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She quivers and orgasms the instant my scrotum touches her clit, my eager, responsive little female. My heartbonded mate. With my seed-coated finger still submerged in her bottom, I fall into a frenzy of lust as I claim her over and over again, switching from shaft to shaft, repeatedly spurting inside her.
I’ve never known such fervent, blinding desire, and I vaguely wonder if my ravenous hunger will ever be sated. But maybe it doesn’t matter. I could exist in this moment forever, fucking her with vicious strokes as her insides contract around my shafts, her sweet moans and whimpers drifting from her delicate, slender throat.
Chapter31
ELLIE
Even though Tornn’sancestral markings appeared quickly on my left arm, it takes several days for the remaining symbols to transpire on my right arm. But when the final mark appears, both our fevers begin to cool, and it’s like I’m catching my breath for the first time in weeks. But according to my mate, only five days have passed.
As we lay on the bedroom floor holding onto one another—because at some point during our last frenzied joining we’d tumbled off the bed—I become aware of my intense hunger and parched throat. I have faint memories of eating and drinking quickly in between mating sessions at Tornn’s insistence, but I don’t think either of us has partaken in a proper meal since the ancestral markings unexpectedly began appearing on my arms.
Tornn presses a kiss to my forehead. I sigh and snuggle deeper into his arms, content to stay just like this even if I starve. But when my stomach won’t stop growling, he gathers me in his arms and stands up, carrying me into the kitchen. To my surprise, he replicates large portions of hearty vegetable soup, macaroni and cheese, and garlic bread. Human foods.
“Your people have been busy,” I say as I accept a bowl of soup. I lean against the counter, too fatigued to walk to the table. But I soon sink to the floor with my legs crossed and devour my soup before Tornn has a chance to pass me a utensil.
He chuckles and joins me on the floor. There’s an ease between us that feels natural, and there are times I can sense the heartbond we share. According to Tornn, in time we’ll both be able to send emotions and perhaps even thoughts to one another through the bond. I’m not sure how I feel about that, but I realize there’s no going back, no way of severing the new connection that’s formed between us.
“Tornn,” I say, setting the bowl of soup aside, “there’s something I must tell you. It’s rather important, and I’m afraid you won’t like it.” I gulp hard as he turns and gives me his full attention.
“What is it?” His eyes narrow with suspicion, and guilt pangs through my insides.
Now that we’refullymated—now that I’m wearing his ancestral markings and we share a heartbond—I can’t keep Nathan a secret anymore. Oh how I wish I’d trusted Tornn sooner. And I wish Nathan had never put me in this position in the first place. But my allegiance is to my mate, and for the sake of all those I care about on theJansonna, I must ensure the alliance isn’t broken. Even if it means Nathan and his accomplices must face justice, though I pray there will somehow be a peaceful resolution to this entire mess.
“Ellie?”
I sigh. “Before I was selected as a Darrvason bride, I was romantically involved with a man on theJansonna. His name is Nathan and we’d planned to get married a few moon cycles from now.”
The sudden rage that gleams in Tornn’s eyes steals my breath. I expect him to scream at me or growl or grab me roughly. But he doesn’t utter a sound or make the slightest move. He simply stares at me as though he wants to murder me.
“I never told you about him because I thought you would be angry, and because I feared you might harm him. Nathan and I never consummated our relationship—you are the one and only male with whom I’ve copulated—but we were great friends and I-I used to think we were in love.”
Tornn growls and grabs my arm, and I gasp when there’s a sharp tug on my mind, as though he’s trying to peer directly into my thoughts. I sense numerous emotions from my mate, but anger, surprise, and worry are the most predominant. I nearly gasp again when I realize the cause for his worry—he fears I still harbor tenderness for Nathan.
“It’s you I want, Tornn, not Nathan,” I’m quick to reassure him. I open my eyes and peer into his dark purple depths. Warmth and relief suddenly flow through our bond, but the undercurrent of Tornn’s volatile mood remains, and I know without a doubt that he wants to harm my former fiancé. “Look, I-I’m telling you about Nathan right now because I think he’s involved in a plot against the Darrvason-human alliance. You know that reading tablet I have? Well, Nathan has been sending me messages on it and—”
Tornn releases a savage roar and tightens his grip on my arm. He leans closer and my stomach flips at the darkness that’s gathering in his eyes.We’re mated, I remind myself.We share a heartbond. He won’t hurt me. He won’t.
I focus on the tether that links our souls, trying to send warmth through it. A wave of submission crashes over me and I also send that emotion through the bond. In response, his grip on my arm loosens, and I sense his control slipping back into place.
Tornn lifts me in his arms and carries me back to the bedroom. He places me on the bed and joins me, urging my thighs apart and situating his lower shaft at my entrance, though he doesn’t plunge into my depths. “How did Nathan penetrate our shields to get messages through to you?” He presses lightly against my center, and my hips jerk in response.
“I’m not entirely sure how he did it. But he said he was using an encrypted but fluctuating comm number, so even if your people detected transmissions coming from theJansonna, you wouldn’t be able to pinpoint exactly where the messages were coming from on the ship.”
Tornn leans down and nips at my ear, his sharp teeth digging into my flesh. His tongue darts out and he laves at my neck. Shivers rush through me, and I’m very aware that he’s not happy with me right now. I’m aware that he might decide to punish me. He presses his shaft harder to my entrance but still doesn’t shove inside.
Finally, he draws back and peers down at me, and I sense a surge of power zipping down the bond. I whimper and have a difficult time holding his gaze.
“Tell me everything, sweet human.” His face hardens. “I want a full confession.”
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TORNN
As it turns out,Ellie doesn’t know any details about the plot against my people. It sounds like little more than a rumor, but it infuriates me that she’s known about it for a while but hasn’t breathed a word until now. The fact that she’s been furtively communicating with another male also infuriates me. How dare she.
Secrets. My little female has been keeping secrets.
I listen as she tearfully describes the text conversations with the human male she’d once intended to marry. Shocks of cold flow down the heartbond, and it takes me a few moments to understand it’s her fear that I’m sensing. Her fear of me. She fears my reaction to the news she’s sharing.
