Chapter 47 #3
“First thing I’m doing as Empress is setting up a research and development team to make body sensors for your freaking water death traps you guys have everywhere,” I snapped.
“Large warm body goes in the water, the cold cycle gets turned off. Once we get the tech right, I’m going to mandate that everyone has to have them. ”
He turned to look at me.
“Your first response to hearing the weight on my heart is to look for a solution so it cannot happen again?” he asked, his voice soft.
“You don’t need me to wallow in your pain,” I said, putting both my palms on his chest. “I’ve wallowed enough in my own to know that sitting in the anguish doesn’t help anything.
What helps is going out and changing things so it doesn’t happen again.
Whether that is changing the tech or changing minds, if you let the hurt consume you it is just another cage. ”
“Being with me drags you into my cage,” he said, reaching up to cup my jaw, running his thumb over my bottom lip as he stared at it.
"You're an Emperor," I said, rising to my feet. His osae were out and reaching for me. The tip of one brushed against my thigh, and heat rose in me. It had been so long since I had felt his touch. "You're the one that decides what your cage looks like and how it works."
"Even so, there are limitations to what I can have as an Emperor," he sang. His hand drifted down, settling around my neck in a gentle, yet possessive manner. "It is hard to trust that someone wishes to be with me because they want me rather than all of the things my position has to offer."
I gave him a sad smile.
It was a fair concern.
I had literally traded my heart for a spaceship because it was in my best interest.
How could he ever trust that anyone close to him genuinely cared for him after what had happened to him?
How was he ever going to trust me?
"You shouldn't trust that people want you for you," I said, placing my hand gently on his chest. I could feel the steady thump of his heart.
"With wealth and power, you need to protect yourself because even someone who loves you will be drawn to the gifts you have to offer.
You already know that my company can be bought, but it doesn't mean that my heart was ever for sale. "
I trailed my hand down the hard lines of his abs.
Fuck he was so hot.
Thank goodness I didn't have to hold back anymore.
Not sleeping with him, knowing how good it had been in the past, had been absolute torture.
And now knowing that our last night together had really been with him made me burn with a delicious agony.
Maybe he’d be down to roleplay that again.
Having the Emperor sneak into bed while I thought he was someone else was a kink I didn’t realize I had.
But we needed to finish this talk first.
I stopped my hand, yanking my eyes up to his face.
"If you had been two different people, and you had shown up as I was about to leave the moon and yelled 'no, don't go with him', I would have dropped your rich ass and run off with the man who thought a good present for a woman was the heads of her enemies in a box," I said, lightly pressing my nails against his skin.
"What has a hold on my heart isn't your money or your position.
It is how you treat me - it's the power you give me simply by being willing to put your body on the line to protect me.
Being Emperor doesn't change that; it just changes your firepower. "
"You were attracted to me because I executed the aliens who captured and beat you?" he asked.
"Judging by Murder Kitty's display back on the moon, I'm guessing that is a normal thing for your culture," I said.
"But in mine, when a man hurts someone weaker than they are, most men would just ignore it or play it down.
Very few go out of their way to stop the perpetrator.
To me, when you just took care of it like that, you absolutely did me in.
I don't know how to express strongly enough how much that action hit my heart, but it did. "
"Murder Kitty?" he asked.
"Yeah, the guy banging my friend Arnina," I said. "The Prince or King or whatever he is."
"You call the King of Sebsitar Prime, one of my most loyal subjects, ‘Murder Kitty’?" he asked.
"Don't get distracted. We're talking about us right now, not him." I lightly slapped his chest.
He laughed, the sound echoing through the chamber.
"Then let's talk about us in our bed," he sang.
He pressed the lever on the wall, and the hot water stopped.
The shower filled with warm air that blew around us, drying us off.
As the air died down, he scooped me up off my feet like a goddamn princess.
I gasped.
"We haven't finished talking," I demanded as he strode back into the bedroom.
"We can keep talking," he said. "You were just telling me that you are attracted to me because of my forceful and aggressive nature."
Then he threw me towards the bed.
I landed on the soft surface with a hard thump.
He was on top of me before I even settled, his arms on either side of my head, his knees in between my legs, his body hovering over mine, not touching except where his knees pressed against the soft skin of my inner thighs.
Desire surged through me as I was utterly dominated by his physical body.
"Oh," I said. "I did say something along those lines."
"Is this what you want?" he growled, sending a shiver through me. "You want me to keep you and never let you go? Because I'm not going to. You are mine."
I didn't ask what would happen if I said no. I already knew. If I said that, he would back away, and we would continue talking about our feelings and all of that. I wasn't interested in my feelings anymore.
It was my body's turn to direct my heart.
"I love you," I said, reaching down to wrap my hand around his manhood. "I want you. If this is who you are, then yes, I want it."
He shuddered, his osae wrapping around my wrist as I slid my hand up and down. There was liquid beading at the tip as I ran my thumb over it, spreading the copious lubrication over the head of him.
I was already soaked.
Spending weeks apart from him had revved my body up, and I was ready to go.
First things first - I couldn’t forget the last thing.
I squeezed my hand, hard enough to convey a serious threat.
“If you ever lie to me or avoid me again,” I growled. “There will be serious consequences.”
He looked down at me, at his alien hood in my fist.
“I understand completely,” he replied.
Good enough for now.
I needed to get some.
"I need you now," I said. "We can go slow lat-"
I didn't finish my sentence before he had shifted himself, lining up with my entrance and pressing against it. His osae tentacles released my wrist, wrapping around my thighs as one slithered through my lower lips, rubbing through them.
"Oh," I cried out as I arched into the pleasure, into him.
He waited there, not moving forward, just pressing the evidence of his desire against me with just enough pressure to stay, but not enough to part my skin and move inside of me. While he waited, his osae slid around me, caressing me.
They slid along the inside of my thighs.
One wrapped itself around my nub.
It curled and uncurled, slithered, and skimmed along my sensitive skin.
I rocked my hips, impatient and needy, the intensity of the delectation driving me to further madness, but I couldn't do more than rub him along my opening.
Then, he gave me the smallest taste of what I craved.
He inched his tip into me.
I rocked my hips with him, urging him to move.
He leaned down and captured my mouth, kissing me.
His tongue slipped in between my lips.
He shifted into me, sliding another inch.
Then he pulled out and rolled his body, flexing his powerful muscles as if he were driving into me on a dance floor.
I grunted like an animal, wrapping my legs around him and driving my heels into his glutes.
I needed this.
I needed him.
I needed more.
His tail wrapped around my calf.
We moved together, shifting in the silence of our words as he continued to roll against me, in and out of me, sliding and driving me like I was someone he had lost and found again. He filled me.
It wasn't just my body that sang with his touch.
My heart needed this.
I needed this more than I could bear.
It wasn't just the pounding of his hips against my thighs or the way he gripped the back of my knee and lifted it up towards my chest so that he could get that thickness deeper into me.
He wanted me to want him for who he was.
I wanted a man who would keep me safe.
Who would protect me.
That was exactly the kind of man he was.
Stars exploded against my eyelids as I lost myself to the intensity of my peak. His movements became more frantic and fast paced as he joined me, sliding over the edge into a place without thought
He shuddered inside of me, pulsing as he filled me with his heat.
There was only him and me together.
As we'd been since the moment his eyes caught mine across the screen, and I had known that someone out there was there for me.