Page 60 of Chieftain
“I know.” Emmy turned her head toward the larger window, frowning at the shards of yellow light beaming through the gaps in the closed shutters. “How much longer do you think it is until nightfall?”
I followed her gaze. “A few hours at least.”
"So," Emmy ran a teasing finger across my chest, the lilt of her voice making my cock twitch. "We're trapped here for another few hours with nothing to do."
“Do you have a suggestion on how to pass the time?” I couldn’t tell whether my own heart was racing to keep up with hers or from my own excitement.
“Well,” Emmy linked her arms around my neck, her pine green eyes sultry and intense. “There is that big old bed over there.”
I gave a sigh, feigning boredom, and shrugged. “Since there’s nothing else to do.”
I clamored to my feet, bringing Emmy with me. She squealed softly as her legs wrapped tightly around my waist.
“You know the guards will be able to hear us.” Emmy squirmed against me as I carried her toward the bed.
"Let them. I want the universe to know you are my mate." I grunted, dropping us both on the mattress. We rolled together, coming to rest with Emmy on her back, staring up at me. The air crackled with the electricity of her desire, evident in the flush of her skin, the slight panting quality to her breath, and the way she smiled up at me. I could feel the heat radiating from her body. My body responded immediately with a wave of intense longing.
“Mate.” Her breath escaped with a happy sigh. “I like being called your mate.”
“Good” My lips dropped to tease along her neckline.
Emmy caught my face in her hands, her bright green eyes stroking along my features as her full lips turned up in the faintest of smiles.
"I love you, Khaion."
I learned the concept oflovefrom my studies of human culture. It was a small word with many thousands of definitions, from affection between a parent and child to the pleasure of savoring a good meal. Of all the things I'd researched on humans, love was the most difficult to understand.
But here, at this moment, hearing the word murmured from her lips as her soft body pressed against mine, I knew exactly whatlovemeant. I could feel a warmth radiating from my heart as if the happiness was growing too big for my body to contain.
“Vaktaire, do not use this term,love.” My voice was husky with emotion. I leaned closer, unable to stop myself from brushing a kiss against her lips before continuing. “But my sweet tiny human, every single beat of my heart, every drop of my blood, everything that makes me who I am… is yours.”
Emmy’s lips opened for a fraction of a second before curving upward, her green eyes shimmering. “Close enough.”
A tingling sensation traveled from my scalp to my toes as our hearts beat in unison, creating a single rhythm. I felt a deep, unspoken connection that seemed to link us together completely, and we clung to each other in wordless wonder, just holding each other enough in this precious moment.
An eternity later, Emmy wriggled, thrusting her pelvis against me in a silent request. My hands explored the softness of her curves, from her full breasts to the roundness of her hips, tugging her clothing away from the creamy, smooth skin. I kicked my pants and boots off in desperate gestures, not wanting to be parted from her body for the few seconds it would take me to undress.
The sight of Emmy's flushed, beautiful face is captivating. Her lips are parted, and her eyes dark with desire. Our hearts pound together in a desperate rhythm so loud I can hear it above my breath. All that exists is this moment... in the universe is this woman beneath me. She reached for me. The soft pad of her middle finger traced over the length of my cock, pushing away the wetness on my tip and distributing it over the entire length of my shaft.
The feel of her fingers, warm and soft and delicate, sends waves of pleasure through my body as she explores the shaftof my cock... it's more erotic than I imagined possible. A blush spread across her cheeks as she wrapped one slender hand around my throbbing cock, guiding it to her entrance.
"I’ve never in my whole life wanted anyone like I want you, Khaion.” Emmy’s voice is breathless with need.
"My mate." My voice sounds foreign, like some part of me, rabid with desire, has taken over my soul. My cock is as hard as a rock. When it nudges her slick opening, Emmy arches her back, pushing her breasts against me, her hardened nipples a delightful scratch against my skin.
My hands easily pulled her lithe body closer, and I gripped one of her legs, sliding it onto my hip. Focused on her pleasure, I thrust into her, gritting my teeth to keep the movement slow and deliberate, feeling every inch of her heat ripple around me.
A heady combination of our arousal filled the air, and Emmy's breath quickened, a deep low moan escaping her kiss-swelled lips. The tiny muscles in her back flexed as she arched against me, her fingers gripping my shoulders tightly as if hanging on for dear life. I watched her inch toward the edge of pleasure, her body writhing and trembling as I pushed further and further inside.
“My mate,” I rasped, capturing her lips, swallowing her throaty cries as she shattered in my arms.
"Oh God, Khaion," Emmy's eyes shut tight, her lips parted in a soft moan as I increased the speed of my thrusts. With each movement, my hips slammed against hers, the urgency to give her even more pleasure. Her body responded, tightening and throbbing around me with each push as she came again, convulsing around my cock.
"Emmy!" It's like I'm standing on the edge of a ravine, trying hard not to fall, but then I'm pushed. My body clenches once before embracing the sensation of floating on clouds as I spend every bit of my climax inside her soft warmth. Issuing a deep, satisfied moan, I buried my face in her neck, breathing deeply, my cock still throbbing, enjoying its home inside her.
“I can get used to this,” Emmy teased, her fingertips trailing feathery caresses down my spine.
“Good,” I grunted, rolling to my side, which had the unwanted side effect of withdrawing my still slightly hardened cock from inside her, at which Emmy let out a small whimper of loss.
