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Stacey cried out, her arms and legs closing around him as his ruffled frillum brushed against the surrounding area of her sex, his frillum’s petals vibrating against her own silky folds and nub as he pressed deep. She clung to him, moaning with his every downstroke that rubbed his frillum against her, and arching into it as their bodies rocked together in a primitive tempo. There was no measured pace, no gentle claiming. There was nothing but the raw desire between them as their bodies parted and came together over and over again, their movements becoming quicker and more frenzied as they panted and moaned together. Bracing one hand on the table beside her, he gripped her hip with the other, encouraging the rock of her hips and holding her in place for breeding. It was the height of pleasure, but he lifted her bottom, keeping in place with the flat of his broad hand, opening her further to him as he buried his length in her over and over.
Her cries grew louder and closer together as they filled his ears, her sex rippling and clutching around him as he brought her to ecstasy a second and a third time. Each time, his eyes rolled back at the exquisite tight squeeze around his shaft as he continued to work himself in and out of it, his own raging need winding tighter through him. It was a living fire and coiling pressure that took root in his lower back and belly and vibrated with exquisite pleasure with every slap of sac against her ass and the blunt brush of his cock’s head within her depths.
It made him ravenous. It made him need more until he was bracing over her, rutting into her fiercely. His cock began to spew his seed—the first seeding—as his hips shuttled back and forth as her body rose desperately to meet his every thrust as the tension rippled through him and drew tauter.
It was Stacey’s fifth cry of culmination and her cunt tightening in a rippling fist that sent him tipping over the edge. His roar bursting from his throat, his cock jerked and pumped stream after stream into her depths as she clutched tightly around him. The urge to bite her, mark her, and send her even higher rode him hard. Unable to keep from biting something, he turned his head and sank his teeth into his own arm, injecting himself with his own aphrodisiac venom. His hips snapped hard as he fucked her in a rapid, driving spurt until his sweet venom caused him to burst within her again as he climaxed so hard that his back bowed with the pressure of it.
His seed long started to overflow her tight sheath and so it was of no surprise when he felt the splash of their mingled fluids. If anything, it stirred his desire a second and a third time as he took her again and again on the table. By the time that he forced himself to separate from her, they were both slick and scenting heavily of each other. Varik drew in their mingled scent with relish and cursed violently as he pushed away from her.
Stacey slowly sat up, her eyes following him. “What’s wrong?”
“This,” he growled, gesturing between them. “It should not have gotten this far. I need to clean your scent off me and make certain that you don’t carry a trace of my scent.”
“Oh,” she murmured, looking between them for a moment. “Yes, of course. You’re right.”
He should have been satisfied. She gave no argument and held still, submitting herself to a thorough cleansing that was necessary for both of their safety. It should have—but it did not. And he tried to pretend that he did not notice that she did not beg him to steal her away so that they would not be parted, his heart aching more with every second that passed and the gradually stripping of his scent from her body.
One glorious moment between them had reduced quickly to ashes and he could not say that he was surprised when Stacey finally dressed and left the command room as quickly and silently as possibly once he unlocked it.
He watched her leave, not daring to follow her, not even to make sure that she got back to her deck safely. And once she was gone, he returned to the conference table and cleaned it and the floor around it thoroughly before turning his attention to his own state. His stomach rebelled as he slid the cleansing wipes over him, his heart breaking a little more as every trace of her scent was stripped over him. When he finally finished, he felt numb and empty but once more in control of himself. Part of him was still grieving but his jaw tightened as he pushed the tremulous emotion to the back of his mind. It had been necessary. He could not claim her, even if she wanted him to. Neither of them was free nor he could not say for any certainty that she even truly wanted that.
Dressing once more, he sank into his chair and cupped his head in one hand as he attempted to wrestle his control back into place. He did not even look up when the doors opened or bother to more than growl when his friend made a gagging sound.
“By the gods, how thoroughly did you breed that little female? The pheromones are so thick I’m surprised that they aren’t filling the rest of the ship. Can she even walk?”
“I assure you, she can walk just fine,” Varik bit out. “She walked right out of this room just a short time ago.”
Silence hung heavily between them for several heartbeats and Jornesh cleared his throat. “Are you going to be well, my friend?”
Straightening, Varik sighed. “Of course. We both understood that this could only be for this single night that we were both free. And we are free no longer.”
“But you will be again soon enough,” his friend encouraged. “Kaidava offers many distractions and delights, after all. Enough to guarantee another moment of freedom.”
Varik nodded grimly.
“We will be.” And gods help her because he did not know if he would have the strength to let her go.
ChapterTen
Resort Efkalad was a logistics nightmare just as Varik knew it would be. Not only were he and his team forced to surrender their weapons upon arrival planet-side, but the resort was crowded, the lobby and grounds filled with males and females of various species, not the least of which were the Kadesh. And more pointedly males… far too many males in general, many of whom eyed the human females with far too much interest. Despite his misgivings at leaving the ship so under protected, he was now glad that the prince had insisted on having their strongest and most fit warriors planet-side. Even his first officer, Jornesh was there to provide extra security detail.
And then there was Gaix, strutting obliviously as some useless, brightly feathered koriny. The avian species barely deigned to fly, preferring instead to flutter their wings in vibrant displays—some to attract females and others to challenge males—wherever they happened to claim their territory in every city and village on Lorgoon. They were nearly as much of a nuisance as the prince, except that Gaix drew three times the attention. It was a miracle that they were able to make their way to the prince’s private suite without incident.
Varik stoically stood off to the side in the suite’s common room, his expression flat as the other security officers followed with the luggage. Chests full of clothing and jewels, some of them large enough to require to men to carry it between them, flowed into the room and deposited where Athdar instructed. Gaix settled onto a thickly upholstered lounging bench with several of his mates, a lazy smile curling his lips as his gaze turned toward Varik.
“There is an attached suite for the security officers. While I require two males in our rooms with us at all times keeping guard while we are in suite, the rest of you may make use of your own quarters as you like. Just remember to log the expenses and keep within the permitted allowance.”
The “allowance” was pitiful, and nearly three-quarters the usual amount for most dispatches that they were sent on. But then, the Regent Empress was far more reasonable than the royal males had ever been. The emperor, before his death, had been intolerable at the best of times with his ceaseless demands with little compensation. While the Regent Empress reversed many of his policies following his death, it was nowhere near enough, and it seemed that Prince Gaix was now following in his father’s footsteps.
“Understood, Shining Star,” he replied, bending in a brief bow.
His head respectfully lowered, his eyes sought out and found his blossom. The corner of his mouth curled faintly. Although she sat with several other females, her lashes fluttered and lowered just enough to shield her gaze as she glanced in his direction and met his eyes. The electric heat between them flared so that longing burned brighter within his belly. It was only for a heartbeat and single breath before he tore his gaze away and straightened, but it was enough to make him ache for her.
Turning to two of his officers, he gestured for them to remain as he took the remaining security team to the smaller suite that evidently had been made to house the servants of visiting nobility occupying the Royal Suite. The central room was just big enough to fit two lounging benches with enough space to fit them all if they sat crammed closely together and had three doors that opened into narrow rooms that boasted stacked bunks for four adults roughly of Lorgor size.
Making a sound of acknowledgement, Varik took one last glance around the bunk and returned to the common room. His officers glanced over at him on his return but continued to work with quick, practiced movements. Their practice had clearly paid off as they nearly had all of the security equipment put together within that short time. He gave it a quick look over as the final parts were assembled and nodded approvingly.
“With this we will know if this door opens so much as a crack,” Jornesh said smugly.
