Chapter 33

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

It had been pretty much as Heydar had said. They ate a lot more than they expected, their bodies craving nutrition like ravenous black holes, then they passed out hard in their enormous new bed, their Infalas still glowing from the process, their hands tightly wrapped together. And despite their insatiable desire for one another, they fell asleep almost immediately and didn't rouse until morning.

"Hey," Ziana said, rolling over to find Dorrin awake and watching her with a look of pure adoration. She felt her whole body flare with heat at the sight of him.

"Good morning. I take it you slept well," he said, his cock moving of its own accord under the sheets.

"Like the dead. And like a zombie, but not craving brains, I am now arisen. I wonder what else might satisfy me?"

He chuckled and shook his head. "I think I am finally getting used to your unusual expressions confounding my translation rune."

"Don't worry, I'll find other ways to fluster you," she replied, slipping beneath the covers and taking him in her mouth.

His cock went from semi-erect to hard and long in her mouth and she loved every second of it. The way she could feel him react so strongly to her. But something new was going on. Something amazing. She swirled her tongue on the base of his cock and felt her pussy vibrating with delight.

She pulled away with a sloppy-wet pop. "What was that?"

"I think you know," he replied, pulling the covers off them both. "Look."

He began unwrapping their bound hands, tossing the fabric aside. Gently, he pulled his palm from hers.

"Hang on. Do you think that's a good idea?"

"See for yourself."

She looked at their hands in awe.

"Holy shit. How could they heal that fast?"

"The ointment. That, and the power of the pigment. It is especially strong when a new Infala bond is formed." He slid his fingers between her legs, gently caressing her pussy, stroking her in all the ways that felt more than right. It was as if he had a road map to her wants and desires, knowing exactly what the most pleasurable thing was without having to ask.

The realization hit her in a flash. She looked at his chest, then at hers. The Infalas were still glowing faintly, but they'd settled down. And more importantly, they remained identical.

"Does this mean?—"

He cut her off with a kiss, his fingers sliding inside her as he knew she wanted, their Infala bond guiding him, sharing her bliss. "Yes, my love. My mate. The runes have set. We are Infala bonded."

He rippled his fingers inside her pulsing hole, pressing against her G-spot in a way that made her buck and thrash, her left leg twitching uncontrollably. Normally he was a damn sex god, but this? It was otherworldly how good it was.

Dorrin slid down her body, his hot lips suckling her nipples before trailing across her sides, her belly, her thighs, finally coming to rest just above her straining clit, swollen with need. He exhaled, his hot breath on her sensitive nub making her jump from the sensation.

"Fuck!" she gasped, somehow feeling him feeling her reactions in tandem as he pressed his tongue firmly and began licking slow circles, the pressure absolutely perfect as he ate her like a starving man at his last meal.

The groan he let out was so sexy, so primal in the way he wanted her. To devour her. To fuck her. To take her every way possible and make her his as she wanted to make him hers.

"I need it," she growled, her strong hands, enhanced by powerful runes, pulling him up and guiding his length into her.

"Yesssss," he sighed as he sank his cock in deep, her pussy so wet it coated him instantly as he thrust in and out, his balls slapping against her ass in a steady rhythm while he bottomed out so deep inside her.

He reached one hand down and set to work on her clit, their shared senses allowing him to focus on the right rhythm and pressure, matching his pace as he glided in and out. Ziana thrashed from the overwhelming sensations flooding her body from head to toe. Her whole being felt like it was on fire, an orgasm the likes of which she'd never experienced building to a head. Her blurry eyes focused a moment catching sight of a nearby mirror.

"Oh, fuck," she groaned. The sight of the two of them fucking was so incredibly hot it pushed her right over the edge, her explosive climax taking Dorrin with her as he shared her sensations.

His cock felt like it doubled in size, rippling hard in a way she didn't know it could as he came in waves, the hot gush of cum inside her making her every nerve ending scream with delight. This wasn't just a man. This was her man. Her mate. And she wanted to milk him dry.

She rolled over, sliding off him and stumbling off the bed to unsteady feet. Ziana lurched back toward him, taking his cock between her lips and licking him clean, then sharing their mingled juices with him in a deliciously wet kiss.

Dorrin's Infala flared brighter, Ziana's responding in kind. He surged to his feet and spun her around, pressing her hands against the mirror, his face nuzzling her neck.

"My woman," he growled as he guided his cock into her once more. "My love."

"Yes. I'm yours," she moaned, the angle he was thrusting pushing right against her G-spot with laser-guided accuracy.

He shuddered hard, the shared feelings of both their bodies at once threatening to overwhelm both their senses. Harder and harder he slammed into her, his pelvis and thighs slapping loud and wet against her ass, his talented fingers reaching around and rubbing her clit.

Ziana watched it all in the mirror. His expressions of pure animal lust. Her look of sexual bliss. The way their bodies moved together. How their Infalas glowed and pulsed in perfect union. It had never been like this, and she knew in her heart it would only get better.

"I-I—" he grunted, his cock growing to steel bar hardness and nearly lifting her off the ground with its girthy strength. He cried out an unintelligible stream of sounds as his body clenched hard, his climax erupting from him like a volcano, triggering a seismic release from deep within Ziana's soul.

The world went fuzzy pink, then pulsing silver, shifting to the deepest purple as all sight, sound, and thought vanished, the two lovers riding the wave of shared ecstasy.

They roused some time later to find themselves on the floor.

"Wow," Ziana said, erupting with uncontrollable giggles for some reason, her emotions raw and amped up from the encounter.

Dorrin shook as he pulled out of her, still semi-erect but unsure how long they'd been lying there. "Wow is an understatement," he said with a laugh, collapsing back into his woman's arms. "You are incredible."

"No, you ," she said with a grin so wide she wondered if her face might split in half.

He kissed her tenderly, her grin quickly shifting to something quite different.

"And this is only day one," Dorrin marveled, rolling to his back, his glorious cock flopping onto his leg with a hefty thud.

Ziana rolled with him, her head on his chest listening to his heart beating hard and steady. They were a couple now. Officially. Infala bonded, no less. And they were rich. Rich, famous, and pretty much the talk of the town. And this was only the beginning.

"I can't wait to see what comes next," she said, caressing his rock-hard stomach.

"And I look forward to finding out with you."

And so the two lovers lay in each other's arms, reveling in their unlikeliest of unions in the unlikeliest of ways.

Rich and famous , Ziana mused. And mated to an alien sex machine. Yep, life just got a whole lot more interesting, and I've got a feeling it's only going to get better.