His Virgin Mate(56)

“Try leaving me and we’ll see who gets the next spanking.”

The haunted look left his eyes, replaced by mischief as he lowered his head and kissed me. Our hands entwined, he lifted them over my head and held me still as he took his sweet time sliding in and out of my body, as if he had all the time in the world.

Me, I was more of the dessert first kind of girl, and my body shook beneath his, riding the razor’s edge as his tongue filled my mouth, fucking me as his cock fucked my pussy.

When I begged, he finally gave over to the basest of male desires, fucking me like a wildman, his control gone. With one, two more deep thrusts, he came. The feel of his hot seed pulsing inside me pushed me over and I came with him. It was perfection, sublime heat.

While the dream sharing had been intimate, those moments were nothing to this. I’d never felt this close to someone. We were connected. Bonded. One.

There was no going back. And when he slumped down so his head was on the pillow beside me, his weight heavy but comfortingly so, his cock still deep inside me, I knew I never wanted to go back to the way things were before. My place was here on Everis. With the one male in the entire universe that was mine. Von.

“Mate,” he murmured. “Mine.”

Yes, mine.

He was mine.





Epilogue



Lexi



“I do not know what you are making, but it smells wonderful.”

“I promised the girls meatloaf and gravy.” I’d made friends after Von took me to his home fortress. It was a community surrounded by smaller villages, all of them teaming with everyday people living everyday lives. I was one of the few women who lived in the fortress, but I didn’t lack for friends. Besides the other Interstellar Brides, we’d created quite a community with the local women, children.

“Hmmm.” He nuzzled my ear, distracting me from the vegetables I was chopping for dinner. “And where is my princess?”

“She’s outside feeding Bryn the cookies she sneaked off the counter.” Our daughter had just turned three, and she had her daddy wrapped around her little finger so tightly I teased him every time she crawled into his lap demanding an extra bedtime story or extra hugs and kisses.

I thought her at her limit when she’d begged for a pet, but three days later he’d returned from a Coalition mission with a strange little puffball that looked like a cross between a pit bull puppy and a fox. She’d promptly named the beast Bryn, which caused much laughter at dinner that night as she fed the creature treats from her plate beneath the table.

Fuzzy Bryn grew into a beast nearly half my size, yet he never left her side, more a babysitter than pet, and I realized that even in this, Von was loving us, protecting us.

And me? I’d arrived, taken one bite of their horrible food, and promptly taken over the kitchens. Now I had several others working with me to keep the hungry Hunters and their mates well fed. Within a few weeks, I’d completely remade their kitchens and learned Von’s favorite Everin meals and shared some of my own from Earth. It had been so much fun to combine both cultures to create exquisite culinary masterpieces. The spices on Everis were exotic and wonderful, but if I, or one of the other brides, craved cinnamon or chocolate from home, Von would order it for me.

Cinnamon delivered via transport across deep space.

Life couldn’t get any stranger, but I loved it. Loved every minute I spent with my mate.

Von wrapped his arms around my waist and snuggled up behind me as I stood at the kitchen counter. I felt every inch of him pressed into my back, even the thick ridge of his cock and I leaned into his embrace. “I missed you.”

He’d been gone less than two days, but when the Hunters went out on patrol, I always worried. He was mine. Worry went with the territory.

“Daddy!”

“Your daughter did, too,” I added.

I turned in his arms to look at both my mate and our daughter. She’d been conceived that very first time. Von hadn’t been surprised, considering how many times he fucked me that night. He also didn’t doubt his virility, nor my fertility.

I’d heard it only took one time from sex-ed in high school and the woman had been right. To say Von had been thrilled was an understatement. To say that he’d become protective to almost a smothering level was also an understatement. I’d had to endure his constant attentions, love and possessiveness for nine long months.

But when she was born, he transferred the bulk of his protectiveness to her. I wasn’t neglected, of course, but Von had been expecting a boy.

A boy to teach to fight, to Hunt, to protect the females of Everis. Instead, out came a dark-haired little girl and he was ruined. Destroyed by love.