Chapter Eleven

Lian’s eyes widened and her lips parted as if she was about to speak. But then she shook her head and said, “Just shut up and kiss me.”

The command lacked her usual bite.

If she was feeling half the intense flood of emotion as Nuar, he understood the change in her demeanor. This was the beginning of the rest of their lives.

“That’s not what I have planned next,” he said.

“Oh?”

Her cheeks were bright red, the flush spreading down her neck and dusting the tops of her breasts. A perfect place to start.

He lifted them in his hands, kneading their softness. He brought one to his mouth and sucked her nipple hard enough to make her gasp.

“Okay, that works for me,” she said.

Chuckling, he turned his attention to the other and did the same.

Lian’s breath quickened as she clenched her thighs together. But he wanted to be the sole source of her pleasure. He pushed his thigh between hers, spreading her legs apart. She let out a frustrated grunt, bringing a smile to his lips.

Lips…

Remembering what she’d done to him with her mouth, he decided to truly balance the scales. He dropped to his knees before her, then lifted her legs and hooked them around the back of his neck. He raised himself up a bit, making sure she was comfortable as she was suspended above him, the wristbands’ anti-gravity function working perfectly.

When he had her where he wanted her, he buried his mouth in the soft folds between her legs, uncurling his tongue to lap at her core.

“Nuar…” she gasped.

He could feel her pulling against the wristbands, her hips bucked against his face. An excellent start.

He pulled her clitoris between his lips, then swirled his tongue over it. Again, she gasped, her hips gyrating against him.

She had used her hands as well. He dragged a knuckle along her slit, gathering her wetness. When he reached her core, he slid two fingers in, deep.

“Nuar…”

Stars, how it hit him when she said his name. His primary cock ached with the need to be buried deep inside of her. The secondary had already recovered, and was waiting to fill her as well.

But first, he needed to see to this pleasure for her.

“You feel it, don’t you?” he asked, looking up at her. “The pull to me. The bond.”

Her lips parted as she nearly panted with need. “Of course I do.”

“You want this? Want me?” He moved his fingers in and out.

Her eyes rolled shut and she arched her back. “Yes.”

“All of me,” he said, then swirled his tongue over her clitoris.

She let out a plaintive groan. “All of you. Everything.”

“Forever,” he said.

“Absolutely.”

His hearts pounded in his chest. She would be his. They would belong to each other for all eternity.

Once their bond was established, there would be no denying that she was his soulmate—that other Cygnians could find their mates on Earth. The queen and king would have to recognize the alliance Kral was trying to form. Lian’s homeworld and her people would be protected.

He clenched her ass and pressed her harder against him as he brought his lips to her most intimate place once more, increasing the speed of his fingers within her. She matched his movements, grinding against him, letting out little whimpers of need.

Her body froze, and then her hips bucked in a flurry of movement. He felt her pulsing around his fingers, her heels digging into his back on either side of his spines as she cried out.

He matched her pace, his spines taut, his body nearly on fire with the need to bury himself inside her and link their souls forever. Finally, she relaxed, dangling from the wristbands and his shoulders with a contented smile on her face.

But Nuar was far from contented.

He stood, lifting her legs from around his neck and bringing them to his waist instead. She roused a bit, hooking her ankles together behind his back.

He lined up his smaller, secondary dick at her core, pressing the primary to his stomach so that it would rub against her clitoris as he moved. With a swift stroke, he buried himself deep within her.

Pleasure rocketed through him, more intense than anything he’d ever felt before. And this wasn’t even their bonding union.

Lian cried out again, arching her back. Her breasts pressed against his chest. He could feel her core start to throb around his cock.

Such softness… And she was so wet and tight.

“Nuar…”

There was no mistaking the pleading note to her voice.

He claimed her mouth, plundering her softness with his tongue as he thrust into her, again and again, pushing her fully into the climax and keeping her there for as long as he could. Only when she finally began to relax did he slow his pace and release her lips.

She let out a groan as she pulled against the wristbands. “I want to touch you.”

He was glad her eyes were closed so that she couldn’t see his grin of triumph. He placed his lips against her neck and hummed the note that would deactivate the anti-gravity field and release her, taking her slight weight easily and holding her against him.

She had made that nest of blankets, and he intended to make good use of it. He dropped to his knees, then pressed her onto her back in the pile of soft fabric.

She kept her legs tight against his waist and stretched her arms around him to trace his spines. Her touch sent shivers through his entire body.

Her core was still tight around him, the pulsing subsiding. He would have to do something about that.

Slowly, he pulled himself nearly from her, then thrust back in. She let out a soft sound and smiled, her eyes still shut.

“Wow, we really could do this forever,” she said.

Nuar pressed his lips against the sensitive skin beneath her ear and whispered, “You have no idea.”

She actually laughed. The sound vibrated out through her chest and into his.

Then she looked up at him and smiled.

Connected as they were, Nuar felt it thrum through his chest, lighting his hearts. Tendrils of the energy within him were uncoiling and reaching for her. And with that smile, he felt the energy latent within her reach for him as well.

He increased his pace, holding her gaze as he thrust into her again and again. Her smile faded as pleasure took hold of her once more.

She angled her hips to meet each stroke, taking everything he had to give, demanding he give her all that he was. The friction and heat was too much for him to hold on any longer.

His cock pulsed along with her core, coaxed into his own climax as he pounded into her. His primary cock began to throb as well, begging for its turn.

The moment his secondary cock began to soften, he lined up his primary and buried himself as deep as he could within her.

Lian gasped, her eyes flashing open in surprise. But then they clenched shut, her head thrown back as she cried out again.

Nuar didn’t stop, didn’t slow his pace as he kept pounding into her, the pull of her core spurring him on, the strength of her grip on his back, her heels digging into him as she kept him as close as she could, the incredible tightness of her sheath making his nerves scream in ecstasy with each stroke.

His hearts were pounding. He could feel her answering beat.

The energy held tight in his chest opened and poured into her as the climax hit him, his vision filling with light. He felt her within him, her energy merging with his.

Her core clenched around him, pulling forth his seed, meeting the pulse of his shaft as he kept on his near-frenzied movements.

She called out his name as he cried out, “Soulmate,” in answer.

His vision began to clear. He slowed his thrusts, but couldn’t quite keep himself from moving within her.

He wanted this connection, physical, mental, emotional—the connection of their souls—to last for eternity.

He kissed the side of her neck, still moving, wishing his secondary cock would harden faster so that he could bring them both to that edge again and push them over it. He settled for holding himself as deep within her as he could, trying to be patient.

Lian ran her hands up and down his back on either side of his spine. She let out another of those contented breaths, but then suddenly stiffened.

“Wait, a minute,” she said. “What did you call me?”