“Do you know what it was like knowing you were at I.C. command and I could not join you? Do you know what it was like watching you bleed from your eyes while there was nothing I could do?”
She turned back around and put her hand on my chest. I covered hers with my own. “I’m sorry, Nyko. So sorry.”
“Mine, mate,” I said, the words filled with everything I felt for her. “Mine. No one will ever take you from me again.”
“Mine,” she added, her eyes soft with love. “I missed you, too. Touch me, Nyko.”
Stepping back, I stripped off my clothing as she watched. Naked, I moved to the bed beside her, fell back so I was resting on the bed, my knees bent and my feet on the floor. Megan looked down at me with confusion marring her smooth brow.
“I’m yours, mate. Do what you will. I am not in beast form. He is not so patient. But I can give you what you want right now.”
“And what is that?”
“Control.”
She arched one dark brow, her gaze lingering on my body. “Give it to me?” she asked, her eyes lowering to my cock at the challenge I’d deliberately put in my voice. My cock was hard and long, curving up to rest on my belly. Oh, yes. She needed to feel in control right now. I recognized the wildness in her, the deep need to take back her life from the horror she’d survived. I’d been forced to wait as she fought for her life. She was fresh from that battle, a powerful female who’d been made to feel helpless and weak and small. I didn’t want her to feel that way, I wanted her back to her old self. Fiery and wild, confident and aggressive. Mine.
“Do what you will with me, mate.”
Megan
Do what you will with me. Wow. Nyko was lying on the bed, naked. His arms were at his sides and his cock…god, his cock was ready to go. The blunt head touched his navel and pre-cum seeped from the slit. My mouth watered for a taste. I had yet to explore him with my mouth, the beast not allowing me the chance. Now seemed to be the perfect time. His beast wasn’t raging. He wasn’t being all dominant and possessive.
I wouldn’t admit it to him, but I liked him that way. There were times when my mind just wouldn’t stop and I needed him to take charge, to make it all go away. There was nothing more focusing than a swat on the ass or a little playful tug on my nipple.
I licked my lips as I eyed his cock, which pulsed. My gaze met his and I saw the dark, aroused look I loved so well. His cheeks were ruddy, and while his hands weren’t clenched into fists, I could see his muscles going taut. It was costing him to remain still when I was naked before him.
I understood completely.
Settling myself on my knees beside him, I took the base of his cock in a firm grip and licked the fluid up off the tip.
His body jerked as if he’d been shocked.
“Gods, woman, you’re going to kill me.”
I lifted my head away from his cock to look up his body at his narrowed eyes. “It’ll be a good way to go, won’t it?”
Yes, I was taunting. It wasn’t my smartest move because he wasn’t just a man. Inside him lurked a beast who really, really enjoyed fucking with wild abandon. I didn’t want the beast right now, but I did so love to ride the razor’s edge. I welcomed the challenge. I wanted to push Nyko, test his control.
But not too far. This time, I didn’t want wild. I wanted slow and tender. I missed my mate. I needed to feel connected to him more than I needed half a dozen orgasms as the beast growled and pumped into me. I loved the beast, the crazed passion he made me feel. But I needed more this time, the knowledge that there was nothing keeping us apart. We were home now. This was a new start where there were no Hive. Nor my mother. Nor any commanding officer telling us what to do. Just me and Nyko in our own magical kingdom.
Right now, in this moment, I was in control. And so I didn’t waste it. I took the swollen crown into my mouth and licked it like an ice cream cone.
Nyko’s taste made my mouth water, made me want to take more of him.
I did. Yes, he was letting me, but I also had his cock in my mouth. If I asked him to go steal the Battleship Karter in this moment, he’d go and try. When he hissed out his breath and one of his hands tangled in my hair, I knew he was all mine.
He didn’t have to give me control. With his cock in my mouth, he was mine. I ruled his body and his heart.
I was the only one who could do this to him. I raised and lowered my head, taking him deeper and deeper each time as I swirled my closed fist. There was no chance I could take that many inches into my mouth, even if I were a porn star. He was just too big. The way his hips bucked and growls rumbled from his chest, he didn’t seem to mind.