Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 67092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
She stood on her tiptoes and threw her arms around his neck, pressing herself to his broad chest and trying to get as close to him as she could.
“I love you too, baby girl,” he rumbled in her ear, wrapping his arms around her holding her close. “And I swear to you, I’ll be with you until death do us part—just like the humans say when they take their Joining vows.”
“Til death do us part,” Kara repeated, pressing her face to the side of his throat to breathe in his warm, spicy fragrance. “Yes, Raak—oh, yes.”
She had no idea how soon his vow would come true.
Thirty-Three
Despite the fact that he’d been tasting her pussy and sucking her nipples over and over again for the past two days, Raak still found that he was hard as a rock when he thought of finally filling Kara with his shaft and making her his.
Only for a moment, though, whispered a little voice in his head. You’ll only have her for a moment before the essence overloads your heart.
Raak pushed the voice away fiercely. He didn’t care about that—didn’t give a damn, he told himself. Up until now he’d led a selfish, uncaring life—a self-centered existence that was all about him.
Kara, on the other hand, was sweet and innocent and kind and giving. She was the kind of person who would really make a difference in the cold, uncaring universe. If saving her life cost him his, it was a bargain, he told himself. A trade worth making.
And though she would grieve him at first, she had a loving family that would help her get over him. She would heal eventually and continue shining her sweet, wonderful light into the darkness of the galaxy. Someday she would love again but she would never forget him or the adventures they’d been on together—of that he was sure.
So it was with a light heart that he gave himself up for her. He loved her—that was all there was to it.
What else could he do but what he was doing right now?
“Love you, baby,” he murmured, and cupped her cheek to bring her in for a kiss.
“Oh, Raak,” Kara breathed and kissed him back eagerly. He traced her fangs with his tongue, glad that they were back in their rightful places. She was so damn sexy with those sharp little points—he hoped that someday she would realize how devastatingly erotic they were and accept herself the way she was. In the meantime, all he could do was try and show her how beautiful she was and hope she remembered it forever.
“Come to bed with me,” he told her, drawing her over to the sleeping platform. “Let me fill you up, baby—I want to be inside you.”
Kara nibbled her bottom lip delicately with the sharp points of her fangs, her breath catching in her throat. Raak could tell how his dirty talk and desire for her were turning her on—he could smell her heat and her need. The sweet scent of her desire only made him harder as he pulled her onto the bed with him and kissed her again.
“I want you on top of me,” he told Kara, stroking her hair back from her flushed cheeks when the kiss finally broke. “Want to be able to look up into your eyes while you take me inside your soft little pussy.”
“Oh Raak, I want that too,” she whispered breathlessly. “I want you so much I can hardly stand it!”
Knowing that she wanted him as much as he wanted her was a fucking turn-on, Raak thought. He opened the silver uniform shirt she was wearing eagerly, slipping the buttons loose so quickly that a few popped off and went flying across the room.
Then he frowned.
Kara’s full breasts were swollen—filled with the essence which was dripping from her tight red nipples. And her pussy also looked as though it needed attention. Despite his desire to cure her, Raak didn’t want her to be in any pain when they made love.
“Baby,” he said gently. “I know you’re really tender and sore right now, but why don’t you let me help you just one more time before we do this?”
Kara looked down at herself uncertainly.
“It really does hurt,” she admitted, wincing. “But I don’t know, Raak—I’m already so sensitive and achy…”
“I’ll be gentle,” he swore. “So gentle, baby. Please—I don’t want you hurting when I change the color of your eyes…when I Claim you and make you mine.”
His soft words seemed to have an effect on her. Raak saw the indecision leave her eyes and she nodded and thrust her breasts forward.
“All right, Raak—I trust you. I know you’ll be as careful as you can.”
“Thank you, sweetheart.” Stripping off his own clothes, he sat back against the solid wooden headboard of the bed and beckoned her to straddle him.