Page 76 of Freedom Mine
“I can do the rest on my own. I don’t want to bother you,” she said, her breath choppy as she wiggled her backside, nudging his cock away.
“God, Alli, you’re killing me,” he said as he pushed her hair aside and kissed a path down her neck.
“Really, Kayo. If you’d rather be alone, you can just ignore me.”
“That’s like telling me not to breathe.” He placed a hand on her back, pressed her shoulders flat to the ground, sending her ass higher in the air. “How does that blanket feel against your cheek? Smooth and silky, like your pussy?” he said, pressing the tip of his cock against her wet entrance.
“Reminds me of you,” she said, pushing back on him and stopping as she sank a fraction of an inch onto his cock. With the way he’d pinned her shoulders to the ground, she had no other way to move but back, impaling herself on his cock.
“How so?” he asked, resisting the urge to thrust into her.
“Warm, intense, and very hard at times.”
She sank back another half-inch, her glorious sheath closing around the tip of his cock. She was so fucking warm and wet.
“No more playing, Alli. Tell me what you want.”
She looked back over her shoulder. With a gleam in her bright blue eyes and a need that defied logic, she said, “I want you, Kayo.”
He thrust into her in one smooth stroke, warmth and peace enveloping him. He’d found heaven, pure and simple. Slowly, he pulled out, immediately feeling the loss of her body wrapped around his cock. He could not release her, he could not let her go. She was his.
Kayo’s hands settled on her hips as he thrust into her again, farther, harder, faster than before. It wasn’t enough. He pulled out again, and thrust over and over, increasing his pace. Her every moan, soft and sweet, sultry and needy, breathed new life into him. He hadn’t felt this alive in a long, long time.
As the pressure built, he slowed, not wanting to find his release too soon, for then she’d pull away, and he’d lose her. She was his, at least for this brief moment. He didn’t want to lose that feeling of being whole again, to lose that oneness, to lose her.
With each thrust, she rocked back into him, matching his rhythm, a slow sensuous pace now. Seeing her face would make this moment perfect, except she’d intentionally made herself vulnerable to him because she’d wanted it, not out of fear or a need to survive. This beautiful, courageous woman had chosen him, and if that wasn’t a miracle, he didn’t know what was.
As she pushed onto him, sheathing his cock with her heat, her thrusts became more frenzied and her moans pitched higher. The only other sound, of his balls slapping against her flesh, sounded raw and primal, which is how he felt at that moment. Nothing and no one would ever take her from him.
Kayo lifted her hips up further and drove himself deeper until he seated himself as far as he could go. Her body arched as she screamed out his name. Her walls pulsed and squeezed his cock, pulling his release from him.
He exploded inside of her, feeling the release of the years of loneliness and pain.
“My Alli…” the words, deep and guttural, spilled from his mouth as his seed spurted into her. His hands remained firmly gripped on her hips, to keep her from moving, to keep her locked to him as long as possible. He didn’t want this moment to end. He felt her body shudder beneath him from the chill or maybe fatigue.
He kissed her back once as he pulled out. The loss of her heat and that intimate connection struck him like a knife to his gut. Sharp, cruel, and sudden. He could not let her go. Not yet.
Kayo pulled her against his chest as he collapsed on his side, making sure she landed against his arm and chest instead of the hard tent floor. He nuzzled the back of her neck until she turned to face him. Her eyebrows narrowed as she stared at him.
He had no words. Nothing could express how he felt at that moment, how he’d felt about her for weeks. Kayo smoothed her hair back from her face, not knowing what he could possibly say to her except that she was more important to him than the air he breathed.
“I never thought it could be like this,” she said, breaking the silence.
“Pleasurable?” he asked. The flush in her cheeks made her look so damn sexy, And innocent. God, what had he done…
“Freeing,” she answered.
He pulled her closer, tucking her head beneath his chin, and kissed the top of her head. How long they lay there, wrapped around one another, he couldn’t say, nor did he care. He wasn’t ready to let go—he probably never would be.
He started to drift off to sleep when she spoke. “I know something’s bothering you, Kayo, and I’m not good with advice like Jace or Ranth, but I’d like to help if I can.”
It was sweet of her to try to help him, but the burden was his, not hers. “What did you want to be when you were a kid?” he asked instead.
She didn’t answer at first, as if she hadn’t wanted to change topics, but then she lay back on his arm. “Oh, for the longest time I wanted to be a papoa trainer, but then one bit me as I was getting on, and then it didn’t seem like a great idea. When the slavers took me, I had been thinking about this cute guy in school. I always thought I’d be a mom one day, but then they took me and I prayed it wouldn’t happen.”
He’d checked to make sure she had a birth control implant when he’d purchased her. It was the one thing the Althirans did right for their female slaves. To bring a new life into this screwed up Empire was wrong, especially when the child would be torn from its mother or worse.
“I figured I’d have a family one day too, but that dream is long gone.”
