28. Chapter 28

Just like the first time we fucked, this time left me just as breathless and spent. There was another sensation, though, one of rightness. Entering her felt like coming home after a long, hard day. Comforting and soothing but also more stimulating than anything I had ever done before.

I knew my sexual encounters weren't many, but instinctively, I sensed that what Amber and I had was beyond a normal bond—more than sex. With every fiber of my being, I sensed that we belonged together. We had been made for one another even though we came from different planets. I allowed the idea that this had been Vorag's plan, and that, too, filled me with a sense of rightness.

I leaned my head down so that our foreheads touched and our breaths mingled, careful to keep most of my weight off her fragile body by using my elbows to hold me up. It wasn't easy; they shook like they had never done before, not even after hours of strenuous sword training. It wasn't from the exercise either; it was just from being near her, with her, and inside of her.

On instinct, I blurted out, "You will make such a perfect khadahrshi."

Once I did, I had no doubt she would.

I hadn't been prepared for her to shoot questions at me like arrows at a training ground. They pleased me because she showed interest in Vandruk, me, our customs, and everything a khadahrshi should know.

"Are you asking me to stay and be your khadahrshi then?" she asked at last.

It had never entered my mind to ask her. What I offered was an honor any Vandruk gallis would jump at. For a moment, I had forgotten that she wasn't Vandruk. She probably didn't understand the privilege I was bestowing on her.

"If that is what you want, then sa, I'm asking you," I allowed generously.

She stared at me, stunned, before she broke out into the laughter I loved so much. I had heard precious little of it so far but wanted to spend my life coaxing it out of her.

"This has got to be the most pathetic proposal in history," she choked out. I didn't know what proposal or history meant, but I had an idea based on her sentence.

"Fine, how am I supposed to propose? On Vandruk, a gallis would be smitten by such an offer. "

"Smitten?" She laughed again, tears streaming from her eyes, making me nervous and worried at the same time.

"Amber, what do you want?" I asked, losing my composure.

"Oh, don't get all khadahr on me now," she said, soothingly placing her hand on my chest. "I'm laughing because I'm nervous; you make me nervous," she admitted, her words soothing me more than her hand, to which my body had quite a different response.

"It's just… I wasn't prepared for this. We've only known each other, what? A little over a week?"

I shrugged. "I don't think time matters as much as the intensity of our relationship and what the heart knows."

She was right; we had only spent a very minimal amount of time together, but the things that happened during that time had been more telling of her character than any number of years could have done. She was loyal, brave, and beautiful. She wasn't afraid to make hard choices. Neither was she cold. She was fair, understanding, and giving. Everything a male in my position needed in a mate. More than that, I cared for her more than I had cared for anybody in the past, which I had learned during the time she was sick. Losing her wasn't an option.

"Dzur-Khan, that was quite perfect." Her facial features relaxed and turned soft.

"I meant what I said."

Her smile was beautiful, but she still hadn't answered my question, leaving me feeling strangely uneasy. Not for a moment had I considered she would decline my offer, and for the first time, I realized how presumptuous that had been of me .

I turned serious. "Amber of the humans, will you do me the incredible honor of becoming my khadahrshi, walking by my side and ruling my lands as bravely and just as I have learned you are?"

Contrary to my nature and status as an absolute ruler, I held my breath and waited for her answer more anxiously than I had waited to be announced as khadahr after I earned the title in the trials.

She scooted forward, placing her palm on my chest and looking into my eyes with intensity and purpose. Her answer was simple and spoken in Vandruk, "Sa."

I nearly collapsed in relief, but didn't dare show it. I placed my hand on top of hers and bent low to kiss her upturned face. "Then I will ask the priest to bless us as soon as we arrive at the red fog."

There was always a priest present at the red fog. I only prayed to the gods that it wasn't Bzun-Lhan. I was sure the High Priest would rather have both of us killed than see another human mated to a Vandruk.

"Now tell me everything I need to know about what I just agreed to," she requested sincerely.

I was done with being serious, though. "You will have to kiss me every time you see me, be willing to let me fuck you whenever, wherever I want to. Oil my back, bathe me—"

A hard slap to my bicep stopped me. "I'm being serious."

I captured her hand. "So am I."

"You better not," she retorted with a smile to her lips. "Because if I have to kiss you every time I see you, many people will get a show. There is no way I can kiss you without— "

This time, I broke her words mid-sentence by claiming her lips. The kiss became heated within a finger span. "I see your point," I mumbled, nuzzling her throat.

"Hmm, hmm," she agreed, stretching her neck to give me better access while her naughty hand moved to my shaft.

The moment her fingers made contact with my cock, it felt like lightning had hit me. I hissed out a sharp breath. "Amber!"

"Hmm," she responded, stroking her hand up and down. "So hard already, so strong."

Her words stoked my fires even more. My fingers moved to her pussy, and when I found it still drenched in our combined juices, hot and greedily sucking my fingers in, I lifted her ass into the air and guided her down on my cock.

"Oh!"

I loved the way her eyes widened as her cunt took my cock, taking it deeper. Her channel opened for me and pushed against my cock so deliciously I groaned. Slowly, she began to rise and fall from her bent knees. Up and down my cock, freeing my hands to encircle her gorgeous tits. Her back arched, giving me even more access.

Gods, she was a sight to behold. I couldn't get enough of watching my hands knead her full tits. Tantalizing, inviting.

Her head fell back, and her glorious, red hair, highlighted by the dying coals in the fire in a wild mass of curls. Her arms rested on my shoulders for leverage as my hips began to move to her rhythm .

I dipped my head forward, releasing one breast. I latched on to her other nipple and sucked it into my mouth, where I rolled it, teasing it with my tongue, loving her little mewls of bliss.

My free hand dipped lower between us, where I found her clit. Her mewls of bliss were nothing compared to the sounds of ecstasy coming from her now as I rubbed the little nub carefully while filling her cunt to the brim with my cock.

Her movements became faster, her breathing harder and deeper. I copied the moves of my fingers on her clit with my mouth on her nipple, and the way she responded was more than enough of a reward. Her walls pulsed around my cock, massaging it in the most delicious way. It took all my willpower not to explode in her just yet.

"Dzur-Khan," she panted, stiffening around me. I applied a bit more pressure and rolled my hips to hit all her sweet spots deep inside her. Her panting stopped, and I looked up, never letting go of her nipple. She was the most breathtaking sight I had ever laid eyes on. Her head moved from side to side, her gaze unfocused. Her lips parted as deep moans left. Moans of undiluted pleasure, the pleasure I was giving her. That thought filled me with such pride and a sense of accomplishment that I nearly came. Only my desire to watch her as she exploded around me stopped me, but it came at a price. My balls pulsed, nearly painful, and my cock was so stiff and hard there wasn't much blood left for the rest of my body to form a coherent thought. Still, I didn't allow myself to come yet, wrapped up in the beatific, wild gallis on top of me .

A primal whimper escaped her lips, one my body picked up on instantly, and I knew I was lost. Deep inside her, I came with the same primordial desire that emanated from her. I bucked into her and pulled us over so I was on top, thrusting into her with all the wildness and abandon pulsing through me. Her walls massaged my cock so hard that I saw stars when my balls constricted, sending my seed up through my shaft deep into her warm, welcoming womb.

At that, both of us cried out until my mouth pressed down on hers, drowning our voices into muffled moans. Her body spasmed under mine while I was frozen on top of her.

The world seemed to stand still around us; we were suspended in time, and it was just her and me.