Chapter 18 #2
I shrugged. “I don’t know. You’re this blue prince from another world, and I’m just a theater major without any acting skills or any love life to speak of, at least before I met you.
You’re a dream, and sometimes I’m scared I’ll wake up back in my dorm room, and none of it will have happened.
” The guilt hit me as soon as I’d said the words.
“I mean, if it meant everyone…everyone who died because of me would be back, I’d gladly wake up in my dorm room with everything having been a dream.
Sorry. I really, really love you, so much I don’t have words for it, but all the people…
If it meant all the people could be alive again, I’d obviously take the dream of you. Forever.”
“Rory.” His eyes went wide and dark, and it was like he was seeing only me.
He dipped his head and pressed his lips to mine.
The kiss was gentle, careful, comforting.
I gave myself over to it completely, but Inkiri left it there.
It didn’t change the fact that my body was still ready to do plenty more, and so was his.
“You are more a protector than some I have met. Braver. So very beautiful. If only you could see…” He shook his head.
“It doesn’t matter. I’ll show you. Sadir, we must tell Kinnek and Vergis this, about our worlds binding.
Not right now. Tell me what you want right now, and I’ll give it to you, whatever it is. ”
I traced his jawline with the fingers of my right hand and smiled up at him. “Can I… You always give me what I want, you know? I’d like to do what you want today. You want me to turn back around?”
He grinned at me, and there was a tiny, mischievous light in his eyes. “What I want, Sadir? Are you sure?”
I nodded. “Yeah. Anything.”
That flicker definitely grew. “Good. In that case, yes, I want you on your belly, on your knees, and I want you to scream without holding back.”
I glanced at the window.
“Yes, sweet thing. I want them to hear you. I want them to know what being with me does to you.”
I’d been really proud of the fact that taking my clothes off in front of everyone in that large downstairs bath had almost become normal.
Almost. The urge to cover my cock was still there, but I’d become better at controlling it.
This was something else. But I’d made a promise to my mate, and I wouldn’t break it.
I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry. “All right. If you can make me scream, that is.”
He full-on grinned at me. “Sadir, I know your body well by now. Turn around and I’ll prove that.”
He was my mate, and about to ravish me. Obviously, I obeyed. I tried my eyelash batting before I turned around, and it got me a low, growly purr.
When I was lying flat, he brushed my hair off my neck and licked the spot, then kissed it the human way.
“You look so good like this. Very enticing. But—” He pulled the pillow out from under my head so I was flat on the mattress, then lifted me up by the hips so my ass was in the air. “—this is even better.”
He nudged me to spread my legs, and I was wondering how he thought he could get me to scream with my head buried in the sheets like this.
Not that I was about to argue with him. When I felt him explore between my butt cheeks with slicked fingers, any objections I might’ve had went out the window anyway.
Inkiri was a bagu of his word, and he very much ended up having the last word by the time he was done stretching me. At first, he just got me to whimper and clutch the sheets, but dang it, he knew where my happy spot was, and he knew how to take advantage of it.
Inevitably, I tossed my head back and screamed.
Inkiri chuckled. “I know what you like, Sadir.”
Oh, he could be so smug. He kept on stretching me, nothing more, and when I got too close to almost coming like that, he moved on to my balls.
Seeing as he didn’t have any, at least not on the outside, Inkiri had enjoyed exploring them over the past few weeks. I’d pretty much assumed it was because he hadn’t had his own to explore growing up, and now he was making up for lost time.
As it turned out, I’d married a fudging master of pleasure play, and what he was doing to my balls and taint after he’d already stretched me should’ve been a crime against the high laws of instant or even medium-term gratification.
“Please…mmnnnn…no more. Please, I can’t—your tongue—” I yowled when he tugged on my straining cock. My thighs were trembling, and I was slick with sweat all over.
“Yes, Sadir, that’s right. Enjoy it.” Inkiri licked up my taint one last time. “You’re ready now, I think.”
I let out a shuddering breath when he took a firm hold of my hips with one hand while he lined himself up with the other.
I bore down when his slick head pressed inside of me, but it was like my body automatically opened up to him.
He slipped right inside, and waves of heat washed over me when his fullness settled in me.
Like always, he took it slow at first so he could share his lubrication with me. I moaned. I groaned. I couldn’t control the sounds I was making anymore. I couldn’t control anything anymore. Then he rocked back slowly before slamming our hips together. I screamed again. And he repeated it.
“Yes, yes.” Inkiri’s voice rumbled in his chest.
What followed after was a frenzied fucking, pardon the French.
It was so good. I came first, and hard. I probably did some more screaming, and Inkiri probably got his wish about the bagua outside hearing it, but I was a trembling, sweaty mess and I’d just made the sheets beneath me even messier. I did not care.
He came a few moments after me, when my body still felt like it was made of liquid fire or something. I loved the feeling of that, his heat flooding into me, and then, while we were both still panting, his barb setting in.
Normally, we collapsed on the bed, but this time, Inkiri lifted my chest and sat up, taking me with him so I ended up in his lap, my legs still splayed and draped over his knees, my back resting against his chest. I should’ve felt pretty exposed, but I was too high on sex endorphins.
Sexorphins? Yes, that sounded about right.
Inkiri held me close when his barb took hold, and like always, he pinned me firmly in place so I didn’t shift and hurt myself. It was odd. When I was still blissed out like this, he almost became more vigilant than he normally was, making sure nothing so much as pinched.
“Sadir, do you still doubt I can make you scream during pleasure play?” He sounded smug, but in the way people only ever do when they’re trying not to.
I snorted. “Right. Guess you win.”
“What did I just win?”
I placed my hand on top of his. “A kiss. Along with my undying love.”
Inkiri chuckled. “I will take the kiss, but didn’t I already have your undying love?”
“Pfft, you had it, but now you’ve won it fair and square. Also, I’m not sure I’ll be able to look your brother in the eye after this, but that’s on you.”
Inkiri clicked. “That would be a bonus, sweet thing, believe me.” He rocked back and forth as if he thought that would keep me calm when it was being near him that did that. “You said you wanted to eventually live back on Aer, and I’ve been meaning to talk to you about what that might entail.”
I tensed with excitement at hearing that, and Inkiri clicked and held me tighter.
“Sorry. Are we going to leave with your brother? I mean, that makes sense, doesn’t it? The guys in black he brought along are protectors, fighters, right?”
He sighed. “Yes, that’s right. I’m not sure how wise Kinnek will think leaving is, but it’s something we can discuss. It wasn’t the thing I wanted to talk to you about though.”
“Oh. Okay.” I tried not to sound disappointed. I liked being here, after all, but I was still looking forward to a quiet life as a trophy mate back on Aer.
“You need to understand that Zeddira is not here without an agenda, as humans like to say. Back in Esaka, you did magic that very few bagua would have been able to do. The Raikengana saw, and so did the Koa Esher, who ran. Zeddira is hangu, and very good at collecting influence and power, both in House Livim and in the Raiken. The knowledge you have, did it show you he came to Esaka after the fight?”
I shook my head. “No. Did he see me drooling on a pillow or something?”
Inkiri clicked. “You were not drooling on any pillows, Sadir, and no. I would not have let him go to you then. But he came to suggest how well House Livim would take care of you and our sentenmen. Or if we chose to stay in the Raiken, how well you’d be cared for there.”
“Okay? You sound like I should be putting something together here, but I’m not.”
Inkiri sighed. “Undoubtedly, you’d be taken care of very well in either place. But there are politics involved with such a choice, and if there’s a powerful mage who takes advantage of status in a House or in the Raiken, they are expected to do magic as needed.”
I jerked again, only to be reeled in closer by Inkiri all over again. “I don’t—wait. You had me signed up though? When we got married? Does that mean—”
He clicked. “No. What I did was make your status clear to all who would doubt it. It has nothing to do with what Zeddira is wishing for. You see, mates get to live with a Raikenga, that is not a question. A part of the Raikenga’s pay is used for housing and such, a lot like taxes here on Earth.
Also, should anything happen to me, the Raiken would make sure you get to keep your housing rights and have access to all my funds, and you would receive a regular sum if I died in service, all of which you deserve.
That assumes you take up no office or other position in the Raiken.
“If you did—which is what Zeddira hopes you will do—you would be holding office yourself. You would be expected to perform that office, perform your magic. Zeddira likes the idea because you are clearly powerful, but also no doubt because you’re related to him through the mate call.”