Page 37 of Prison Moon
Chapter Fourteen
She was glorious. As Toren stood there watching the light shine off Sarra’s pale pink skin, he knew he’d been blessed with the finest gift the universe had to offer. She took a step toward him and he watched the way her body moved, the gentle sway of her hips. She looked like one of the sirens that lived deep beneath the great ocean’s waves. They’d been said to possess a man with nothing more than one spoken word. Sarra was doing it with one step in his direction.
He’d never wanted anything as much as he wanted her. Sarra being in those ruins to awaken him couldn’t have been dumb luck. Many things had come inside while he slept but Sarra was the only one to awaken him and made him want to crawl from the safety it provided and leave. She was meant to be his. With the expanse of an entire planet to roam, she’d stumbled into the one place he rested?
She drew close to him, then smiled and turned, heading in the other direction, his gaze fixed on her round, plump bottom. He followed. When she was waist deep he reached for her, slipping his arms around her waist.
Her laughter sent chills up his spine, his cock hardening in an instant. She turned to face him, holding her arms out to put distance between them.
“Naeso fass bigga.”
He ignored her strange words as she grinned and backed away to go deeper into the water, dropping to submerge herself completely. When she stood again, she wiped water from her face and smoothed her hair away as water droplets glistened over the soft curve of her pink nipples. Toren stepped closer and with that playful smile still on her face, she splashed water at him, saying something else he didn’t understand before swimming further away. He stalked her in the water. Although she was splashing more water his way, her face was filled with glee, her eyes shining.
She ducked back under the water and reemerged a few feet away, her arms cutting back and forth in the water as she swam away from him. Did she want him to chase her? He smiled. If that’s the way she wished for this to go, then he’d chase her until she was too tired to run.
He dove into the water, the murky darkness not enough to keep him from seeing her legs kick back and forth. He swam to where she floated and circled around behind her and emerged, his arms snaking around her waist. She squealed in delight and tried to squirm away but he held tight, sliding his palms up to her breast, cupping the underside, his thumb and forefingers grasping her nipples and giving them a light squeeze. “My Sarra,” he whispered near her ear, lowering one hand to cup her between the legs. Her arm raised to wrap around his neck, her back arching, her round bottom brushing against his cock.
Pulling her tight to him, he pushed his hips tight against her, fitting the length of himself against the cleft of her ass. She moaned his name, her hips moving as he slid his finger through the short thatch of curls between her legs, one lone digit slipping between her folds. She hissed out a breath and reached between them to take his cock in hand, rubbing him from root to tip. When she arched her back again, thrusting her bottom toward him and angled his cock toward her, he pushed between her legs and sank deep into her heat. With a harsh gasp, her inner walls clamped down on him. One arm around her waist, the other around her torso, he slammed up into her as her groans filled the cavern.
From this angle, he could feel her against him from chest to thigh, her wet-slicked skin sliding along his body and pressing against every sensitive inch of his flesh. Her inner walls were squeezing him, milking his cock with every thrust and the sound of her voice as she panted his name made that ache he felt for her clench tighter.
He pulled out and turned her, grabbed her around the waist and lifted her up, positioning her over his cock and groaned as she slid down his length. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her shapely legs around his waist and for every thrust he made up into her body, she rose and fell on him, clenching around him until he felt consumed by fire.
Pulling him close, Sarra thrust her tongue into his mouth, slicked it along his teeth and rode him. The blue glow from the lightwings bathed her body in shimmering shades of blue and for a moment, she looked as if she was the same color as his scales.
“Toren, I—“
She gasped, her cunt squeezing him to the point of pain and he knew she was close. He lifted her, thrusting up into her fast and hard and the moment she came, her voice echoing off the cavern walls so loud the lightwings took flight, he followed, his entire body clenching down, coming alive as her grip on him tightened.
He held her close, his blood racing through his veins and buried his face against the side of her neck. Her fingers were in his hair, her cunt still fisting around his cock and his heart felt ready to burst. “My Sarra.” He kissed her neck, the soft skin under her ear, then pulled back enough to capture her lips, greedily drinking from her soft mouth until he felt wrung out. “You are my heart, Sarra. My everything.”
She made a choked sound, then babbled something against his lips that made no sense to him but the meaning behind her words was clear. She felt the same as he did. It was in her eyes and the way she was looking up at him, the way she rubbed her hand along his shoulders, still talking, her fingers exploring his jaw, his face. She stopped at his lips and traced them with one finger then said something and smiled.
“What is it you say, my treasure?”
A wide smile spread across her face. His words pleased her. Her eyes lit up at the small endearment. She rattled off more words he didn’t understand then dug her fingers back into his hair and licked his lips before dipping inside, kissing him as if he was her entire world.
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“You are making me fall hard for you, dragon man.” Sara smiled against his mouth, glad for once he had no clue what she’d been saying.
Hearing him say she was his heart—his everything—had nearly done her in. It wasn’t, I love you, but the way he’d said it made her think that’s exactly what he’d meant. And lord help her, the words were on the tip of her tongue, too. She knew it was the mind-blowing sex. Soul-shattering orgasms always made you want to say it and maybe that’s all his words had been but she didn’t think so. Toren gave her too many moon-eyed, lust filled gazes for him not to have meant what he’d said and she didn’t think he was the type who said things he didn’t really mean.
Which meant—her alien, dragon-shifting mate loved her. The thought made her a bit giddy. And made her want him all over again.
She lowered her legs from his waist, giggling when he didn’t let her fall an inch. “Come on, big guy. I’ve got plans for you” She pushed away, squirming a bit to get him to let go, then grabbed his hand and led him out of the water.
She reached for her shirt, giving it a shake. There was a rip in the side, not that it really mattered. It was so big it flashed half her boob anyway but she had so few things, she turned back to the water and dunked the shirt, scrubbing the material to try and dislodge some of the dirt stuck to it. When she was finished and turned back around, those violet eyes were still locked on her.
Twisting the dress in her hands, she wrung what water she could out of it. As warm as it was here it probably wouldn’t take long to dry.
This cavern was bigger than the one she’d been in all day but the ground looked rough with rocks and those stalagmites. Had there been anywhere to make a decent bed she would have preferred to stay here a while.
Toren was still watching her when she looked back up. Water droplets rolled over his flesh and her hungry gaze took him all in. He was still the hottest thing she’d seen in—well, a long damn time. He was built like a bodybuilder, had the face of a model and—she looked to his groin—had the dick of a porn star. He was beautiful—and he was all hers.
She shook the shirt-dress out so it wouldn’t wrinkle, not that it mattered, and realized that being abducted by aliens and left on this shitty moon hadn’t turned out all bad. She was warm and fed and loved until her limbs felt like rubber and all it took was one look at Toren to know he wanted her. As bad as things could be, she had it pretty good.
Crossing to where Toren waited, she met his gaze, that intense look in his eyes warming her clean to her toes. The scent of his skin filled the air and she held out her hand. “Let’s go back out to the fire.”