CHAPTER NINE
Zade
Zade jerked at the feel of her mouth on his, then held himself perfectly still. His body warred with his mind, which warred with his instincts. He wanted her with a desperation that he had never known before, but the collar on his neck kept his body from reacting.
Nothing in his life had ever felt so unnatural.
All Zade wanted to do was rip the eniband off and mate with her like the primal thing he essentially was.
His needs were not civilized. He would take her like an animal, then drag her back to his quarters and take her again.
In the early stages of the bond, that was expected, along with a period of general ineffectiveness.
He had explained these things to many Baylans.
Explaining them to himself, however, was infinitely harder.
A shudder racked through him as he returned her kiss. He bent over her, wrapping his arms around her and pressing her against his body—a body that was not permitted to harden for her.
His head swam as he took in her scent, her warmth, the moan that slid from her lips.
She was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted, the most precious thing he had ever held.
Even with the eniband, need pulsed through his veins.
A distant voice in his mind called out that he had to tell her that they were biological mates, but it was drowned out by a moan of his own and the scrape of her teeth over his bottom lip.
Her tongue touched his, tentatively at first, then boldly, and Zade was helpless to it.
He sank into the hot cave of her mouth, imagining his cock being sucked and lapped and milked until he came.
He wanted to feel her tongue on him, sliding up and down his length.
His hands moved down to cup her ass. Stars, what firm, succulent handfuls.
He lifted her, spreading her thighs and pussy and hitching her hips around his.
Her arousal was a spicy scent to his nostrils.
His balls tightened despite the eniband’s efforts.
Hitching her up higher with one arm, he slid his other hand back, between the cleft in her ass, to the pussy that felt full and swollen and hot to his touch. Ash pulled her mouth from his to throw her head back on a gasp. She rocked against him, pressing her mound into his fingers.
Her wetness soaked through the thin fabric of her jumpsuit.
The garments were designed to be easily taken off and on, and Zade easily found the seam at the back.
With a flick of his fingers, the fabric parted and his fingers touched the silk of her flesh.
He felt her shiver. A sharp breath hissed from her lips as his hand explored her back, her bottom, before finding its way back to her soft, wet folds.
Stars, she was perfect. Her pussy was swollen and hot and quivered when he slipped a finger through her slit and pushed inside.
He was immediately enveloped by a heat so tight, he fought the urge to growl.
The eniband was fast becoming a thing of loathing, but he feared he would lose control without it.
Also, despite the privacy of the weki trees they were in, it was not the place for a full-on mating.
When mates came together for the first time, they needed space of their own so their bellows and cries were not overheard by others and mistaken for pain.
It had happened more than once. Despite the technological advantage Baylans had over many species, they still had the instincts and drives of their primitive ancestors.
They would not be fornicating at the present, but Zade could not leave her in this state. Nor did he want to. He removed his fingers from her and she let out a mewling sound.
“Please, Zade,” she moaned breathily. With a quick nip to her ear, he shifted her around so her back was to his front.
He locked one arm around her and slid the other down the front of her jumpsuit.
It was easy to open the seam in front and find her waiting, wanting pussy.
This time, he was in a better position to pleasure her.
He instinctively knew what she wanted. Following the racing of her heart and the hitching of her breath, he learned how she wanted to be touched.
He could feel her pussy swell and tighten on his fingers as she neared orgasm.
Zade buried his nose in his mate’s hair and breathed deep.
He ground his teeth together as her body went taut, tense, and ready to come.
And then, it was upon her. Her body arched away from his.
Her head tilted back, pressing against his chest. Her mouth opened in ecstasy and her eyes squeezed shut as the first shudder rolled through her.
His fingers rolled in a relentless rhythm in and out of her pulsing pussy, with his palm grinding against her throbbing clit. Her juices made his hand slick.
She pulled in a deep breath and Zade leaned down, closing his mouth over hers and swallowing her moan of bliss.
Her hips pumped against his palm and the only thing Zade wanted to do was bury himself inside that hot heat and fill her with his seed.
He wanted it so bad he had to gnash his teeth together to keep from snarling out his fury at the eniband.
Instead, he caught her beneath the knees and knelt down, cradling her against his chest as she pulled in deep breaths. She looked up at him, a bashful flutter of lashes against a flushed cheek.
“Are you…okay?” she asked.
He nodded, offering a faint smile. It was all he could manage. He was a mess of need and frustration.
A frown puckered her brow. “Did you…” She looked down, toward his crotch, which was still maddeningly soft, thanks to the drugs pumping into his system.
“No,” he said curtly.
Her frown deepened, as did her flush. She shifted in his arms and reached a hand to his groin before he could shift her away. Her hand landed on soft flesh and her eyes flared wide.
“What—?” she started, then scrambled off his lap, facing him with both of them on their knees. Her gaze moved from his crotch to his face, suspicion and uncertainty flickered in her eyes. “Didn’t you…feel anything?”
“Of course, I did,” he rasped.
“But you…” She trailed off as embarrassed horror slid over her features.
“Oh God, are you not attracted to women? I just totally came on to you, not even thinking that you may be gay.” She turned away, hands over her face.
“I’m… I don’t even know how to start apologizing.
Wait a minute.” She spun on him, finger pointed.
“No. You could have said something. You could have stopped me, told me, but instead you kissed and touched me, and finger-fucked me until I saw stars.” Her eyes narrowed to dangerous gold slits. “What is your deal?”
Zade’s mind was a chaotic thunder of his own pounding heart and a battle of body versus instinct.
It took him a moment to process her words, but even then, he could barely scrape together a reply.
“I did not want to confuse things for you,” was all he managed, and even as he uttered the words, he knew they were the wrong ones.
“The only thing I’m confused by right now is you,” she said, wiping an eye with a shaky hand.
“This was a horrible mistake. I should never have…” She got to her feet and turned abruptly, ready to run.
Zade got up fast, knowing what would happen next.
She had forgotten the limits of her new leg and was about to fall flat on her face.
He grabbed her before she hit the ground and jerked her back against his body. Where she belonged. “It was not a mistake,” he growled in her ear. “Your feelings are natural and normal because—”
“Because humans are so pathetic they’re supposed to fall at the feet of any Baylan male who pays attention to them?” she cut in. Her voice was acetic, but her cheeks were flaming red. His female was humiliated, but for no reason.
“No.” He tightened his grip, locking her arms around her upper body to stifle her squirming. “Because I am your biological mate.”