Rhal Part 3 (Scifi Alien Serial Romance) (The Ujal) (3 page)

Her poor mate looked so lost, and it wasn’t an expression she was used to seeing on his face. “I did not do anything. I have cared for her as any mate should!”

Cara patted his hand. “They know. That’s not what we’re discussing. I wanted to know if we could make love because your blood…” Did very naughty things to her pink bits.
Naughty
.

Rhal was scandalized, a gasp immediately prefacing his words. “
We cannot.

She wiggled on his lap, a small shift of her weight, and discovered he really, really could. “Faim said it was okay.”

“I will not force—”

She placed her fingers over his lips, gently quieting him. “There would be no force. Before the press conference, I loved you with my whole heart. Even after I—”

“You said you hated me for making you love me.” The bleak sadness in his eyes was unmistakable.

“But I still did.”

“You went to IGM.”

“You shattered me, Rhal. I was gutted, and I needed to be put back together. If you weren’t my mate then…” She needed to find him. Make a life somewhere that wasn’t UST.

“But I am. You’re mine.”

“I know.”

“And you want…”

She leaned into him, her forehead against his just as he’d done in the bedroom. “You. I can’t say I’m not hurt, that my heart isn’t still a little broken, but I can’t deny that I belong to you.”

Rhal breathed deeply and released his breath with a resigned sigh, and she knew she had him. He spoke to the doctor, “Tell me how to care for my mate and then leave. We shall see you in the morning.”

Faim wasted no time in explaining how to inject Rhal’s blood into Cara’s veins. He stated whether they completed their mating or not; he wanted the injections to proceed as planned and she had to agree.

Mainly because she remembered how hot and needy she’d been and she could only imagine how it’d feel to be sated by her mate when she was desperate for him. Before long, Faim and Sece were gone, and they were alone.

“Czira.” Her name was a low, sexual murmur. “You are mine now and I shall claim you as no other could.”

The promise was there, in his eyes and his words, and she had only one answer.

“Yes.”

* * *

Rhal was humbled by Cara’s willingness to mate him and the desire he saw in her eyes. He would thank the seas every day for her. He refused to look away from her gorgeous eyes, their depths calling to him like no other. He distractedly noted that Faim placed the syringe nearby, needle uncovered and his blood filling the small tube. He hated to cause her pain but knew it was necessary.

He reached for the small vial that would tie them together further as well as the swab that would clean her skin. She was his. He was hers. Now it was time to deepen the connection.

“Bare your arm, czira.” The moment she did, he wiped it with the damp, antibacterial cloth. Now was the time, and he stared at her. “You are sure?”

“Yes,” she leaned forward and gently brushed her lips across his. “Do it.”

She retreated, arm stretched in front of him. He carefully pressed the needle into her skin, puncturing her, and then slowly depressed the plunger. The moment the syringe was emptied, he pulled it free, placed it on the table and snagged a piece of gauze. He pressed it to the small injury, remembering that he needed to apply pressure to cease any blood flow. Gauze in place, he looked to his mate, searching for any hint of pain or negative reaction to the dose.

Nothing happened for one second… then two… then three. But the fourth? The fourth was a different story.

For a brief moment, her eyes changed color, the pink-orange hue of her scales flashing before they returned to their natural color. But that was not the only change. No, Cara wiggled her hips, rubbing her ass against him while she licked her lips. Her gaze dropped to his mouth, eyes intent on that part of him.

“Rhal…” She reached for him, smooth palm sliding over his shoulders and she clung to him. Desire and need filled her features. “
Rhal
.”


Czira?
” His cock was hard against the plump globes of her ass, and it grew harder by the second. If she continued to move in such a way…

“I need.”

“What do you need?”

“You,” she whispered and then brought their mouths together.

She delved into him with her tongue as if trying to wrench control, but he would not concede to her. Instead he cupped her skull, fingers digging into her hair as he tilted her head. Their tongues tangled and he tasted her, swallowed her sweetness as he dominated his mate.

She whimpered against his lips and went slack against him, relenting in her fight for dominance. He continued the kiss, his sensual exploration of her as he sought out more of her flavors. He fed on the sweetness of her mouth, enjoying this connection as she continued to shift against him.

Soft whimpers escaped her, and he swallowed the sounds, unwilling to lose his prize. He released her for a bare moment only to reposition her and then he went back to deepen the kiss, to delve farther into her intoxicating mouth. He was hungry for her, intoxicated by her unique taste, and he didn’t think he’d ever get enough of his mate.

Cara wiggled in his arms once more, her whimpers growing louder, and he knew they needed to find a flat surface. Soon.

Rhal repositioned her, holding her tightly as he rose from the chair and moved her as he desired. Her legs wrapped around his hips, the shirt covering her slid higher and bared her legs and ass to the room. He cupped her, held her tighter, and was gratified by her deep moan.

His cock was notched against her panty-clad pussy, their bodies separated by the thin clothing. Cara clung to him, their kiss continuing as he carefully carried her toward the bedroom. He would lay his female on the soft surface, strip her bare, and then revel in her seductive taste. She would be sugary with a hint of the sea, a flavor that would appeal to every part of him, and he couldn’t wait to feast on her. Soon.

But he did not make it that far. Not when Cara withdrew one of her arms from his shoulders and slid it between them. That talented hand cupped his hardness, his length captured by his pants and their position. She stroked him and then ripped her mouth from his.

“Rhal. Missed this. Missed you.”

“Cara,” he shuddered when her nails scraped him. “You must stop.”

“No.” He recognized the twinkle in her eyes, the playful part of her he remembered well. “Want you. Hot and fast and hard.”

“Cara…” he warned. If he did as she desired, he was not sure he could control himself. He was a man starved of his female.

She squeezed him harder, and the tightening had him pausing half way across the room. A shudder ripped through him, shaking him from inside out, and he almost came from her touch alone.

“Want you. Want this. I’m so hot, Rhal. Your blood… I’m burning for you.” She leaned forward, pressed her face to his neck and bit his skin. She held on, a jerk of pleasure forcing him to tighten his hold on her, and then released him with a happy sigh. She laved his injured skin.

He should have found that caress soothing. In truth, he wanted her to bite him again, lose control for him once more.

She squeezed him, fingers curling around his captured length, and then she tugged at the closure on his pants. The fabric melted away as they were designed to do and then her warm palm pressed against his cock. She encircled his dick and then stroked his shaft.

His balls were high and tight against him, aching and desperate for release. But he couldn’t, not yet. He had to fill his czira, come inside his glorious mate and cover her in his scent.

“Cara, you are two seconds from being taken against the wall.”

“Rhal,” her eyes flashed coral once more and scales rippled over her arms. “Do it. Take me. Mate me.”

Rhal could do many things, but denying her was not one of them. He spun and pressed her back against the wall and balanced her weight on his thighs. He did not hesitate to capture her lips with his own and drag her into a sensual kiss. All the while he tugged at her clothes, yanking her shirt over her head and baring her breasts to the air. The pale, plump mounds beckoned him, and he refused to be denied. Still easily holding her weight, he brushed aside her touch and cupped them.

Her nipples were hardened peaks against his palms, and he gently rubbed his thumb over the points. When she whined, he could not withhold his grunt of approval. “What do you want, my czira,” he murmured. “Do you want my mouth on these?” He kneaded them, tugging and squeezing. “Or should I pinch them? Make you beg for me?”

“Please, please, please…” She panted and moaned for him.

“You have craved me.” It was not a question. The scent of her cream and the way her body reacted told him more than words. “Do you want me, czira?”

“Please,” she whimpered.

“Open your eyes. Tell me.” She’d hidden from him at some point, and that could not continue.

Cara’s lashes fluttered and parted, revealing her fully coral eyes. “I want you.”

“Then you will have me.” He removed his hands and slowly slid his palms along her thighs. He grasped the waist of her flimsy panties and yanked. The fabric fluttered away, baring her pussy to the room, and it took one swift move to position the head of his cock at her entrance. “Tell me, czira. Once more before I take you and make you mine.”

“I want you.”

* * *

Cara didn’t just want him, she needed him. Her body called for his, blood boiling and demanding she be sated by his possession. His kiss wasn’t enough. His touch wasn’t enough. She needed his cock—his cum—inside her.

Now.

But still he made her wait as he teased and tormented her. He rubbed the head of his cock along her folds, sliding through her cream. She’d never been so wet, so desperate for him. He nudged her opening, pressing gently against that part of her before he shifted and caressed her clit with the tip. Each slip and slide sent her passion soaring, made her ache and beg for more.

“Rhal, I need you. Please.” He pressed the head of his dick into her, stretching her, and then retreated. Cara sobbed her objection. “Need you so badly. So hot. I’m burning for you.”

“For me, czira?”

“Only for you.”
Only ever for you.

“Tell me again. Who do you belong to? Who owns your body? Who owns your heart?” Each question was punctuated by a rough press and slide of his dick between her sex lips. He moved easily, her arousal now coating his cock.

“You. You. You.” Every time he nudged her clit, her desire floated higher. It pushed her to the edge, prodding and poking as it gave her more pleasure.

“What do you want from me? The words.”

Cara sobbed and leaned forward, clinging to his shoulders. “You. Your cock in my pussy. Fucking me.”

Rhal grunted, telling her he was pleased. “Later I will make love to you.”

Thank God, because she needed to be fucked hard. She burned from inside out, her body absorbing his blood and she practically felt the genetic changes happening. They hurt, but she knew pleasure could override the pain. At least, that’s what she desired.

With the next glide, his hardness caressing her so slowly, he paused at her center once more. But instead of moving on, he remained poised at her entrance.

“Look at me, Cara. Let me see your eyes as I claim you forever.”

Pleasure rode her hard, but she forced her lids to part and fought to focus on him. His irises were midnight with flashes of gold and red flickering through the blackness. It was also the first time she noted the dark scales on his shoulders and neck. She made him lose control.

And she liked it.

“Make me yours.” She whispered the words and then the ability to breathe was snatched from her.

Rhal pushed into her in one, smooth and deep stroke until their hips met. She was full—so full—of him. His hot length stroking her inner walls. Nothing between them, no thin sheath that would bar his genetic material from mixing with hers. His bare cock penetrated her, caressed her nerves and gifted her with new pleasure with the fierce thrust.

She remained balanced on his thighs, cock deep inside her, and all the while their gazes remained intent.

“Mine,” he hissed.

“Yours.” She would always be his.

As if that confirmation was what he required, he carefully withdrew and then pushed into her once more. It was a slow pace, a gradual, sensual dance. Each shove into her made her breasts bounce and her body shake with the power of his thrusts. His tempo continually increased, fucking her harder and deeper, until she could do nothing but endure his attentions. The sound of their skin meeting filled the air, the perverse squelch of their most intimate places fighting to stay locked joined the cacophony.

Cara added her moans to the rest of the sounds in the room, telling Rhal how much she loved this, loved his possession, loved his domination. “S’good, Rhal.”

“You will come with me, czira.”

She chuckled and then moaned, the laugh making her tighten around him.


Fuck
,” he spat. She loved driving him to human curses.

She couldn’t remain still, couldn’t allow him to direct their movements. So she gripped his shoulders and moved with him, rocking her hips in counterpoint to his so each slap of their bodies was harder than the previous. It was rough—animalistic—and dirty. Sweat clung to them both, adding to the scent of their sex.

She still burned for him, body calling for his essence in gradually increasing waves of need. She’d die if he didn’t come inside her, if he didn’t fill her with his genetic material. Cum. Fuck, she wanted his cum.

Cara continued to work with him, continued to rise and fall and take everything he had to give. She felt her release rise inside, felt her orgasm twist and twine through her blood. She was close, so fucking close, and she knew it was only a matter of time. Each meeting shoved her closer to the edge, each collision of their bodies forcing her higher and higher.

“Close, Rhal.” So very, very close.

“Give it to me, czira. Come for me, my mate.”

“Rhal,” she whimpered, her limbs twitching as she let her release venture closer.

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