Alien General's Baby (Brion Brides 7)(16)

"Yes, I –" she moaned. "Fuck, Braen, yes! I need you, oh gods yes, I love how big you are, I want you, all of you!"

She could hear the general growl at that, his hands slipping on her sweat-dappled skin. In the next second, Naima felt herself being gently pushed forward to lie on her stomach.#p#分页标题#e#

Braen settled over her, his weight pinning her down on the bed. Naima moaned when Braen grabbed her hands and held them as well at the wrists. She was utterly helpless in his arms and loved it.

He kissed her neck, biting at her skin and driving her fast out of her mind with lust.

"I can feel that," he panted right against her ear, the sensation making her shiver even more. "Your pussy is so wet for me, so hungry for my seed. You are mine now. Mine and mine alone, needing me to bury my cock inside your tightness."

Naima writhed under him, trying to last through the blinding pleasure. Braen was slamming into her with punishing force, fucking her into the mattress so hard that the bed creaked and moved with them. She could feel her orgasm approaching, her only desire to ride the wave of that ecstasy as long as she could.

"Braen, please, I – I'm going to … " Naima moaned, barely holding onto any conscious thought at this point.

"Mine," Braen spoke hoarsely against her neck, although Naima could feel how close he was. "Do you want to cum? I want to hear your beautiful voice tell me what you want."

"Yours," Naima whimpered, her voice broken and weak. "I want to cum so badly. Let me – I, oh Gods it's so fucking good –"

Braen said nothing to that. Naima could feel him shudder as the general's own climax neared. They were both lost to a world of lust and heat and desire, moving against each other without rhythm or shame.

Braen was hitting the spot in her with every thrust now and Naima felt like she was going to black out. Her lips were parted, nothing but whimpers coming out. There were no words in her head anymore, nothing except for the desperate need to cum.

She cried out Braen's name as the orgasm shot through her like a lightning strike, every inch of Naima shuddering under the onslaught. The universe came to life behind her closed eyelids. This time, it wasn’t dark or foreboding. Instead, it was warm and exhilarating and the best damn thing she’d ever felt, the waves of the orgasm sweeping over her relentlessly.

Braen's huge cock pulsed inside her and the general kissed her neck passionately as he spilled his seed inside her pussy, groaning. Naima's body convulsed, strength leaving her limbs as she laid there, utterly spent, afloat in the more peaceful pleasure of her afterglow.

The general gave them both a long moment to remember how to breathe again before rolling off her. Naima's eyes met his blues and instead of the dissipating lust she'd expected to see, there was nothing but love. In his absolutely unguarded moment, Braen looked at her like she was the most precious jewel in all the galaxy.

It was almost enough to make a woman think that she was all that.

With a satiated smile, she cuddled up against his chest, resting her head on his mighty pecs. Braen's hands gently caressed her skin and despite the wild fucking, Naima felt like it was the most intimate moment they'd shared so far.

There was no need, and even no space for words. For all the objections she’d had about everything, for once he’d made her shut up. It was a nice feeling.

I could get used to this.

She didn't register the moment when she fell asleep again. Naima had all but forgotten about her nightmare. Wrapped up safely in Braen's arms, the Fearless didn't return to her.





9





Braen





Naima was his.

After the night they'd spent together, there was no doubt in Braen's heart that they were meant for each other. The passion they'd shared, it was so far beyond anything he'd experienced with Brion women that it made them fade away like shadows from the light that was Naima.

He woke up first, grateful to get a few unguarded moments to simply watch the beautiful Terran. The general knew better than to expect any miracles from Naima, she was more than likely to still resist the bond even after their night together.

It didn’t matter. To him, it was final.

His gesha's presence was like staring right at a star, bright and vivid and almost dangerous in its intensity.

As a Brion general, nothing was truly beyond Braen. Paired with a natural curiosity and an unstoppable need to test his limits, nothing had ever captured him for too long. There was always something on the horizon. A new challenge, a mystery, a worthy opponent.

Now Naima was everything. He could easily see a lifetime with her and only her, and it would be enough to sate his urge to know and conquer completely.

Braen finally understood why it was pointless to ask a bonded couple what it felt like to find their fated. All the words in the galaxy couldn't have described what it felt like to feel Naima's soft lips on his. And nothing in his life compared to the pure rush of feeling her return the kiss just as wildly, just as hungrily.#p#分页标题#e#

Naima moved in her sleep, subconsciously drawing nearer to him. She had the sweetest smile on her face. Her scent, her gorgeous body and the heat of her were driving Braen quickly mad with desire. He had to suppress a deep growl, along with a need to wake his gesha and bury his cock into her inviting pussy right then and there.

Patience. Terrans call it a virtue. I call it a necessity.

Braen finally agreed with her on the topic of the Brion senses. Only he didn't think it was her that was getting the short end of that deal. To resist her was nearly impossible. Only by exercising his considerable self-control did Braen deny himself the temptation of waking her.

Yet he knew it was the right thing to do. Naima's desire for him was obvious, but that wasn't what made a truly lasting bond. Braen wanted all of her and lust wasn't the most important part by far.

He had to give Naima time to adjust to her new life, as inevitable as it was. If he had learned anything from the myths surrounding the mates of some of his general brothers, it was that rushing was the fastest way to failure.

There wasn’t a soul in Brion space that hadn’t heard some version of the story of Faren’s gesha trying to escape him using the sewers. Braen didn’t need his own matching tale.

At last, Naima opened her gorgeous green eyes and Braen got to enjoy a single look of complete and utter happiness before the reality seemed to crash down on her.

"Oh, fuck," were Naima's first words to him, her eyes growing wide and her mouth remaining open after those words slipped out.

"I wouldn't phrase what happened last night like that. Technically, you are not wrong," Braen replied.

Naima scrambled away from him, leaving his body aching for her warmth. She took the sheets with her, dragging them off the bed as she stood, trying to cover her nakedness. Then her eyes dropped. Braen grinned a little, seeing the way Naima's mouth stretched open wider, staring at him.

He might have flexed a little for her viewing pleasure.

"I fucked up so badly," she whispered, changing the subject then. "How did that even fit?"

"We are destined for each other," Braen said, paying no attention to his nudity. "It would be a cruel fate if we didn't match in every way."

He paused, a hungry fire flaring up in him. Naima watched his cock grow harder with a mix of ravenous lust and deep despair. Her brows knitted together and as far as he could tell, it was equal parts desire to crawl back on the bed with him, and the need to run as far and as fast away as she could.

Good thing they were on his ship and there was nowhere to go. Considering how willful the little Terran was, he had no doubt that she really would run, given the opportunity.

"You are perfect," Braen went on in a leisurely way. "Your pussy was so incredibly tight and wet like you were made for me –"

He stopped when Naima shuddered from head to toe, covering her ears with her hands and almost letting the sheet drop.

"Don't say that," the little Terran snapped, her temper turning him on even more. "I won't deny that it was nice, but it can't happen again. We are on a mission and we can't complicate things by doing this."

"Nice?" Braen asked, a playful smirk on his lips.

He got up, walking over to Naima, who couldn't back away fast enough in her makeshift robe of sheets. The general pulled her into his arms before she could back into a wall and after a prideful struggle, his gesha relaxed.

Her body spoke for itself, but Braen wasn't simply after her desire. She was his fated and that meant belonging to each other, heart and soul. The little pout of insolence and shock at her own behavior the previous night only made it sweeter.

"I will not touch you if you tell me no," he said, his deep voice dropping to a whisper, "but I heard nothing of the sort yesterday and I don't hear it now. I know Terrans think some things ought to be chosen. It doesn't mean you have to fight what you truly want for the sake of – Pride? Manners? Tradition?"

"It's not that," Naima protested.

Her answer surprised him.

"It's you. I might agree to the bond one day or I might not, I can't be sure of that. None of that will change what you feel, will it?"

"No."

"Then giving in to you isn't something I should do lightly," Naima finished, a sad, slightly confused look in her eyes. "I don't want to give you hope when I could take it all away when it turns out to be nothing but attraction or… lust on my part."#p#分页标题#e#