Chapter 12
TWELVE
Madison awoke slowly. She lay on a large bed in a small room. The inside of her mouth tasted vaguely metallic. She sat up, pulling a light blanket over her naked body. Why she was naked was low on her list of priorities.
“Hello?” Where was she? “Drex?” Where was he?
A shadow shifted in a chair beside the bed. “Hello, Madison.”
She relaxed back into the pillows. “There you are.”
Drex rose and moved to the bed. He sat on the edge, filling her nose with his exotic spice and clean male scent. “How are you feeling?”
She took a quick mental inventory of herself.
Nothing hurt or ached. She didn’t even feel hungry.
The only indication that something had happened to her was the weird taste in her mouth and her unusually smooth, soft, textured skin.
“I’m…amazing, actually. I feel very…clean.
” She peered up at him. His eyes glinted in the dark.
“I passed out on you. What happened after that?”
“I put you in a medi-tank. It restored your body.”
“Better than before, by the feel of it.” She stretched, reaching her arms up, not caring that the blanket dropped to her waist and exposed her breasts. “I could run a marathon. Your medi-tank sounds like a handy device.”
“It is.” He lifted one of her hands and held it in his large one. “And very much needed in places like this. People often arrive injured or ill from their adventures.”
“That’s a nice way of saying battles and fights.”
He shrugged. “Call it what you wish.”
She curled her fingers around his. The weight of him on the bed, the press of his hip against hers felt inordinately comforting. “Was anyone able to get to the outpost and retrieve those murdered guards?”
She couldn’t see his smile, but she could feel it. “You awaken in a strange place and one of the first things you do is to inquire about others,” he murmured. “Yes. Their bodies were recovered before the Sifters returned. They will be placed in their families’ tombs with the highest honors.”
“Good,” she said. “I was hoping we’d get them in time.”
His thumb slid over her knuckles. “I don’t know how I could have thought you had something to do with their deaths, even for a moment.”
“That wasn’t your finest moment.”
He snorted out a laugh. “It was not.”
“You are afraid of this.” She didn’t need to explain what “this” was. It had been there, simmering, since she arrived at his city.
“I am.” His voice was raw.
It was an admission she wasn’t expecting to hear him make. She could tell by the nerves in his voice that it wasn’t something he was ready to discuss. “Are we still at the trading post?” she asked.
“We are, until the morning.” He sounded relieved at the shift of topic. “My brother will be taking us to Tagja City if the Urtass hasn’t yet cleared out of Exir City.”
“So we have all night to wait.”
He slid a hand up her arm. “We do.”
She leaned forward. The tips of her nipples brushed his bare chest.
Her lips found his. She kissed him slowly. He matched the pressure of her mouth, the tease of her tongue, the nip of her teeth. Her hard nipples scraped over his chest and she felt a tremble go through him.
Madison smiled against his lips. A slick warmth moistened her pussy.
The last time they had sex, there had been a part of her mind that was cautious.
Remnants of her past had put her on guard through part of their previous encounter.
The courage it had taken her to go through with the selection process to be chosen as a Virilian’s mistress and all that came since had shown her an inner strength.
Here she was, on an alien planet at the mercy of an alien king, and she had never felt more powerful in her life.
With a purr, she placed her hands on his thighs.
He wore loose-fitting pants in a soft material, for sleep, she assumed.
If he thought sleep would be happening tonight, he was mistaken.
Her hands moved upwards. He sucked in a breath when her fingers closed around his shaft.
He was already hard for her and straining the front of his pants.
The heat of him surprised her as she squeezed his cock, stroking him from base to tip.
He released a harsh breath and leaned toward her.
She felt his fast breath on her shoulder as she worked him, feeling the pleasure ripple through him.
His teeth scraped the skin at the base of her neck.
His eyeteeth were sharper than a human’s, and they left a trail of delicious stings along her collarbone, followed by the sweep of his tongue.
Madison made him shift so she could pull off his pants, and she touched silky skin on steel.
She lowered her head and slid her tongue along his length.
She cupped his balls and took the head of him into her mouth.
He let out a strangled moan and she reveled in the shuddering arousal rolling through him.
She scraped her own teeth over his sensitive skin, toying with him, sending him to the brink, then dialing it back while he gasped for breath.
Finally, he wrenched her off him with a strangled, “Enough! You’re driving me mad.
” He took her mouth in a kiss. This time, there was no holding back.
He plunged into her mouth, demanding and urgent.
His hands came up to cup her breasts, squeezing gently.
Her pussy was now thoroughly wet and swollen and ready to be filled. She tingled with need.
His firm hands shifted up to her shoulders and pressed her back down into the bed. “Tell me to go, Madison,” he ground out. “Tell me you do not want this, and I will leave.”
“I want this and so do you,” she breathed. “I want you.” So much. It was liberating to want, to indulge, to explore, without strange power dynamics or mind games.
Drex took control. He slid his ridged tail between her legs and between the folds of her sex.
It moved sensually against her aching core.
With relentless strokes, he flossed her pussy while his hands moved over her breasts, her hips, her clit.
He spread her ass cheeks and drove his tail deeper.
The adjustment gave him deeper access. He used it to slide his tail over the most intimate parts of her.
Those light ridges lit up sensual nerves she hadn’t even known existed.
It didn’t take long for her pussy to clench over his tail.
The orgasm took hold of her like the crash of a wave.
Delicious sensations rolled through her body, tightening her muscles and wresting a moan from her lips.
Her sex clamped on his tail, pulsing on it, and drenching it with her moisture.
But even then, she knew there was greater pleasure to be had.
Her nostrils flared at the scents of their combined arousal. “Come inside me, Drex,” she ground out. “Now.”
His lips curled against her mouth. “As you wish.” The tail and its maddening stimulation disappeared and something blunt and solid pushed against her sex.
She spread her legs wide. His hips pressed to her thighs.
His full, heavy balls brushed her ass. His scent filled her senses again.
His unique earthy, spicy scent made her think of quiet strength and a river of vulnerability below deep waters.
He was overwhelmingly masculine, with a quiet possession that turned her bones to mush and made her hungry for him.
His cock pushed inside her pussy, which would need to stretch quite a bit to accommodate his size.
They had done this before. She knew exactly how well he fit inside her and she knew how much pleasure he brought her.
Madison closed her eyes as the rest of him slid inside.
The tight fit of him lit up every nerve. “Mmmm,” she moaned as he began to move.
Each roll of his hips built friction, sensation, need.
There was nothing hesitant about Drex. He plunged into her with sensual precision, deeply, filling her like she’d never been filled before.
He was rapidly becoming a king of her body as much as he was a king of his city.
He commanded both with quiet dominance and utter confidence.
With each thrust, he found sensitive areas, tumbling her toward sweet oblivion.
Words that had no translation fell from his lips. They were curses or prayers or perhaps a combination of the two and they landed on her ears like hot, dirty poetry. Brilliant blue eyes blazed down on her as his hips pounded ever harder, ever faster.
She closed her eyes and turned her face to the side. A large hand cupped her chin and turned her face to his. “Look at me when I make you come.” His voice was gravel on silk and offered no room for discussion.
Madison obeyed, more turned on than she had ever been in her life.
She met his glittering gaze as his thrusts turned relentless.
He ground his hips into hers as a sheen of exertion gleamed on his skin.
Her hands flattened on his chest to feel the pounding heart beneath.
He bared his teeth, showing a flash of white in the dark room.
Ah, she shivered at the build of glorious pleasure. It rose in her like a current, overflowing its banks and flooding her with a sensual ache. Pleasure began to sweep her under, stealing her breath and tightening every muscle.
His fingers still held her jaw. “Do not look away.”
Madison couldn’t look away if she tried. His intense gaze held her riveted in place as his body pummeled hers. Her back arched off the bed with the force of the orgasm ripping through her.
She bucked, meeting his thrusts and sobbing out his name.
God, this shouldn’t feel so good. She locked her legs around his hips and urged him on.
She was there, balanced on the edge of sanity.
He gave a great, powerful thrust deep inside her and stars exploded behind her eyes.
Her body shattered in orgasm. She gasped in a ragged breath.
She couldn’t move, other than to strain against him, to pulse and throb and vibrate with pleasure.
She felt him tense up. Every muscle bunched, ready for release.
In the dim light, his expression looked ferocious with raw hunger.
She held on to him, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him down to her.
He buried his face in her neck and came inside her, groaning out her name, shuddering as his seed flooded her pussy.
Madison had never felt so utterly filled in every way.
Her pussy throbbed with the pleasure thrumming through her body. Her mind was blank and chaotic and reduced to primal elements. A single thought threaded through all of this: This male was made for me.
But was he? Physically, hell yes, they were compatible, but they hadn’t discussed anything else. Despite his affection, Drex still kept an emotional distance from her. Madison didn’t expect him to fall in love with her, but she was ready to make a new life on Virilia.
She wanted to stay and hated how much that depended on whether Drex would allow it.
If they kept doing this, she was likely to become pregnant.
In that case, he couldn’t send her back, but she also didn’t want him to resent her.
Then again, maybe he would just ship her and the child to another part of the city.
She sighed, tired of all the unknowns that came with being attached to this tight-lipped, emotionally closed-off male.
Madison didn’t resist as Drex rolled off of her and gathered her to his side.
His big, warm body felt so good against hers.
One day, however, they would have to talk about things.
Lately, they’d been too distracted by the issue of survival to discuss anything at all.
Dumb, annoying survival issues. The thought made her giggle to herself.
“What is funny?” he rumbled.
“Absolutely nothing,” she replied. “We’ve been through so much in the past day, and yet I have never felt so amazing.”
He grunted. “That is the result of the medi-tank. Its purpose is to rejuvenate its occupant.”
She tilted her head to prop her chin on his chest. “It’s also the result of you.”
He raised one dark eyebrow. “Yes, my abominable treatment of you at the outpost was inspiring.”
She playfully smacked his rippled abs. “I’m not talking about that.”
“What are you talking about?” A wary look was in his eyes, as though he was bracing himself for something.
“We’ve been getting along. Apart from what happened at the outpost, that is.” She smiled at him. “It’s nice. You’re nice.”
He grunted again and turned his face to the ceiling. “That’s the exhaustion talking.”
She cupped his cheek and turned his face back to hers. “Look at me when I compliment you.”
A gleam entered his eyes and he rolled over, sweeping her beneath him. “We’ll see how nice I am…” he laved his tongue over a nipple, making her gasp, “when you are coming so hard, you are begging me to stop.”
“I can’t imagine ever begging you to stop.” She hadn’t meant it to come out quite so sincerely. The words made both of them pause, as there was something in there that was too heavy for either of them to wield at the moment. “And I don’t beg,” she added, to diffuse the surprise tension.
Drex drew in a harsh breath. His gaze was complicated as he lowered his head and drew her mouth into a deep kiss. He pulled back just enough to say, “Oh, I will make you beg,” and again dragged her down into the deep sensual haze where only he could take her.