Warrior's Devotion (Warriors of Vor Book 2) (6 page)

“Dracor? You
in there, honey?”

“Mine!”

He was panting
for breath by the time she stood in front of him, and sweat ran in rivulets
down his face and bare chest. Her eyes widened as she looked down and saw that
he wore no clothing.

Sweet Jesus,
he really was huge.

His thick cock
jutted out from between his slightly parted thighs. She could almost see it
throbbing, pulsing with the same beat of his heart. The hard shaft almost
slapped against his stomach, and the large head seemed to grow even bigger
before her eyes. Relief surged through her that his body was similar to a human
man’s—only bigger.

Much bigger.

She could do
this, she repeated to herself. No problem.

Well, except
he was currently in his demon form with wings that looked like they had razor
sharp tips, and he was growling as if he wanted to eat her…or kill her.

Fuck, she had
totally lost her mind.

“Don’t worry.
I won’t take you in this form. I’m like this because we don’t feel as much in
this form. Our armor protects our skin.” Dracor’s deep voice was harsh and
sounded like he’d swallowed fire. “You have to leave, mate.”

Her gaze
jerked up to meet his, and she saw the pain burning in his red eyes. No, not
just pain. What she saw there in his gaze was a mixture of agony, longing and
deep sadness. She gathered her courage around her like a cloak and took a step
closer. “No, I’m not leaving you like this.”

“Your scent—”

“Bite me.”

His eyes
widened and his body went still with shock. “What?”

Abby swallowed
hard, and for some strange reason she felt like laughing. Maybe she really had
lost her mind. “I said, bite me.”

“You don’t know
what you’re asking of me,” he whispered.

“I do. You
should have told me about the aftermath of the
bizori
,
but we can
talk about that later. Now, do it. Claim me or whatever you call it.”

His red eyes
all but glowed with need, then they narrowed. “You don’t have to sacrifice
yourself for me.”

“I’m not. This
was going to happen anyway.  We’re mates. This is my choice. I made the
decision to come here. Now, how do I get you down from there?”

“No!” he
shouted, then winced as if the sound of his own voice had hurt his ears. His
voice lowered again. “Do not unchain me. If we are going to do this, I will
bite you before you set me free to make sure I don’t lose control.”

With a nod, Abby
took another step toward him so she was close enough to feel the waves of heat
emanating from his body. Unsure what to do, she closed her eyes and tilted her
head to the side, moving her long hair out of the way. He was making that low
growling sound again and she fought to keep herself from moving.

A second
later, she felt his hot breath against her skin as he leaned his head down,
then she felt the sharp sting of his fangs as they sank deep into the flesh of
her neck. She winced, but remained still as he sucked deeply, drawing her blood
into his mouth.

For a moment
she wondered if her blood would run down her neck to stain her ivory dress. Okay,
that was just gross. This was a pretty big fucking deal, and she should
probably try to pay attention.

Focus, damn
it!

As she scolded
herself, he was already pulling back, stroking his tongue over the twin wounds
on her neck, leaving a strangely soothing sensation behind. Feeling no
different, she blinked her eyes open.

Well, that was
anticlimactic.

“Umm, should I
let you down now? Do you know where the key is?”

He was
studying her intently as he nodded slowly. “There is a keystick on the desk
across the room. You need to get it and run it over the cuffs to release me.”

“Got it.” She
turned away from him and moved across the room. Laughing lightly, she said, “I
was so nervous after all the stuff Jordan said, but that wasn’t bad. It didn’t
even really hurt.” Abby made it to the desk on the other side of the large room
and picked up a small, black, cylindrical object. She held it up. “Is this the
key?”

“Yes. Bring it
here.”

Abby turned
around and froze. Dracor had shifted back. His wings were gone now, and the
black lines were back on his dark, golden skin. She had never been into
bondage, but there was something highly erotic about seeing such a powerful
male held in place as his muscles flexed against the bindings.

Somehow, she
had thought she would have been more anxious around him in demon form, but in
his natural form there was something more real about him, which made him even
more intimidating. Dracor was one fine looking alien male, with a body hard
with muscle that made her want to touch every inch of him with her hands…then
maybe her tongue.

That thought
made her shiver.

He was like
some sort of wild beast just waiting to break free. And knowing that he
belonged to her thrilled her to the core.

“Abby, are you
well?”

“Yeah, fine.” Shaking
off the nerves, she started forward again.

That was when
it happened.

Her breath
left her in a rush as a wave of heat swept through her.  She took another step,
but stopped again as the heat expanded, blasting through her like an explosion.

Holy shit, it
felt as if her insides were on fire.

She made it
another few steps, then had to stop again. Okay, she thought. They really
weren’t kidding when they said mating heat. Jordan had warned her that her body
was going to feel hot…talk about a fucking understatement.

Leaning over,
she panted for breath as another wave of heat pulsed through her. Abby could
hear Dracor yelling to her, but his voice was muffled so she could barely
understand what he was saying. She had to get to him, to free him so he could
help her through this…if she could only move.

CHAPTER FIVE

“Come
to me now, mate!”

Abby shook her head, trying to
clear the fog from her head. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest so
fast that for a second she thought she was having a stroke.

Wouldn’t that be something? To
be healed and taken to a new world, only to die from a bite given to her by the
one person who was supposed to love and cherish her above all else. Her mind
cleared enough for her to realize she was in deep shit, and she needed to get
her ass moving.

Right now.

Pushing herself forward, she
stumbled across the room, but stumbled again as fire exploded in her belly. She
let out a low moan as she almost doubled over. “Dracor…”

“Abby, you must release me. You
need my seed to put out the fire that’s burning inside of you.”

His seed?

That was information she could
have used before all of this had begun. Damn that Jordan. Abby was seriously going
to have words with that woman later. If she wasn’t queen of this crazy world,
Abby thought she might even punch her. But then again, Jordan had been a
soldier and could probably kick her ass.

But none of that would matter
if Abby died before she released her mate.

Dracor let out a loud roar as
he struggled against the bonds that held him against the wall. When they held
strong, the noise changed to that purring sound she’d heard Kadan make
downstairs. When the king had done it, Abby had thought it had sounded strange.
But Dracor’s purr called to her like a siren’s song.

“What is that?” she gasped.

“A mating purr. It is something
the Vor only do after they mate.”

He did it again, louder this
time so it rumbled in his chest. Before she knew it, Abby had stumbled across
the room to him. She moaned in pleasure when she felt his warm skin against
hers. Wanting to feel more, she moved closer, rubbing her body against the
solid steel of his.

“Release me, Abby.”

“Hmm.”

Lost in the pleasure of feeling
him against her, Abby forgot all about the keystick in her hand. She rubbed her
face against his broad chest, breathing him in until she felt like she was
drunk on his intoxicating scent.

But it wasn’t enough.

Abby had never felt like this
before. All her inhibitions disappeared like a puff of smoke, leaving behind a
woman burning with desire for her mate. She needed him inside her aching body,
caressing and stroking until the fire inside her was sated. It no longer
mattered that she’d felt intimidated by him, nor did she care that she’d only
known him for a few days.

She burned for him.

Lust slammed into her hard as
another wave of heat exploded inside her core, making her pussy
clenched hard,
demanding to be filled.
This
time it almost dropped her to her knees, and it would have if she hadn’t reached
out to grab hold of Dracor.

God, his body was magnificent. She
ran her fingers down the defined contours ad ridges of his abs, then reached
lower, taking his shaft into her hand. His breath hissed out as she gripped
him. He felt like velvet over steel, and she stroked her hand over him slowly
as she imagined what it would feel like to have the thick, hard length of him
filling her.

Abby knew she had to do
something, but couldn’t remember what it was. The fire burning inside her made
it impossible to think. When Dracor roared again, she forced her head back and
blinked up at him. Her blood roared in her ears, blocking out his voice,
masking any other sound but that of her wildly beating heart.

Then it clicked.

She was supposed to use the
keystick in her other hand to release him so he could give her what she needed.

And she needed…desperately.

Waving the
keystick in her hand in jerky movements over the bonds that held him in place,
she barely heard the soft snicks of sound before he was reaching down to jerk
her other hand from his cock.

“You test my
patience, mate,” he snarled out as he lifted her.

She cried out
in pleasure as he spun around, slamming his hard body against hers so they were
plastered together against the wall. His lips took hers in a brutal kiss, his tongue
thrusting deep to stroke inside her mouth as she opened for him.

The taste of
him exploded on her tongue, and it made her crave more. Turning her head, she
fused their mouths together as the heat burst through her again. She wrapped
her legs around his waist and push her hips against him in an attempt to take
what she wanted from him, but her dress was in the way.

Feeling his
hard cock pressed against her core sent fire streaming through her system. She
rocked her hips against him, rubbing her clit against his hard shaft until it
throbbed and pulsed. Her pussy clenched painfully, desperate to be filled, and heat
expanded so she felt like she was burning alive.

He gripped her
and started to pull back as if he were going to release her, but she simply
wound her legs around his waist and pulled him closer. A whimper escaped as she
tore her mouth from his. “Need you…”

“Release me,
and I will turn you.”

“No. Inside me.
Now!”

Dracor felt
utterly mad.

Driven crazy
by his need for his mate, he savaged her neck, nipping and sucking at her flesh.
Her taste, her scent, the feel of her body pressed against his was a cacophony
of sensations that were almost more than he could bear.

When his
little mate had taken his cock into her hand, the pleasure had been so intense
it bordered on pain.

Dracor wanted
it, craved it, but now he needed more.

He’d wanted to
try to go slow their first time together, to coax her body to accept him before
the heat began to take her over, but there had been no time. And with his
heightened senses, there was no chance to hold back for even one more second.

Usually, the
males of his kind took their females from behind, so they could rub the small
ridges between their shoulder blades.
It
was where their wings came out, and was an erogenous zone highly sensitive during
sex, but Abby didn’t have wings. If his mate wanted him to fuck her facing her,
he would give her what she wanted.

But it needed
to be now.

“Forgive me,
mate. This is going to be fast.”

With that, he
ripped the thin dress off her, his strong hands cupping her breasts so her
nipples poked at the center of his palms. She writhed against him as he lodged
the large, rounded head of his cock against the entrance of
her dripping pussy. With a sharp snap of his hips, he surged inside of her, parting
her tight muscles with the head of his large cock. Her body tried to resist
him, but he used slow, demanding strokes to forge his way completely inside her
snug channel until he was seated to the hilt.

“Did
I hurt you?” he panted.

“More,”
she growled.

Dracor
lifted his head at the unnatural harsh tone coming from his sweet mate. Even
with the desperate need tearing through him, he could see that she was lost in
the madness of mating heat. Despite his own fervor, he was more concerned with
wiping away the haze of pain he saw in her beautiful eyes.

His
urgency rose to meet hers. Giving into the need, he started pounding into her,
thrusting hard and fast to give them both the relief they needed. Her hot, wet
pussy burned him, clasping tight around his sensitive cock until he couldn’t
take anymore. His hips pistoned as he forged into the fires of ecstasy harder,
faster.

Dracor’s
mouth claimed hers again, kissing her savagely as he fucked himself into her in
fast, hard strokes. Her arms wrapped around his neck, anchoring her in place as
she bucked against him, making him surge even deeper. When her hand moved down
his back, stroking over the ridges between his shoulder blades, he exploded in
a hard, brutal climax, letting out a wild roar as his seed poured into her.

Abby
let out a scream as she felt Dracor’s hot cum filling her. Her body simply
shattered as the waves of pleasure slammed into her over and over again with
each pulse of his seed. Her body accepted his offering, avariciously soaking up
the precious fluid.

She
shivered as she felt the head of his cock swelling, locking him inside her. His
enlarged cock head pushed against the snug walls of her pussy, making her ache
a little as it pushed tight against her cervix.

He
kept shooting his seed deep inside her in hard, hot spurts every few seconds
for another long minute, until the inferno inside her weakened into a quiet
smolder. Abby let her head fall so it rested on his shoulder, and she felt his
big body shudder each time his cum shot into her.

“That
feels weird.”

“Good
weird or bad weird?”

That
made her smile. “Good weird. I can feel you…shooting your stuff inside me.”

“My
stuff?” He couldn’t help but smile as she blushed. “My seed, mate. I am filling
you with my seed.” Dracor wrapped his arms around her, turning to carry her to
the bed. He paused when he saw her wince. “What is it, Abby?”

“You’re
still…really big.”

“The
swelling will go down soon.”

He
was careful as he moved across the room, trying not to jar her as he made his
way to the bed. He sat down slowly, then shifted and leaned back until he was
laying down on the bed with her over him.

Having
Abby in his arms was a pleasure beyond anything he’d ever dreamed of, and the
way her body welcomed him was like finally finding his place in the world. Dracor
stroked the wet strands of hair off of her face, then pressed his lips against
her temple. He let out a soft, rumbling purr as his hands slid lower to move
over her lush curves. She was a treasure, and he would make sure she knew just
how much she meant to him every day.

“I
like that sound,” she said on a sigh as she burrowed closer to him.

“Then
I shall do it for you often.” Wrapping his arms around her tight, he let out
another purr. He felt his cock softening slightly and sensed her relaxing more
as the pressure his swollen cockhead had caused eased.

His
fingers trailed over the bite mark on her neck, and she shivered in reaction. “I
bit you deeper than expected, and it caused the heat to build quicker than I
anticipated.”

She
let out a little laugh. “I almost didn’t make it to free you.”

“I’m
sorry, mate. I should have waited until I knew you’d be safe.”

“It
all worked out in the end.” She stroked a hand down his bare chest, causing
streaks of pleasure in its wake.

His
skin was still sensitive from their mating, but it was even more intense from
the aftermath of the
bizori
. He felt his cock twitch in response, and he
willed himself to calm, knowing she would feel the heat again soon enough and
needed this short period of rest. He stroked a hand over her dark, curly hair,
loving the soft feeling of the silky strands as they flowed through his
fingers.

“The
heat will build again soon,” he told her softly. When she stiffened, he let out
another purr and felt her relax against him again. “I will see you through
this. I’m in control again, enough to ensure I will care for you properly.”

She
looked up at him, and her lips quirked in a smile even as her eyes clouded with
worry. “You mean, you’ll be able to handle me when I attack you for sex?”

“I
will always be ready to ease your heat, mate,” he said with a laugh. He leaned
down and pressed his lips to hers. “It’s my pleasure to care for you and make
sure you are comfortable during the days the heat rules you.”

“Human’s
don’t go into heat. I’m not sure how all of this works.”

“My
scent marker was injected into you when I bit you. It binds us together, but it
also triggered your heat to ensure we have the best chance possible to
conceive.”

She
gasped. “A baby?”

The
glow of happiness he felt dimmed a bit. “I’m sorry. I know all of this must
seem very overwhelming to you.”

She
reached up and brushed her fingertips over his cheek. “It is, but I’ve always
wanted to have children.” She smiled again, as if the thought pleased her. “At
least I know you won’t leave me when I get pregnant.”

“Never,”
he growled. “I will never leave your side, mate.”

One
day soon, his babe would grow inside of her, connecting them in the most
defining way possible. The gift of Abby alone was enough to make him thank the
gods daily, but the thought of having a child with her filled him with such
joy, he could barely contain it.

Overwhelmed
with emotion, he whispered, “I will never forget what you did for me this day,
Abby. I’ll never be able to repay your kindness or your generous heart.”

“I
think the pleasure you gave me was payment enough.”

He
placed a finger over her lips and shook his head, letting her see he was
serious. “Knowing you made the choice to be with me, you’ve given me everything
I’ve ever wanted. You’ll be happy with me, Abby. I will see to it, I swear it.
I will love you until the end of my days and beyond.”