Chapter 15

Chapter 14

Beth nodded, her heart pounding like a startled bird as he carried her into the cell. He didn't stop until he was standing in front of the bed. Their gazes locked and he slid her down the front of his body. Her breathing caught as she felt everything. Every hard line and solid plane of muscle…right up to the hard, thick length of his erection pressing against the soft swell of her stomach. Her breath hitched in her throat, a mix of anticipation and need coursing through her veins.

Holding her against him, he had a strong arm wrapped around her waist. Their gazes caught, and she slid her hands over the broad width of his chest as he slowly lowered her down. The little show had nothing to do with strength and everything to do with him holding her against his larger, hard body.

He didn't let her step back, but she couldn't. Not with the edge of the bunk against the backs of her legs. His hands lingered on her waist, his touch possessive and heated, and the look in his eyes sent a shiver down her spine.

Sliding a big hand into the back of her neck, he tilted her head up to claim her lips in a hard, demanding kiss. It was no gentle exploration but a raw and passionate claim. His tongue pushed past her lips, tangling with hers in a dance as old as time. There was no doubt about what he wanted from her, what he intended to take. And she was more than willing to give it.

Her fingers curled as far as she could get them around his upper arms, which wasn't very far at all, pulling him closer as he deepened the kiss. His taste was intoxicating, a heady mix of musk and masculinity that sent her senses reeling. He stroked the back of her neck, his touch firm but gentle as his thumb brushed against the sensitive skin below her ear, sending shivers down her spine.

His other hand slid down her body, his fingers tracing the curve of her hip before moving to the hem of her shirt. Breaking the kiss, he locked his gaze with hers, and she read the intention in his eyes as he lifted the fabric slowly. She shivered as the cooler air of the lab hit the revealed skin of her stomach. His touch was a brand, setting her skin on fire as he undid the buttons down the front, pushing the shirt off her shoulders to fall, unheeded to the bed behind.

With a gentle touch, he traced along her ribs and under the soft swell of one breast before moving to the clasp of her bra nestled between them. The clasp gave way, and her bra fell loose, freeing her breasts to his touch. His eyes darkened, his gaze hot and hungry. He cupped her gently, his thumb brushing over the hard peak of her nipple and sending a bolt of pleasure straight to her core.

Her moan was soft, her head falling back as she surrendered to his touch. A growl rumbled from his throat as he leaned forward and trailed his lips down her neck. Sharp teeth grazed the sensitive skin where her shoulder met her neck before he moved lower. Tangling her hands in his hair, she arched her back, urging him on and offering herself to him. Every touch, every kiss sent bolts of pleasure straight to her core.

Anticipation caught a gasp in her throat as his breath fanned over her, her nipple beading tightly in anticipation. His lips closed over it, his tongue flicking against the hard peak as he sucked gently. Pressing closer, she tightened her fingers in his hair, holding him to her. He cupped her other breast in a large, callused hand, his fingers teasing and plucking at her nipple as if mirroring the movements of his tongue on its partner.

"You taste so good," he murmured against her skin. "So sweet and delicious."

She didn't get a chance to reply. Couldn't. Not with him touching her like that. She wasn't even able to form a coherent sentence, her only thought the need for him to keep touching her. Bending over her, he lavished attention on her breasts, using his mouth and hands together to drive her wild. Every nip of his teeth, every flick of his tongue sent her higher, the tension within her coiling tighter and tighter. Liquid heat escaped her, dampening her panties as an ache built deep within her.

His touch had a dominant edge, a hard possessiveness that should have scared the life out of her, but it didn't. It only made her want him more.

Abandoning her breasts, he slid to his knees. His lips trailed kisses down her body, leaving tingles in their wake. He reached her stomach, his stubble tickling her, and she giggled. She felt the curve of his smile against her skin. But when he started to undo the buttons of her pants, she lost her train of thought.

Biting her lip, she balanced on one foot and then the other as he helped her out of her pants and shoes, leaving her in just her panties. A flush spread over her skin as his gaze raked over her. Hot. Dark. Seductive. He leaned in to press his nose against her mons and took a deep breath.

A deep, nearly feral moan of need escaped his broad chest, and her knees weakened.

He pushed her to sit on the edge of the bunk, urging her thighs apart. Looking up, the hunger in his red eyes made her heart race. She held still as his fingers hooked into the sides of her panties, dragging them slowly down her hips. She lifted up as he pulled them off and down her legs, leaving her completely bare before him.

His gaze locked on to her exposed pussy, and she flushed. She had to resist the urge to close her legs… to cover herself. His hands tightened on her thighs, holding her open for him.

"No," he ordered in a low growl and leaned in to take a deep breath, scenting her.

She closed her eyes, shivering as his thumbs brushed against her, parting her folds. A soft gasp escaped her as he leaned in. His tongue flicked over her clit, the wet heat sending arrows of pleasure through her body. Hard hands wrapped around her thighs, holding her still and open for him as he feasted on her.

She moaned, her hips bucking against his mouth as he licked and flicked his tongue, exploring every inch of her. Lifting her hands, she gripped the edge of the bunk as her head fell back.

A whimper of sheer need escaped her when he sucked her clit into his mouth, his tongue flicking against the sensitive nub. All her attention was focused on him, on what he was doing to her, as he slid first one and then a second thick finger deep within her. She gasped, tensing at the sudden intrusion. But any discomfort was replaced with pleasure as his fingers began to move. Touching her. Stretching her out for him.

Curling his fingers, he found the sweet spot inside her that made her see stars. Trembling, her moans filled the still air of the lab. Despite the fact he was an alien, a feral, he knew just how to touch her, how to make her feel good, how to bring her up to the edge faster than even she could herself.

He continued licking and suckling, his fingers thrusting in and out of her while pressing against her g-spot until her legs shook. She gripped the bedcovers, twisting them in her hands as she got closer and closer to the edge, her entire body trembling with anticipation.

Then it was too much and she shattered apart.

"Banic! Oh god, Banic!" she screamed, her pussy clamping around his fingers as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.

"Good girl," he murmured, his voice low and rough. "Come for me. Come all over my fingers."

She moaned softly, her fingers tangling in his hair again.

"Your pussy tastes so sweet," he said, lifting up and wiping his lips with his thumb as he watched her trembling and naked on the bed in front of him. "I want more. I want all of you. Can you come for me again? Make this pussy all nice and wet for me before I draanth you?"

The question was pointless. Her body was already responding to his words as he slid a finger inside her again, then another, his thumb pressing against her clit as he pumped in and out of her. Her hips bucked, her body, her clit, oversensitive even as she craved more… needed more.

"Please," she begged in a hoarse whisper. "I need you. I need you inside me."

He growled low in his throat, the sound making her pussy clench, and withdrew his fingers with a pop. The next second he lifted her, turning her easily so she ended up bent over the bunk.

"It's better for me this way," he murmured, his voice low and rough. "More… control."

Her heart melted at his words as she realized he was trying to protect her from the monster he thought he was.

"I'm not afraid of you," she said softly, looking over her shoulder at him. "I trust you."

His expression was drawn in tight lines but softened slightly as he looked at her.

"I know," he said, his voice thick with emotion. But I still want to protect you. I have to protect you, even from me… especially from me."

She nodded as he kicked her feet apart, his hands gripping her hips to hold her in place on the bed. She shivered as she felt him press the broad head of his cock against the entrance to her body. Ohmygod… he was huge. Much bigger than she'd realized. He was going to split her in two.

"It's okay, kelarris," he murmured when he felt her stiffen. "I'll go slow, gentle. I promise. I won't hurt you."

Reaching around to stroke her clit, he teased her with his clever fingers as he circled the sensitive bud. She caught her breath while he took his time, pressing into her and forcing her body to accept him… to stretch around his massive cock inch by glorious inch.

His voice was low and gentle, his words soft and reassuring.

"That's it, Beth," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "Good girl. You feel so, so good. So tight and wet for me."

She whimpered, her fingers caught in the sheets as she adjusted to the size of him.

He continued his slow, steady pace, his fingers working her clit as he slowly pushed into her, rocking his hips. With each rock, he parted her a little more around him, his heavily muscled chest against her back. She was covered by him, surrounded and pinned by him, and it was glorious.

"You're so beautiful," he murmured, his lips brushing against her cheek. "I've wanted you… wanted this since the moment I saw you."

She tried to relax, to soften her body to accept him as he filled her completely. Her fingers gripped the edge of the bunk as she adjusted to the size of him, her pussy throbbing around the hard intrusion of his cock. She didn't dare move, not yet, worried he'd split her in two with the slightest movement.

Holding himself still, he growled softly by her ear. The sound made her pussy clench around him as he stroked her clit.

"You feel so draanthing good," he murmured, his voice hoarse with need. "So tight and wet. How does my fat, feral cock feel filling you up? Do you like that?"

Turning her head, she sought his lips… needing his kiss. For a moment, they were frozen there together, just their mouths moving as he gave her the softest, sweetest kiss. Then he growled, breaking the embrace.

"Gods, kelarris. You drive me crazy," he growled, kissing her temple.

He held still, his big frame practically trembling, and she realized he was doing it for her. He'd held still so she could get used to him, so he wouldn't hurt her. Her heart melted then and there. Banic, the big bad of the feral world… the man they were all so afraid of… was scared of hurting her.

She was still stretched so much it hurt, but it was a good hurt, a hurt that ached for her to move. So she did, rocking her hips slightly and pushing her ass back against him. The movement, the friction of his cock tight inside her, made her moan and mangle the sheets again.

"Oh, draanth," he gasped and then let loose a stream of curses her translation matrix couldn't process in time. He gripped her hips, holding her in place as he pulled back… only to thrust into her again in one long, slow ride of sheer sensation. "Good girl. You feel so draanthing good, tight around my cock like that. Take all of me. Every inch."

His pace picked up, his thrusts becoming faster and harder as he built a rhythm that sent waves of pleasure crashing through her. He braced one hand on the bed next to her, the fingers of his other hand working her clit again. His touch was clever and ruthless, driving her closer and closer to the edge.

"Oh god," she gasped, wrapping her hand around his wrist as she pushed back against him. "Don't stop. Please don't stop."

"I won't," he growled, his lips pressed against her neck. "I'm going to fuck you until you come, kelarris. I'm going to make you scream so much that everyone in this draanthing place knows my name."

He stroked her clit faster, adding small taps that sent jolts of pleasure through her. His hips pistoned against her, the sound of their bodies slapping together filling the air around them. She gripped the edge of the bunk, her toes curling as she got closer and closer to the edge.

And then she was there, falling over the edge into the abyss. Pleasure slammed through her, over her, and took her under. Her entire body shook with the force of her climax, her pussy clenching hard around Banic's cock as she cried out his name.

"That's it, kelarris," he growled, his thrusts growing erratic. "Draanth, you feel so good. So perfect."

His cock throbbed inside her, and with one final hard thrust, he stilled and exploded inside her as he came. She felt every jerk and pulse of his cock, every spurt as he filled her with his hot seed. His hips bucked against her, his fingers still working her clit as he rode out the waves of his climax.

He collapsed onto her, his breath hot and heavy against her skin. They lay like that for a moment, their bodies entwined, before Banic pulled out of her and rolled onto his back, pulling her with him.

"That was...incredible," she whispered as she nestled against his broad chest, his seed trickling down her thigh.

He let out a soft chuckle, his fingers brushing against her cheek. "I've wanted you for so long, Beth. I've dreamed of this moment."

She looked up at him, her heart pounding in her chest. "Really?"

"Yes, really," he murmured, lifting his head to brush his lips against hers. "You're amazing. And you're all mine."

His words sent a thrill through her, a possessiveness that should have scared her but didn't. She knew she was his—heart, body and soul.

"I'm yours," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

His arms tightened around her, holding her close as he kissed her again—long, slow, and deep. Pulling away, he looked down at her, amusement twinkling in his deep red eyes.

"Just so you know. Izaean… we don't need any recovery time."

She blinked as he rolled them, and she ended up on her back beneath him.

"Oh… is that right."

He grinned as he nudged her thighs apart with his knee and fit himself against her. She moaned as he slid into her in one hard, fast thrust, filling her again.

"Absolutely right," he growled. "Plus, you haven't screamed enough yet."

And he set about doing exactly that…