Fantasy Warrior (12 page)

Pam pushed to a sitting position. His grin faded as she settled down over his entire length. She lifted a fraction, then came down and ground her hips over his groin. A sexy snarl rasped from his throat. It grew in volume as she worked his hard dick in and out. The sexy sounds he made increased her own arousal and she moved faster. He filled her completely, almost more than she could take.

Vaguely, she was aware that his hands roamed all over her body, touching and stroking. His intoxicating scent surrounded her. She moaned softly as he gently pinched and tugged her sensitive nipples. The slight pain sent a stimulating jolt straight to her core. Her clit tingled, poised to ignite every nerve. He seemed to know what she needed. He raked one of his hands down her stomach and dove his fingers straight to her mound. He found her swollen nub and circled the rough pad of his fingertip over the top, making it twitch until she was on the brink.

“Come on me,” he demanded. His deep sexy voice added to her pleasure.

No longer in control of her body, her back arched and her head fell back as she climaxed, shouting, “Oh yes. Kord!”

He didn’t give her a second to recover. In an instant, he’d flipped her over onto her stomach and came behind her. He gripped her hips and pulled up. He bumped her knees wide apart and settled between her open thighs. Pam gasped in surprise as the broad tip of his cock slid into her pussy. With a quick thrust of his hips, he sank in all the way. The new angle seemed to feel tighter, and her vaginal walls protested. She tensed and whimpered, anticipating the pain to hit as he fucked her doggy style. He froze.

“I won’t…hurt you…Pam,” he said between panting breaths. “Do you want to stop?”

From the sound of his voice, she could tell he certainly wanted to keep going. He was excited, way over the top. “You’re big, Kord. Just go slow. I want you.” She buried her face in the mattress and tried to relax.

Kord froze. Pam guessed he gave her some time to adjust. To her surprise, he curled his massive body over until she felt his hot breath next to her ear. Warmth radiated from his chest and abdomen, melting away her tension. One of his hands left her hip. He reached around and cupped her mound. A probing finger found her clit and he rubbed it slowly, gently, until her hips rocked in response. A gush of lubricating moisture bathed his cock as he continued to stimulate her.

He nuzzled her neck, trailing hot kisses down over her shoulder. She moaned when he pulled his hips away and slowly thrust forward. There was no pain, only pleasure as his huge cock stroked deep inside her.

“Yes, Kord. So good.” He felt absolutely perfect, just right.

Gradually, he picked up speed, pumping and grinding his hips against her as his finger drove her crazy. In no time, she was on the edge of ecstasy, and he wasn’t letting up. She was lost in a whirlwind of sexual desire, more than willing to submit to his every need. His hot breath caressed her as he nipped her earlobe with his lips. They skimmed down her neck, and sharp teeth raked over her shoulder as he pounded his cock in and out of her drenched pussy. He bit without breaking the skin and growled furiously. She came in an instant, screaming his name over and over. He opened his mouth, releasing her. A deafening roar announced his climax. Warmth flooded her as his hips jerked spasmodically.

Kord’s arms came around her and tightened. He rolled to his side with her clasped against him. They were both breathing heavily. Pam was exhausted, mentally and physically. She needed to rest. There’d be time later to sort out her strange feelings. He smelled divine, and his warmth soothed her tired muscles. She felt so very safe with him. She snuggled closer, enjoying the continuous massage he seemed determined to provide. Happy to be putty in his hands, she yawned.

“Mine,” he whispered. “My love always.”

“Uh-hmm,” she muttered before dozing off.

* * * *

Kord roused and took a scenting breath. His lovely mate slept beside him. He still couldn’t completely believe she was truly his. He loved her. She was the most precious thing in his world. His semi-erect shaft hardened and grew to full length in an instant. He was eager to pleasure her again, but knew she needed more rest. He’d awoken her several times during their sleep cycle, and she’d eagerly accepted him every time. Instead of disturbing her again, he took advantage of the time to cover her with his claiming scent. Everything about her soothed him. The rage monster inside him was calm, tamed by her presence.
Mine. Never leave her. Keep her safe.
He was even getting accustomed to the mantra that kept repeating in his mind.

There were many things he needed to explain about his world. He wondered if she’d like Pella. They’d be among the first mated couples to live on an untamed continent. He was ready for the challenge. Was she?

Guilt gnawed at him. He’d taken Pam away from her friends and family. She’d begged him to let her check on them, and she wanted to see her parents. It was obvious she cared about them a great deal.

Before the claiming, his mission had seemed so straight forward, so simple. Obtain willing human females to mate with his brother warriors. Things were more complicated now. They might have a few issues to overcome. Apparently, humans were very attached to their families. It could be a problem.

A sound in the hallway drew his attention away from his worries. There were voices and shuffling feet. He suspected his brothers purposely tried to disturb him. He snarled softly when he heard more footsteps. Flyn’s voice carried through the door. Kord couldn’t make out any of his words, but he yelled at someone. He glanced at Pam. She slept soundly, unaware of the commotion.

 Careful to not disturb her, Kord rolled away before he left the bed. She shifted, as if she searched for him, but settled down. His bare feet didn’t make a sound as he crept to the door. He pressed an ear against it and heard Flyn and Draven arguing over who would have the privilege of delivering a food tray to his mate. Any other time, their constant bickering would’ve irritated him beyond all hope of control. Now, since his inner turmoil had been quieted by his mating, he simply shook his head and sighed. A rustling of bedcovers caught his attention and he looked toward the bed.

His mate was awake. She’d sat up and had wrapped a blanket around her lovely form, blocking his view. She stared at him. To his dismay, she appeared anxious, perhaps even fearful.

*

Pam couldn’t help herself. Her gaze locked on Kord’s impressive erection. Huge! At first glance, his penis seemed quite human-looking, except for its size. How had she been able to have sex with him? Her alien barbarian had the biggest cock she’d ever seen, even in pictures, and she’d taken all of it, several times. His formerly flaccid penis had turned into the dick that wouldn’t quit.

Disbelief and fear battled within her for dominance. She squeezed her thighs together, and to her surprise, there was no lingering pain or discomfort, only an aching desire to have him fill her again. She clutched the blanket around her tighter as she gathered her thoughts. He’d said strange things while they’d made love. No! Not love!
I can’t be in love with him, and he can’t possibly love me back.
She needed answers—fast.

“What did you mean earlier, about claiming lust and latent time?”

At first, he appeared stunned by the question, then scowled, and said, “It’s something that happens to us when we encounter our mates.” He strolled closer, and her heartbeat sped up at his approach. He seemed unconcerned about his nudity and its effect on her. Pam had a hard time holding back a moan as he sat beside her. Warmth exuded from his naked body, and his musky male scent washed over her. “You’re mine. I’ve claimed you.”

The simple way he explained it almost had her convinced. For some strange reason, she wanted to be his in every way he might want. After a few seconds of basking in his intoxicating presence, her mind snapped out of its hazy stupor.

“Claimed me? I’m yours? Does that mean you think I belong to you like some slave?” She didn’t give him time to speak. “You don’t own me!” Pam scrambled off the bed, taking the blanket along with her. She only took a few steps before he caught her.

“No! I don’t own you.” He gently tugged her to him and forced her to face him. “You’re my mate.” His expression seemed desperate, as if he was on the verge of panic. “We’re meant to be together. Latency and claiming lust doesn’t happen to a warrior unless he meets his true mate. I’m yours. You’re mine. We belong to each other. For as long as we live, I promise there will never be another female for me, only you, Pam.”

Kord’s frantic explanations rushed out almost too fast for her to fully comprehend. His bronze gaze bored into her, unwavering in its sincerity. In fact, he seemed desperate for her to believe him. Pam allowed him to pull her closer. He bent and brought his mouth near hers. Just as he was about to kiss her, she drew back a fraction and placed her index finger against his lips. She shook her head.

“No. I can’t think when you kiss me.”

A sly, sexy smile appeared beneath her touch. “That’s bad?” His soft lips and warm breath caressed her finger.

“No. Yes. Stop confusing me.”

Kord straightened, threw his head back and gave a throaty laugh. The sound of it warmed her to the bone, and she relaxed. Unable to help herself, she leaned against him and sighed. She trusted him, maybe even loved him. He thought they were meant to be together. Pam had never believed in love at first sight or the idea of a perfect soul mate. It was ridiculous. Yet, there she was, wrapped in the arms of an over-amorous alien who thought they were mates.

“I don’t understand, Kord. I feel things for you, but I shouldn’t. It’s not right.”

He heaved a great sigh that sounded full of regret. Pam looked at him. His jaw clenched for a moment, then relaxed before he ushered her back to the bed. Once they were settled, he took her hand and gently held it.

“Doesn’t my claiming scent appeal to you?”

“You smell wonderful. What does that have to do with anything?”

“It’s meant to have a powerful effect on our mates to ensure they can’t resist us.”

Pam stiffened and tried to pull away. His grip tightened, and she shot him an angry look, but he didn’t release her.

“You tried to drug me? With your…smell?” She couldn’t believe the implications.

“Claiming scent. It’s a biological reaction. You trigged it the moment we touched each other. I have no control over it. Warriors have taken their mates this way since ancient times. For several years, we’ve taken a medication to suppress the reaction, because there are so many of us and too few Tauran females. I was on the drug when we met. It must not work as well with human females. Perhaps the dosage needs to be increased, but that’s something the medics will have to explore.”

“Then this claiming thing will wear off, right? It can’t be real.” The whole thing was totally absurd. “People don’t just touch each other and
bang.
They’re mated for life.”

Kord’s scowl was back in full force. Obviously, he didn’t agree with her.

“We are mates,” he insisted. When she shook her head, he shrugged helplessly. “You’ve calmed a rage inside me that unmated warriors struggle to control every day, and if we’re apart for too long, you’ll go through a painful type of withdrawal. I need you as much as you need me.” His dark pleading gaze seemed to pierce straight into her soul. “You’re mine.”

She couldn’t think. She needed time—days, weeks maybe. Years might not be long enough. His last declaration,
you’re mine,
rang in her ears.

“You keep saying I’m yours. What do you mean?

Kord swallowed hard. “It’s difficult to explain.”

“Try,” Pam insisted.

“It means you’re my reason for living now. My heart beats for you alone.” Kord dipped his head, looked away and fell silent, as if he struggled to find the words he needed. It pained her to watch such a strong giant of a male labor to explain his feelings, but there was something inside her that insisted on hearing it.

“Go on,” she said softly and gripped his large hand tighter. He shot her a wary glance. In return, she gave him a brief encouraging smile, and his stiff demeanor relaxed a fraction.

“You’re the missing piece, a part of me that makes me whole. I love you. For the first time in my life I know how it feels. It’s…fearsome.”

Pam couldn’t hold back a surprised chuckle. He looked so perplexed and thankful all at the same time. Despite her reservations about his explanations she felt certain he believed every word.

“Fearsome? That’s a strange description for love.”

Kord scowled. “I’ve never known fear of any kind until now.” His expression softened. “I fear losing you.”

You’ll never lose me.
The words sprang to mind, but she stopped them before they tumbled out of her mouth. It was pure insanity to believe he loved her, and even crazier to think she was in love with him. Only a complete romantic dodo would fall for such a thing.

Instead, she said, “Humans don’t fall in love that way.”

“Neither do Taurans,” Kord countered, then shrugged. “It’s different for warriors. There have been several human females claimed by us. All were happy. At least that’s what we’ve been told.”

“How did your people find them?”

“Sometimes the Krell slavers take chances. They cross our border. If we detect them, our fleet captures them and rescues their captives. Some of the females were human.”

“Why not return them to Earth?”

“Impossible. We didn’t know your planet’s location. Even if we did, we couldn’t have brought them back. Your world is located within Alliance territory, and we’ve been at war with them for many years. Only recently have we formed a treaty. We work together to stop the slave traders, especially the ones who prey on your species.”

“So the people who were taken last evening will be rescued?” Pam’s hopes soared.

“Yes. We have the technology to locate and track the Krellian ships even while they’re submerged in your planet’s oceans. Once they attempt to leave the surface, we notify the Alliance with the coordinates and they intercept them.” A broad, sly grin spread across his face. “Don’t fear for your friends. They will be rescued very soon.”