The Alien's Revenge - Ella Maven Page 0,35

Night Kings would protect Merr-anda. A yellow-haired female who’d healed me as Merr-anda raged for the chains restraining me to be removed.

I was in the Night Kings compound, and while they allowed me in their walls, they didn’t trust me yet. I scratched my head, wishing I could remember what I’d done to be forced out. Exiled. Shunned.

Why couldn’t I remember?

“Drak?” Came a groggy voice from behind me.

I whirled around to see Merr-anda blinking at me. I rushed to her side, running my hands over her face. I’d requested the healer tend to her first, but I wanted to make sure myself her injuries were taken care of.

“I’m okay,” she said, and I marveled again at how amazing it was I could understand her. “Val is a good healer, and your medis is some powerful stuff. We don’t have anything like that on Earth.”

I nodded, not sure of all her words. Medis sounded familiar. Ah, that was what the healer had filled the needle with before she jabbed it into my shoulder. I glanced at the spot of the former injury, playing my fingers over the scales there that were good as new.

“Hey,” Miranda’s fingers brushed my jaw. Her gaze roamed my face, lingering on my throat scar before meeting my eyes. “Now that we can finally communicate, I have some questions, okay? I’ll try to make them yes or no.”

I nodded, urging her to go ahead.

She smiled. “When we first met, did you know your name?”

I shook my head, and she sucked in a breath. She licked her lips and swallowed. “Okay, that’s what I thought. You remembered that night you said your name on the roof, right?”

I nodded.

“Was that… the first memory you had in a while?”

I nodded again.

“When the Kulk called you a Drixonian, that made you remember something, didn’t it?”

I gestured around us to indicate I’d remembered I was a Night King.

“Okay so you remembered you were a part of this clavas.” She reached for me, her touch gentle but her words direct. “Do you remember why you were forced to leave?”

I shook my head. My skin felt too tight, and I forced down the agitation. I didn’t know. I didn’t know, and it pissed me the fleck off. What had happened? How dishonorable was I? When Merr-anda found out, would she send me away?

Her fingers combed through my hair. “Hey, hey, calm down. It’s okay.”

I forced myself to calm. I’d been panting with my fists clenched.

“I believe you, Drak. I believe that you don’t remember. And I also believe that whatever you did, you’re not that person anymore, okay?”

Wasn’t I? What if I was?

“Drak, it’s me. Merr-anda.” She pressed a kiss to my nose. My forehead. Each cheek. “Don’t worry about all of that yet. Right now, it’s just you and me. Just us.”

Just us. Like before. We didn’t have my hut or roof anymore, but that didn’t matter. We could pretend. She was my mate, and I was hers. No matter what this rotation held, or the next, or the one after, I’d always, always belong to her. My cora beat for her.

I kissed her, rolling us so she lay on her back, looking up at me with those deep brown eyes that comforted me like nothing before. Her hands smoothed down my arms, and her lips tilted up into that coy smile she always gave me before I took her. She liked my tongue and my cock, and I didn’t like a day to go by where I didn’t pleasure her with one. Both was better.

I kissed her, delving my tongue deep to taste her. She moaned and spread her legs, calves rising to press against my hips. I settled between them swiping her tongue with mine one last time before pulling back.

She stared up at me, her mouth wet from my attentions. “Drak,” she murmured.

I slid down her body, tugging off our clothes as I went. I hated them. When we’d been alone, we often went without in my hut. I loved seeing the way her large breasts swayed when she walked, and it’d been easy to slip my tongue between her legs whenever I wanted a taste of her.

When she was bared to me, I studied her sweet cunt with its dark curls. With my claws completely retracted, I spread her folds and slid my tongue from her entrance to her clit.

She arched her back and gripped my hair, tugging fiercely with a growly moan that made my cock ache every