Page 15 of Arakiba (Alien Legacy Brotherhood #3)

Chapter Fourteen

A ri had to be dreaming. Reality was never this good, and Dreamwalking couldn’t come close to the vivid fantasy his mind created from wishful thinking. He clung to the lavish sensation of Morgan’s soft lips suckling his neck. Chill bumps broke out, causing his flat nipples to harden. No, this had to be real. Never in his wildest imagination could he dream up the languid feelings consuming him. This sensation of sheer wantonness drove him to search for more. He couldn’t let it all disappear into the empty spaces of his mind.

Now her tongue traced a spellbinding path over his ear.

He moaned and tightened his hold around the soft, silky skin of her upper arms.

“Soft, silky skin?” he murmured, keeping his eyes shut. He didn’t dare open them in case the woman of his dreams wasn’t really there. “Yes, my…”

“Hush,” came her command. “Just lay back and let me explore you.” Morgan’s sweet voice hummed. “Ahh, look at you. Being so thoughtful to sleep with no clothes on.” She nuzzled his neck with a soft breath that bathed his skin.

A whiff of her natural feminine musk, along with a faint hint of an earthy balsamic note of soft sandalwood, covered him. Taking in a deep breath, he gloried in her tempting allure.

“ Irnini. “ was the only coherent thought he had when one of her velvety palms caressed his upper chest and stopped to tease one of his hard nipples.

She pinched and tweaked it before her scorching mouth surrounded it. Nipping the puckered skin with her blunt teeth, she then scoured it with the flat of her tongue. Not to be outdone, her wandering hand crossed his quivering stomach before reaching the curls surrounding his cock.

Ari groaned as lightning excitement blazed through him when she scratched through the curls above his dick, which strained for attention.

Morgan’s mouth moved from one nipple to the other while her tormenting touch lowered. Now she cupped his tight balls, a gentle rolling action between her fingers.

He had to see. His eyes flew open. Catching himself on his elbows, he watched his beautiful woman travel down his chest. Her deft fingers still caressed his taut sac while the tip of his neglected cock seeped pre-cum.

Her succulent mouth lifted from his stomach as her head bobbed over his crotch.

For a split second, Ari was terrified she wouldn’t fulfill this particular fantasy he had about her. Fortunately, that notion vanished when her sweet tongue swept glorious friction to the underside of his member before she sucked his entire shaft into the furnace of her mouth.

A small, rational part of his brain poked at him, chastising him for this being so one-sided. He should be the one who gave pleasure to her before he achieved his. But the unwavering action of her mouth, tongue, and teeth sucking and massaging his eager cock muddled his ability to think beyond what she was doing to his mailable flesh. He had to touch her in some way that wouldn’t interrupt the magic she created. So, the only thing he dared to do was stroke his lover’s corkscrew blond hair, reveling as the springy curls coiled around and between his fingers. He gasped, his hips bucking in time with her mouth as she suckled him in a firm, wet, up-and-down motion. His grip on her tightened.

Morgan didn’t miss a beat.

She ramped up her fellatio efforts that drove Ari completely lost in lust. His elbows turned to rubber, and he fell back, his head lolling back and forth on the soft bed. His world had turned into one of hedonistic, all-consuming pleasure that her talented mouth created for him. A surge of brutal rapture roared to life. He arched his neck as an uncontrolled stream of his sperm erupted and spewed down her throat.

He roared his completion.

Morgan moaned and swallowed.

She continued her gentle suction until Ari lay motionless on the bed. With a satisfied mewl, she finally released his half-erect cock.

When Ari could open his eyes, he groaned as she licked her lips.

As she crawled up his torso, her golden-green eyes flared with intent. And with blatant determination, she didn’t stop until she’d melded them flush together. Naked front to naked front.

“ Kashshapta … witch of my dreams.“ Ari’s eyes went half-lidded as the color of Morgan’s stunning eyes became eclipsed by her dilated pupils. His whole being settled at the purpose in her gaze. He lingered, and in that moment, something shifted deep inside him—like pieces of himself, long scattered and forgotten, finally aligned. Even with his memories returned, he’d suspected something was still missing from his life.

But when he looked at Morgan, he saw more than a brilliant mind or the fierce tenacity she carried in every fiber of her being. She was someone who saw him, the real him, even when he didn’t. His pulse quickened, not out of fear or the chaos that usually accompanied his psychic visions, but from something heavier, warmer. A connection that went beyond the physical, beyond the pull of attraction.

As she met his gaze, a curious spark lit her eyes and a sense of clarity hit him. It wasn’t just that he wanted her, but that with her , he was finally complete. And in a way he hadn’t realized was empty. For the first time, he didn’t have to hide behind the facade he’d fabricated—the jester, the carefree soul who created laughter and jokes to conceal who he was inside. It was humiliating to admit, but he needed Morgan to become the person he was always meant to be.

Yeah, time to show her how much she meant to him. With a wicked grin, he grabbed her slender hips and raised her until her sultry core was in line with his watering mouth. His eyes burned at the tempting female flesh above him.

“Now it’s my turn.”

Morgan gasped when Ari grabbed her by the waist and put her throbbing, slick channel over his mouth. She braced her hands on his shoulders and hissed when he lightly kissed her hardened clit as it peeked through her slick folds. Then his hungry tongue delved deep inside her. Blistering streaks of steamy joy rumbled from within her inner core, a prelude to what was coming.

“Oh my God!” She threw her head back. “Ari…”

As he ramped up his efforts, she craved every touch as her passion turned into an addiction that only got stronger the more he licked and suckled. As Ari tasted her, his tongue pressed into her narrow slit, making her cry out as a tidal wave of ecstasy ripped through her. He acted like a starving man devouring a succulent meal. The efforts of his devastating mouth caused her to pull away, dreading that once she let loose, nothing would ever hold it back again.

“Ari… it’s too much.” She groaned. “I can’t…”

“Yes, irnini. You will.”

And just like that, her will evaporated. In its place, a shameless creature she never dreamed was part of her came alive. A sensual beast that clawed its way through to take over.

Ari’s tormenting tongue pushed in hard and deep, retreating, then pushing in again while his diabolical fingers found purchase on her straining nub. First a quick pinch, then a circular motion that made her head swim. And just before she reached her goal, the tune his fingers played on her clit stopped. She whimpered, but moaned when those fingers began their symphony again, while his other hand reached for one of her breasts and tweaked the hard nipple.

That’s all it took. She came on his tongue. Waves and waves of release roared through her, unraveling her, as she came apart in a boneless mass of glory.

She hardly noticed Ari’s chuckle as he rolled her underneath his solid body, his thighs settling and widening her splayed legs.

He pushed inside, hard and deep. He lowered his head and engulfed her lips with his, his tongue plundering inside her mouth.

The combination of her taste mingling with his masculine flavor created a sensual dance for her to savor. A contest was born between their joined mouths and sexes until Ari broke off the kiss. His slumberous, heavy-lidded gaze held hers spellbound.

Watching his clear-eyed intent made everything right. This… this is what she longed for. Someone who recognized the real person beneath all the masks and bluster put on for others.

Not taking his eyes off her, he sped up each of his forceful strokes. He paused and lifted her legs with his wide hands, pushing them back before relentlessly diving into her.

“Love you, Morgan.” His strangled confession came out in a low growl, but never wavered, never hesitated.

Tears filled her eyes. For this man to confess his feelings at this point of vulnerability meant more to her than she could say. Swallowing hard, she declared her feelings as well.

“And I, you, Ari.” The freedom of her confession drove her release to fly free. It wasn’t just the physical deliverance that tore through her, but an emotional one as well. Her soul recognized his, craving to merge with him, unable to deny they were one.

Ari’s face contorted as she tightened around him in her climax. He drove into her repeatedly, all the while groaning her name. Then, with one last solid stroke, he buried his full length into the gripping depths of her body, filling her with himself. As his hot seed erupted, his glistening emotional gaze never left hers.

When the last shudders of release rippled through her, he wrapped his arms around her and rolled them to their sides, snuggling her head under his chin.

“I will never leave you, irnini ,“ Ari claimed, whispering over her head. “I go where you go.” He kissed the top of her curls. “Even if it’s to Aethralis.”

A fear she didn’t realize she carried loosened inside her. Deep down, she worried what would happen between them once the looming disaster passed.

“You’d do that?” She spoke in a tight, low tone as she fingered the solid furrow in his muscular chest. “Live away from your family?” Now that he had his memories back, maybe he didn’t want to leave them.

“You’re my family,” Ari declared, then shrugged. “Besides, since my brothers are all powerful psychics, there’s no distance that can keep us apart.” His deep sigh rumbled in his chest. “Speaking of which, they’re bugging the hell out of me right now.” He chuckled. “It seems with me having amnesia, they didn’t know if I was dead or alive.”

Morgan smiled and pushed back to face him.

His face held no tension, but his mouth had a light smirk on his full lips.

“Maybe you should take some time and fill them in on what we’ve discovered.” She told him. Introducing them to a harmless As’ni might give their side some much needed intel.

Ari rolled onto his back, pulling her with him. Nudging her with his palm, he rested her head on his chest. “Nope, they can just wait.” He put a finger under her chin and lowered his mouth to hers. “I’ve got better things to do,” he whispered before claiming her lips with his.