Page 49 of Jewel of the Alien Bandit
“Say it, My Sun, My Moon,” he growled into my hair.
“You’re mine,” my voice soft but filled with lust at the admission.
“Louder,” he said while nipping at my ear, making me gasp.
“Mine!” I claimed while he lifted me by my bottom to wrap my legs around his waist. His external cock was hard against my warm core already seeking the mating fluids my body prepared as his hands squeezed my ass. A few of his fingers moved underneath to rub at my entrance, making me squirm and my back loh protectively closed around us shielding us from prying eyes.
Vareo muffled my moan with his hungry lips, and his finger slid up and down my pussy teasingly avoiding my clit as his other hand gripped my ass pulling me harder against his shaft secured behind too many layers of material. I tugged at his vest clasps, needing to feel his skin without interference. My fingers stopped again remembering that we were not alone. Noticing my hesitation he pulled away slightly and the cold air between us made me whimper in protest.
“As much as I am yours, you are mine, and I will show them all how brightly you shine only for me. Do you understand, My Sun, My Moon, My Mate?” With each title he nipped at my lip teasing a moan before licking one of my fangs, sending a shiver down my spine.
My mate… that was the one that truly had my loh humming in response as I pressed myself against his cock straining between us, digging my heels into his firm ass as I clamped around him.
Slowly, one of my back loh lowered to find Lord Zorn rubbing his trousers with hooded eyes. Even Pri-Re gripped the side of the entryway panting with her mouth slightly parted and her eyes staring at us with need. I blinked in my confusion at what was happening. I was no stranger to watching the mating ceremony on Estreldez every cycle, but I had never participated, nor had I felt any urges while watching pairs choose a mate beneath the moon’s rays.
“Ah, trill,” Pri-Re grumbled with a moan as she finally gave in to unstrap her briefs, plunging her hand between her legs to relieve the pressure brewing there. The haziness of my loh’s radiation pulsed through the room, and I watched as the runes peeking out from Vareo’s clothes matched in rhythm.
It was as if we were under the mating moons themselves, within their thrall.
Vareo guided my eyes back to him, nudging me with his nose, his voice gravely, “Only for me, My Mate.” I had no desire for the guards, or Lord Zorn around us, but there was something primal about claiming Vareo in front of their eyes, letting them know he was mine. Was this what my people felt when they mated every cycle? I shook my head of the thought because I couldn’t imagine feeling this way for any other mate.
This was different, I assured myself.
My loh flexed outward from my back, no longer hiding us from view. Vareo held me with one arm, a finger pushing up into my core past the feathered out skirts as I clenched him, wrapping my arms around his shoulders. I never appreciated my planet’s clothing as much as I did in that moment, nothing preventing his touch except his own ludicrous space suit. His mouth sought out mine as he gently moved his finger against my walls, eliciting another throaty groan.
I grabbed for his trousers to release more of his body to me, but he shifted my weight to stop me from my pursuit. “Vareo…” I practically begged him to give me what I needed. He had said he was mine, that I was his, and…
He eased me down, his finger slowly releasing from my core, and I tried to cling to him with my legs so he simply bent to his knees and lowered me to my back with my loh spanned around us. A lusty grin on his face he demanded, “Burn for me, My Mate.” Trailing kisses down my throat he slipped from my leg’s hold to lick the loh under my breast, sending tingles through my muscles, heating down to my center.
Every touch searing, every lick purposeful, until his tongue flicked around my nipple, enveloping it within his hot lips. Sucking and then lightly tugging for just a hint of pain within the pleasure to blind me from the desperate future that awaited us for this decision we made to be together.
Nothing but pleasure radiated from us, and I did indeed burn for him. For the release that he offered that I’d never felt before him. Uncaring of who witnessed what he did to me, and what I did to him. Our audience was forgotten as his mouth reached my entrance, teasing his tongue between my folds protecting the bundle of nerves eager for his ministrations. Flinging my head back I moaned, and thrust my hips up for him to feast upon my juices.
Wrapping his arms beneath my legs, he pulled me in so my knees draped over his shoulders and buried himself between my thighs, freeing his hands to slip near my vibrating clit. A finger tapped softly around the sensitive tissue around my swollen gland, then pressed down and rotated up and around the nub expertly drawing out the sensations and building up the pressure I couldn’t describe other than sublime. I gripped the cushions beneath me, remembering that Lord Zorn’s office was littered with cozy spots to sit on the ground, and a sudden awareness struck me that we were not alone.
My eyes panicked, searching the room and more guards had gathered around us, watching in various stages of unrequited need filling their hooded eyes. Vareo clamped down on my clit, sucking it into his mouth and flicking it with his tongue to regain my attention.
“Oh, moons!” I squealed with his renewed vigor.
He released me only to lick his lips, and those dark eyes melted me with the words, “Have you forgotten my name? Let me remind you the only name you should be screaming is mine.” Vareo delved back down, and plunged a finger into my core, then another, and then a third with the next stroke stretching me to take the one thing he has yet to give me and I needed more than anything.
My core tightened around his fingers as my body spasmed a pleasure-filled release leaking fluids down my cheeks liftedin the air, my back loh fluttered behind me, and I screamed. A whimper escaped as he removed his fingers and a cold air touched me as he lowered my limp legs to the ground. Rubbing my thighs together to ease the absence of him, he stood back to watch me.
“Do not close yourself to me,” his voice lowered, a sinister quality that sent shivers down my spine. My eyes fluttered as I saw behind him the room was filled with voyeurs crowding the space, their excitement at what they were witnessing building as they watched. Some touched themselves, others fisted their hands delaying their pleasure. “Luan,” his voice husky, “I will not repeat myself.”
Something about this demanding side of him made my insides tingle with warmth, because I knew he would not force himself on me. This was my choice. It was always my choice.
I opened myself to him, one knee out, then lifted my foot to the side spreading my other, leaving my throbbing sex on display for him. Vareo groaned in response, but kept himself held back, tantalizingly removing the visages of his pants down his legs until his cock sprung forth eager to be free of the restrictions that bound it not moments before. Ridges pulsed on the sides of his shaft, and I bit my lip, drawing a drop of blood in my anticipation that I licked up, watching him stalk forward at a pace that was twisting my insides in knots.
Drinking in every inch of his muscular body, my core leaked in preparation for our mating. My hand reached down to rub the ache building within, needing to be touched. His dark eyes roamed over my exposed folds leading to my matehood, and his nostrils flared as what was left of his patience withered along with my own. As my fingers stroked faster, he quickly kneeled between my opened thighs. Leaning forward, his cock was as solid as rock, and pressed against my entrance giving my fingers pause to slather the pulsing beast with my slickness. I guided thelarge head of his cock up and down the length of my wet folds heating me up from the inside.
My hips ground up seeking to fill the void there, and my clit hummed with appreciation, making him grow feral with need, yet he stilled himself. Those dark eyes watched me.
“Mine,” he gritted, waiting for me to deny his claim.
I simply nodded and lifted my forehead to touch his. His mating runes glowed, creating a blue haze around us and it was like being surrounded by the moon’s radiation, so warm, and all mine.
“Forever,” he added huskily.
