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Vexing Voss:Coletti Warlords 03(32)

By:Gail Koger


"I will catch you."

Wrapping my arms around Voss, I held on to him tightly and let out a  shaky laugh. "Now I know how you seduced all those women. You've got one  hell of a silver tongue, babe."

"You're my mate, and I will do whatever is necessary to keep you safe and happy."

"Just love me."

A fierce, hungry light filled Voss's eyes. "As you command, my lady."  His hands and mouth moved over me, possessing, consuming every inch of  my skin.

"Sweet Jesus," I gasped as he used his teeth and tongue to nip and lave my breasts.

The need to seduce Voss grew stronger and stronger. All I had to do was borrow some of his expertise.

I slipped into his head and discreetly shifted through his memories.  Shit. It was that simple? An unholy glee filled me. I was going to give  him the orgasm to end all orgasms.

I stroked a mental tongue down and around his penis until his body began to tremble. One simple lick, and shazam!

A guttural groan broke from Voss, and he retaliated. His ghostly fingers  penetrated me with one hard thrust. They retreated and drove into me  again and again.

My body caught fire. No! He was going to hit the big O first. I suckled his right nipple.

Voss pressed hot kisses down my stomach.

Colettis were so damned competitive. I massaged his tight buttocks.

He sucked my clit.

My hips bucked wildly. Crap, he was winning. I dragged my nails down his abdomen.

"The game is mine," Voss growled as he lifted me. His penis shot out and impaled me.

Damn that sucker was fast. I could feel it growing hard and thick inside  me. The delicious slide of his flesh sent ecstasy zinging through me.

Voss flexed his hips, and the pulsating tentacles pierced my womb.

My body convulsed as an almost scalding heat exploded inside me. Oh no,  he hadn't. "You're trying to convert me now? What kind of lover are  you?"

"One determined to keep you safe." His vibrating penis dragged across my pussy.

I squirmed as the vibrations intensified. Oh God. That felt so good, but  I couldn't let him get away with this. Drawing on every ounce of  willpower I had left, I fought his seduction. "Do you always follow the  Overlord's orders? Don't I get a say in this?"

"No. Wherever you go, trouble follows. Your fragile body is easily  damaged. Conversion will make you stronger and harder to kill." His  sinful mouth closed over my breast.

I quivered and shook as he toyed with my nipple. "Stop!"

A merciless gleam in his eyes, Voss complied. His penis went limp inside me.

A groan broke from me. He was truly evil, and who knew Voss could turn  it off just like that. My body screamed for release. I needed him to  fuck me. Now! "You want me to beg. Okay. You're right. I do attract  trouble. I can't do this without you, and I'll admit being converted has  its perks."                       
       
           



       

"Does it?"

Great. I'd hurt the big guy's feelings. Swallowing my pride, I wrapped  my legs around his hips and petted his slit. "Yes, I get the Coletti  version of Don Juan as my lover. What more could a girl want? Please let  little Johnny finish the job."

The big guy hissed in exasperation. "Little Johnny?"

The raw want was becoming unbearable. Was the sneaky bastard feeding it?  If I wasn't hurting so badly, I'd demand an answer. Framing his face  with my hands, I kissed him. "Big bad Johnny?"

"Where do you come up with these names?" His tentacles flexed rapidly, electrifying my womb. They vibrated faster and faster.

"Romance novels." I gasped. Fire raged through my body as Voss kept  rubbing his penis across my clit. My senses imploded into a million  shards of ecstasy, and a scream erupted from me. "Way to go, Johnny!"

His body bowed, Voss shouted, "Forever mine!"

Slumping bonelessly in his arms, I patted his cheek. "All that practice really paid off, sweetie."

For a moment, Voss stared at me in utter disbelief, and then he threw  his head back and roared with laughter. "You are a priceless gem."

"A word of warning. You visit that whorehouse again, and Johnny is history."

"All I want is you."

"Good answer." Snuggling into his chest I yawned and let my eyelids  drift shut. "Next time we do it in that gigantic bed. It's been going to  waste."

Voss planted a kiss on my head. "Next time."

"Now that you've repeatedly satisfied your mate's needs, I need both of  you at the command site. The Gorum require your presence," Zarek  announced a tad drily.

My eyes popped open in horror. "Oh my God! The Overlord's a peeping Tom!"

"Enough, Zoey," Voss growled.

"Well, he is."

"Shut up, Zoey."

"How would you like it if someone watched you getting it on with Detja, sir?"

"I would kill them," Zarek stated, his voice flat and cold.

"Thought so. I want your word that you'll give us the necessary privacy when Johnny is doing his thing."

Amusement filling his voice, Zarek asked, "Johnny?"

"Forgive her, my lord, the heat has affected Zoey's mind," Voss said hastily.

I snorted. "Like hell it has. Your word, my lord. I'm sure Detja and Kaylee would agree with me."

"Without a doubt. Very well, you have my word I will not peek into your minds while you're having sex."

"Thank you, sir."

"Detja felt you needed a proper battle suit to acknowledge your warrior  status. I have placed it in your storage unit. I want you to wear it to  the command center."

My jaw dropped in astonishment. "Yes, sir. Thank you, sir."

"You honor us, my lord," Voss added, more than a little bit surprised.

"Zoey's exploits have earned her warrior status." Zarek broke the link.

"Warrior status? That's like a big deal, right?"

A proud smile curved Voss's mouth. "A very big deal. Detja and Kaylee  are the only other females to ever achieve warrior status."

"I'm not surprised. They're really good at blowing up stuff too."

Voss grinned. "Very good."

Wiggling free of his grip, I dashed into the bedchamber and opened the  storage unit. A black battle suit with a copper design running through  the material hung from a metal rod. Beneath it sat a pair of armored  boots. I did a happy dance. "Awesome."

Voss stroked my butt. "Very."

I smacked at his hand. "You're insatiable."

He picked up a bottle, poured some lotion into his hand, and rubbed it over my body. "For you? Always."

"The Overlord is waiting," I reminded him as he stroked my breasts.

"Yes, he is." Voss tilted my head back, and his mouth closed over mine.

"Battle Commander," Zarek snapped.

Voss broke the kiss. "My lord?"

"What happened to your famous self-control?"

I countered with, "What happened to your promise not to peek?"

The big guy looked at me in horror. "Enough, Zoey!"                       
       
           



       

"Well, he was peeking again."

Zarek announced with a deadly calm, "You weren't having sex, now were you?"

Crap. He had me there. "No, sir."

That implacable mask slipped over Voss's face. "It won't happen again, my lord."

Zarek sighed. "Yes, it will. Your mate bond is very strong."

"Like that's a bad thing?"

"No, little one, it's a wondrous event, but I need my Battle Commander at his best if we are to capture Malik."

"Believe me, sir, Malik's a dead man walking. It's only a matter of time before I find and kill him." I hurriedly dressed.

Voss groaned.

A touch of disbelief in his voice, Zarek asked, "You claim blood rights?"

"He killed my mother and was responsible for the slaughter of millions  of my people. So yeah, I claim blood rights." Good thing the merge with  Voss had given me access to all their rules and regulations.

"I acknowledge your blood rights, but … "

Why was there always a "but"? "You want him to face the Kalafat?"

"Malik's treacherous actions demand it."

The screams of the children echoed in my mind. Zarek was 100 percent  correct. Malik did deserve such a fate. Plus the bastard had unleashed  his feral warriors on several of the Colettis' worlds, forcing the  Overlord to put his own people down like rabid dogs. "You're right, sir,  Malik doesn't merit a fast or easy death. He must face the Kalafat."

"A difficult decision, but the correct one. Report to the command center in fifteen minutes," Zarek ordered and broke the link.

Voss pressed a kiss to my forehead. "Well done, sugar tits."

"I'm not a complete moron, honey buns. Zarek doesn't handle betrayal  well, and I was afraid if I refused to give up my blood rights, he would  have simply forced me to comply with his wishes."