Her scream tore the air, the orgasm racing through her, her chest and hips heaving against Zelron’s body still moving on and in her, extending her pleasure while she floated to the heavens. His head dropped to her shoulder, his teeth clamping down on her skin. He bit down, the sudden, sharp pain sending a second climax ripping through her.
He threw his head back, roaring loud in her ears, and she felt the hot ejaculation of his seed flow into her, coating her womb. Muscles twitched—her inner thighs, lower tummy and deep inside her pussy—as she floated down.
For a brief moment, she felt the crushing weight of his body when he collapsed on top of her, releasing her wrists and his legs falling limply to her sides. He pulled her into his arms and rolled them both, so she lay on his chest.
“You pushed me past my control. I have hurt you.” She heard the guilt in his tone.
“Damn it, Z, will you stop with all the self-pity shit?” She lifted her head and slapped his chest. “When are you going to realise, I love everything you do to me. I love how you make me feel and one little, love bite isn’t going to change that.”
“Seeing you touch yourself, it brings something deeper, darker out in me.”
“I kind of noticed that. You’re my big barbarian, Z man, and I love you for it. No one makes me feel more like a woman than you. Thank you.” She pressed her lips to the spot she slapped a moment before.
“But seriously, you’ve got to stop treating me like a child and smothering me. I get you want to protect and look after me, but I have a huge independent streak a mile wide you have to respect. Give me some time to learn and adjust.”
His hand skimmed through her damp curls at the base of her skull, cupping her head and pulling her forward. Eagerly, she met his lips, their kiss deepened, he pushed his tongue into her mouth to dominate and explore.
Her breath caught when he rolled them suddenly. This guy just loved to be on top, and she didn’t mind it—within reason.
“I will do my best to help you learn and not smother you. You are my heart, my life, little one. You have to help me learn as much as you need to learn.” A sly smile spread over his handsome face.
“If touching yourself is necessary to get me to see the error of my ways, then you may do it as often as you wish, but only with me present.”
Oh, boy! Providence groaned. She’d created a monster, but it was one she’d love for the rest of her life.
* * * *
Eight weeks later…
“They are dead!” Providence turned around at the sound of her big Z’s voice when he burst into the kitchen.
She frowned. “Who are dead?”
He moved to the sink where she washed several bundles of vegetables in the kitchen sink. Zelron wrapped his arms around her, brushing aside her sandy, brown hair from her neck, his lips skimming over the sensitive spot at the junction between neck and shoulder. She softened against him and one hand moved up to possessively cup a breast.
“I have just received a report from the Kelon station orbiting the Earth moon. They have been monitoring events.”
“I almost forgot about the M.A.R.C. Cosmetics trial, but who are dead?”
Thanks to Natasha Strickland and the police she was working with back on earth, they managed to find enough evidence on M.A.R.C. Cosmetics and its owner, Mario Vatelli, to have him arrested, charged with a host of crimes against humanity, and against the Kelon nation.
“The humans Forrester and Martin.”
She tensed hearing their names, twisting in Zelron’s arms to face him.
“Dead? How?” Prov knew from reports they’d escaped the first raid on the facility in Butterfield Creek.
“When they tried to transport the two Xersons to another location, the Xersons overpowered them and escaped. Martin and Forrester’s bodies were found…”
“Yes?”
“They had to go looking for the body parts. Xersons can be vicious when seeking revenge. The two who were kept beside me all those months would have had much anger.”
Oh, she didn’t doubt that. She went up on tip-toes to hook her arms around her husband’s neck. “Well, we can say justice has been served on those two. And with Mario Vatelli being prosecuted, I think things have worked in our favour.”
“I have my freedom, work I enjoy, my corami in my arms, and younglings on their way. Justice has been served on the vile humans who held us captive. I am indeed the most blessed of Elron.”
She giggled when he went down on his knees, his hands possessively sliding over her slightly swollen tummy. Solron informed her it was common for human women to carry twins.
“I think I got the better deal—one badass, sexy Kelon husband. I know you are going to make the best daddy in the galaxy.”