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I lifted her just enough to align the head of my cock with her opening before lowering her onto me. Her warmth engulfed me, the ridges of her inner walls greeting me with their now familiar squeezing and stroking.
“Ravena, you feel so fucking good,” I hissed against her throat as I started pumping up into her. “I’m addicted to you.”
“Mercy,” she whispered, rocking her pelvis in counterpoint to my movements. “Call me Mercy when you fuck me.”
What?
Pleasure made it hard for me to process her words.
“I can’t call you Mercy during sex,” I said, my words somewhat slurred as I picked up the pace. “It would sound like I’m begging you.”
Her laughter choked into a strangled moan as my thumb caressed the Veredian markings on her nape. “I can make you,” she panted.
“No, little bird, I don’t beg for mercy, nor do I grant any,” I said, slipping my arms behind her knees and holding her up as I rose to my feet. “Soon, you will be the one screaming my name.”
Ravena hung onto my shoulders, her arms not quite long enough to wrap around my neck as I pounded into her. By the time she fell apart in my arms and her inner walls had clamped down on my cock, making me roar my release, I’d cried out Mercy three times.
Chapter 12
Mercy
Eyes lingering on my mountain of a mate, I closed the clasp of my stiletto sandals, a tender smile stretching my lips. I still throbbed with the most delicious soreness as I walked up to him and took from his hand the comb he’d been untangling his wavy, black hair with. I took his hand and led him to the edge of the bed where I made him sit. Ravik spread his legs for me to stand between them, his palms settling on the back of my thighs.
He closed his eyes and sighed with contentment as I ran the comb through the silky length of his hair. His hands slid up to my back. Leaning forward, he pressed his lips to my stomach then rested his head against me.
I chuckled and caressed the back of his head. “I can’t comb your hair like that, silly man.”
Ravik’s arms tightened around me, and the mood in the room shifted.
“You bring me peace, Mercy,” Ravik whispered, his voice thick with emotion that made me weak in the knees. “You are my safe haven in the constant torment that rages around me. I do not deserve you, but I thank the Ancestors who brought you to me.”
My chest tightened at the rawness of the feelings seeping through me. Ravik saw himself as a monster. Sometimes, I wondered if his dedication to changing Braxia was driven more by the need to make amends than by deep conviction—not that it really mattered in the end.
Thoughts of my own dark past twisted my insides with shame. So many secrets and half-truths stood between us;mysecrets, some of which weren’t mine alone to reveal. When all of it came to the light of day, I feared the fallout.
Weaving my fingers through his hair, I pressed a kiss to the top of his head before resting my cheek on it.
“You more than deserve me, Ravik,” I said softly. “Do not idealize me. I have plenty of shameful secrets of my own.”
He snorted in disbelief. Pulling away from him, my eyes bore into his.
“Do you remember what I do for a living?” I asked, my eyes flicking between his.
“You’re a tech consultant,” Ravik said.
I smiled. “Not quite,” I said, my fingers playing with the small hairs on his temple. “I own a series of advanced technology research and development facilities. My customers are mainly the military, intergalactic prisons, and first responders. I do not sell weapons, only safety, defense systems, and rescue apparatus.”
“That sounds like commendable work,” Ravik said, his thumbs caressing my sides.
“Yes, but it didn’t start out that way.”
Ravik watched me in silence, waiting for me to continue. My index finger traced his thick lips while I worked up the courage to confess part of my secrets.
“My father held tens of thousands of Veredian females imprisoned in his compounds. He forced my Veredian Sisters to breed with Korletheans in order to create more of us and unlock new psi powers that he could use or sell.” Ravik nodded at my words, his gaze intense. I inhaled deeply then heaved a sigh. “Over the years, I created a lot of the technology that helped keep my Sisters and the Korletheans caged by dampening their powers with special gloves, bracelets, and necklaces.”
Ravik stiffened but kept his expression neutral. I released him and walked away a few steps. Hugging my midsection, I turned to look through the giant window which offered a breathtaking view of the open field sprawling beyond the clan fortress’ gates.
“Initially, I didn’t know my father intended to use it on the Veredians. I was a curious child and loved taking on technological challenges.” A shiver ran through me, and I absentmindedly rubbed my upper arms. “The day I found out, I lost my shit. My father and I had never had such a violent argument before. I refused to talk to him for over a month, feeling used and betrayed. Eventually, he brought Venya Solis to me, one of his Korlethean Oracle slaves.”
