Talson Temptations 4: Talson's Match (9 page)

“Fine, whatever. Tell me.”
So we can get back to
business.
Her breasts felt heavy, her pussy empty. But she couldn’t live
with herself without knowing she’d made the right decision about him.

“I’m one of the Talsons. Z and Val are my older brothers,
Roarke is my younger brother. We hired Trotter months ago to see to this shipping
lane. But something’s not right. My father, who rules the company with an iron
fist, can’t see it. And that in itself is cause for alarm.”

“Is he sick?”

Romy joined her on the bed and leaned on his elbow on his
side to face her. “No. But Trotter’s using some kind of
psychei
to fool
my father. My brothers have their own responsibilities, so I’m overseeing this
one. I was planning to run a routine inspection until I met you.”

“Oh.”

“When you mentioned Majesty, I had to see what the hell that
bastard was up to. So I disguised my identity. Trotter thinks I’m working for
some drug buddy who owed him a favor. So far, I’ve managed to clean up a bunch
of Threader gangs.”

“Well, I guess that’s good news.” She really
looked
at him and knew he told the truth. It fit. His goodness, her attraction to a
man of his supposed ilk.

“I swear I’ll keep you safe. We’ll figure out a way to get
your brother out from under Trotter’s sights and put the man away for good. But
do you think we could maybe wait to plan all that?” Romy ran his finger down
her throat to her breasts and teased her nipples. “I’m kind of preoccupied with
you.”

“Oh man. Me too, with you, I mean.” She sighed and closed
her eyes when he leaned forward to kiss her. “Romy, I’m scared. This is so
sudden. I don’t—”

He smiled. “I know, honey. I’ve seen the real you, just as
you’ve seen me. You’re a powerful Otra, a woman strong enough to more than keep
me in my place. Getting to know each other, convincing you that love can and
does grow in an instant, all that will come in time.”

Holy crap. Was he saying the L word already? And could she
believe him?

“But right now, we need to complete our mating. Will you
accept me?”

Instinct forced her to say yes. Caution held her tongue.

“Maybe you need some convincing?”

“Maybe.”

He laughed. That he wasn’t put off by her wariness eased her
worries.

“Oh,
veyou
, I’ve waited for this,” he said thickly.
“You, me, a bed and nothing but time.” He captured her mouth with a
thoroughness that left her breathless. He used his tongue, teeth and lips to
invade and possess. She’d never before been kissed so passionately and with so
much devotion.

The warmth of his mouth spread throughout her body, and
before long he pushed her to her back and blanketed her with his body. His hard
cock prodded her belly while his hands roamed, lingering over her breasts.

“I love your nipples. Like ripe, warm berries,” he murmured,
licking his way down her chest. His teeth captured one nipple, worrying it into
a tight little bead. The echo of desire added to her own lust. Images and
feelings that weren’t her own spurred her to want more. A hard cock up her
cunt, a warm mouth over her clit, hands and lips touching her, caressing her,
stirring her to orgasm again and again…

She arched into his mouth, rubbing against him,
needing
him inside her. “Please, Romy.”

“Please,
iriu
,” he corrected. “What we call each
other, husband and wife. Please,
iriu
.”

She paused, in lust and shockingly, in love. She felt the
odd emotion and knew it because she’d been longing for it forever. Yet she also
sensed the resonance of deep affection and longing in Romy.

“You said you’d give me time.”

He bit her nipple and licked the sting away, leaving her
desperate to feel him inside her. “I did. It’s been a minute or so, maybe two.”
He chuckled. “You know what’s right. Listen with your heart. Accept mine. It’s
yours to keep, or yours to crush.”

Dear Lord, could she say no to
that
? “Please,
iriu
,”
she repeated, heeding her instincts. Though it was only a word, it meant much
more to him. She didn’t know where their future might go, but she wasn’t a
coward. She’d follow where this led.

“That’s right. Mine. My mate, my wife. Good girl,” he
purred.

She waited for him to reward her, to put an end to this
unbearable hunger. But he refused to be rushed. No matter how she tried, she
couldn’t force him to enter her.

He kissed a trail from her breasts to her belly and lower,
to between her thighs. His heated breath hovered over her sex and he parted her
folds to study her. “I love how wet you get for me.” He kissed her clit and she
shivered all over. When he paused, she looked down at him, caught by the
swirling silver gaze turning her inside out.

“In Otra culture, when a male enters The Testing, his
eda
,
his companion in the mating, eases the way for his future with his
iriu
.”

“Another man?” she breathed, stunned to think of sex with
anyone other than Romy. It had been so long since she’d desired anyone, and now
she could only see Romy in her role as lover.

He kissed her clit again, and she moaned. “Yes. But you and
I are different. Because of who I am and what I can do, we won’t need an
eda
to bond. Already I feel tied to you, and once I’m buried deep within you, we’ll
be a part of each other—body, mind and soul.”

“I want that,” she said, aware of how much she meant it.
Every time she thought of a future with him, she wanted it to succeed.

“So do I. But this taking won’t be easy. I was selfish when
I had you earlier in your house and by the hovercraft. I had to taste you, to
inhale your sweet, sultry scent. I might have made your Selection worse.”

“It can’t be much worse than this. I’m dying for you, you
tease.”

He eased a finger inside her. “Now listen to me. You can’t
come until I tell you. You have to wait until you’re ready.”

Ready? Hell, she was more than ready now.

“When will that be?” she asked, squirming under his touch.
“I want you inside me.”

“So do I, love. So do I.” He sighed, reluctantly leaving her
with one last kiss, his tongue dipping into her channel, lapping up her cream.
“But first you must take me as an
iriu
should.”

He didn’t look as disappointed as she felt. In fact, his
eyes gleamed with a wicked humor.

“Why do I have the feeling you’re going to enjoy this?”

“Oh, I am. But so will you. When I come,
we
come. But
my physical release must precede yours.”

“I don’t understand. Back at the hovercraft—”

“At the craft I held back my
psychei
. Now I won’t.”
His eyes glowed silver. “This time I need you to suck me and swallow my cum.”
His voice deepened and he moved up her body to straddle her neck. His cock
looked huge, his sac tight against his shaft.

“I don’t think this will take all that long,” she said with
a raised brow, surprised at how much she wanted him in her mouth.

“Not long at all,” he rasped, pressing forward. “Take me,
veyou
.
Take me deep.”

Opening her mouth, she accepted his offering and closed her
eyes as bliss enveloped her. She heard him groan her name, could feel him
shaking as he pressed inch by inch deeper. Then a warm energy filled her,
easing her when the tip of him met the back of her throat. She didn’t gag or
flinch but accepted him without a problem. When he was fully seated, she opened
her eyes and saw the ravenous hunger reflected in his blazoning
psychei
.

She sucked him, stroking with her tongue. Then she pushed
his hips back and forth, forcing him out and pulling him back in again with her
suction. The images he sent her gelled with what she instinctively wanted to
do, and she knew he felt as much pleasure as she in the taking. He groaned and
threaded his fingers in her hair, and the sensations he experienced bled
through into her. She felt herself sucking him, as if she herself were being
suckled.

“Oh yes,” he hissed. “That’s so good, Tara. So fucking
good.” He took control, no longer letting her steer his movements. He pumped
into her mouth, his hips thrusting in a rhythm that mesmerized Tara with need.

And then he shocked her. As she felt Romy approach orgasm,
he shimmered, his body becoming
transparent
at odd moments.

Tara stared, dumbfounded, and tried to ease away from him.

“No,” he said, his voice as thready as his wavering form.
“Not yet.”
It’s okay, Tara. It’s my way of compensating for an
eda.

Bemused but not able to fight their combined hunger pressing
for more
,
she continued to deep-throat him. He rocked harder, and then
she felt warm hands running over her thighs and through her wet cleft. He
groaned her name and stroked her hair.

Don’t worry,
veyou
, it’s just more of me.
Invisible hands tilted her hips and held her while hard thighs slid under hers.
A cock lingered at her pussy, and calloused fingers gripped her hips.

She slid her mouth off him to angle her head for a look only
to see an equally naked and aroused Romy readying to thrust inside her. She
blinked up in surprise at the one straddling her neck.

He winked. “Trust me.”

“I want inside you,” the other Romy said from between her
legs. “And you want it too,” he murmured. He plunged his fingers deep into her
pussy. “So wet, so warm.”
His thumb grazed her clit while he pumped,
while the Romy in front of her brought her mouth back to his cock.

“Suck me. Take my cock between those ripe lips. Yes, that’s
it.” He groaned as he slid back into her mouth. “Oh fuck. I’m not going to last
long at all.”

She liked pushing him to the edge. She took him, stroking
and sucking. The fingers between her legs retreated and hard flesh plunged
deep. The dual sensation of fullness, between her lips and her labia, amped her
desire into the stratosphere. She tightened her mouth around Romy with a moan
while the fullness plundering her womb rode her without mercy.

“Yes, yes,” both of Romy urged as they took her harder,
faster, deeper.

Tara couldn’t understand how he could be in two places at
once, but she didn’t care. She had
two men
, one man in two bodies,
loving her to distraction. When Romy climaxed in her mouth, she eagerly
swallowed his smooth, salty seed. The bliss shaking his body flowed into hers.
An orgasm, the likes of which she’d never before felt, slammed into her. Colors
and feelings wove together to create a blanket of sheer joy. She wanted to
scream but could only suck harder on Romy’s shaft, stimulating him anew.

As she swallowed more cum, she trembled, falling gladly over
ecstasy’s edge. Then the Romy between her thighs yelled her name and came, hot
seed washing into her body.

The three of them remained locked together as energy flooded
the room. Masculine feelings intruded on her sexual high, and soon Romy’s
thoughts spliced into hers. The incredible pleasure, the need to do it all over
again until he well and truly bound her to him promised a rapture she could
only imagine. He wanted to drown in her, to mark her as his and his alone. Romy
needed the peace of her touch, the excitement of her heart beating in time with
his. But more, he wanted her in his life, to belong where she’d always been
meant to be, by his side.

God, he really wanted the forever. Tara worked to catch her
breath. She started when the Romy in front of her vanished as if he’d never
been. Hadn’t he been the real one? But the man between her legs withdrew and
hugged her tight.

“Baby,” he gasped and rained kisses all over her. “My cum is
deep inside you now. In your mouth and your soft cunt.” She liked him talking
dirty to her, lost in his desire. “All of me inside you. Did you like it?”

She nodded, enthralled by the sexuality surrounding her
lover. Her mate.

“My
iriu
,” she said aloud.

His smile was so bright and happy she laughed with him.
“Yes, that’s exactly right. You’re mine, and I’m yours.”
Your
iriu, he
sent her. He lowered his mouth to her nipples.

The small nips surprised a cry out of her.

“Too hard?” Where before Romy had been sexual yet tender,
this man,
this
Romy, had a harder, carnal edge to him. And she liked it.

“No. Just surprising. That’s a lot of stamina. And two of
you. Oh wow. That’s something I’ve never done before.”

“I had to do it that way for us to have a future.”

“I don’t understand.” She didn’t, but that didn’t mean she
hadn’t enjoyed every second of it.

He chuckled.
Our
psychei
had to bond, and to fully
allow myself to join with you, I had to have another to pave the way. It’s the
Otra way, to ease the rejection of the initial joining. The
eda’s
seed
washes away the protective layer in the female’s
psychei
, and in her
sex. Then her mate, the
iriu
, comes inside her. And it’s his seed and
energy that bathes her womb. It takes two to jump start the path to
procreation. To a true mating.

She blinked.
Procreation?

He paused.
Sometimes a female enters Selection for more
than a mate—to create a child. When the female’s time is right, she’ll seek a
male. Mated females of course seek their mates. You, I think, recognized in me
a perfect partner. And more, a father for your child.

What?

I think you want children as well. Children I am only too
happy to help create.

Tara froze. “Children? Isn’t this a little soon? I still
barely know you. I’m living in the projects and dealing with Trotter on a daily
basis. I’m not ready for kids yet.”

“
Veyou
, you’re Otra.” Romy stroked her hair, her
neck, her breasts. He sucked at her throbbing pulse before gently biting to
leave a mark. “Deep inside, you know what you need.
I’m
what you need.”