Chapter 58
Peony
Atem's body was completely tense as he hovered over her, his eyes closed, his weight on his forearms as he just barely held himself up from crushing her.
She could feel his length throbbing inside her along with his heartbeat.
A beast that was on the verge of losing control.
She was trapped in a cage of his arms, unable to push him away even if she wanted to – yet somehow, she felt like she had all the power between them in this moment.
Biting her lip in a failed effort to control her wicked grin, she clenched down all her muscles in her pussy and watched as the tendons in his neck stood out as he snarled, his fangs on full display. His three eyes snapped open to look down at her.
“Wasn't I supposed to be the one in control?” She teased, poking his side. She had come already, but he had not, and she could see the thin line he was perched upon.
“You were in control,” he smirked. “I took it away from you. Take it back if you can, vi adassi.”
A challenge. One she rose to even as she knew she was going to fail.
She still gave it her best try as she began doing her Kegel exercises to forcibly stroke his cock from within as she bucked her hips up, fucking him from below.
She licked and sucked at one nipple, then the other, as one hand stroked along the base of his tail like it was another dick for her to pump.
He had certainly used it as one. A fun new way to play that she couldn’t wait to try again.
Atem growled, his entire body shaking. She laughed, enjoying how this powerful, unstoppable, unbeatable warrior broke so easily under her hands.
But he wasn't Dominani for no reason. He counter attacked, reaching between them to pinch her clit and rub it between his fingers. The rough touch was pleasure bordering on pain and her entire body flinched, the motion of her hips disrupted.
He took advantage of her failing to grab her hips and pound into her. Angling his dick just right to strike against that spot inside her that drove her wild. The one she hadn't believed had even existed until he found and exploited it.
He called her perfect, but to her eyes, he was the perfect one.
A big, strong, handsome man with a dick that wouldn't quit and absolutely perfect aim who loved eating her out and wasn't too proud or alpha to just have fun and laugh with her.
A great father that loved both his sons with all his heart and an honorable male that took her friends as his siblings to give them protection and a home.
A male who understood her needs as a female, even if he was surprised by them, and had no problems accommodating himself to her.
But still a reliable and dependable male that took care of her and his family and his entire planet.
He might think her a miracle worker, but she was the lucky one.
And she had wanted to take the chance she had to dominate their love making to show him that, but he was the domin and she was the adassi and his instinct was not to submit to her, but to claim and plunder and provide.
She didn't mind that he took control. It just meant she had a new record to beat the next time she managed to wrestle it back from him.
They had the rest of their lives to be together, after all. There was plenty of time for her to top him successfully. And she rather enjoyed pushing him to the very brink of control and forcing him over until he had to take her, hard and fast and desperate.
Just like he was doing now.
She could tell he was close. By the way he tensed. By the way his thrusts lost their rhythm even as they got harder and faster. By the way his knot began to swell and seal at her entrance. Not quite locking them together but plugging her hole.
He was right there on the verge of breaking, but he held back. His fingers moved faster against her clit, his cock pounding her aggressively, wonderfully.
Peony couldn't say who breached their climax first. It felt like they shattered at the same time, their muscles all locking together as he did his best to push himself as deep as possible.
The warm pumping of his cum into her channel created that heavy pressure she had come to love and crave as her exhausted body trembled and shook beneath him.
Atem collapsed, his head falling to her shoulder, as he breathed quickly. The tension eased out of his body until he was loose and languid, sucking gently on her skin to leave little red marks of his passion.
Peony smiled, stroking his hair as she too came down from her high. He didn't pull out of her, and she had quickly grown to appreciate how good it felt to remain together long after the hard edge of lust had faded.
When Atem's strength finally returned enough to allow him to raise himself up and look down at her, she was already halfway asleep.
It was still early afternoon. The sun wasn't even close to setting. But she was quite content to just remain here in their nest, curled up against him, lazing what remained of the day away as she got lost in his arms.
Atem, however, had other plans. He kissed her sweetly once before putting his arms around her and lifting her from the bed. He had gotten good at moving her without letting his shaft slip from her body until they were ready.
Peony just clung to him, enjoying the trip as she kissed along his neck and shoulder, one hand playing along the ridges of his thick spine.
He pulled out in the shower and washed away the remaining mess from their love making before taking her to the bath and sinking with her into the water.
Peony quickly adjusted their position so that she was the one leaning against the tub and he was leaning against her.
It was one of Atem's favorite positions, she knew, and she was happy to play with his wet, freshly cleaned hair.
Atem was completely relaxed as she ran her hands over his head and body. Washing him with the sort of reverence usually reserved for religious ceremony. And maybe it was just the three, hot orgasms talking, but it really did feel like that.
Atem was her everything now. She loved Temnavi and she loved her unborn baby, she loved her friends, both human and domini, and she loved seeing new parts of this planet that was now her new home. But Atem was at the center of all of it.
Angling her head, she kissed his temple, causing a grin to pull at the corner of his lips.
“I love you,” she said, practically whispering the words like they were a sacred treasure not meant for anyone else's ears.
Atem's smile widened and he touched her arms that she had around his neck. “I love you.”
She closed her eyes and just rested beside him.
They enjoyed the warm swirl of the water and the greater warmth of each other as they relaxed for a long minute.
It was something they got to do more often now that Atem had free time and wasn't returning so late at night or rushing out in the early morning.
“Ah, I almost forgot,” he opened his eyes and looked back at her. “Romival is going to be coming around to ask you and the others questions about Earth.”
“Hm? Like what?”
“Standard information. How many suns you have, its approximate size, information about your solar system. Things like that. Things that might help us find it.”
“Oh.” Peony nodded, that made sense. “Okay. I'll tell the others. Romival is the new First Scholar, right?”
“Yes. You haven't formally met him. I'm surprised you remember his name.”
Peony smiled, pleased. “I'm good at remembering people and names.”
“I've noticed.” He nuzzled his head along the side of hers. “Romival is highly intelligent. A bit cold and distant, but he's exceedingly good at his job. The things he's going to ask are things that Torvii should already have asked.”
Peony fell silent and, sensing her change in mood, Atem sat up so he could turn and face her properly, the displaced water bouncing against their chests. He touched her cheek gently.
“What's wrong, vi Seerin?”
“It's just... What if we weren't the only ones kidnapped? What if the ratchi are on invading Earth right now? What if they're seriously hurting my people?”
Atem pulled her into his lap, sitting back on a different seat in the wide, round tub.
“Don't worry about that, Peony. I know the ratchi leader.
We've spoken many times. I understand you probably have an unfavorable view of ratchi, but you must understand that they aren't all like that.
Those we dealt with were only a single clavas. They're not all bad.”
“But you said that going out and capturing people was part of their coming-of-age ceremony. What if they're plundering my planet even now?”
“No.” His voice was firm, absolute. “The coming-of-age ceremony isn't about males bringing home other people as captives.
It's about completing a great task for the clan to earn their scars.
They don't even have to leave their home territories to do that.
The clan we clashed with were dishonorable and don't represent the people as a whole. You will meet their leader when I next go to Coalition gathering. You will see. He is a pleasant, older male.”
“You'd take me with you to meet the other planet leaders?” Peony looked surprised.
“Of course. You are my mate. They've all heard by now that I'm mated, and to a new species as well.
They all know that I search for your Earth and that I've already claimed right of protection on it through the rights I gain as your mate. Your planet is not being raided. And if, somehow, there are raids ongoing on your planet, believe me when I promise you that they will end the moment I find them.”
Peony blinked, startled by her mate. He had sounded so fierce and ferocious. Surprising her with his sincerity towards protecting her home planet.