Alien General's Baby (Brion Brides 7)(47)

He moved slowly at first, thrusting into her with care not to hurt her, but the general remembered what Naima had told him before. The look in her eyes confirmed that she hadn't changed her mind about the good hurt.

A few sharper thrusts brought such a bliss to her face that Braen had to repeat the motions again and again, watching the rapture on her face with awe.

He took her nipples into his mouth one at a time, sucking on them as Naima dragged her nails across his broad back hard enough to leave marks. The pain was nothing but a welcome distraction, making him snarl and pull her hair back with a wild grin, kissing her exposed neck.

Naima cried out, her hips moving without rhythm on his lap, but the angle wasn't what Braen needed.

He lowered her back on the sheets, pulling back for a second to lift her smooth legs on his shoulders. The sight that greeted him was immediately etched into his mind.

Naima's lips were parted and her breasts were heaving from her fast breathing. Her legs resting on his shoulders gave him the perfect view of her body and his cock disappearing into her wet pussy with every thrust.

The heat around his shaft was all but blazing, Naima's body clenching down on him as he started pounding into her without holding anything back. Her mouth opened in a scream, but there was barely any sound as she gasped for air. Some of those whimpers sounded like his name.

"Braen," she moaned when she could form words again, "oh fuck, don't stop –"

With a savage grin, the general bent forward instead. He captured her mouth, nearly folding her in half. The angle of the position made Naima scream as he slammed into her. The bed moved along with them as her whimpers became pleas and a violent shudder of pleasure that went through her told Braen she was very close.#p#分页标题#e#

"You will not cum before I allow you to," he said, his own voice nearly as broken as Naima's, and this time not from the effects of the Fearless’ attack, but by what his gesha was doing to him. "I want to feel your pleasure when I spill my seed into you."

"I can't," Naima whimpered in reply, "I need to cum, please..."

Braen caught her hands in his, pressing her onto the sheets even deeper as his thrusts reached her core with every punishing motion. Naima's eyes were now begging for her when her words weren’t enough, the soft lips pressing fleeting kisses on his mouth and shoulders, biting when kissing wasn't enough.

He groaned, the pleasure growing to be too much. No man could ever deny their gesha, no more than they could deny their very beings. Not even in a situation like this, at least for very long.

He kissed her back savagely, drinking in her desperate moans as the heat built between them, drowning out everything else.

"You are mine," Braen growled, his rhythm faltering when Naima's pussy trembled at the sound of his voice and the unstoppable pace he'd chosen. "Mine."

"Yes! Yours," she whispered breathlessly, the tone of her voice shaping it into a plea. "I'm yours, please –"

Those were the last coherent words out of Naima's mouth because Braen changed the angle only slightly, but just enough. Every punctuated slam of his hips against hers brought only a broken cry which turned into a mantra, a chorus as he slammed into her wildly.

Their fingers were intertwined, grasping at each other.

Naima's eyes were squeezed shut and her head thrown back. Her body was locked into position as Braen fucked her hard enough to finally bring a scream to her lips.

It started as a whimper, growing into a full-blown, broken scream as she shivered underneath him. Her wet, tight pussy was so hot around his thick cock that it nearly made him lose control. Thankfully, Naima had been as close as he knew she was.

With one final cry of his name, she cummed, her entire body trembling in the throes of her orgasm. It looked like it shocked her with its intensity, her expression twisting as the waves crashed over her.

Braen groaned, breathing heavily as seeing her pleasure pushed him over the edge too and he filled her pussy with his seed. It seemed to last a lifetime, his release. More powerful than any he had had before, one that would set the baseline for all the times he sought to have together with his gesha.

Though they had conceived a new life when they shared a night together before, it was now that Braen felt truly and unbreakably connected to his gesha.

Naima was limp in his hands, shivering. Her eyes were wide open now, a blissful smile on her lips as he thrust into her a few more times before leaning down to kiss her. He loved seeing her writhe and groan a little as he ground into her.

Her lips answered his eagerly and when he finally released her hands, they came up to comb gently through his messy hair.

The kiss seemed to last for a lifetime and still end too soon. There was nothing hurried about it and when Braen rolled off her at last, he knew that everything they'd said in the midst of pleasure was true. Naima was his now, the bond made real between them.

He searched for any signs of regret or hesitance on her face. There was only happiness. Braen realized he'd never seen Naima more relaxed, more carefree than in that moment.

It was the best feeling in the world to know that he was responsible for that. No victory had ever tasted so sweet as bringing that smile to his gesha's face.

The general kissed her again just because he could, at last.

When he pulled away, Naima was grinning.

"Are you going to tell me "I told you so" now?" she asked.

Braen shook his head, bringing her closer to his chest, holding her in a safe, warm embrace.

"No," he said.

"Good," Naima replied, planting a quick kiss on his lips. "I was afraid you'd rub my nose in how stupid I was before, but –"

"I love you," Braen said.

Naima stared at him, robbed of words. No blade of the enemy, not even the horrible fangs of the Fearless had ever made the general's heart beat like that, than waiting for her reply.

Perhaps it wasn't the smartest thing to say, rationally. His gesha had only just accepted the bond, after all, but there were no halves with Brions. He was who he was and that was a man completely and utterly in love with the most beautiful and fierce woman in the galaxy.

"I love you too," she said softly, and Braen knew he'd never feel fear again.#p#分页标题#e#





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Naima





Braen rolled over on the sheets and pulled Naima into his strong embrace. She couldn't have fought off the smile on her lips if she'd wanted to.

I don't think anyone has ever studied the calming effects of a Brion before, Naima mused happily, cuddling up to her gerion. I wonder if there’s a paper to be written about this.

The little moment of peace was so powerful that for a second, Naima managed to forget about everything else. The feeling was uncanny, rendering her past doubts completely invalid. All of a sudden, Naima couldn't imagine for the life of her denying Braen anything, least of all the bond between them.

Everything he’d want, she’d be glad to provide. Knowing that it would be returned just as eagerly made something that had been an impossibility into a possibility instead.

Her body was calling out to get even closer to the general, to see if those wondrous crystals on Braen's neck would glow brightly again, just for her. Yet Naima resisted, content to stay as she was, staring up at the ceiling.

Braen's body was hot and strong against her curves, making his power evident with barely an effort. Even the way her gerion idly ran his fingertips over her naked flesh made Naima think of what those hands were capable of.

The world must seem like such a simple place for men such as him, she thought. If Braen doesn't like something, he can just change it. Saying "no" to a Brion general is considered a medically valid suicide attempt, after all.

The thought brought a smile to Naima's lips.

Closing her eyes and enjoying the private piece of heaven, Naima came to a conclusion.

She hadn't asked for Braen to come into her life. In fact, she'd fought very hard against that, but all of that was in the past now. They were having a baby and the future looked bright, perhaps exactly because it had come as such a surprise. Now that Naima truly knew the awesome power of the Brion bonds, she wasn't about to let go, ever.

She’d have plenty of time to mull over the very real baggage she brought with her into this relationship. With this man by her side, she got the feeling that she could deal with it in a way she had never been able to. Every relationship she’d had before had crumbled roughly the same way. With Braen, she no longer saw that looming threat to their joint happiness.

The emphasis being on the fact that she believed that they could truly be happier together than they were alone. Both of them.

"How much longer until we reach the Darnetta system?" she asked, trying to sound blasé.

The lazy smile that dawned on Braen's face made Naima dearly regret her chosen course of action up until her confession. She could have easily spent all the mornings aboard the Benevolent waking up in his arms.

In her heart, though, she knew that nothing would have been the same. The road to Braen's warm, firm embrace had been painful, but it made the prize that much better. Trust wasn’t easy to give and she knew that had she handed it over without considering the implications thoroughly, she would have never been able to trust herself with him.

Maybe I can postpone our duties for a little while, she thought. Saving the world or letting the most gorgeous man in existence fuck me until I scream, these are my choices. This is my life now.