Chapter 43
The next cycle,Cyra’s team was in place to leave Kolben. Blaize monitored the systems and fuel from her station on the bridge. Rhysa had set their course for Cassan. Bodi chattered with the guys in the control tower. Veda had decided to join them for the launch and occupied the junior navigator chair. Soon there would be more crew on The Treasure, but they were her team. The women who had made it possible for Cyra to realize her dream. And it was so much better than she had imagined. She didn’t have to go it alone, she had support and love.
Veda had cleared Dez from remaining in the medical bay. After one planetary day and most of the night with Cyra by his side, his vitals were normal and his wounds, aside from his hand, were more or less healed. Cyra had asked him to wait in their quarters with Princess to keep him company while she dealt with the launch. He might be cleared from staying in the med bay but that didn’t mean he would easily withstand the stress of a launch.
“Ready, Captain?” Rhysa asked?
Cyra nodded, hoping her plan would work.
“We’re cleared to lift off,” Bodi called out.
“Engines are go.” Blaize’s hands flew over the system controls.
The ship rumbled to life and lifted from the frozen launch pad. They would return with shipments from Arbotriz, but Cyra wouldn’t miss the mining planet at all.
“Prepare for launch.” Blaize glanced over her shoulder at Cyra.
Time to make the energy flow. Cyra rubbed her hands together and channeled all her joy. Her team, her ship, her mate. Life was so perfect, more than she could have imagined. Her heart swelled, tears pricked her eyes, but she held them back. She funneled every bit of happiness she could into a roiling river of gratitude and elation.
A trace of a touch glided from her neck, slowly down her back to grip her hip. “My captain, my queen, I would like to assist you with the launch.”
Her breath caught as he tugged her into his hard body, the heat of him melting her resistance. “How are you going to assist me, Dez?”
“Like this.” He pressed his fingers between her legs, finding the perfect spot and rhythm even over her uniform. “And after we launch this ship, I’ll strip you naked and make love to you.”
He pressed his hard cock against her ass and she closed her eyes, tilting her head back to rest against his shoulder. His fingers stroked her perfectly, heat building between her thighs. She moaned.
“And when you”re ready, I’ll mark you here.” His tongue grazed her neck below her fluttering gills.
“Now,” Auvi’s voice blasted through the singular focus of the explosion erupting in her body. She slapped her hands on the launch panel. Awe and love rolled through her into The Treasure. They burst from the atmosphere in one smooth, powerful thrust.
“Yeah!” Her team cheered.
Dez released his hold. Kissed her neck where his tongue had been moments before. “I’ll see you in our quarters, my queen.
“Best launch ever.” Rhysa grinned. “Nice show, too.”
“I’ll be in my quarters.” Cyra ignored the heat creeping up her cheeks.
“Yes, Captain,” Rhysa responded. “Do you want me to alert you when we’re about to enter the ER Bridge?”
“That won’t be necessary. I trust you and Blaize will be able to handle it without me?”
“Of course. I just didn’t want you to be surprised when you start experiencing the physical effects. I know you don’t like it.”
“I appreciate the warning, but I’m sure I’ll be fine.”
“Yes, Captain.” Cyra caught the look that flashed between Rhysa and Blaize and chose to ignore it. Her only focus was being with Dez.
After leaving the bridge, she ran directly to her quarters. Laying naked across her bed in all his healthy glory, he casually stroked his cock. “I was wondering when you’d get here, my queen.”
“Where’s Princess?”
“Asleep in a bed in your bathroom.” Dez’s gaze went to the closed door.
“It looks like you started without me.” Cyra toed off her shoes and opened her jumpsuit leaving it covering her body but exposing her between the open halves. She fisted her hands on her hips and tried for a disappointed glare that probably looked more like a heated request.
“No disrespect, my queen. I wanted to be ready for whatever you might desire of me.” He stroked his hand again and wet his lips with his tongue.
Her core clenched with longing and anticipation. “You look ready enough, but I might need some more assistance.”
Dez sprung from the bed and was on his knees in front of her, his molten yellow eyes locked on hers. He was so gorgeous and built and he worshiped her beyond anything she could ever deserve. She needed to give him something back. “I want to bond, Dez. Take me through the ritual. I don’t want to wait one more second.”
“Cyra,” he growled up at her. “Are you sure? There is no rush as long as we are together.”
“There is a rush. I wasted all the time we traveled to Kolben keeping you at a distance. I’m not letting one bit of doubt creep in to our relationship. I want to honor what we have, our love, by completing the ritual.”
He stroked his hand up her leg to her hip.
She caressed his beautiful bald head. “Please, Dez.”
“It’s better if it happens during orgasm.”
What wasn’t? “That’s never a problem for us. What do we do?”
“We must find our pleasure at the same time. As we come together, I will say the ancient words, and we will bite each other, marking our mate and sharing our blood.” The hesitant look on his face squeezed her heart. She’d pretty much expected there would be biting or blood based on his warning of it being primitive.
“What are the ancient words?”
“A prayer and a binding, in the old language. As the male I’m fusing my soul willingly to my mate and giving her every part of me.” As if he hadn’t already. He’d nearly died for her.
“Do I say anything?”
“No, the taking of my blood is the act that confirms your willingness to be with me forever.”
“I want forever with you, Dez, but I’m not sure how I can bite you hard enough to draw blood. I don’t have teeth like you do.”
“Trust the ritual will work.”
Cyra gazed into Dez’s eyes and the connection she’d worked so hard to deny, the one she’d nearly lost, which if she had would have completely broken her, reverberated through every cell of her body and into her soul. “I trust you.”
Dez rose and took Cyra’s hand. His erection had sagged a bit during their serious conversation. She was sure he would fix that quickly. He led her toward the bed and they worked together to slide the open jumpsuit off her arms and down her legs, leaving her as naked as he was. She leaned into him, his warm body pressed against hers, his hard cock against her belly. Their kiss spun on and on, twining them together. She gripped his shoulders, clinging to him so she didn’t float away completely on the cloud of bliss he’d created.
“I want to lick your pussy until you overflow with need for me.”
Cyra’s body screamed yes, but, as breathless as he’d left her, she couldn’t form words. Instead, she sat on the edge of the bed, leaned back, and lifted each foot, placing it on the mattress, opening her legs wide, and exposing her core completely to the sexy male who loved her.
He was on her in a moment, face buried between her thighs. His tongue lapped through her folds and teased her swollen clit. She shook with the need to come all over his face. He slid two fingers deep inside, beckoning her climax. Stars sparkled at the edges of her vision. She shook her head, it was too soon, they had to be together as one.
“I need you now.”
“Yes, my queen.” He shifted to plant one knee on the bed, under her thigh shifting her back. He lined up his hard cock and pressed the tip between her folds. A tease when she wanted him to fuck her.
“More,” she demanded.
He slid inside, barely parting her, tantalizing her entrance, driving her crazy. She tried to move her hips to pull him in more fully, but he pulled back. “Put your hands over your head.”
She did as he demanded, anything to get him inside her, deep where she craved him
He gripped her wrists in his pinning her in place and slid in the barest amount more. If he wanted her to beg she would from that moment to eternity. She’d beg for his cock, his cum, his love.
“Please, Dez. I need you inside me. Please.”
“I’ll give you everything you need, my queen.” His small thrust wasn’t enough. She shifted her hips. He pressed his body over hers holding her down.
Cyra growled. She wrapped her legs around his hips and launched herself into a roll that resulted in Dez underneath her and his cock firmly shoved deep inside her pussy. Finally. She rode him, taking him hard and fast, her hands braced on his chest. He growled up at her. She glared at him, daring him to stop their pleasure. “You’re mine.”
“Always.” He gripped her hip and met her thrust for thrust.
She fucked him harder and faster in response. His cock swelled stretching her. Her thighs burned but she couldn’t stop, she was right on the edge, about to go over.
“Now, Dez. Say the prayer, now,” she gritted out between her clenched teeth as she continued to ride him. Her pussy contracted around him with aching need.
She didn’t understand the words Dez chanted, but the sounds echoed through her louder than the rush of blood through her veins, more rhythmic than the slap of their flesh as they fought to become one.
He reached the end of the prayer and gripped the back of Cyra’s neck, pulling her close. She bounced her hips, chasing the critical moment. His body stiffened, her pussy clenched around his cock and she locked her gaze to his.
“Now, Cyra. We finish this now. I am yours forever, my love.”
Dez opened his mouth and clamped onto the space between her neck and her shoulder just below her quivering gills. Cyra mirrored his action and bit. Her climax exploded through her, pulling her body in every direction and ripping Dez’s orgasm from him. She broke the skin and brought his blood into her mouth. His bite didn’t hurt as much as she’d expected. Instead, it sent her careening into a second wave of pleasure and stars burst behind her eyelids. She forgot how to breath as she exploded and coated her mate in her ecstasy.
Cyra didn’t remember getting under the blankets on her bed or even laying in the correct direction to put her head on a pillow where it was now. Dez was beside her. Where he belonged. Where he would remain forever.
“Welcome back, my love.” Dez brushed her hair back from her face.
“Was I gone?”
“I think we hit the wormhole as we were completing the ritual. It overloaded you completely.”
Cyra glanced around her quarters as if something would look different. “We already went through it?”
Dez nodded once his eyes locked on hers.
“We’re having sex every time we travel through one of those.”
“As you wish, my queen.” He smiled at her.
She arched up to kiss his beautiful mouth. “Your mate.”
“My love.” He gazed right into her soul.
“That too.” Always.