Page 18 of Seized by the Alien Space Warrior (Alien Romance #8)

Chapter Eighteen

“A ekon. Aekon!” Ava whispered in Aekon’s ear. It was clear he was caught in the throes of a nightmare and she didn’t want to jar him awake.

Aekon snarled, revealing gleaming canines that were more elongated than any human man would ever have. The sound was a deep, low growl with a desperate edge. His face scrunched as though in pain, his nodes flushing a dull red.

“Leave her!” Aekon growled.

His arm shot out and caught her side. The impact jolted her shoulder, ending in a dull throb of pain. She gasped, more in surprise than anything. The next thing she knew she was pressed to the mattress with Aekon looming over her. The weight of his body pressed over hers from the side of her hip and down her legs. He rose on one elbow over her, his other hand threaded through her hair. He blinked a few times, clarity coming back into his gaze as he frowned down at her.

“Ava?” He traced the edge of her face with his fingertips, his golden eyes bright with concern. His hand trailed down her neck, over her shoulder, and ghosted the side of her breast. She shivered as an electric thrill raced through her.

Aekon went still, his gaze flying up to hers. “Did I hurt you, Ava?”

It was the very opposite of hurt. Primal need coursed through her body. His warm breath coasted over her skin, his lips so close to her own. All she needed to do was lift her head and she could have the kiss her body was desperate for.

“No. You, uh, had a nightmare.”

“A nightmare?”

She placed her palm on his cheek. His skin was smooth and warm. Her thumb brushed one of his nodes and golden light illuminated the base. A throb of warmth prickled the pad of her thumb, her need notching higher. Aekon’s eyes fell half closed. He stilled, as though losing himself in her touch.

“You were thrashing around in your sleep. You must have had a bad dream,” she said.

His brow furrowed. He closed his eyes and naked vulnerability washed over his features. “A bad dream. Yes.”

She didn’t want to press him. Didn’t want to have a conversation that would dredge up bad memories. Didn’t want to lose this intimate, unguarded moment. If he wanted her to know, he would come to her in time. Whatever it was, went deep and had hurt him. However, he didn’t recoil from her now. He had admitted a truth, and that was a big step if nothing else.

The silent vow she’d taken with herself dissolved as though she’d never made it. Instead, pure desire raced through her. She wanted Aekon. She needed him. She desired him. Every reason why this was a bad idea sunk to the back of her brain.

“Aekon…” Her voice was a breath of need.

His eyes snapped open, glowing gold. Mirrored there was an intense answering need. She wasn’t the only one who felt this. As though it acted of its own accord, her hand snaked to his nape. She pressed him down to her. He didn’t hesitate, just let her lead and caught her lips in a deep kiss that made her moan out loud.

This was what she wanted. This was what her body called for. Arousal thrummed through her veins infusing into her blood. She parted her lips. Aekon’s tongue swept inside and her tongue danced with his. Aekon broke their kiss. His lips gleamed, highlighting the darkness of his skin.

“Did I hurt you, my Ava?”

“No. Kiss me more,” she said, breathless. She didn’t care this was all kinds of wrong, or even that she’d argued with herself for hours about keeping her hands off him. The temptation was just too great and she didn’t even want to fight it.

He groaned, doing just what she asked with expert skill she couldn’t name. His mouth took charge and all she could do was keep up. He pressed a kiss to the corner of her mouth and trailed his tongue over her jaw and down her neck, nuzzling her as he moved. She shivered as the wet heat cooled against her skin. Her hand slipped from his nape to his shoulder where his large muscles bunched and moved beneath her palm.

He tugged the hem of her shirt. “Got to get this off, Ava.”

She threw her arm over her head and helped him slip off her shirt. His breath stalled in his lungs as he looked down at her delicate body. Her nipples beaded into hard, alluring peaks.

“I want you to touch me.” She barely drew in a breath as he dove onto her flesh.

She gasped, writhing as he devoured first one breast and then the other. He licked her breast with the flat of his tongue. His hand palmed her other breast, his claws scraping her skin in an electric dichotomy of sensation. Slick heat and dry abrasion. He moved, drawing her other breast into his mouth. The tip of his tongue flicked her nipple.

She threw her head back, arching her back as an electric thrill coursed through her body. “Sweet Jesus!”

He didn’t stop. Thank God he didn’t stop. He laved her breasts, worshipped them. She clutched his shoulders helplessly as he devoured her. His fingers slid down her body, over the side of her hips, and then slid between her legs to cup her intimate heat. God yes, that was exactly where she wanted him to touch her. It felt so deliciously good she never wanted his hands anywhere else.

His mouth left her breasts and he peered at her with such intense possession it took her breath away. He pressed his middle finger into her seam. The palm of his hand crushed her clit. She jumped and sucked in a quick breath as fire leapt through the centre of her body and her pussy turned to liquid.

His eyes were glowing orbs of golden light. Pure. Intense. Steadfast.

“This is mine, Ava.” His fingers massaged her core through her clothing.

“Yes, Aekon. Yours,” she said with a gasp.

He hovered over her, his fingers caressing her intimate seam. He swirled around her clit and her hips bucked. As if he needed to tease her. She didn’t need to be coerced. Not at all. The heal of his hand mashed down on her clit.

His eyes were fiery orbs of desire. “Tell me, Ava. Tell me what you want me to do to you.”

“I want you to…touch me.”

“I am touching you, Ava. Do you want me to fuck you with my fingers? Do you want me to slide my tongue through your cunt and eat your delicious cream?” he rasped.

She gasped, his crude words only serving to make her more delirious. She never realised this kind of talk was hot . But then again, maybe it was because Aekon was speaking and anything that came out of his mouth was her catnip. She bucked her hips, trying to increase the friction of his hand on her. Just a little bit more. He eased his grip and she sobbed against the loss of pressure.

“Tell me, Ava. Tell me exactly what you want me to do,” he said.

His fingers eased back to her, swiping up and down her seam, but too gently. She needed more pressure. Needed more friction.

“I need your mouth on me,” she said, almost delirious with unspent need.

She didn’t know what happened to reticent Aekon, but this commanding, possessive male teasing her beyond words was driving her wild.

“How exactly do you want my mouth on you, Ava?” His growled words vibrated right through her.

She gripped his shoulder, her fingernails digging into his skin. Erotic images of just how she wanted his mouth on her most intimate of places ran through her mind, heightening her senses, her arousal, her need.

She drew in a breath, locked eyes with him, and spoke through clenched teeth. “I want your tongue. Your mouth. Your cock. I want you to eat me and then I want you to fuck me. I want you, Aekon. Now.”

His eyes ignited and a look of triumph crossed his face. He ripped her pants over her hips, down her legs, and tossed them somewhere. She hadn’t been supplied with underwear and she was never more grateful than now.

He lowered his head and sucked her clit into his mouth. She cried out as an orgasm ripped through her, gasping at the shock of how hard and fast it had come.

Her muscles locked, her thighs coming around his head as she rode out the exquisite sensation that rocketed through her. He wasn’t deterred, his ministrations becoming wilder, more frantic. She jerked as the nodes on his tongue teased her sensitive flesh when he dragged the flat on his tongue along her seam.

He was relentless. She clung to him, writhed and bucked and cried out and he didn’t stop. The tip of his tongue slid into her entrance as he suckled and kissed her lower lips with as much ardour as he’d kissed her mouth. He groaned, a satisfied male sound. The vibrations skated through her core.

His tongue slid through her slit to swirl around her clit. She dragged in a ragged breath, looking down her body at him. Golden light spilled over her skin from his glowing nodes. The tip of his tongue swirled around her clit. His eyes rose to hers and their gazes caught and locked. Keeping eye contact, he deliberately lowered his mouth over her clit and suckled her as he pushed a finger into her entrance.

She was locked in place as he slowly pressed his fingers in and out of her, somehow keeping her unscathed from his claws. Another finger joined the first, opening her, stretching her. The sensation was delicious. His fingers hooked inside her, scraping against a bundle of nerves, and he sucked down on her clit. Hard.

She didn’t have time to draw breath before another climax rocketed through her. She might have screamed. Her senses were banished as utter bliss crashed through her.

Aekon kissed his way up her body, planting his hands either side of her shoulders as he kept his upper body above hers. He kissed her gently, teasing her mouth as he settled his hips between her thighs.

He tilted his hips, drawing his long, thick cock through her folds. She gasped as sensations shot through her already sensitive core. She glanced down to see the dark, mushroom head of his cock sliding through her parted lips. Shockwaves scattered through her as nodes along the underside of his shaft rubbed her flesh.

He kissed her, so tenderly, as he slowly slid through her. “My Ava. My bond-mate. I need you.”

His words were no more than a prayer. A prayer she had no desire not to grant. A prayer that was very much her own.

“I need you too, Aekon,” she whispered, the simple truth held in each word.

The tip of his cock found her entrance. She was so slick he slid right inside her in one thrust, pushing inside her one inch at a time until his hips were flush against hers, filling her to perfection. His cock throbbed, the pulse making her jerk.

“Need to…” His voice was pure gravel, tense with pain as he held himself still inside her as though waiting for permission, even now fully seated inside her.

She gripped the sides of his face, pouring as much intensity in her gaze as he had in his. “Make love to me. Please. I…I need you.”

As though those were the words he needed to hear, he joined his lips to hers while he withdrew and slammed back inside her. Spirals of intense bliss cascaded through her. She moaned into his kiss, her arms tightening around his shoulders and her thighs winding around his waist as he slid in and out of her body.

Pressure built inside her, bliss beckoning. She broke the kiss, throwing her head back as pure pleasure cascaded through her. Her body came apart and her mind soared. Aekon’s thrusts became faster, more erratic, impaling her on his cock again and again and again until he slammed into her one last time. His hips mashed against hers as he bowed above her, throwing his head back as he reached his own ecstasy. His roar echoed through the tent and probably through half of the cavern outside. His cock throbbed and heat burst inside her.

She spiralled again, his climax heightening hers. Golden light surrounded her. The same burnished gold as Aekon’s nodes. She soared high as the light absorbed her, or she absorbed the light. All she knew was that she was one and the same. Something within shifted and opened a flood of awareness she never knew existed before.

Another presence pressed against hers. The membranes between them dissolved and she was surrounded by Aekon’s essence. It startled her at first, but her soul reached for his as though it was the most natural thing in the world. She accepted him into her soul the way she had accepted him into her body, the purity of him absorbing hers until they were no longer two separate units, but one and the same soul.

His soul was so beautiful it brought tears to her eyes. Shining white light shimmered over a pure golden orb of his core. She reached out, tentative until his heart washed over her and she tumbled into a well of strength, fortitude, and bravery.

There was also something else there. A black tear that tarnished the light. Her fingers brushed the sides and a tsunami of pain ricochet through her. She gasped with the onslaught, staggered beneath its weight. A whiplash of darkness bled away the warm golden rays leaving a thick layer of vicious black guilt that wiped out the beautiful golden light.

Ava drifted back into her body, the rosy warmth destroyed. She opened her eyes to see Aekon above her, his cock still pulsing inside her. His jaw was clenched tight. His eyes were dark and instead of glowing with the beautiful light, a fiery blaze of anger seared her. Anger that was mirrored inside her, but wasn’t hers.

She went cold, her stomach dropping with dread. “Aekon. What’s going on?”