The Bond That Ties Us (13 page)

Kamran slid his arm around her waist and pulled her close. It was only when he pressed his lips to her neck that he began to speak through his kisses.

“Whether we like it or not, we have a bond. That’s why we can’t stay away from each other. Not for long at least.”

The small part of Haylie that wasn’t distracted grabbed hold of his words. “How is this possible?”

“I’m not sure, but it’s quite apparent.” He pulled back from her neck and tilted her head forward so she was looking him straight in the eyes.

“Reading each other’s minds is part of this bonding process?”

Images of her naked, writhing in pleasure on top of him in his bed flooded her mind. His mouth quickly swallowed her gasp as he pulled at the zipper of her jumpsuit.

When she imagined pulling out his cock and taking the length of him in her mouth, she heard him groan and he rubbed his groin against her stomach.

Haylie pulled back and smiled up at him. “I think I could get to like this.”

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Kamran knew he was in trouble. Images of Haylie licking his body, stroking him, riding him hard on his bed slid in and out of his mind. He could tell the minute Haylie stopped forcing the images and slipped into a haze of desire. The thoughts she was projecting became more sporadic and much more erotic.

And she hadn’t even moved.

They stood locked in each other’s arms, unmoving. When he envisioned unzipping her jumper and sucking her puckered nipple into his mouth, she shivered against him.

“We shouldn’t be doing this.” She spoke, her words hushed. The heat of her breath was quickly absorbed by his tunic.

“We haven’t done anything yet.”

She was unsure of what to do next, and he knew that upset her. He wanted to reassure her everything was fine. That this connection they shared was a natural thing.

He couldn’t help but think of Briel and the life they would have if they gave in to these impulses.

Haylie pulled back instantly and moved out of his arms. “This is crazy. I don’t know what’s real and what’s in my head. Or your head for that matter.”

“That wasn’t fair of me. I shouldn’t think of my home, but sometimes I can’t help it.

What it would be like to bring you back with me. Make you a part of my family.”

He picked up a flash of a dark sky, a bright blue planet far in the distance. Haylie’s home. Feelings of warmth, belonging, loneliness were quickly pushed away. He’d always assumed she’d been happy back on Luna. Kamran took a step toward her, but the look in her eyes told him she needed space right then.

His head knew that he should make use of her uncertainty and encourage her to leave. Get her out of here before they did something she would regret in her present state. His body, however, had no intention of doing any such thing.

No matter how aroused he was at this moment, he couldn’t take advantage of her.

Kamran made his way over to the sleek black cabinet that held his special reserve of Hapes. When he set two glasses on the table and filled them with the black liquid.

Haylie eyed them suspiciously.

“This is a drink from my home world. It is similar to your alcoholic drinks. It has a sweet taste and has been known to calm many people in times of great stress.”

She stared at the drink for a long time. Kamran couldn’t read her mind, at least not literally. He couldn’t choose what parts of her mind he wanted to explore. He could hear her voice in his head sometimes, feel her thoughts as she did.

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Right now she was trying to decide between running quickly out of the room and taking the drink.

With a slightly shaking hand, Haylie reached out and took the glass. Kamran released the breath he’d been holding and grabbed the drink he’d poured for himself.

“Now, there is a proper way to drink this. First, you must turn your glass one-quarter turn to the left. Then close your eyes and take a sip.”

Her brow puckered again. “Why turn the glass?”

“Tradition.”

“That’s crazy.”

“I believe you have similar customs on Earth.”

She smiled. “I don’t really consider myself from Earth. With the exception of a few years, I’ve practically grew up on Luna. We usually down our drinks with little ceremony.”

“Humor me.”

Haylie sighed. “Go ahead.”

“Turn and drink.” He closed his eyes, took a sip and enjoyed feel of the sweet drink as it slid down his throat, leaving a warm trail in its wake. His eyes opened in time to see Haylie swallow a large gulp of her own.

Her cheeks immediately flushed. “Wow.”

Her mass of brown hair fell over her shoulder and rested on her breast. He reached forward and wound some of it around his fingers.

Haylie’s giggle vibrated in the room. “I never thought of my hair as an erotic tool before.”

Of course she would have picked up on that particular image.

“Briel females don’t have hair like yours. Most don’t have any hair at all. That’s why I find yours so…stimulating.”

“And do you really want to see me like this?”

She stood and moved a close distance from him. She sucked on her bottom lip, before tugging down the opening of her jumpsuit.

The goddess be blessed, she was heaven itself. Her nipples stood firmly out as her breasts were freed from the synthetic fabric cage. Her skin was so pale, like starlight beckoning him.

Kamran didn’t move until Haylie had finished removing every scrap of clothing that covered her. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from the contrast of color that stood shivering before him.

Haylie tried to cross her arms over her breasts, before reaching up and twirling her hair around her finger. He fought the urge to wrap her in his arms and comfort her. His little warrior didn’t need coddling. She needed passion.

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“Are you cold?” he asked and tried to keep his mind clear of the things he was about to do to her.

“Why? Want to come warm me up?” She said in a teasing voice, a small smirk playing on her lips.

Yes, she was ready to play and Kamran was happy to oblige her. She let out what he could only describe as a squeak as he scooped her up in his arms. She wriggled playfully, trying to escape but he was able to hold her tight. The warmth of her body seeped through the light fabric of his tunic, teasing him. The chance to be naked beside her was the first thing on his mind.

Her lips were soft and smooth. He drove his tongue into her mouth, tasting every corner. The emotions flooded over him, finding the deepest parts of his psyche. Desire and caring. Her arms entwined themselves around his neck for a moment before exploring his body. He felt her press her hands against his back and run her fingers through his hair and across his chest.

Kamran couldn’t wait any longer. He yanked his tunic over his head, needing to feel her skin again his.

“What about these?” Haylie toyed with the waistband of his pants as a smiled played on her lips.

“Why don’t you remove those?”

He used an image from his earlier dream, her in front of him sucking on his cock as she fondled his shaft and balls with her hands. Haylie sighed, leaned in, took his face in her hands and kissed him hard. Her tongue entered his mouth, but hers was on a mission. There was no softness left in her movements, only raging desire.

Yes! Fuck the rules.

Kamran had to agree with her unspoken thoughts.

Haylie kissed her way down his body, stopping just before the edge of his pants.

She then slipped her fingers into the waistband and waited. She smiled shyly before inching the edge down. Haylie kissed each inch of his body as it was revealed. His skin burned where her lips touched it. Kamran almost came undone. He had never been with a woman before Haylie. But he now understood why Briel held bonded relationships with such reverence.

When Haylie ran her tongue around the tip of his cock, his entire body stilled.

“Does that please you?” Her voice sounded both far away and right in his head at the same time.

Yes.

He wasn’t sure if he had spoken the words or merely thought them. It didn’t matter, as Haylie continued to lick up his length. Her hands cupped the sensitive skin of his balls, massaging them until Kamran thought he would explode.

Knowing he was close, Haylie pulled back.

“Not yet. I don’t want to rush this time.”

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“I’m a diplomat. I know when to not argue.”

When he was able to open his eyes again, Kamran saw Haylie sitting beside him on the bed. Her full breasts were flushed and the nipples were puckered.

“What do you want to explore?” Haylie opened her arms, inviting him to choose.

The calm, diplomatic demeanor he’d taken years to build disintegrated in seconds.

Selfish want overpowered him and he pushed Haylie back on the bed. To hell with what was right or proper. This woman was his and he was hers.

“I find every part of you fascinating. But this intrigued me,” he spread her legs and ran his thumb along her clit, “last time we met.”

He felt rather than heard Haylie suck in a breath. She was so sensitive there, her pleasure infectious.

Kamran bent his head and deeply inhaled her scent. And, as he had done only a night earlier, he leaned forward and took her sensitive nub into his mouth. Her legs tightened around his head as he sucked and licked her.

Haylie moaned and he could feel her swell under his tongue. When he took a deep breath all he could smell was her musk. Combined with the alcohol, his head began to spin. He ran his hands along the inside of her thighs memorizing the way her skin felt under his touch. She groaned and spread her legs wider, giving him better access. Her body began to vibrate, she was so close to the edge of release. He wanted to feel her euphoria again, feel the pleasure that caused white light to blind her mind.

He moved his hand up to her mound, taking two of his fingers and sliding them into her pussy. Haylie began to thrust hard against them, moaning and thrashing above him. She was so wet, ready for him to thrust inside her, claim her for his own. He kept one finger inside her and teased the rest of her swollen skin with the other. Her hand flew to the back of his head pushing his face close.

When she began to scream, he sucked her hard and thrust both his fingers frantically in and out, prolonging her pleasure as long as possible. Only once he was sure her orgasm was completely finished did he pull back, rising to his knees. His face was wet from her desire and her juices covered his hand. Her eyes opened, still hazed from her orgasm.

“I need you. I need more of you. Please.”

Her pleading tone sent shivers of passion through him. If she could push him over the edge to release with only words, he was far gone indeed.

Her legs wrapped around his waist and she pulled him forward. Kamran was off balance and fell forward onto her. Haylie grabbed his face and pulled him down for a frantic kiss. With her legs wrapped around him, he slid into her pussy easily.

It only took several thrusts to realize this wouldn’t take long. Either their bond was growing quickly due to their intimacy or Haylie was using her greater experience to push him to a fast release. Her hips pushed against his in sweet torture, milking pleasure from his body. She pulled away from their kiss and stilled her body.

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“Roll over. Let me be on top.”

Her words didn’t make sense. Kamran could only stare at her.

“Here, like this.”

She shoved at him gently, pushing him over to lie on his back. With his shaft jutting straight up in the air, he couldn’t quite imagine what she was going to do. It was only when she swung her leg over his body and positioned his tip at the entrance to her opening that he understood.

Haylie leaned forward, breasts rubbed against the middle of his chest and the friction caused her nipples to tighten even more. Half sitting up, Kamran sucked her swollen nipple into his mouth.

“Oh god. Don’t stop.” Haylie ground down hard on top of him.

Kamran wouldn’t stop, even if the universe exploded around them.

He continued to suckle one nipple while he reached up and lightly stroked the other. She shivered. He sucked the taut flesh hard and switched to the other breast. His tongue danced around the tip, circling around and around before he covered it completely with his mouth.

“You’re amazing,” she gasped.

“I’m still a novice.”

“God help me when you become an expert.”

Haylie was close to reaching climax again and she began to tremble. Relinquishing her breasts, he grabbed her hips in an attempt to control their pace. He wanted to savor everything. Each thrust was unique, bringing them closer.

Suddenly, she stopped moving.

“What’s wrong?”

The smile on her face was stunning.

“Nothing. Close your eyes.”

Not about to argue he did as she asked. He was rewarded by the clenching of her pussy around his cock. The tightness then relaxed.

“Oh,” Kamran managed to whisper.

“Exactly. Just feel.”

She continued her campaign of pleasure against him. Tighten. Relax. Over and over. Sweat covered his skin and his muscles began to vibrate.

“I can’t take much more of that,” he managed to say.

Without warning, Haylie lifted her hip up a moment before grinding back down.

She gasped in his ear and repeated the motion.

“Together. Please, together,” she said, her words making his skin tingle.

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Kamran closed his eyes and tried to recite the Briel constitution in his head. He quickly followed that with complex mathematical calculations. Anything to delay his inevitable release. It wasn’t helping.

He licked his finger and reached between them to touch her clit. At his contact, he felt her muscles tighten and vibrate around his shaft. She ground against the contact, bouncing madly on top. She sucked in a breath and cried out. Her orgasm pushed him over the edge. He let go of what little restraint he had left and began to pound mercilessly into her.

Their screams chorused in the room. In the back of his mind, Kamran wondered if Taber would come bursting into the room to see what the problem was. He didn’t and they fell in a tangled heap back into the bed. Kamran sighed and wondered if he would ever get used to such a wonderful feeling of contentment.

They lay in each other’s arms. Unlike the night before, Kamran knew the name of his mate. He also knew he would do everything in his power to stay with her. But what he wasn’t sure of was what was to become of them.