Chapter Six #3
“Rakkur, dear, will you go get me some ice water? In one of the crystal goblets that I like? You may have to go all the way to the kitchen for one of them, if you don’t mind. My throat is dry from all the talking.”
“Okay, Omak, I will, but I want to hear the rest of the story when I get back.”
“Of course.”
He shot me a sweet smile and stopped at the door to look back at me. “The wedding vows were short, but they were nice, I think.”
“Nice? All I did was agree to get married.”
“No.” He smiled at me. “Even after so many years, you never really learned Tygerian, omak. What you said was, ‘Yes, I will. Now and forever.’”
I whipped my head around to look at Davos, who stared steadily back at me.
“That’s what I said?”
“It’s what we both said, nobyo.”
“I had no idea. I felt so alone that day.”
“But you weren’t. I asked the priest to add those words because I meant them. I wanted you to say them too, but I was afraid then that you wouldn’t mean them. So I didn’t tell you.”
Rakkur smiled at us and left me and Davos all alone.
“Thank you,” I whispered to him. “Those words were perfect.”
“I’ve always loved you, nobyo. Even back then, when I was so angry at you. That never changed.”
I squeezed his hand. “I can’t tell our son this next part. It’s way out of my comfort zone and far too intimate. And private.”
“Then skip ahead.”
“I will. But I want you to hear first what I was thinking. I think I need to tell you about that night.”
Davos smiled and took my hand in his and kissed the knuckles. “I was there, nobyo. I remember it well.”
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Davos came into my room about an hour later.
While I was waiting, I’d decided to be nicer to him and make the best of this thing, but I was not naked.
Still, if I could make him like me again just a little, he might do more to protect me.
The door opened and he walked in, came up to me and stood looming over me as I lay on the bed.
“Stand up.”
It was a struggle not to roll my eyes, and I almost did myself an injury trying not to, but dutifully, I did as he said and stood up. He pulled out his wicked looking knife and my eyes went wide.
“W-what are you going to do?”
His hand shot out and he held me down with one hand as he expertly slit my under robe from the neckline to the hem and let it fall off me to the floor. I gasped and fell backward onto the bed.
“You’re defying me again, Lieutenant. I wonder how far you think that will get you?”
“That depends on you, I guess.”
He raised one eyebrow. “How good of you to notice.”
The king slipped off his own robe, letting it fall to the floor and stood there in front of me, gloriously naked. I had thought that Werros had a nice body, and he did, I suppose, but this man was something else entirely. His body was perfection.
He was taller than Werros and I don’t think I’d ever seen so many sculpted muscles before.
His skin was golden with those faint, sexy stripes underneath.
His cock stood boldly out from his body and the head of it was solid black.
His face was extraordinarily bold and handsome in the soft light, and it took my breath away.
I could hardly speak—all I could do was look at him and notice how dry my throat had gone.
Those high cheekbones and those slightly tilted amber eyes. Inside, I was swooning.
I reached out and touched him and he looked down at me with an expression I didn’t understand. Was it love or hate or something else entirely?
“Your belly is larger than I thought it would be.”
“Oh, let me guess—because I look fat and ugly, you don’t want me anymore?”
“You know better than that, Lieutenant.” He looked me up and down again. “But I still won’t risk my son by entering you. You’re farther along than I thought.”
“A Tygerian pregnancy is five months or so; the doctors tried to explain it to me, but they were talking about cycles and quarter cycles, and I got bored and stopped listening. I think I’m at three and a half months by Alliance measures, or maybe four and a half.
I get mixed up. But I’m big because of your giant Tygerian baby. ”
“Hmm. I still intend to have you again. And you’ve always been far too pretty for your own good. And for mine. Perhaps I won’t beat you, though, until after the baby is born.”
“How kind of you.”
He growled and picked me up easily, flipped me around to set me back on my feet and then bent me over the bed.
He reached for the bottle of oil on the table beside us and slicked my entrance and his own large cock as I blushed and tried not to jerk myself away.
He was making me crazy with how good it felt.
I was a little afraid of him, to be honest, though I would have died before admitting it.
His penis was so large and with that solid black head, he looked completely alien… which, of course, he was.
It seemed impossible that he would fit inside me, and then I remembered he said he wouldn’t try that yet because of the baby.
I was a little comforted until he pressed against my entrance.
I reached back and touched his cock or his typpid as Tygerians called it, stunned at how large and hot it felt, and I felt Davos shudder.
He groaned and shoved himself up in my hand.
He was gloriously hard and big. I slumped over the mattress so Davos could move on top of me, but he didn’t even try to do that.
I turned to see him staring down at me, before he reached under my chest to gently pinch my nipples instead.
I was shocked at how sensitive they were, when I’d never noticed such a thing before.
He pushed me over and turned me gently onto my back.
“Why are you so damned beautiful?” he asked, sounding angry.
I lifted my chin to let him know I wanted him to kiss me.
He leaned over, holding himself up with one hand so he could take my mouth in a kiss that was so hot it made my lips tingle.
I deepened the kiss as his arms slipped around my waist, and his tongue dipped inside my mouth, as a dark and dangerous heat flooded over me.
It was crazy that I was here with him this way.
He was the most powerful man in all of Tygeria and probably in the entire vastness of the galaxy.
If he managed to win this war, he’d be god-like in his power.
Yet he was here making love to me and trailing kisses over my throat.
I was carrying his child. Those undeniable facts roused shivers down my spine, and I felt heavy-limbed, but also as if this had always been inevitable.
I’d been waiting for him my whole life, dreading the idea that he might never find me and be with me and yearning for him with all my heart.
The certain knowledge of that hit me like the blast from one of his disruptors. This man was my mate. Not Werros and not any other person. How had I forgotten that? No…how had that been taken away from me? I was shocked and furious at the very idea.
He lifted me up to lie against the pillows.
He climbed on top of me and began rubbing the head of his big cock against my lips.
I opened for him, but he shook his head and moved down to begin giving the tip of my cock greedy little licks and nibbles instead.
He held my cock by the base and swallowed it whole.
His lips fastened around me and took me all in.
It was a messy, sexy, and very experienced move, and I had never felt anything like it before—that I remembered anyway.
So much had been stolen from me. Playfully, he pulled away and then licked up each side of my cock like he was eating an iced treat, but when that wasn’t enough, he swallowed me again, taking me down his throat again.
He put his hands on my thighs and pulled them apart gently.
I felt as if those hands were branding me as I gasped for air and repositioned myself with my legs wide, my breath coming in little gasps.
He smiled at me and then deep-throated me again like I was only an inch or so instead of the more than respectable size that I was—for a human anyway.
And the man was naturally talented—I was surprised at how expertly he sucked me down.
I had to wonder if he had any gag reflexes at all.
I wasn’t sure about Tygerian physiology, but I made a mental note to look into it.
His throat caressed the length of my shaft even as his lips kept up a steady pressure.
I felt my body go weak, and he must have known it, because he moved his hands underneath me to steady me.
I was breathing so hard I tried to move away, afraid I would embarrass myself by coming too soon, but he followed me, his hot silken tongue sliding up and down the length of my shaft, making me shiver and cry out.
From time to time, he stopped at the head of my cock to nibble ever so gently with his teeth or slip his tongue down into my slit.
Gods, where did he learn his techniques if he was usually on the receiving end, as I suspected?
Davos’s fingers caressed my belly, and he laid soft kisses on it.
The baby kicked as if he felt those kisses.
Then Davos moved down to my thighs, holding onto them as I squirmed.
I felt like begging him to enter me, but I was far too embarrassed.
He’d said he wouldn’t do it anyway. I sucked in a sharp breath as Davos pushed a finger into me though.
Deeper, taking away my power to think so that all I could do was feel.
I surged back on that finger, impaling myself as deeply as he would let me, and it was his turn to suck in a harsh breath.
He began to ease his finger slowly in and out, and all the while, he murmured to me sweetly.
They were soft words in Tygerian that I didn’t understand, but they affected me all the same.
It went on and on until I lost any real sense of time and place.
This was where I belonged—had always belonged—here in his power.
Something deep inside me ignited and burned a pathway down my body and my spine until my orgasm hit with such intensity that I saw stars.
I felt myself falling like a star and relaxed into it, allowing myself to plummet back down.
I wasn’t afraid anymore. In fact, I knew I’d be safe, because Davos was there to catch me.
He was making me too weak to keep moving and suddenly he changed tactics, picking me up and putting me on my hands and knees on the bed.
His tongue darted out to lick greedily at my tight hole.
I screamed so loud I thought the guards would come in.
He nuzzled me, and I helplessly shifted my legs to open them wider and give him greater access.
He laved me with his tongue and licked at each of my inner thighs before licking his way back to take my hole again, and I was moaning in pleasure as he tortured me with his mouth and his tongue.
I was on the verge of screaming at this point, and I knew I wouldn’t last long.
I didn’t know if I could come again from this, but I was more than willing to keep trying.
I was making embarrassing little sounds of distress when Davos finally relented.
He pulled me up and sat me down to straddle his lap.
Then he bent me back over his arm and took my mouth in a greedy, hot kiss.
Thrusting his tongue inside to taste me, he effectively muffled any more of my groans and whimpers.
He ground his naked cock against my ass as I begged him to let me come.
He readjusted our position and one big hand went around both our shafts, and his hand began to move quickly and firmly up and down, the friction of his hand driving me half-insane with pleasure.
In seconds, I was arching my back and crying out.
“Come on,” he whispered against my lips as he kept up the slow, steady movement of his hand.
That was it. I came hard, straining toward him and making little whimpering sounds.
He followed me, coming all over both of our chests and stomachs.
Afterward, he held me against him for a long time, long after my cock had softened in his hand.
He laid me on the bed then and stood up, rolling me over and covering me with the blanket.
I would have told him how wonderful it had been, but I couldn’t really form words yet.
I reached for his hand and squeezed it instead.
He never said a word. I was already half asleep when he left me to go to the bathing room.
The sounds of water running were the last thing I heard as I fell headlong into a deep and dreamless sleep.