Protected: Alien Mate Index Book 2: (Alien Warrior BBW Paranormal Science fiction Romance) (The Alien Mate Index) (44 page)

“Just try it,” he insisted, his deep voice grating as he clearly tried to hold on to his self control. “Please.”

“All right.” I slid back and forth several times but though his skin against mine felt incredible and his shaft got completely saturated by my juices, I still couldn’t come. I was nearly moaning with frustration when I finally came to a stop at the end of his shaft. Once more just the tip was lodged inside me and I could feel my inner pussy contract, wanting him… wanting
more.

“Gods, darlin’, you’re still so wet,” Grav growled, holding me by the hips. “Do you feel close to coming yet?”

“Yes,” I admitted. “But I’ve been feeling close since we started this. I need something else, something
more
to come, Grav. Please…”

I wiggled my hips and tilted my pelvis until more than just the tip of his shaft was lodged inside me. Until almost the entire head was breaching my entrance.

“Leah…” Grav’s hands tightened on my hips warningly but I noticed he didn’t try to pull out of me.

“Please, Grav,” I begged. “I need
more.
Why can’t we just, you know…”

“Fuck?” he finished for me, bluntly. “Because the minute I do that, I’ve lost all control of myself and the entire situation.”

“The point of no return,” I whispered.

“Exactly.” He took a deep breath. “You don’t understand about Braxians, darlin’. We don’t just fuck—we
breed.
Once I shove my shaft all the way in your sweet little pussy, there’s no stopping until my seed is running down your thighs.”

I shivered at his words but I couldn’t help it—I couldn’t stop wanting him.

“Don’t put it in all the way then,” I said, stroking his broad, muscular chest and abs. “Why not just put…I don’t know, an inch in. Just a little at a time to build the power. I…I don’t think I can come without you in me—at least a little bit,” I added. “I don’t know why, it’s just…just a feeling I have.”

“Well, you know your own body best, darlin’.” Grav frowned. “All right. But just a little at a time. I don’t know what an ‘inch’ is though—is that an Earth measurement?”

“It’s about like this…” I held my finger and thumb a little way apart to show him.

“All right.” He nodded. “Just an inch then—we’ll start with the head.”

“Just the head,” I agree breathlessly and spread my legs wider in anticipation.

“You’re eager, aren’t you?” Grav’s eyes were half-lidded with lust.

“I can’t help it,” I said honestly. “I…I need you, Grav.”

“Need you too, darlin’—so fuckin’ bad. But I don’t want to hurt you. Here…”

His hips shifted and I felt the broad, plum-shaped head finally push all the way inside me, past my pussy lips and into my channel.

Grav and I both groaned and I felt myself squeeze him involuntarily, my inner pussy stroking and massaging the thick invader.

“Gods, you’re tight,” he murmured, his hands still gripping my hips.

“It’s just that you’re so big,” I said. “I…I’ve never been with anyone your size.”

“Haven’t been with anyone your size either,” he admitted, grinning a little. “You Earth girls are so itty-bitty.”

“I am not ‘itty-bitty,’ I’m considered plus-sized on my planet,” I reminded him. “And I won’t break.”

“Not even if I do…
this?”

With a slow roll of his hips, he thrust more of that long, thick shaft inside me. I moaned and spread my thighs even wider, trying to be open enough to take him.

“No,” I whispered. “You…you can’t break me that way. Although you
can
make me completely crazy. Grav, I feel the power—I feel it growing. I just need
more
.”

“How much more?” he asked, frowning. “How much will it take to give you what you need, darlin’?”

“All of it,” I said recklessly. “All of
you,
Grav. I need you all the way inside me.”

“Gods, Leah…” he groaned and then shut his eyes tight for a moment. When he opened them and looked up at me, I could see that the red spark burning in the back of them had grown.

“What is it?” I asked him. “Is it too much to ask?”

“No…” He shifted under me restlessly, making me give a little cry from the pleasurable friction. “This is the point of no return, darlin’. If I do this, if I thrust my cock all the way into your sweet pussy, I won’t be able to stop. So this is it, right here. If you want me to stop, say so because I can’t after this.
I can’t.”

“Grav, please…” I tugged at one of his horns restlessly. “I don’t
want
you to stop,” I told him.

He gave a low groan that sounded like a man finally admitting defeat. Then he gripped my hips and with one long thrust, pushed the rest of his thick shaft all the way into me.

I moaned and gasped, loving the feeling of him stretching me to the limit. I could feel my inner walls opening to accommodate him, could feel the broad head of his cock deep inside me, kissing the end of my channel.

And then Grav flipped me over while somehow staying deep inside me.

I gasped at the sudden change of position. He had me pinned to the bed now, completely open for him, utterly penetrated and totally at his mercy.

It was the scariest situation I’d ever been in…and also the hottest.

I tried to say something but I could tell that even if I could get the words out, he wouldn’t understand me. The beast inside him had taken over—the red pinprick in the back of each eye had grown until it devoured his pupils and irises. Instead of white-on-black, his eyes were red-on-black now and they were filled with pure, animal lust.

I was in for a wild ride.

“Grav!” I moaned as he pulled out of me and then plunged back in, his thick shaft stretching me to the limit as the head of his cock gave the mouth of my womb a deep, hard kiss. “Oh God…
Grav!”

His only answer was more deep, hard thrusting. I moaned and opened myself to him—what else could I do? I was pinned to the bed, my legs spread wide, my pussy completely penetrated and filled by his big, alien cock. He had said that he wanted to own me and now I knew this was what it felt like. Grav wasn’t just making love to me or fucking me—he was
breeding
me.
Owning me.
And I knew it wouldn’t be over until he filled me with his cum and I came along with him, all over his invading shaft.

The deep delicious thrusting seemed to go on forever. I wrapped my legs around his waist and cried his name again and again, scratching long furrows down his muscular back. I could feel my pleasure and my power both building to a peak. I couldn’t stop either one—nor did I want to. I was getting close…so
close,
if I could just have a little more stimulation…

Just then, Grav took another position. Grabbing my legs, he drew them up over his broad shoulders. I gasped as the new angle opened me even more and moaned as I felt his pelvis grinding against mine, pressing right against my swollen clit.

It was too much…and just enough. With a low moan I felt myself reaching the peak at last. My back arched, my toes curled, and I found that I was somehow holding onto his horns, dragging him down for a wild, hungry kiss as he pounded into me, marking me as his, claiming me completely.

“Grav!” I gasped as my orgasm finally hit, rolling over me like a tidal wave. “Oh God—yes!
Grav!”

He must have felt my inner muscles contract around him because with a low roar, he pressed deep inside me and allowed my orgasm to trigger his own. I felt his thick shaft swell even thicker inside me and then something hot was filling me as spurt after spurt of his seed bathed the mouth of my womb, marking me as his in no uncertain terms.

Yes,
I thought.
Oh, yes…yes…
yes!

Leah

I had never felt anything like it—the intense feeling of being opened and penetrated and owned and the incredible rush of pleasure that came with it. I never wanted it to end.

At last, however, Grav pulled me close and rolled us over again so that I was lying on top of his broad chest, his shaft still half-buried in my pussy.

He was breathing deeply, his massive chest rising and falling like a bellows. I nuzzled against him, feeling warm and close and safe in a way I never had after sex before. It was so good…so
right.

And so different from sex with Gerald. After sex with my ex—because that was how I thought of him now, even though I had yet to serve him with divorce papers—I only wanted it to be over. Only wanted to get away from the invasive feeling of having someone else inside me so I could clean myself up.

It wasn’t like that with Grav. I wanted to keep cuddling with him, cradled on his broad chest with his muscular arms around me. I didn’t even mind that his still-hard shaft was still piercing my pussy. In fact, I kind of liked it. I was all worn out from the incredible orgasm—so tired I almost thought I could fall asleep.

Then I heard Grav call my name.

“Leah? Darlin’?”

“Mmm?” I looked up and saw he was looking down at me anxiously, a worried look in his white-on-black eyes. Because they
were
white-on-black again. The berserker red had faded, leaving him looking like his old, normal self.

“Are…are you okay?” He stroked the hair away from my face. “I mean, did I hurt you?”

“Uh-uh.” I shook my head and gave him a dreamy smile. “Actually, I feel
incredible.”

An incredulous little smile darted across his sensuous mouth.

“You liked it, did you?”

“I
loved
it,” I assured him. “Grav, that was hands-down the
best
sex I have ever had.”

He was quiet for a moment, concentrating on my face but I couldn’t tell why. At last he said,

“Do you feel anything?”

“The power you mean?” I stretched languidly, feeling a tingling that ran from my fingers all the way down to my toes. “Oh yeah—I feel all charged up now. I’m sure healing Teeny won’t be a problem.”

“That’s wonderful, darlin’,” he rumbled. “But…that’s not what I mean. I mean do you feel anything from
me?”

“Oh…
Oh.”
Suddenly I understood what he meant. I sat up, which pushed more of his still-hard length inside me. We both made little sounds of pleasure but I refused to let myself be distracted by it. Instead, I looked at Grav, concentrating hard, trying to see if I could pick up any of his thoughts or emotions. I tried my best to “tune in” on him, the way Zoe had told me she was able to tune in on her mate, Sarden.

Nothing.

I wanted to cry. Because when I looked at Grav, I could tell he was having the same experience. As much as we wanted to, we couldn’t catch each other’s emotions or thoughts.

Despite the incredibly intense sex, we hadn’t bonded.

“I…I’m sorry,” I whispered, biting my lip. “I
want
to be bonded to you, Grav—I want to feel what you feel, want to have that connection but, well…it’s not there.”

He sighed. “For me either, darlin’. I can’t feel a damn thing from you.”

“Does it really matter so much?” I asked, pleadingly. “Do we
have
to be bonded? We don’t bond on Earth, you know, and lots of people still make happy marriages together.”

“Like you and your mate you mean?” he growled.

The sarcasm in his words hurt—I felt like he’d punched me.

“That’s not fair and you know it,” I said softly.

“I’m sorry.” He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “That was a fucked-up thing to say. It’s just…without a bond, this won’t work. Not for me, anyway. Look what happened to my parents.”

“Do you really think we’d end up like them?” I asked. “Because
I
don’t. I’m not afraid of you, Grav, even though you’re the biggest guy I’ve ever seen. I know you’d never hurt me.”

“No, but you’d never be completely sure of me either,” he said, frowning. “You’d never know the deepest part of my heart—the way I’d never know the deepest part of yours. After a while it would hurt us—drive us apart. I’ve seen it happen, Leah. Not just with my parents, with other couples of the Twelve Peoples who tried to make it without a bond. Because it just doesn’t work. Not in the long run.”

“So that’s it? It’s all over?” I pulled away from him and sat on the edge of the bed. Wrapping my arms around myself, I tried not to cry.

“I’m sorry, darlin’,” he rumbled. “So damn sorry.”

I didn’t want to give up. Despite the finality in his eyes, I wanted to try one more time. I looked up at him, putting my heart into my eyes.

“Grav, please, I…
I love you.
And I don’t have to feel your emotions to know you care for me too. Can’t that be enough?”

His strange, beautiful, alien eyes were filled with sorrow when he shook his head.

“I’m sorry, Leah—no. It’s not enough. Please believe me—I’m tryin’ to save you a heartache in the long run.”

“Really?” I said icily, my hurt feelings turning from sorrow to anger. “Because it seems to me you’re trying to save
yourself
one.”

I got off the bed and started pulling on my clothes. Grav watched me, frowning.

“Where are you going?”

“To heal Teeny. That was the point of all this, in case you forgot,” I snapped. “Not to try and achieve some ridiculous, unattainable relationship goal. Just to heal a sick little girl.”

“It’s not unattainable,” he growled. “It’s
necessary
for a healthy, long-term—”

“Oh, just shut up!” I exclaimed. “If you don’t want to be with me, just
say so.
You don’t have to make excuses.”

“Is that what you think?” He was out of the bed in an instant and taking me by the shoulders. “Leah, I want you more than any female I’ve ever seen. The minute I saw your beautiful image on the AMI light screen, you were all I could think about. I
do
want to be with you—so much it fuckin’ hurts.”

“But you won’t,” I said, knowing it was true.

“No.” He dropped his hands and sighed. “No, I won’t.”

“All right, then.” I took a deep breath and ran both hands through my hair, trying to get hold of myself. This wasn’t like me, all this snapping and sarcasm. No matter what happened or how much he hurt me, I wanted to carry myself with dignity and grace.