So, this is what we have sworn off. I now understand it fully. It is an uncontrollable need, cosmic in power and all-consuming. Because if a single being tried to pull me from her in this instant, I would tear them apart. I believe I’d be capable of tearing that hypothetical enemy apart and then returning to her cunt still hot from the kill.

The sweetest reward for my insanity is the whimpering female beneath me, wanting it so badly that her pelvic muscles pulse up, begging me to sink inside her. I have restricted all her free movement, and still she bucks herself against me.

“Yes,” I tell her. “This wet cunt is mine.”

I remove one hand from her wrists and guide the tip of my cock against her slit. She tenses up, mouth falling open as I press into her slowly.

“Mmnf,” she groans in ecstasy, though I am only partway inside her.

I cover her neck with my mouth and bite gently as I thrust all the way in. Her cunt is so tight and warm. I stay that way for a moment, licking the column of her tender skin and basking in this feeling. Great Ka, I could not have imagined a more perfect feeling in the wildest of my dreams.

The need to move runs through me. I pull out and thrust in. Pull out and thrust. She squeezes me like a vise and cries out. She enjoys the feeling; I can see it in her pink flushed face. She wants more. I begin to slam into her wildly, drawing higher and higher cries from her. The sounds of her gushing cunt and our slapping bodies wraps around my mind, lulling me into rhythm. The faster I fuck her, the more her breasts heave, and the louder she screams. The brutality of it only feeds the feeling that I own her in this moment. I have taken her and she yields to me with her delicious responses.

I shift my body, releasing her arms. They flop to the side as though she cannot feel them at all. I tilt her ass, tugging her legs up against my chest in a desperate attempt to somehow get deeper inside her.

“Oooh,” she trills once I’ve trussed her legs up against my front. When I start to thrust her in this new position, her eyes roll up in her head. “Yes, yes, fuck me…”

I watch her climb toward her peak once again as I pump her like this. As she edges toward it, I fuck her harder and faster, needing to see her face paralyzed with pleasure. I need to see her come, and I need to know how it will feel to have her do so when I am inside her. With a succession of quick, deep strokes she is pushed over the edge. Her cunt pulses around me, clenching me for a fleeting moment of ever more intense pressure. Her head lolls to the side as she shivers through it, moaning incoherently.

I have been building and building all the while, and I know when I see her come that I will not last much longer. Once she has relaxed and moved past the height of her orgasm, I let down her legs. They quiver and glisten with sweat.

I need to look in her eyes when I spend my seed in her. I pull her from her reverie by grasping her face in my hand.

“Ella,” I demand her attention, and her wild blue eyes swivel to meet my gaze. “Watch me when I claim you.”

She nods and does as I say while I thrust her hard. We watch each other as I groan, keening towards my pleasure. Still clutching her around the jaw, I finally let go. With a few furious pumps into her cunt, I explode. I empty myself inside her, blinded by the spike of satisfaction.

I collapse against her but try not to rest all my weight on her small body. For a minute, only the sound of our breathing fills the room. I roll to the side, instinctively turning her body with me so as not to leave the warmth of being inside her just yet.

My savage-self fades away, leaving only Kila… exhausted and pleased beyond measure. “Ella,” I sigh out, searching for words. Part of me yearns to apologize. Part of me yearns to beg her for words of commitment. Perhaps I can drag them from her while I have her dazed by the afterglow. There is a desire in me to hear her pledge to be mine again now that we have crossed out of that simple universe in which we are breeding mates. How could I have imagined that letting go of this would be a possibility? How can I ever consider allowing my suppressor to be fixed again?

“Shhh,” she hushes me, burying her face in the crook of my shoulder. “Let’s just be here for a while longer.”

I smile, recalling for a moment that I once called her feeble-minded. Ludicrous. Wiser words have never been spoken. At her directive, I will cling to this temporary paradise for as long as I can. With my cock still inside her, it feels as though she is truly mine. I settle my arms over her small form and close my eyes for a while.

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Chapter 15

ELLA

Shit. Fuck. Damn.

I just got fucked within an inch of losing my mind. The soft joy that followed our lovemaking disappears when my eyes snap open. The light is shining bright through the window.

He sleeps like an angel, again wearing that half-smile. We’re splayed on top of the sheets, naked limbs entwined. My phone is buzzing angrily from the top of my dresser. I untangle myself from his arms, and he stirs.

“Shhh, stay right there, baby,” I whisper to him.

He does what I tell him, not even fully opening his eyes. I get the feeling his system was running on high alert, possibly as a result of his whack-o hormones. Now, his body got what it needed, and its down for the count. I sneak out and answer my buzzing phone when I’m far from the bedroom door.

“Hullo?” My voice is creaky, probably from all the screaming.

“ELLA!” Jen Marsden is screeching in my ear like a banshee. “TELL ME WHY I’M CALLING YOU ON A SUNDAY, WHY DON’T YOU?”

“Ummm, I’m harboring a criminal?” My eyes dart to my bedroom door.

“You disregarded a direct order. I told you that you need to defer to Pakka when it comes to Kila’s … situation.”

I debate whether I should tell her just where his situation has been recently. I respect Jen and have even wondered whether we would be good friends in a world where she wasn’t a workaholic with no time to grab happy hour drinks.

“Look, Jen, I’m sorry but what was I supposed to do? The guy followed me here. He’s the alien planet equivalent of a Navy Seal, I mean jeez. Besides, we updated Pakka.”

“Yeah, and he’s up my asshole. Via text anyways. The man has no chill. He has his whole crew quarantined in their apartment like encountering a woman will cause a terminal disease. I had Hassan set up a comm link in their building, which wasn’t a freaking picnic to arrange, mind you. We can’t get a hold of any Kar’Kali links. It’s radio silence. So I had to contact the Alliance network, and they freaked out. Said there’s absolutely no reason the Kar’Kal lines should be down. They told me a probe is being jettisoned from the nearest outpost to investigate. This could mean there’s been a major Sector 5 setback.”

“Wouldn’t that hypothetically be classified information?” I remind her in my sweetest tone of voice.

“Hypothetically, I’d like to classify your ass straight into the sun. Tell it to me straight. Did you hit that?”

“Are you asking me as my boss?”

“I’m asking you as a simple woman, who needs a little hot gossip to take the edge off an all-nighter,” she says. I can hear some clinking on her end, and I would bet anything she’s pouring a noon o’clock cocktail. “You know, I haven’t left the office since meeting the Alliance investigators here yesterday afternoon.”

“We… may have… broken some Kar’Kali laws,” I slowly say. “But that is most definitely classified information. If he has an opportunity to fix things, he may very well do that. And if that’s what he wants, I don’t want anything to stand in his way.”