Star Kissed (24 page)

She’d known sex with Akkadi would be different, but she didn’t expect it to be so intense! She never needed anyone the way she did him, even when he was buried inside her. She craved more of him already.

She pulled his face to hers, unable to stop the hunger burning her up from the inside out. He responded and moved in and out of her, slowly at first then faster. The combination of his size and movement, the friction of their bodies, and the madness consuming her caused a familiar tension to build at her core.

Mandy lost all sense of herself, drowning in the feel and scent of him. Akkadi wasn’t making love to her. He was claiming her in a way she’d never be able to forget.

Her body arched of its own accord, the tension so tight, she could barely breathe. He kissed her neck and continued sliding in and out of her.

Mandy’s orgasm broke. She cried out, clutching him as powerful waves of pleasure swept through her, robbing her of her last shreds of control and plunging her into a world of sensual feeling without thought.

 Seconds later, his body went rigid atop hers. He muffled his own cry of release with the pillow then pumped a few more times before he went limp on top of her.

Panting, Mandy floated in the afterglow of her climax. She listened to Akkadi’s ragged breathing and gradually grew aware of her body once more. She wrapped her legs around his hips in a lower body hug and hooked her ankles over his ass to keep him inside her. Running her fingernails down his back, she took deep breaths to pull as much of him into her as possible.

“I can’t get enough of you,” she whispered, wishing she could get closer somehow.

Akkadi raised his head. He pushed her hair from her face with his fingers, his eyes roaming her features with fascination before he met her gaze.  

They gazed at each other silently, breathing the same air and bodies filling the same space.

“Was that normal for you?” he asked.

She laughed hoarsely. “No. Everything is different with you.”

Before that moment, she hadn’t realized how true the admission was. His kiss, his touch. God help her, his lovemaking. She’d never be the same after experiencing him.

Akkadi sensed the impact of her words and studied her.

“What happened to you while you were gone?” she asked. “I expected you to be passionate, but this was something else.”

He lowered his head and trailed kisses down her neck.

“Are you trying to ignore me?” she demanded, surprised.

“Trying? No.” He captured a nipple in his mouth and sucked hard.

Mandy gasped.

“I’m about to succeed,” he replied.

He shifted his hips, and she released her ankles, lowering her legs. Akkadi kissed her before she was able to pursue, rendering her breathless with another of the kisses only he had ever been able to give her. His penis was growing hard inside her.

Desire rose hot and fast. Rather than the sensual exploration of her body he started with, his hands and mouth were demanding, as if he was desperate to taste and feel all of her. Mandy let his passion ignite hers and sweep them both away.

Chapter Fourteen

Hours later, Mandy slept deeply in his arms. Akkadi held her against him tightly, not wanting to let go. The combination of their need was explosive – beyond anything he ever experienced or imagined possible with a mate. He understood why his cousins lined up at his door to claim Mandy, though he couldn’t help feeling as though lovemaking with her would be unlike anything he would go through with any other woman, Naki or human.

After the battle on the Kini planet, he found it almost impossible to contain the emotions he’d freed. They roared to life once more when he touched Mandy. Even now, they were intense within him, demanding he claim her again and again.

He ran his fingers through her hair and buried his face in the nape of her neck, loving her scent. Her pliant body was too compelling; he couldn’t keep his hands from running the length of her supple, soft skin to explore the dips and mounds of her feminine form. He’d never been fascinated by any Naki consort’s body.

He rested his head back on his pillow, content with the warm body in his arms. No Naki would let him do what he’d done with Mandy. Kissing was a formality, a token of appreciation not meant to be enjoyed. Sex with a Naki was perfunctory, the unspoken agreement between two logical parties that sex should be performed only when necessary. Never for pleasure.

With Mandy, everything had been pleasure. His penis was hard again with his need to sink into her hot, slick depths. He couldn’t get the feel of her out of his thoughts; it was branded on him, like the smell of her skin and the sound of her calling his name in the throes of her orgasm. She was open and uninhibited, aroused by his body the way he was hers.

She’d almost driven him over the edge when she took the full length of his arousal into her velvety mouth. He planned to take it slow until that moment, when her teeth brushed the head of his penis. She also gave him an idea, one he hoped to try when she woke.

Akkadi shifted against her, the firm rounds of her butt pressed against his arousal. He resisted the urge to sink it between her cheeks to the moist, tight sheathe he knew was waiting for him.

What happened to you?

He hadn’t been able to answer. Aware of his emotions, he wasn’t ready to talk about them or what it meant now that he’d made her a legitimate consort. It meant he’d have to tell her about Hichele.

It meant he only had three months of Mandy in his bed before he had to give her – and the sense of peace at his core – up forever. He ignored the small instinct that told him three months wasn’t enough time and that it was impossible to tire of someone who consumed him the way she did.

She stirred. Akkadi propped his head up on his hand, wanting to see her wake up. Her eyes fluttered open, her body losing the limpness of sleep. She shifted to see him, her smile open and her gaze artless and beautiful. She glowed from his lovemaking.

He touched her face tenderly.

“Hey,” she murmured.

“How are you?” he asked, kissing her shoulder. Even the taste of her skin was intoxicating.

“A little tired from the damn healers. But thrilled to see you.”

“Healers?” he echoed.

At her silence, he looked at her.

“Yeah. It was nothing. I just tripped,” she said, glancing away.

As if not wanting him to pursue, she twisted in his grip until she was able to take his hands in her face. She kissed him long and slow, her desire clear.

“I see you’re ready,” she whispered huskily, reaching to touch his swollen penis with one hand. She tickled the sensitive head with her thumb, and he shivered.

Kissing her, Akkadi shifted until he was on top of her. He slid into her hot, wet sheathe and moved in and out, enjoying the sensations of her tight core gripping his arousal. Mandy’s hands drifted over his body. When he felt himself getting too close to control his climax, he pulled out.

Akkadi moved down her body, kissing a path towards her belly. He stopped to suckle her breasts, amused by her sighs. He trailed kisses down her belly, holding her body in place with hands on her waist. His hands slid down with him to her hips, where he licked and nipped the sensitive skin below her belly button.

He reached the curls above her sex and nuzzled them with his nose, continuing his trail towards his destination.

Mandy’s breathing was ragged already. The scent of her desire made his blood roar with the need to claim her again. Instead, he forced himself to be calm and placed his hands beneath her bottom, pulling the core of her womanhood to him.

Akkadi breathed in her scent, marveling at the swollen lips protecting the delicate clit he knew was between them. She was slick with desire already. He lowered his mouth and flicked his tongue into her hot depths, groaning at her taste.

She was so sweet and silky! He’d never tasted a Naki woman; it wouldn’t be appropriate, but with Mandy, there were no boundaries or rules. He was able to explore and taste without worrying about what was proper.

Akkadi tasted the nectar that was purely her, dwelling in her taste until Mandy wiggled impatiently. Her smell and scent intoxicated him, made him want more of her, all of her.

He traced his tongue from the entrance of her sheathe up towards the aching bud awaiting him. He licked the depths of her sex then sucked on the soft, swollen lips.

Mandy was squirming and whispering his name before he gently ran his tongue over her clit.

Her reaction was immediate. Her body went rigid, and she gasped. Akkadi glanced up at her face, privately triumphant that he’d found something that gave her so much pleasure.

He lowered his mouth and began to lick and circle the button with his tongue, aware of Mandy’s whispers turning into pleas for him to satisfy her. He continued, turned on by her arousal. She gripped his hair tightly, and her body tensed in a sign he had learned last night meant she was close to her orgasm.

Akkadi smiled to himself. He loved the pleasure her body gave him, and he loved just as much returning the favor.

“Akkadi!” Her cry was rough after a full night of them.

Akkadi felt her begin to convulse. He left her clit and sank his penis into the sheathe that rippled with her climax. The sensation alone was almost enough to drive him to his own orgasm, and he pumped hard and fast, loving the way her body bucked beneath him while her cries grew louder.

Faster and faster, his control slid away as he chased her orgasm to reach his own. His broke over him with intensity that left him reeling in the sensations of the supple body beneath his. Her breathing was harsh in his ear, her core still rippling, squeezing the last of his seed from him.

Akkadi rested on top of her, even loving the slickness of their sweating bodies.

Mandy kissed his jaw, her nails lightly tracing along his back.

“Good morning to you, too,” she said, chuckling.

“I want to wake you like that every morning,” he said, nuzzling her neck.

He’d made love to her five times, and he felt as if he’d never get enough of her. Akkadi relaxed on top of her. Mandy wrapped her arms around him, and they stayed in the intimate position.

“I do have to go,” he said, mind going to his duties. “You
will
be here again tonight.”

“If your mother hasn’t married me off to one of your cousins.”

Akkadi tensed. He pushed himself up to see Mandy’s face.

“That won’t happen,” he told her.
At least, not for three months.
Disturbed, he forced himself of focus on her, now, instead of what happened in three months.

Mandy smiled. She was normally beautiful but when she smiled, she was stunning enough that he couldn’t look away. She kissed him.

“Okay. Go,” she said and pretended to pout. “I’m sure I’ll get dragged out soon to attend some boring meetings.”

Akkadi hesitated, not wanting to leave. He forced himself to withdraw from his body, reminded of the danger he had always sensed about Mandy. She’d distract him from his duties without a doubt. The moment his skin was no longer in direct contact with hers, he wanted to return to her, to bury his head then his penis between her legs, to hear her shout his name and know he was the one who took her to the point where she was beyond control.

Akkadi shook his head. He was close to being aroused again. He dressed.

“I’ll show you something new tonight, if you want.”

Her words stopped him. “What do you have in mind?”

“Later. You won’t leave if I tell you,” she said with a laugh.

Akkadi wanted to know almost badly enough to fling off his clothes and crawl back into bed with her. But he didn’t, instead steeling himself for a day without her. One night with her, and he couldn’t imagine how he’d wait an entire day to see or taste her again.

This
was why he had to marry a Naki instead of a human. Mandy was too tempting. He’d never be able to focus on his duty.

“Here’s a hint,” Mandy said as he neared the door.

Akkadi turned.

She was on all fours, her ass towards him, the sheet covering her body. She wiggled her butt.

His imagination took off, and his mouth went slack.

Mandy laughed loudly, dropping to her belly and rolling onto her back. She sat up, grinning at him, her face glowing.

“Tonight,” she promised. “Now go save the humans. Or find a cure. Whatever you do.”

Speechless, Akkadi went.

The image of her on all fours wasn’t something he’d be able to forget, no matter how busy his day was.

He went first to the healing ward to see Vekko. The peace he experienced with Mandy faded when he saw his mother seated beside his cousin.

“Mother,” he said, bowing to her. “How are you this morning?”

She looked up at him. The skin around her mouth was tight. Her gaze sharpened.

“I am well,” she said. “So are you, I see.”

Akkadi ignored her. He sat beside her, his gaze going to Vekko. The cousin closest to his age slept deeply, kept unconscious by the healers while his body repaired itself. Sorrow drifted through him at the sight of his hurt cousin.

“How is he?” Akkadi asked quietly.

“He is well. They said he will recover with time,” his mother’s tone was hushed. “Thank you, Akkadi, for bringing both of you home.”

Akkadi said nothing. Vekko was pale. His scars were fading and would be gone in a day. If the healers thought him too weak, they’d keep him in the coma for a few more days so he was able to rest.

“Will you tell me what happened, son?” his mother asked.

“No,” he replied. “What matters is that we’re safe. Akkasha told me you were foolishly headed there to help us. Do you know what they would’ve done to you, if they did this much to us?” he asked in a cold, level voice.

“I cared only for you,” she returned.

“And I care only for my family. The Kini had no intention of negotiating.”

“It’s a shame. We needed the energy. Perhaps I should try. They’re an emotional race.”

“I am not completely without compassion,” he added.