Star's Storm(45)
“Who are you?” Jazin demanded in a low fierce tone.
The figure reached up and slowly removed the helmet covering its head. With a shake, long flowing locks of white blond hair fell in waves down the woman’s back. Star gasped as she gazed at an image that could have been an exact replica of her silhouetted against the stormy, dark purple sky.
The female smiled before speaking in a strangely accented voice. “Starla,” came the softly spoken response. She raised her hand out in greeting. “From a distant planet known as Earth.”
Jazin studied the outstretched hand silently before he grasped it in his larger one and tugged the small female forward into his arms. “I am Jazin. I claim you as mine,” he responded with a slight curve of his lips before he crushed her lips with his own.
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Star moaned as hot waves of need flowed through her body. She was burning. The scene of the Jazin and her so long ago blended with the hot feel of hands on her own body. She felt like those stars that had fallen around her. Her body arched in pleasure as a hot tongue swiped over her swollen nipples. Colors swirled into focus as her eyes opened in a dazed haze of desire. A cry ripped from her as the hands on her moved down her body, touching, stroking, igniting flames as they went.
“Jazin,” Star cried out.
“Mine,” a deep voice growled near her ear. “All mine.”
Star jerked as she felt a long, hard shaft of silky skin press against her swollen vaginal channel. Hard hands gripped her, lifting her hips up off the soft narrow bed under her. With one thrust, Jazin impaled his throbbing length as far as he could into the female below him. He was almost out of his mind with need to possess and mark the female he knew was his. His mind was still a tortured haze of images from the past week. But in the recesses of it, a soft calming voice called to him. He recognized her scent, her touch. When he saw his female flying backwards from the blow one of the guards had given her, his mind had splintered into a red haze of death and destruction. He would have killed everyone in the room if not for the man with the glowing amber eyes. He remembered him. The man had grabbed him, forcing him back against the wall in an unbreakable hold as he had struggled to get at the two remaining figures still living in the room. The man had spoken to him quietly over and over. Telling him that his mate needed him. Telling him to fight the drugs and to care for his mate. Only think of his mate, nothing else but his mate.
The man had slowly released him and taken a cautious step backwards. Jazin had shoved the man further away from him and hurried to Star’s crumbled body. The other male hovering over her moved away as Jazin approached, telling him that she was merely unconscious from having the breath knocked out of her. He had growled lowly at the three remaining figure warning them away. His eyes followed as the two males helped the other female who was injured stand again. He gently pulled the small body into his arms and cradled it against him as he stood.
He had followed the others simply because he had to get his mate to safety. They had charged out into the dark night. In the center of the courtyard, a star ship suddenly appeared as if out of thin air. Yells and laser fire followed them but additional fighters appeared over the walls forcing those who were attacking them to retreat. He never let go of the female in his arms. His body bowed protectively around hers as he ascended the lowered platform. Even once aboard, he held her close refusing to release her as they took off under the protective fire of the fighters. The star ship had burst through the atmosphere where it was escorted to a huge warship. He had refused to leave the star ship though once it was safely docked inside the larger ship. It had only been the assurance of the male with the glowing eyes and Dakar that it would be better to leave him and Star sealed inside until the medication had passed through his system. Dakar feared if they tried to remove either Jazin or Star at this point it would cause more harm than good.
Jazin had glared at everyone until the platform sealed behind them. Only when the lights dimmed and silence surrounded him did he rise out of the seat he had taken. He searched the small star ship until he found a long, narrow room with a small bunk in it. He had gently laid the small figure down before turning and sealing the door to the room. He would kill anyone who tried to enter and take the female from him. Once his mind registered he and the female were safe, he moved back to the bed where she lay peacefully.
His eyes roamed over her possessively. He bent over her and gripped the front of her shirt, ripping it open. His already accelerated pulse surged as a hot wave of desire sent blood flowing to his cock which throbbed painfully. Her small breasts gleamed in the muted light of the cabin. His eyes swept down to tight, form-fitting leggings she wore. He curled his fingers around each side and pulled them down until he reached the small, soft brown boots she was wearing. With a growl of frustration, he pulled each boot off and tossed them over his shoulder. He wanted her naked, now! With another jerk, her leggings followed her boots. A low rumble escaped as her scent caressed him, begging him to take what was his.