A Mate for the Senator (Brion Brides 9)(7)

She could feel words coming to her lips that she would never have spoken in any other situation. Thoughts that came from somewhere deep inside her popped into her mind and drove Eleya crazy with desire.

"Harder," Eleya ordered, but it came out sounding more like a plea.

"As you wish," Xaven replied with a strained grin, showing that he wasn't nearly as blasé about it all he pretended to be.

Eleya screamed when the captain adjusted himself, thrusting into her at a new angle, supporting his weight on his hands to drive into her with a pace that brought back some of the pain. Eleya moaned, far beyond caring about anything like that. Every nerve ending in her body was alight with fire, burning for him as he burned for her.

"Cum inside me," she moaned, meeting the warrior's gaze. "I want to see your big cock slamming into me, to feel your hot cum filling me..."

Xaven groaned, leaning down to capture her lips in a wild, biting kiss.

"I will," he promised. "That tight pussy is mine now, only mine. I will fuck you every night if you want me to. Do you want that?

"Do you want to call for me in the middle of one of your boring Senate sessions? To slip out of the room and let me pound you into the wall while they wait for you? Do you want me to make you scream so loudly every soul in the palace will hear?"

Eleya was lost. She was adrift in her pleasure, gone so far over the edge of reason she didn't see a way back.

"Yes," she moaned. "Yes, that's what I want! Take me, take me so hard I cum screaming your name."

Xaven said nothing to that. His deep dark blue eyes shone above her as the warrior fucked her into the mattress, making every bone in her body shake as he thrust balls deep into her. Eleya whimpered, her voice too broken to say anything else.

She only wanted him, wanted the warrior to claim her until there was no doubt about their bond. The need to belong was growing inside her, appearing out of the blue. When it arrived, it was all Eleya could feel.

She needed Xaven in a way she couldn't describe. The fucking was only a part of the bond – and she wanted all of him.

The change of pace was working and Eleya was quickly losing her mind. The heat building toward her orgasm was ripping through her. She cried out when the first waves started gently washing over her before the storm of ecstasy hit.

"Xaven!" she cried, trembling under his big body.

The warrior kissed her, hard and unyielding and loving despite the brutality of it. Eleya could only respond, trying to hold on to the reality when she cummed. Her body tensed up from toe to tip, pleasure running wild in her body as her pussy clamped down on Xaven's huge cock inside her.#p#分页标题#e#

"My gesha," Xaven grunted, following her over the edge.

She could feel his cock throbbing in her pussy, spilling his hot seed into her. The sensation was so good it triggered another shock wave inside her. Eleya cried out as she kept coming, Xaven's merciless thrusts never easing up before they both laid spent on the bed, kissing each other lazily.

The smile on her lips refused to leave. When Xaven let go of her hands, Eleya ran them soothingly over his muscled, flawless body. The climax she'd just experienced was the most intense in her life, but the emotion that overwhelmed her was something else altogether.

She was happy.

It hadn't happened to her in a while. Ever since she was forced to leave her flagship, Eleya had been content at best. Nothing had gotten a reaction above restrained pleasure out of her, but Xaven had changed that.

The warrior rolled off her, pulling out of her ravaged body gently, lying down next to her and running his fingers gently down her body.

"How's that heart of yours?" he asked, observing her with a knowing grin.

Eleya laughed softly, nodding, knowing she'd been wrong in her prediction.

"Better," she said. "I know I said it would never beat for you, but I can definitely feel some. This is a good first try, but you're going to have to do better to win it completely."

Xaven chuckled, kissing her again.

"What kind of a Brion would I be if I didn't like challenges? You're on. I will make your heart mine, no matter what it takes."





6





Xaven





The task proved to be more difficult than he'd imagined.

Traditionally, the bonding was the moment where a fated couple came together and stayed together. It was supposed to be culmination of their desire and love for each other, the peak of happiness that they could start building their life from.

Xaven was ready to admit that it would not work like that for him and Eleya, given that they didn't know each other very well yet.

The facts of the matter were different. Next morning, when he went in for a kiss, Eleya was back to being the ice queen that she was. She no longer pulled away or stopped him from approaching her, but it was hard to believe it was the same woman who'd cried out his name last night.

"Did something happen?" Xaven asked, taking a seat opposite of Eleya.

There was breakfast laid out on the table in the High Senator's dining room. In the midst of the plates and chalices lay at least a dozen different tablets, all glowing, some beeping. Eleya's attention seemed entirely devoted to them.

His gesha gave him a quick look and a soft smile before returning to her work.

"Not particularly," she said. "The union     is going through some tough times, but that has always been the case. I don't think there will be a peaceful year as long as it exists. It's simply too big, there are too many quarrels and feuds, too many logistical issues to deal with and too many mouths to feed.

"I keep telling them this, but they don't listen."

Xaven watched Eleya type something into the nearest tablet and observe it with interest, clearly waiting for a response.

"I meant, did something happen to us?" he asked.

Eleya looked up, surprised.

"No," she said, shaking her head. "Why would you ask that? I will join you for breakfast in a minute, I just need a moment to make sure our trade agreements are in order with the union    . The new harvest world is messing up the schedules."

Xaven said nothing to that. He poured himself some wine and waited while Eleya gradually shut off all the tablets and started eating.

The High Senator's eyes were wary as she looked at him.

"What did you mean by that?" she asked, cocking her head to the side slightly. "I thought we were fine. The bonding went well."

Well. It went well?

"I thought it went better than that," Xaven said. "I was looking forward to waking up with you in my arms, maybe taking you before we started the day."

Eleya's lips curled into a smirk before she shrugged and replied:

"That would have been an interesting option, but I have responsibilities. I wake up very early and see through all the damage the galaxy has done overnight. Then I am free to deal with everything else during the day."

"That's fine," Xaven said. "You are the High Senator."

"Unfortunately, yes," Eleya said, smiling.#p#分页标题#e#

It was odd. She looked at ease, much more so than when Xaven had first met her, but there was still something missing from the carefree woman she'd been the night before.

It felt like the morning had reset her, with only minor improvements to their relationship.

"We should talk about you," Eleya continued, lifting some fruits on her plate. "Now that you are no longer technically in the armies, what would you like to do? As the High Senator, I can tell you which positions are open and which are weak –"

"I think I can manage that without your help," Xaven said, more sharply than he'd intended, correcting as soon as he saw the look on Eleya's face. "I will not have my gesha find me a title that I wouldn't win myself."

It had gotten considerably colder at the other end of the table.

"That is not what I had in mind," Eleya said, her tone a lot less cheerful than before. "I was going to suggest something. It's my job, among a thousand other things, to make sure that the most capable people are put in a position where their talents aren't wasted.

"You are one of the best fighters I've ever seen. I think you deserve a recognition for that and Brions deserve you doing your duty for them."

The praise didn't gladden Xaven as much as it should have.

"What did you have in mind, then?" he asked.

Eleya set her cup on the table and regarded him with a look that was borderline upset.

"That is what I asked you," she said. "I don't understand why you're defensive. You're a capable warrior, a naturally talented one. I thought you would be jumping at every opportunity."

Xaven nodded.

"I could," he admitted. "I know I could be a general on any ship."

"Not any," Eleya said.

"No?" Xaven asked, now feeling the burn of anger in his veins as well.

He had no idea how the conversation had gone south so quickly.

"No," Eleya replied firmly. "Some. Not most. Definitely not any of them."

"You haven't seen what I am capable of when I really fight," Xaven said tersely. "The duel we had was a match of skill. The stakes did not include my life. In a duel for the position of a general, where my opponent is bound to kill me if I don't kill them first, it's different."

Eleya's gorgeous blue eyes were now glaring daggers at him for sure.