Page 65 of The Warrior's Oath
“What? The bonding thing you talked about.”
He nodded. She looked down at the design embedded in her skin. It seemed to have grown further, if that was possible, the pigment spreading and shifting. And it had begun to change design as well.
“What is this, Korvin?”
He stared at her with none of his usual aloofness. No distancing. He waspresentwith her. Fully there, open and raw.
“I believe the Skrizzit commingled the implements during our marking session.”
“Commingled?”
“Our blood, our pigment, has mixed.”
“What does that even mean?”
“Honestly, I am not sure. We are linked, you and I, though a Nimenni and a human sharing pigment, let alone blood, is unheard of. And to be Infala mates? It should be impossible.”
“So, it’s weird, is what you’re saying. Taboo, even?”
“Yes,” he replied, a hungry look in his eyes. “But it isgood. And I desire more.”
Any further questions Nyota might have had were silenced with his lips, and soon enough she was in another world, giving herself completely to this strange, alien man, to the sheer bliss he brought her as they reveled in one another again and again until they were so exhausted, they simply could not continue any longer.
CHAPTERTWENTY-FIVE
With the sun rising and spreading its warmth the following morning, something else rose as well, eager and replenished after a restful night’s sleep.
“Again? Can you?” Nyota asked, amazed at the rigid erection rising to greet her pressed against her ass as the big spoon of her lover held her close.
His hands slid to her breasts, teasing her nipples with the expertise none of her former lovers had ever shown. Nyota was wet in an instant, the tingling jolts of pleasure shooting from her nipples to her clit with the most delightful intensity.
No one had ever been able to turn her on like this. So quickly, so deeply. But Korvin was no ordinary man. Not only was he an alien, and a hot as hell one at that, but he could very well be blood and ink bonded to her as well. Feeling that connection blossom now that they had consummated their attraction, she only found herself more eager for his touch.
Korvin’s cock was rubbing against her ass, a hot, ridged length of delicious manhood radiating heat and want. She pushed back instinctively, her lips spreading as she moved.
He rubbed against her a moment longer, squeezing her breasts, his hot breath on her neck just below her ear as she felt him throb with lust. Then his hips shifted, changing his angle and directing his cock between her legs.
Spooning her, he slid back and forth, the thick ridges now coated in her wetness, thumping across her clit delightfully as they both reveled in the intimacy of the moment. Electric jolts of bliss raced through her belly to her toes as they spooned, grinding on one another. Korvin sensed her wants instinctively, one hand sliding to her head, his fingers running through her hair, pulling back firmly, arching her back as his thrusts continued relentlessly.
He was edging her, his cock sliding between her lips and over her clit bringing her to the brink then just barely pulling back, the lust welling up inside her until she almost couldn’t take it anymore. From the ragged sound of his breathing, she could tell he couldn’t wait much longer either.
The mixture of her wetness and his pre-cum coated them both, heating and lubricating them as they rubbed against one another, spreading over them both.
Nyota’s lips curled into a little smile as she felt him angle his hips differently, the head of his cock now grazing her begging hole, her folds sliding around him, enveloping him, pulling him inside.
Korvin groaned, his grip tightening in her hair. He could wait no longer.
With delightful restraint he pushed himself inside slowly, the ridges throbbing against her as each passed her tight threshold and buried themselves deep. She gasped, her body convulsing involuntarily as he filled her with his length.
“Not yet,” he whispered in her ear. “Hold it. Hold it for me.”
“Yes,” she muttered, teetering on the precipice of orgasmic bliss, held back only by his command.
Korvin reveled in their play, in the power of their dynamic, taking her, controlling her, bringing her to the highest peaks of ecstasy as she did the same for him. Their bliss was linked now, the two of them joined in a much deeper way than mere vows could achieve.
Their blood had commingled, their pigment as well, and with it, she now drew from him as he did from her in a mutual exchange of power and want.
His thrusting remained slow, holding her at the brink as he toed the line of release for himself as well, both of them so close to climax it threatened to overwhelm them.
