Star's Storm(72)

“Again?” Star asked dazed. “Are you serious?” She felt like she didn’t have a solid bone in her body.

Jazin’s eyes blazed and a wicked grin curved his lips. “I am well rested now. Again.”

Star giggled and shook her head. “Well Mr. Well-rested, I need a shower.”

Jazin’s eyelids lowered and the grin on his face turned even more wicked if that was possible. “Good idea.”

Star should have known she was in trouble from the grin on his face. Her startled squeal drew a chuckle from Jazin as he pulled out of her body and scooped her up into his arms rising from the bed in one fluid motion. She gripped his shoulder as her head spun from the rapid movement. Jazin called out the command to start the cleansing unit and stepped into it with her still in his arms. He set her down long enough to reach out and snagging a drying cloth. Star watched in confusion as he ripped it into strips. She sputtered when he grabbed her wrists and tied them together. Above the shower unit was a bar that could be used to hold onto if necessary. He flipped one end over it before he tied it around her wrists again. With a pull, he lifted her up off her feet until she was hanging in front of him. The only choice she had was to either hang from the bar or wrap her legs around his waist or over his shoulders.

She bit her lip before she lifted her leg up and put one slender thigh on each shoulder. This move opened her up to him, thrusting her hips forward and tilting her breasts upward. The deep growl of approval told her she had made the right choice.

“Now what?” She asked looking down at the dark head of her mate.

“Now this,” he said, opening her to him.

Star’s choked scream and the tightening of her thighs around his shoulders told him she like liked him attacking her clit with his rough tongue. He licked, sucked, and nipped at it until she was struggling and begging him to give her release. Every time she would get close, he would pause or bite down on her clitoris until she was still again. He would train her to come on his command.

“I want you,” she wailed out when he built her to exploding again then denied her.

“Only when I tell you,” he growled out in satisfaction as the warm water washed down on them like the soft rains back home. “Tell me who you belong to,” he purred against her as he slid two of his fingers deeply into her.

Star pulled up on her arms and looked down into Jazin’s eyes as he stroked her slowly in and out. She fought to keep her eyes open as the tightening inside her body built again. “You, only you.”

“Come for me,” he responded as he pushed deeply into her at the same time as he clamped down on her swollen nub again with a mercilessness that pulled a shattered scream for her as her body exploded at the fierce attack.

Jazin never released her gaze as he drank the sweet crème pouring from her like a river suddenly escaping from the dam that had held it back for too long. He pulled back, sliding her legs from his shoulders. Rising, he turned her until she was facing away from him. He pulled her back and pushed through her swollen, over-sensitive lips until he was buried as deeply as he could go. He pulled on her distended nipples even as she fought against the invasion. Her body was on overload from his careful manipulations. He had wanted to heat her until she was mindless. He had succeeded. She was mumbling wildly as he took her ruthlessly, pouring his seed into her again and again until he felt the moment her body opened to his and accepted it. He bent forward, biting down on her shoulder as she sobbed out begging him to let her come again. As his cock expanded and his hot seed poured into her, he pulled back enough to tell her to give him everything inside her. Those heated words of need washed through them both as her body responded to his in complete surrender.

Jazin held onto Star’s limp body. He was still too hard to withdraw from her yet. A part of him knew he should be ashamed over what he had done but he refused to feel any remorse. He was being selfish. He didn’t want to take any chances of something trying to take his mate from him. If they returned to his world and her parents tried to influence her feelings for him or there was another male from her past who wanted to stake a claim it would be a moot point. She would only respond to his body now. Not only that, she carried the heir to the House of Kassis. As such, she could never be taken from him except by death. He had sealed her to him completely, forever as she had asked.

He reached up and untied the strips of cloth he had used to tie her with. Giving the command, he switched the heated moisture of the shower to the soft, warmth of air that dried their bodies. He carefully pulled free of her body when he had softened enough to do so without causing either of them pain. Even so, he was still semi-hard. That appeared to be a constant state for him ever since the little warrior had come into his life.