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I swoon and swoon.
“I have also ordered the team of Darrvason engineers who were deployed to theJansonnato install video comms in a community room aboard your people’s worldship. In a matter of days, you’ll be able to speak with your mother, sister, and friends. I’m afraid docking theHaxxalto theJansonnato allow visitors isn’t an option—given what happened with Paddax and Sheila, it simply isn’t safe at this time. But perhaps in six moon cycles, you can enjoy a brief reunion with your family before we settle on whatever continent my people select on Planet 58-Z.”
Joy resounds within me, and the tears that slide down my face are borne of happiness. Hope blossoms in my chest. I’d thought my future as a Darrvason bride would be bleak and devoid of warmth and connection. But discovering that my mate had already taken steps to ensure my happiness before the heartbond started forming between us is the proof I desperately need. The proof that I mean something to him.
Logically, I know things aren’t perfect between us. He’s kept secrets from me and pushed me away, but haven’t I done the same to him? I never told him about Nathan. I’ve been keeping my own secrets.
I know I must make a full confession soon. Before it’s too late. Before anyone gets hurt or worse. I must tell Tornn about the text messages from Nathan and the possible plot against the Darrvason Empire.
It takes me several minutes to find my voice, I’m that choked with emotion, my throat so tight that it’s a struggle to breathe. As I shift on Tornn’s lap, my pussy quakes with soreness. In the aftermath of our argument and the appearance of his ancestral markings on my arms, he’d pounded me harder than ever before, claiming me with a fierceness that bordered on violence.
“Thank you, Tornn,” I finally say as he wipes at my fresh fallen tears. “This means more to me than you’ll ever know.”
He presses his lips to mine and I melt.
Chapter30
TORNN
As soon asI stride into the medical bay, Doctor Groaa, the physician who’d recently examined Ellie, ushers me into a private consultation room. I’m still shaking.
In the aftermath of the heartbond that had started forming between me and Ellie, I can’t seem to stop trembling.
I’m so ravenous to claim her and pump her full of my seed, that I can barely form a coherent thought. The need to be at her side is overwhelming, and it feels wrong to leave her and possibly miss the formation of another glowing symbol on her arms. When I’d departed my quarters, her left arm was completely covered and the first two markings had already appeared on her right arm.
“I know why you’re here,” Doctor Groaa says. “And I know you’re in physical pain. Until the heartbond finishes forming between you and your mate, being away from her side might very well cause you to descend into madness. Please listen to what I have to say, then immediately return to your human bride.”
My hands curl into fists and I glare at the male, trying to grasp the meaning of his words. I growl and nod, hoping he’ll understand that I want him to continue speaking. If he doesn’t hurry up, I might rip him to shreds in a fit of animalistic fury.
“It usually takes several moon cycles for heartbonds to begin forming between two mated Darrvasons. I’ll admit I’m perplexed by the fact that yours has started forming already, particularly when we always believed it wasn’t possible for our people to share such an intense, permanent bond with an alien female. I’m not aware of any other human females experiencing the same symptoms as Ellie, however, I suspect that it’s only a matter of time before I learn of another case.”
My veins burn and I feel hot all over. I force in a few deep breaths and give a slight nod so the physician understands that I’m listening. I make an urgent gesture with my hands, encouraging him to finish up. If I don’t return to Ellie soon, I’m going to burn the wholefluxxingship down.
“I know it’s been a while since any male among us has entered a mating bond with a female. Over two decades, in fact. So perhaps you do not recall the mating frenzy that occurs as the ancestral markings appear on the female’s arms. But for your own good, and for the safety of all those on the ship, I am pulling rank and ordering you to return to your quarters and remain there until your fever abates.”
“My fever?” I blurt out, then realize just how hot I am. I’m sweltering. And my vision keeps blurring.
“Yes. Your bonding fever and your temper will cool once the markings on Ellie’s arms finish appearing. It might take a day, or it might take a moon cycle. As I’ve said, the time frame is different for each couple. Go. Go now.”
I don’t remember the walk to my abode, but somehow, I’m running down the corridor and the door to my quarters zips open as I rush inside. The scent of my mate hovers in the air, a sweet but pungent aroma that makes me ravenous. I growl as I stalk from room to room, searching for Ellie. I need her. I need her in my arms. I need to bury my cocks inside her and feel her convulse around my lengths as she shatters.
I find her sitting in front of the large viewscreen that overlooks the Darrvason fleet. She turns as I approach, but before she can utter a word, I shove her to the floor on her hands and knees, flip up the skirt of her gown, tear her panties away, and situate myself between her pale thighs. With a hard thrust of my hips, I drive home and immediately start pounding her with my lower shaft.
Her moans and whimpers fill my head, the sweetestfluxxingmusic I’ve ever heard. Her delicious feminine scent becomes an aphrodisiac to my system, causing me to pound her hard as the sound of flesh slapping flesh resounds off the walls.
I’m not gentle. I’m a beast, a violent space pirate from days of old, and I vaguely wonder if she’ll forgive me for my roughness. But no matter how hard I try, I can’t be gentle.
To her credit, she moans and gyrates in tune with my rapid thrusts, and her pussy keeps getting wetter. She’s soaking for me. And as my vibrating scrotum impacts her clit, I feel just how swollen it’s become.
We’re facing the viewscreen and the fleet and the stars beyond as I pound her, slamming into her with relentless savagery as I claim and claim and claim. She’smineand may the Star Gods help anyone who dares to come between us.
Her insides contract around me, and her first climax ushers in one of my own. I dig my fingers into her hips, admiring the beautiful birthmarks on her back, as I release my seed into her tight depths.
Panting breathlessly, I withdraw my cock and watch with satisfaction as some of my blue seed trickles from her core and runs down her inner thighs. Splaying her bottom cheeks wide with one hand, I scoop up a generous amount of my essence from her thighs with the other, then delve a cum-covered digit into her puckering hole.
She shrieks and jerks as I release a dominant growl, a warning that she better remain still and accept my finger in her ass. I regret that I haven’t trained her to accept one of my shafts yet. How I long to surge into her snug little hole and spurt my essence deep inside as she whimpers and moans and the scent of her arousal grows stronger.
Perspiration runs down my temples as I push deeper in her bottom. “One day soon I will pound you with both my shafts. One in your soaking pussy and one in your puckering hole.” I growl and align my upper shaft at her center, then give a brutal surge forward as my balls tense and vibrate on her pulsing button.
