Page 66 of Auctioned to the Convicts
“You are my strength, pa’vi.”
Ky’Li chuckled and placed his forehead against hers. “Thank you.”
She wasn’t sure why he was thanking her. She’d only spoken the truth. “Tell me the rest, Ky.”
“I would not follow orders,” he confessed as he pulled away and sat on the edge of the bed, his back to her.
She wrapped her arms around him and rested her cheek against his warm back. “Orders are often wrong.”
“That was not for me to decide.”
“What did you do?”
“It’s done, sha’vi.”
“As your sha’vi, do I have a right to know who you are, what has made you the man that you are?”
He placed a hand over her arm, holding her tight to him. “I refused an order to destroy a village of old men and children.” He swallowed. “In refusing that order, to save the forty souls whose only crime was to be caught between two enemies on a backward planet, I left my squad vulnerable. Three of my squad died. When it was over, the others in my squad had a chance to speak on my behalf. None of them had agreed with the orders, but unlike me, they had obeyed. I had failed them, not just those who died, but those who survived.”
“That’s why you were sent here? For disobeying orders?”
“No, for risking the outcome of the campaign. Results matter, not how the outcome is achieved.”
That’s what she’d been thinking when she’d tried to save Amelia. But Amelia was gone and Ky’Li was here, and he’d followed his heart. She could never fault him for that.
She slid off the bed to stand before him. He had no reason to be ashamed, and yet he wouldn’t meet her eyes.
He pulled her tight to his chest. “I’m not sure if I can be a part of this unit.”
“You are a part of it, Ky, whether you want it or not. What you make of it is up to you. You are no coward. If you were, you never would have spoken up for me.”
“I’m glad you have faith in me, sha’vi. Perhaps enough for both of us?”
She slipped her hand into his, shuddering at the feel of his raw power as he threaded his fingers through hers and held her tight to his chest. His cock, hard as steel, pressed into her belly.
Her hand slid between them, caressing the velvety length of him.
In a sudden whirl of muscle, he laid her back onto the bed and caged her beneath his arms.
“Spread yourself for me.”
“Excuse me?”
“I will taste you.”
It wasn’t a request or a suggestion, but a demand. Ky needed to assert control over some facet of his life.
She reached down and held herself open to him. Ky thrust his entire face into her pussy, pushing her hands away as he did so. His tongue thrust into her entrance as his nose pressed against her clit.
All thoughts raced from her head as the sensations overwhelmed her, bringing her to the edge too quickly. Then he withdrew. Over her heaving chest, she caught him smirking as he lowered his head again. The flat of his tongue dragged through her folds, torturously slowly, only to circle her clit. That fast, she was teetering on the edge.
“Oh, God, Ky!”
He pulled her hips toward him and threw her legs over his shoulder as he very deftly licked every square inch of her pussy before sucking on her clit. Her hips bucked and then her entire body locked as the orgasm ripped through her. She screamed his name, forgetting they were not alone in the house.
In that moment, it was only Ky’Li and her.One man, one woman. He had the right of it.
“I will claim you now, sha’vi,” he said when his face appeared over her, glistening from her juices, with a wicked smile on his face.
