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Chapters (41)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright
  4. For You
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter Two
  7. Chapter Three
  8. Chapter Four
  9. Chapter Five
  10. Chapter Six
  11. Chapter Seven
  12. Chapter Eight
  13. Chapter Nine
  14. Chapter Ten
  15. Chapter Eleven
  16. Chapter Twelve
  17. Chapter Thirteen
  18. Chapter Fourteen
  19. Chapter Fifteen
  20. Chapter Sixteen
  21. Chapter Seventeen
  22. Chapter Eighteen
  23. Chapter Nineteen
  24. Chapter Twenty
  25. Chapter Twenty-One
  26. Chapter Twenty-Two
  27. Chapter Twenty-Three
  28. Chapter Twenty-Four
  29. Chapter Twenty-Five
  30. Chapter Twenty-Six
  31. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  32. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  33. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  34. Chapter Thirty
  35. Chapter Thirty-One
  36. Chapter Thirty-Two
  37. Chapter Thirty-Three
  38. Chapter Thirty-Four
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There were still memories of my old self within. Like him, I wanted sex. Thoughts I could never voice to myself before even within my thoughts now pounded in my mind. I had to get filled.

He broke off the sucking and squeezed firm over both. Thanks to the spittle and my own almost snakelike movements, it was impossible to keep a firm grip.

Pounds of muscle I could only guess at leaned over me. Like a true gentleman, he kept most of his hard bulk off. Although I could feel his manhood push against my cock.

It was a good reminder of how our maleness differed. I wasn’t big for Earth guys. He was bigger than Earth males. I never felt so vulnerable in my life and yet so protected. Country folk watch over their own, but nobody smart would mess with a muscled royal warrior.

‘James’ was right, I needed to be taken care of. However, I wouldn’t be a parasite. I’ll do everything in my power to make sure Matros had a mate he’d be proud to claim as his own.

And please… please claim me soon.

His lips sealed over mine and his tongue slid deeper within. My lips parted either from his strength or an invitation but no matter what, I still sucked at him as he did me. Certain things are universal and that includes their ability to kiss. We explored each other’s mouths. One could almost say he fucked me with his tongue. Lingering thoughts on how I was kissing a guy still stayed. My town was nice enough, but you didn’t come out. Only a few did, and they got teased. That kind of upbringing stays with you.

I’m not there anymore – nor would I care if I were.

My attention resumed to where it should be – on my man. Volardi were big everywhere. I could only imagine how his mouth would feel in other places. He broke off the kiss, and I continued kissing at the air before the heat of embarrassment flashed over my face.

“Pain and pleasure,” he said. “Pain…” He squeezed my nipples and my jaw tightened. “Pleasure…” He released the pressure and slowly licked his warm, wet tongue over the end. Without conscious thought, I ground my cock against him as he pulled away. “Pain…”

My forehead scrunched before I got the lesson. It wasn’t all physical. Not being with my man was torturous. Even if I knew it was coming soon.

He pointed to the edge of the pool. “Back on your knees for more...”

There are only so many reasons to tell someone to get on their knees. You want them to suck you off. I’d do it… gladly, but the slick grew between my ass cheeks with every quick heartbeat.