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  My muscles tense as my hips thrust up into him instinctively, welcoming his tongue. The feeling of his rough tongue driving deep into my soft walls, exploring as my blood rushes down, makes my head spin. Light-headed, on clouds, an intensity is building around my clit until I can’t take any more. My toes curl and an explosion tears through me. Blinding, white-hot release rips through my body, leaving me shaken. Falling back to the bed, muscles lax, the aftershocks of the orgasm rock me.

  Visidion strokes my hips in long, trailing touches, kissing his way up from my delicate opening, across my stomach, making his way to my mouth. His scales are hot to the touch as I run my fingers down his back and along the huge bulge of his biceps.

  His body covers me, so much bigger than I am. His cock hanging between us is huge. A spasm tightens my core and for an instant fear strikes me. Is it too big? Lowering himself onto me, his mouth touches mine with gentle, easy kisses. He’s softly pressing his lips to mine, pulling back, then touching again.

  His gentleness pushes all my fears aside. Visidion will never hurt me. He is a protector, my protector, strong and bold and everything I could ask for in a mate. Cupping my hands behind his neck, I pull him in for a passionate kiss.

  26

  Visidion

  Every muscle of my body thrums in anticipation. She is more than I’ve ever dreamed. Her perfection is beyond my ability to form words. Every inch of her is perfect, beautiful, and enticing. She is all I want. A warm, golden glow deep in me pulses. She is mine and I’m going to claim her.

  My first cock is at her opening, ready to take what belongs to me, mark her with finality and join us together. She will be my treasure forevermore.

  Her soft lips move on mine. In anticipation of penetrating her with my cock I drive my tongue into her mouth, staking my claim here first. Her tongue rises to mine as her mouth opens wider, welcoming my claim. Her hands stroke my back, leaving trails of fire where her fingertips pass. My cock vibrates, jumping and throbbing, pent-up desire almost overwhelming. My balls pull tight against my body, aching, needing release. Instinct rages, pushing me to claim her, thrust my cock into her welcoming pussy and take my relief.

  I don’t give into it, maintaining my control over base desires.

  Taking my cock in my hand, I press into her pussy with just the head, then move it in an up and down motion. As her sweet wetness covers my head, the sensations tighten my balls even more. Pleasure burns through my nerves, and for an instant I slip, pressing in further than I intended. Rosalind groans below me, thrusting her hips up, but I regain control and pull back to keep from penetrating her fully.

  Breaking my seal on her lips, I kiss across her cheek while still moving my cock up and down her slit. She so wet it’s driving me to the edges of control. I’m not sure how long I can hold off. The ache deep in my stomach pushes, begging me to shove my cock deep into her.

  Her hands roam across my back, electric sensations following her touch.

  “Visidion,” she groans.

  Hearts pounding in my chest I slide the tip of my dick into her welcoming warmth. A sigh slides out as I slide into her. The warmth of her delicate walls clasping on my dick transports me. Pushing into the first ridge I stop, letting her body adjust to my girth.

  Her body resists, pushing back, and she moans and wriggles her hips. Every nerve in my body is on fire. Tingling, alive, aware of the slightest sensation. Air moving across our bodies, her light touch, the pounding of my heart that echoes in my cock as I wait to push deeper.

  Slow, so slow it hurts, I push into her. Wet warmth opens, taking me deeper, expanding to pass over the first rib of my cock. As it passes into her and her pussy closes on me I’m overcome with pleasure. My thoughts go blank. There is nothing but the sensation of her on my dick.

  I’m shuddering as it rips through me until my vision clears and awareness comes back.

  “Yes, yes, yes,” Rosalind pants.

  Biting my lower lip, I push forward once more, pressing the next ridge into her welcoming body. Slowly, letting her body adjust to accommodate me.

  “Ahhh,” she exhales in pleasure and her eyes bore into me.

  Holding my hips still, I lean in and kiss her while moving my free hand to her breast. Squeezing it softly, I work it as I move my hand to capture the hard point between thumb and forefinger. When I roll it between them, she closes her eyes and groans. Her pussy spasms on my cock pushing me to the edge. I struggle to hold off, to maintain control. Her body shudders beneath me. She hisses, then moans as her back arches up, pushing her body past the next ridge on my cock, forcing me back onto the edge I had just backed off.

  Clenching my fist next to her and biting my lip, I maintain control, barely.

  “Take me,” she moans, thrusting her hips up onto me.

  My cock slides fully into her as she does. Control disappears as she pushes me into her. Instinct and need take over. I’m in her fully now. With her hips rotating, grinding her hot, wet pussy against me, I give into my basest desires. I pull out to the tip of my cock, and then drive it back into her.

  “GOD!” she screams her pleasure, her nails digging into my back.

  Thrusting in and out, I claim her. My dick takes her and her body responds.

  “Yes!” she screams.

  I’m pounding in and out of her, my core tightening. Her moans and wordless screams pull me along. My cock drives into her tight wetness, pulling out, then claiming her again. Her eyes roll up into her head, and then I’m blinded too as my first cock explodes. My seed fills her, my cock pumping out more and more. My muscles are shaking as my release floods my body.

  The arch of her back relaxes and she drops fully to the bed below me. My cock softens in her wet warmth. Shudders pass over her and also down my spine as my first cock spreads the last bits of its seed. Only when she’s fully relaxed, her eyes open and looking into mine with a warm softness do I slide my first dick out. As it drops, soft and spent, my second cock rises, ready for its release too.

  Her face is soft and glowing, somehow even more beautiful. Grabbing my second cock, I shift and hold it directly over her sweet pussy, stroking it. Her hand moves between us and finds it, caressing lightly. A smile spreads across her face.

  I rise onto my knees and swing my leg over her. She watches with open curiosity as I grab her hips, lift her up, and turn her over onto her stomach. Positioning myself behind her, I pull her up onto her knees. Cock at her opening, I push forward. A shudder runs through her as my cock enters her again.

  “Fuck me,” she moans, as the head passes into her from his new position.

  Running my hands down her sides, stretching forward, I grab her tits and massage them as I drive my cock slowly deeper.

  “Yes!” she screams.

  Finding the hard points of her nipples I roll them in my fingers as my cock finds her depths. I hold it there to enjoy her hot pussy clamping my dick.

  She rocks forward, pulling part way off my cock, then impales herself on me again. As she pulls forward, I lose my hold on her tits, so I let my fingers trail along her beautiful perfect sides and down across her stunning ass. Grabbing her hips to steady her, I pull out and drive into her again.

  Her body and pussy spread to take me. She screams her pleasure as my cock goes deep. When I slap her ass lightly, she groans. Thrusting in and out, taking her, making her mine. She grunts with each thrust in and groans as I pull back. I hiss my own pleasure. My balls are already tight again, ready for release, but I’m not going to give in, not yet.

  In and out, I push, driving my cock deep and out again, running my hands over her as I do. I hold as long as I can until the tightness in my core overwhelms me. Losing all semblance of control, I drive into her and then I’m thrusting in and out with abandon.

  She screams my name, her hands balling into fists in the sheets. Her wet, warm pussy tight on my dick pushes me past my ability to hold off. Driving fully into her again, hands gripping her ass tight, I hold myself deep inside as my seco
nd load explodes. My cock spasms over and over, pumping my hot seed into her. She is mine, now and forever. My treasure, panting beneath me, accepting me. We are as we were meant to be, becoming one together.

  As the last of my seed pumps into her, my body shakes and spasms, pushing deeply into her. Holding there, my cock softens, but the warmth of her is too nice to leave. She collapses onto the bed, and I lie on top of her, letting my dick stay inside her.

  Lying on top of her, I can feel her heart pounding in her chest, and my own hearts match the rate of hers. As the pace slows and our breathing returns to normal, she sighs, then laughs.

  “Amazing,” she exhales.

  My smile must be covering my whole face. Nibbling on her ear, I push her hair aside and nip her neck, tracing my fingers along her side.

  “You are my treasure,” I whisper into her ear.

  “Yes,” she says, wriggling beneath me.

  My cock, still deep in her, surprisingly, begins to stiffen. It jumps to life, making me aware it’s ready. Rosalind’s eyes widen, feeling my cock harden inside her yet again. Biting her lower lip, her eyelids close half-way and she nods, encouraging.

  Sliding out until only the head is inside her wet pussy I pause, leaning in for a kiss. She turns her face to me, welcoming, soft lips meeting mine. With sweet kisses, we devour each other as I slide my cock deep into her hot tunnel, burying myself to the hilt. When my ridge finds her clit she screams pleasure into my mouth.

  She moves forward and my cock springs free. She crawls away a bit, rises onto her knees, and turns. Hands on my chest, she pushes me backwards until I’m lying on the bed, my stiff cock standing up in the air. Swinging her leg over me, she positions herself over my erection.

  She grabs my cock and holds it as she lowers herself slowly down. Somehow this feels completely new. Reaching the first ridge, she pauses until her body adjusts and she slides past it. Excitement fills my core. My balls are so tight, I’m sure they’ll explode. Electrical jolts singe their way through my nerves as she continues to lower herself. Passing the next ridge, she moans in a high pitch, throwing her head back. Her breasts hang heavy, calling to me, so I take them in my hands.

  She’s wet and warm and perfect as she lowers herself, and now I’m fully in her. Shudders run down my spine when she moves her hips back and forth.

  “Hmm,” she moans, moving.

  Massaging her tits, I focus on not losing control. My balls tighten and my dick stiffens more. I don’t know how long I can hold off.

  “Yes-s-s-s,” I hiss, hands moving to her hips.

  She moves her hips in a circle, tight tunnel gripping my cock. Suddenly she leans backwards, arms behind her, holding her out, and she moans. Her body is rocked, muscles spasming, hips pushing on and off my cock, fast and hard.

  Another load explodes as I give myself over to another orgasm too. Coming together, we’re both moaning. Slowly, awareness returns as last shivers run through my body, leaving me exhausted. Rosalind is breathing heavily, holding herself there until her breathing slows. She slides off my softening cock, moving next to me and laying her head on my shoulder. I wrap an arm around her, and we lie quietly together.

  As my heart rate slows to normal, I feel a peace I haven’t felt in so long it seems unfamiliar and strange. I run my fingers along her body, loving the soft touch of her skin. My thoughts turn to our homecoming and the things we will have to do.

  “Now more than ever, we have to bring the City and the Tribe together,” I muse out loud.

  “They are together,” Rosalind says, sighing at the passing of my fingers over her hips. She puts one leg over mine, snuggling closer.

  “You don’t have the City.”

  “It doesn’t matter,” she murmurs, kissing my neck.

  “How so?” I ask.

  She stops nibbling, pulling her head back.

  “Are you serious?” she asks.

  “Of course I am,” I say, confused.

  “Now? Of all times now is when you want to bring this up?” she asks, pulling her leg off of me and pushing herself away.

  “I don’t—”

  “Of course you don’t,” she snaps, climbing off the bed.

  Her beautiful breasts bounce as she jumps to her feet. Her ass is exquisite as she bends over and grabs her clothes. My first cock stirs to life, but my thoughts are a raging confusion overriding its baser desire.

  “Rosalind I—”

  She cuts me off with a look. I sit up on the bed, my first cock rising to attention between my legs as I swing them over the edge of the bed. I’m hoping to somehow understand the shift in her mood.

  “Now was not the time to bring this up,” she says, shaking her head. “All of that is in the future, those are tomorrow’s problems, but no, you couldn’t just be happy for the moment.”

  “I didn’t mean… we have to make a plan,” I say, trying to keep up with her.

  “Yes, but not now,” she barks.

  “But—”

  “No, no buts, not a damn one. I know where you stand.” She’s pulling her clothes on violently, talking fast. “You’re wrong and that’s all there is to it. I can’t lose any of them. I need every set of genes in the pool if either of our races are to survive. Nothing you say will change that. All of that was tomorrow’s problem, but you couldn’t just leave it there!”

  She stops, clothes in disarray, shirt barely covering her breasts, armored jacket swinging from a finger. She stares at me, eyes drifting to the erection between my legs.

  “God!” she exclaims.

  She turns on her heel and storms out the door without another word.

  27

  Rosalind

  “This could get rough,” I call over my shoulder.

  “Rougher, you mean?” K’sara asks with a smirk. “Damn it, Todd, get a bucket!”

  Todd’s retching echoes through the ship. We’re entering Tajss’s atmosphere. Since I’ve taken over manual control of the ship, it’s been vibrating so roughly I’m worried it will shake apart. The air passing by the front screen dances with flames as I shift the angle. Visidion is having a hard time staying in the co-pilot seat and running the controls on his side, which isn’t making this any easier. The turbulence bounces him up and down since he can’t strap in.

  “Ha!” Mesto exclaims as Todd vomits loudly.

  “Gross, Todd, by the Seven Widows, can’t you control yourself?” K’sara curses.

  The ship bounces again as we pass through the thermosphere. As we slow and level off, the jarring eases up.

  “I think we’re close,” Visidion says, checking the navigation systems.

  We haven’t spoken much since he put his foot in his mouth. I’m not ready to forgive him yet. I know I will, eventually, but right now I think he deserves the cold shoulder.

  “Rosalind,” he says.

  “No,” I say. “We’ll deal with it later.”

  His shoulders slump but he nods. Of all the moments, the one he chose was the worst. Now it’s here. I won’t be able to put off a decision much longer and I know it. It doesn’t mean I’m looking forward to it though.

  As I guide the ship in, we pass over the outcropping that houses the Tribe. We’re low enough to see them looking up and pointing. People are rushing, some running into the caves and others grabbing weapons. We must be scaring the hell out of them. A strange ship flying over, they probably think it’s the Zzlo.

  Choosing a clear area on top of a dune a short distance away, I bring the ship in for a landing. Once we’re down, I power everything off, and then we exit as a group. Visidion stays close by my side, but he’s smart and doesn’t say anything more. Everyone on the ship has picked up on the tension between us, but none of them have broached the subject which is fine with me.

  “This is Tajss?” Todd asks, weaving in place and holding his stomach.

  “Ha! Sucks this place,” Mesto says, shaking his head.

  Cenar steps off the ramp, crouches, and runs a handful of sand through
his fingers.

  “I like it,” he pronounces.

  K’sara doesn’t say anything, quietly observing the surroundings. Across the dunes, I see a group of males approaching, five of them, all armed and ready.

  “Ragnar, Sverre, Bashir, Drosdan, and Ladon,” Visidion says, his eyesight better than anyone else’s in this environment.

  Rather than wait for them to get to us, I herd our group towards them. They’re all armed with lochabers held at the ready, eying our new compatriots with suspicion. Ragnar and Ladon are slightly in the lead. Watching them approach, I sense the tension between the two of them. Nothing’s changed there. I guess I should be glad they haven’t killed each other in our absence.

  The Zmaj spread into a semi-circle, lochabers in their hands.

  “Rosalind,” Ladon says. “Visidion.”

  “Commander,” Ragnar says, ignoring me.

  “It’s fine,” I say. “These are friends of ours. They helped us to escape.”

  The Zmaj exchange glances before lowering the lochabers but none of them put them away.

  “Ha! Too many dragons,” Mesto says. “Hot! Too hot, water?”

  “We’re home,” Visidion says. “There is much to talk about but first let’s get out of the suns.”

  Ragnar stares at him for a long moment. Drosdan crosses his massive tree trunk arms over his barrel chest and harumphs.

  “What?” I ask, and my left thigh quivers and goes weak. Gritting my teeth, I will it to hold my weight and manage to waver only a little.

  “How?” Ladon asks, looking at the ship behind us. “What happened with the Zzlo? Are you here of your own free will?”

  Smiling, I shake my head and sigh. My head is pounding, my heart is racing, and a cold sweat is running down my spine. I really don’t want to stand here discussing this.

  “Like Visidion said, there’s a lot to discuss, but we don’t need to do it out here in the suns. Suffice it to say that we’re home and yes, we’re here of our own free will. Do you have any epis?” I ask.