His to Claim: A Sci-Fi Alien Romance - Taylor Vaughn Page 0,73
me if you were besieged with constant thoughts and even dreams of me while I was away. And you will tell me if before this…before my breaking of you, if you almost always felt happier when I was near.”
Her eyes widen. “Yes…that’s exactly how I feel…felt. How did you know?”
Despite her insistence on framing her feelings in the past tense, I answer, “Because those are my feelings for you, k’vani. I have never experienced emotions this deep, and before now, I had no explanation for them. But I understand now….”
I look up, my black gaze meeting her brown one. “I am in love with you, too.”
For many moments she says nothing. Only stares at me, her eyes nearly full circles, they are so wide.
But then she raises a hand to cover her mouth.
“Oh, D’Rek,” she says, her eyes once again expelling much water.
I do not understand her reaction, and irritation almost as strong as the rutting fever ripples my ridges as I say, “You will tell me why you are responding to my love of you in this manner.”
“Humans cry when we’re sad or angry…and sometimes when we are happy, too,” she answers.
Understanding begins to dawn, but I need confirmation of my conclusion. “You will tell me if these are happy tears.”
She nods, a wide smile lifting her lips. “Yes, they are happy tears, D’Rek. Really happy tears.”
Her answer fills me with joy, but when I attempt to smile it comes out a grimace. I can no longer ignore the burning hunger within my body. “K’vani, I need you or else I will be driven to madness. May I have your permission to fuck you?”
“No, you don’t,” she answers with a laughing shake of her head.
“You will tell me why not!” I say, gripping the covers tight to keep myself from mounting her without her consent.
I am a danger to her, yet she takes my face in her hands as if I’m the gentlest of pets. “Baby, I do not give you permission to fuck me because I want you to make love to me.”
“Make love…you will tell me what this confusing word pairing means.”
She crooks her head. “I can’t tell you. But I can show you.”
With that promise, she sits upon my lap and presses her breeding slit against my painfully erect diijo. I very nearly lose the battle with the rutting fever in that moment. To feel her wet heat, but not be able to thrust into it…it is the most excruciating torture.
Yet her voice sounds as calm as the palace garden pond as she explains, “Making love is like fucking but even better. It’s when two people feel deeply for one another. Not just a simple breeding act but a sharing of emotion.”
She laces her arms around my neck and falls back, drawing me even closer.
Letting out a hiss of relief, I grip her waist and prepare myself to enter her. But then comes another teasing laugh. “Easy, there is no hurry. Take it slow.”
I desperately want to please her, but… “I am not sure I am capable of this, k’vani. My need for you is too great.” I confess this while fighting the urge to slam her sweet hot down on to m diijo.
“Look into my eyes, my Kel.”
I still. For this is the first time she has used my title with the reverence that I am accustomed to.
And when I look into her eyes, the emotion I see there makes my hearts beats quicken. I am unsure of this sensation flowing through me, but it is not unpleasant.
“K’vani?” I wordlessly plea for permission to enter her.
“Make love to me, my Kel.”
“D’Rek.”
Now she stills beneath me. “Huh?”
“Say my name,” I command. “I miss the sound of it on your lips.”
And here it is again. The happy smile I dreamt of seeing so often while I was away. “Make love to me, D’Rek.”
It is all I need to finally enter her sweet hot. I drive so deep inside of her, I am not sure where she ends, and I begin.
Ki’Ra wraps her legs around my waist sucking me in even more than I thought possible. I can no longer hold still. I move slowly at first, finding my pace. As my movements become fluid, my k’vani makes the most appealing sounds in the back of her throat.
“Mmm, this feels so good. Kiss me,” she orders.
I lower my face and she cups the back of my head, meeting me halfway. As our lips merge. I begin to fully