Tracking Trisha (17 page)

“Faster, Kelan. I need you to go faster.” Trisha panted out as she rocked her hips backwards trying to impale herself further on his hard shaft.

Kelan closed his eyes briefly as he fought for control, waiting for the tidal wave to strike. He moved slowly back and forth as it moved through her, building higher and hotter. As it reached its peak, Kelan slammed home burying himself balls deep into Trisha. Trisha’s moans turned to screams as the pressure built to a crescendo, engulfing her completely. Kelan and his dragon roared out in triumph as they watched the thin veins appearing along her back spread into the shape of delicate wings. He slammed into her over and over, pushing into her deeper and deeper as the heat built to a point he wondered if they would both be scorched by its burning intensity. Kelan leaned over, wrapping Trisha’s long curly hair around one hand, forcing her head back and to the side while his other hand slid around her waist pulling her up against him. Kelan cried out as his body exploded in a powerful orgasm. Bending over, he bit down on Trisha’s shoulder marking her a second time as his.

Kelan’s powerful orgasm burst through the fortress of heat and pressure inside of Trisha releasing it in a tidal wave of pleasure as her orgasm flooded her with intense pleasure. Trisha was beyond screaming. Her throat was hoarse as she gasped for breath. She could feel Kelan’s hard shaft pulsing in heavy waves inside her, filling her, possessing her in a way she never knew was possible. Trisha sobbed as the waves passed through her in an endless surge. How was it possible to experience so much pleasure and still be alive, she wondered. It was only as the final wave washed over her that she realized the heat and the aching, painful throb of need seemed to have subsided some. Trisha, unable to support herself any longer, slowly melted against Kelan’s chest. Her eyes closed as the relief from the pressure swept what little strength she had left away. She was only vaguely aware of Kelan lowering her gently onto the bed without ever pulling out of her.

Kelan let Trisha’s hair slide through his fingers, enjoying the silky curls as they resisted being let go. He held as still as possible simply enjoying the feel of Trisha’s hot core as tiny spasms continued to milk his seed from him. Never in his existence had he felt such a sense of contentment, of satisfaction, of completion. Pulling her closer against his body, he held her for a few more precious minutes. He would get up in a moment and bathe her. She would be sore but his symbiosis would take care of that discomfort. The dragon’s fire mating was almost complete, they would make love at a slower, gentler pace over the next couple of hours until the fires burning in his mate’s blood was finally put out. He would let her rest some. Her body would be exhausted from all the changes.

Kelan closed his eyes as the empty gulf that had been his soul was filled with an emotion so intense it frightened him. He held his life in his arms. Trisha was now the center of his universe and would always come first, even before his own needs. She was headstrong and stubborn and would make his life so much richer. Opening his eyes, he marveled at all the colors dancing in her curly hair. It reminded him of the scales that danced across her arms, chest, and neck earlier. His dragon stirred at the memory.
My mate is beautiful.
His dragon rumbled softly.
Our mate is beautiful,
corrected Kelan. Kelan slowly pulled out of Trisha regretting the necessity of it. If he had his way, he would remain buried deep inside her forever. He shifted enough to gently roll her sleeping form into his arms and stood up. He would bathe her and let her sleep for a little while. He would also have his symbiosis check her over to make sure she was okay. Carrying her to the cleansing room, Kelan quietly whispered the words binding Trisha to him as his true mate again before pressing a kiss to the dragon’s mark on her neck.

Kelan looked down on the sleeping form of his mate. One of Trisha’s arms was thrown up above her head and the other laid across her stomach. Her long curly hair was all over the place, spread out in abandon across the pillows of his bed. Kelan felt a shaft of desire rock him making him hard again. Shaking his head, he wondered if it would always be like this when he looked at his mate. They made love on and off until the pale light of dawn began to lighten the sky. Kelan gave an order to his symbiosis to check Trisha over again and protect her while he was gone.

He couldn’t suppress the grin at the memory of her squeals last night when he commanded his symbiosis to check her the first time. Kelan carried Trisha into the cleansing room to bathe her. She was so exhausted that she was barely awake when he lowered her into the bathing pool. Kelan was concerned about all the changes that were occurring inside her, especially after knowing the damage she had sustained previously. When his symbiosis moved over her body, especially between her legs, she woke up with a squeal and started fighting him. That led to another round of loving making in the bathing pool. Kelan made a note to do that more often. It was the first time he ever made love in one but it would definitely not be the last, he thought with a satisfied grin.

As Kelan thought back to his symbiosis care of Trisha he let out a curse. He still did not know what happened to her. It would be the first thing he found out when he returned. He was already doing a poor job of caring for his mate, he thought in disgust. Shaking his head, he forced himself to leave their sleeping area. He needed to check in with his brothers. The report of Trelon’s mate being harmed at the dinner he and Trisha missed last night needed to be dealt with. If whoever took Zoran was now targeting their mates, he needed to know everything. He would do whatever was necessary to protect his mate. Kelan’s dragon snarled in agreement.
Our mate, protect our mate always.
It growled fiercely.

Kelan nodded to the guards stationed outside of his rooms. Between them and his symbiosis, Trisha would be safe. He moved quickly through the corridors to the conference room. Opening the door, he saw Creon, Zoran, and Mandra already there. He nodded to them as he walked over to a small table set up with beverages and food.

“Do you know anything about what happened last night?” Kelan asked as he filled up a plate of food and poured himself a drink. Mating was hard work, he thought with a hidden grin, he would need to keep his energy up if he was to satisfy his mate.

Mandra looked at Kelan with a raised eyebrow. “Talking about last night, where were you? I did not see you or the female named Trisha there.”

Kelan grinned as he moved to sit down in a chair near the windows. “We were detained.”

Creon looked at Kelan with a scowl. “I’m glad someone was entertained.”

Kelan laughed as he took a bite out of a piece of fruit before responding. “I take it the female named Carmen did not attend either? If she had, most of our male guests would have ended up in medical. I would have returned her and the one named Ariel to their planet if I could have.”

Both Mandra and Creon surged to their feet in aggravation. Zoran, realizing Kelan was about to get his ass kicked by not one but two of his older brothers decided it was time to get back to business. He was just about to begin when Trelon slammed into the conference room.

“How is she?” Zoran asked quietly
, looking with concern at Trelon’s haggard face
.

Trelon ran his hands through his hair in aggravation. “She is still sleeping. The healer has said she should heal completely. I can feel her dragon, but she is very weak. There was enough poison in Cara to kill a full grown warrior. Cara is less than half our size. Why? Why would anyone want to harm someone so beautiful?” Trelon asked sinking down into a chair next to Mandra
. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he stared at the floor
.

Kelan felt for his brother. He shuddered at the thought of anything happening to Trisha. As his true mate, he would do anything to protect and care for her. He would not stop until the person who harmed her was dead and no longer a threat.

“Do we know for sure she was the target? Could it be related to the Curizans’ attack?”
Zoran asked impatiently as he moved back around the table to sit down.

Trelon
shook
his head
, responding in a tired voice
. “She is the only one who was poisoned. We cannot even be sure how she was poisoned until she wakes so we can ask her what happened. Why was she so far away from the dining area? What did she eat or drink? Could she have been poisoned some other way
?”

“Creon, what have you found out so
far?” Zoran asked.

Kelan knew Creon was upset that the mate of one of his brothers was harmed. He knew Creon enough to know he would take an attack on one of their females personal since it happened in the sanctuary of their home. Creon was the darkest out of all five brothers having seen and done things during the three wars none of the others knew about until it was over. He risked his life over and over on many occasions for the Valdier people. It was because of those risks the wars had finally ended.
Still, if there was information out there, Creon would know about anything and everything that went on around the palace since last night. He probably even knew about Kelan’s claim on Trisha as it was happening. That thought brought up his mate. He wanted to know if she could be in danger.

Creon
responded in a tightly controlled voice.
“There appears to be more behind your capture than we suspected. I don’t have enough information yet to give you the answers you are seeking. I am looking into some new Intel I’ve received from some of my sources. Once I have confirmed they are valid, I can give you more information.”

“Well, that was a great way to tell us absolutely nothing. Thanks, Creon.” Kelan
growled out
sarcastically
as his own frustration came to a head
.
Creon could be a tight-lipped son-of-a-bitch when trying to get information out of him. He wanted to know if Trisha could be in the same danger as Trelon’s mate.

“Anytime, brother.” Creon said giving Kelan a rude flick of his middle finger.

Mandra chuckled. “Creative, brother. Where did you learn that symbol?”

Creon grinned
in amusement
. “The human female Carmen seems to have a passionate use for it around me. Abby explained what it meant.” Creon turned to Kelan
with a twisted grin on his face
. “It is not meant as a compliment.”

Kelan growled. “I know exactly what it means. Trisha has used it more than once on me.”

During the first few days on board the
V’ager
,
Trisha would use the symbol whenever he refused to take her back to her home planet and then tried to order her to let him into his living quarters.
He finally asked Trisha what the gesture meant. He was livid at first but soon began to see the humor of it. He began to think of creative ways she could ‘fuck him’. Kelan bit back a curse as a wave of desire flooded through him causing his cock to harden again. Just the thought of her was enough to fill him with need.

Kelan forced his mind back on what his brothers were discussing. Zoran went over areas of concern, plans for tightening security in the palace, and some of the day-to-day running that fell on the shoulders of the royal house before calling the meeting to an end.

Trisha came awake slowly, her body relaxed from a sound sleep. She blinked the sleep out of her eyes before rolling over onto her side and looking out the windows. The sun was high in the sky telling her it was late morning. She curled an arm under her head and just laid there looking at the clouds as they danced across the bright sky. She shivered as she thought back to last night. What was she thinking? Trisha grimaced.
Obviously,
I wasn’t
, she thought in disgust. Tremors rocked her as she thought of all the ways and all the number of times they had made love. Trisha rolled onto her back and closed her eyes as a sweet ripple of desire went through her at the memories.
Damn! She was getting wet again just thinking about it.