Authors: Loribelle Hunt
Leaving Earth (3 page)
Since he made no secret of his interest she let herself look her fill knowing he'd fuel her fantasies for weeks, probably months to come. God, he was gorgeous. Tall enough to tower over her she guessed him to be around six foot four with broad shoulders and chest, thick muscles roping over exposed arms. His dark wavy hair was a little long, brushing his shoulders, and she wondered what the strands would feel like in her hands, twined through her fingers. She imaged it down 21
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to the minutest detail, her hands buried in his hair, head thrown back as he nibbled her neck.
His eyes blazed. Hot and territorial and
promising
. Her pussy clenched in response. Shit. She had to get out of here, but she couldn't seem to break free, couldn't force herself to look away first. Someone approached him and leaned in close to speak quietly in his ear. He watched her as he listened and finally nodded at her and broke the gaze. It was as if a spell was broken and her body was suddenly hers again. She heaved a deep breath and turned to glare at Laney, who was chuckling softly and shaking her head.
"Whatever is so funny, I'm not amused." Laney sobered. "Neither was I, but it all worked out in the end." She jerked her head to one side. "C'mon. I want to show you something."
She led them to another hall and the path took her only feet from Daggar. It was hard to walk by him. She wanted to turn back and rub up against him, see if he felt as good as he looked. She shook her head.
Snap out of it, Kendall.
"This is the caste side of the palace," Laney said. "The barracks and training areas are here and our private quarters are smack in the middle."
"Layers of protection for the ruling family," Britt said.
"Nicely done."
Laney rolled her eyes. "They think so. Believe me, the protection bit goes overboard sometimes." The corridor dead-ended into a hall that stretched to their right and left. Kendall nodded to the right.
"Our rooms are that way."
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Then she turned in the other direction and led them a few short feet to a heavy door. When she pushed it open and Kendall stepped through she looked around in awe. It was like entering a new world. She knew Delroi was a desert planet, but what greeted her here was a tropical paradise. She sputtered a laugh. Even Britt was flabbergasted, her eyes wide and mouth hanging open. Kendall chuckled at her expression and the other woman glared then shrugged, her nonchalant mask back in place in seconds.
"It was a shock."
"Yeah," she agreed, entering the mini jungle. The door opened into a half-moon-shaped clearing. Paths led off of it into the trees and she heard water gurgling somewhere. She looked up and gasped. A huge opaque doom stretched overhead.
"Cool, huh?" Laney was grinning. She knew that was an understatement. She set off on one of the paths. "Come check out the waterfall."
Despite her advanced pregnancy, Laney set a brisk pace. Kendall had to smile. No matter how their lives changed, Laney would always be the soldier. As they moved through the lush landscape though her smile slipped as anticipation took hold in her chest. She felt watched, pursued. It wasn't an uncomfortable feeling and when they broke into another clearing, she wasn't surprised to see Daggar waiting. Her expectation of his presence was so strong she didn't even notice the waterfall at first.
It wasn't very big, only about thirty feet high, and obviously manmade, but stunning nonetheless. Water flowed 23
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over a ledge into a large clear blue pool. It drained into a small stream that disappeared into the bushes. Mossy banks surrounded the other three sides. She could see why Laney was so enamored of it. It was lovely. And peaceful. Kendall approached the edge and knelt down, trailing her fingers through the warm water. Heated?
She looked up to see Laney standing close to Daggar and laughing up into his face. An unexpected tendril of jealousy snaked through her and she stood slowly. Clenching her hands against a possessiveness she didn't have a right to, she tried to smile and took a step towards them. Laney winked at her and grabbed Britt's hand, tugging her down a different path. She called back over her shoulder.
"Don't forget dinner, Daggar."
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Daggar responded something affirmative but it didn't register to Kendall. For the first time they were alone and she'd become completely aware of him, every sense focused on him as he sauntered to her. He crossed the feet separating them in seconds and his hands delved into her hair, pulling out the pins and allowing it to fall down her back. His sexy, masculine scent filled her nostrils and she closed her eyes as he leaned closer.
"What is this fascination you Earth women have with restraining your hair?" he murmured the question but didn't let her answer as his lips fused over hers. It was not the frantic meeting of lips she'd expected. It was a slow exploration, a gentle claiming. He merged with her effortlessly, as if he'd been kissing her for years and knew exactly what she needed. Gradually it changed. Became commanding, controlling, demanding she submit. One of his hands twisted firmly, with a little sting of pain, in the hair at the nape of her neck, holding her still for his marauding tongue. The other wrapped around her hips and pulled her in close, pressing her against him so she had no doubt of his interest. His erection was a hard shaft against her belly. She didn't feel him pull her shirt from where it was tucked into the back of her slacks, but suddenly his hand was on her bare skin and it seared her. Lust took over her mind and she forgot all the good reasons that existed for not getting naked with a stranger as she pushed her hands up under his shirt. 25
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She wanted him. Craved him. Had to have him or she thought she might combust. Oh God. He was smooth and hard. And oh so hot. His skin seemed to burn under her touch. Growling, he broke the kiss and leaned back, pulling her shirt completely free of her pants and ripping it open. The buttons on the silk garment flew through the air before he yanked his shirt over his head and tossed it behind him. The shirt was one of her favorites but she didn't have it in her to protest, to think at all, as he moved against her again and her skin came into direct contact with his. A fever of arousal raged through her system.
She didn't protest when he spun her around and unsnapped her bra. She shrugged her shoulders forward letting the straps on the garment slide down her arms and drop to the ground. He shifted her hair over one shoulder, nibbling his way from her ear down the side of her neck, little bites that made her womb clench in need, as his hands closed over her breasts. He cupped their full, generous weight, kneading and squeezing his way to her nipples. He paused when he encountered the gold hoops through them. She held her breath. Waiting, wondering if they turned him on. If he'd be gentle when he continued. Gentle had never done it for her. The connection that seemed to exist between them didn't let her down.
At first his fingers were tentative, tugging lightly on the hoops before moving to the hard points they pierced, his grasp light. She needed more, so much more, and when his fingers squeezed a little she moaned. The sound seemed to edge him on and his grip tightened, pinched. She gasped 26
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arching her chest forward. His teeth clamped down on her shoulder and his hands tightened on her nipples, holding her to him, bringing an exquisite combination of pain and pleasure. Her pussy filled with damp heat and her clit swelled. She ground her ass against his erection. She just needed one touch, but if he kept manipulating her breasts she might come without it. All of sudden his grip loosened as if he knew.
"No. You don't get to come without my permission,
der'lan
. It'll be better if we draw it out," he whispered against her neck, his teeth scraping her over sensitized skin. She squeezed her eyes shut. She wouldn't survive drawing this out but what choice was he giving her? She couldn't walk away and she couldn't take much more.
"Please," she whispered, keeping her eyes shut and leaning back into him.
She felt him take a long shuddering breath. Good. He was as affected as she was. Then she felt his hands on the buttons of her slacks and she was grateful for the loose fit. They fell to her feet with no help and she toed her shoes off, kicking free of all of it. She tried to turn in his arms but he held her still and the sensation was a thrill. She was almost nude, only left in her underwear, and he was completely dressed, refusing her access to him. He was controlling her, dictating how she would receive pleasure. She'd fantasized it, dreamed it, but she'd never let a man have this much control. She didn't want to stop to think why she gave it to this one, this Delroi stranger.
His hand moved between them and she heard the snaps of his trousers pop open. Then he was pushing her down to the 27
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mossy ground, arranging her on all fours. She bit the corner of her lip and self-consciously looked over her shoulder. She'd learned to like her full-figured body, but she wasn't sure about presenting it to a man in quite this fashion. Her concerns were dismissed however, when she saw the rapt attention on his face. It was obvious he wasn't worried about the size of her ass.
She felt his thighs move between hers and nudge her legs apart. She dropped her gaze down to his cock and sucked in a deep breath. He was long and thick and finally a voice of reason spoke up in her head. There was no way he'd fit! And what the hell was she doing with this alien like this anyway?
But before she could try to extricate herself, to slow things down at least, his hands were on her butt. Kneading, squeezing. All thought fled as he spread the cheeks and looped his fingers under the thin back of her thong. One quick rip and it fluttered to the ground. His cock nudged against the entrance to her pussy. Keeping one hand on her hip, he used the other to push down on her shoulder. She went to her elbows, her ass sticking up high in the air, and forgot how to think as he thrust into her in one fluid long move. He was almost uncomfortably big and he stayed still inside her. She panted, struggling to adjust to the invasion, even as she nearly cried out in frustration. She rocked her hips back. She needed him to
move
. He didn't oblige. Instead he stroked her back, down and around her sides to brush against her breasts, tug at her rings, before gliding over her belly. Finally his fingers moved between her legs, exploring the sensitive lips that welcomed his cock before discovering her clit. He 28
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rested his thumb over the hard, swollen nub, but didn't stroke or pinch or squeeze it. Her rapid breathing was for an entirely different reason now and under the circumstances she wasn't above begging.
"Daggar, please," she whispered. It seemed natural to use his name and it seemed the spur to action he needed. He slid out of her pussy and back in with a rough slam. The pleasure was so exquisite she would have collapsed to the ground if he hadn't been holding her up, and on his next retreat and return she was coming, her mind flying apart as the waves of ecstasy overtook her body. His thrusts didn't slow or gentle, powering through her shudders and forcing her into another orgasm on the heels of the first. She let her upper body sink to the ground as she gave her body over to him. The orgasms kept coming and finally when she didn't think she could take anymore, his body tightened and he rammed into her one last time. He gave a muffled cry against the back of her neck and jetted inside her before they both fell to the ground. He blanketed her a moment while they both struggled to breathe, then he rolled to his side, pulling her into the shelter of his arms. She pinched her eyes shut not wanting to let reality intrude just yet, and as soon as she opened them she'd have to acknowledge she'd lost her damned mind. Sex in an open area with a stranger hardly counted as the actions of a sane reasonable woman, did they?
He murmured something in his language into her hair and her heart constricted. Odd. She'd been trying to prepare herself to get up and walk away—and ignore him for the rest 29
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of her visit—but she found it impossible to move after hearing his voice. She wanted to snuggle closer. What was he doing to her? Her behavior was so out of character it was frightening. She tried to edge away but his hold around her didn't budge. She sighed.
"We can't stay here like this. What if someone comes in?"
"This is the private family garden. No one will enter without my permission."
So much for that excuse. She had to put some distance between them. The longer he lay pressed against her back, the less resistance she had to the strange pull he had over her. She started to feel a little desperate.
"Laney could come back."
He chuckled and leaned up on one elbow to look down at her. "She won't. She knows what we're doing." Oh God. She groaned and covered her face with her hands. Could it get any worse? She'd accused Laney of throwing her single friends in his path and look what happened? No throwing necessary. Just out of control, raging hormones and a complete lack of willpower. Even now she wanted to roll over and explore him. He'd already had a turn. That didn't seem very fair did it?
He didn't give her the chance. Instead he stood and pulled her to her feet with him. Then he scooped her up like a child with one arm under her back and the other under her knees and carried her to the pool. He stepped into the water and as he descended she realized there were stairs carved into the side. He set her on the bottom step with the water lapping around her breasts, and exited the pool.
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