lights,” Mikas said. The suite plunged into near-darkness. He pressed his lips to my temple. “It is a beautiful planet, but it pales in comparison to you.”
I reached up to run my fingers through his hair. He rumbled at my touch. “What did I say about that kind of flattery?”
“I do not recall.” He turned his head to kiss my palm. “I was too captivated by my beautiful mate to make note of it.”
I pulled his head down to mine and kissed him. “You remember offhand comments I made months ago, but you don’t remember me telling you earlier today not to flatter me so much?”
“Selective memory is a regrettable condition,” he said with feigned sorrow. “I hope you do not find it too difficult to live with.”
“Luckily,mymemory is sharp.” I raised my eyebrows. “Remember how I said you might get your wish to make love overlooking Fortusia under certain conditions?”
He pretended to think. “I do recall that, yes. What are these mysterious conditions I must meet in order to give my mate many orgasms at this window?”
My toes curled again at his promise. “Put me down and I’ll tell you.”
With obvious reluctance, he set me on my feet. I found the seam of his shirt and pulled it apart slowly. I slid the palms of my hands over his hot, scaly skin, reveling in how he rumbled and trembled at my touch.
I dragged my nails down his chest and pressed myself against the hard lengths of his cocks, already straining the fabric of his pants. His gaze had gone dark with desire. Slowly, I licked his right nipple before catching the piercing in my teeth. His gasp was ragged.
I let go of the piercing and flicked his nipple with the tip of my tongue. “Show me what you do when you fantasize about me,” I said, my voice husky. “I want to see.”
Mikas cupped my face and ran his thumb over my lower lip. “What do you want to see, my mate?”
“I want to see how you pleasure yourself.” I tugged at the fastening of his waistband until it released, leaving his pants barely clinging to his hips. “I want to see what your face looks like when you think about me with your hand on your cocks.”
He growled, his pupils dilating to turn his eyes fully black.
On my tiptoes, I wrapped my arms around his neck and lifted myself a few inches until he picked me up so we were face to face.
“And I want to see your primal self again,” I murmured against his lips. “The Mikas I saw at the perfume shop when you touched me for the first time. But this time, I don’t want you tohold back. I told you I want all of you just as you are, and I meant it.”
“You do not know what you are asking,” he grated. “I must be as human as possible when I am with you. There is a beast inside me.”
“I know, and I want it insideme.” I slipped my hand into his pants and discovered he wore nothing under them. He growled again, this time from deeper in his chest, but still he held back.
I caressed the area of his lower abdomen where his rougher scaly skin turned soft just above his groin, nudging his pants down his hips as I did so. His beautiful cocks sprang free, already hard as stone, beaded with lubrication, and dripping. His entire body vibrated and his chest heaved as I stroked them gently one at a time, from base to tip.
I’d pushed him to the edge until he was clinging to the shreds of his control. He wanted me with every fiber of his being, and yet he didn’t give in. There could only be one reason for that: he worried he would frighten or hurt me.
“I’m not afraid of you,” I said. “The only thing I fear is you feel you can’t be yourself with me. If you can’t be yourself with your mate, whencanyou be yourself?”
His arms tightened around me. “I do not deserve you,” he rasped.
“Don’t you ever think that.” I took his face in my hands. “Don’t you dare, Mikas Auren. You were meant for me and I was meant for you. Now let me seeallof you, the way you’ve seen all of me.”
With a snarl that made me shiver with desire, he kissed me hard. “My mate,” he said, his voice guttural. “Choose a word you can say to let me know you are afraid, to tell me I must stop whatever I am doing because I may go too far. I have to know you are safe with me.”
“All right.” I kissed his jaw. “The word will betrava.”
He rumbled. “Fortusian forstop. Yes, that is perfect.”
