Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 101280 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 506(@200wpm)___ 405(@250wpm)___ 338(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101280 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 506(@200wpm)___ 405(@250wpm)___ 338(@300wpm)
“Gods, baby, you feel so good around me,” Vik’tor growled, looking into my eyes as he continued to thrust up into me. “Love your soft, sweet little pussy—you’re so hot and wet inside—feels like a velvet glove stroking my shaft.”
“I love how big you are,” I confessed. “And how you make me feel—I’ve never felt anything like this before—ever.”
And I was afraid I never would again if I couldn’t manage to get the two of us Bonded. But I was halfway there, I thought, remembering the mysterious vision of the blonde woman on the golden throne. And I sure as hell wasn’t giving up now.
“Natalie…baby…” Vik’tor looked in my eyes as he continued to move inside me. “I don’t want you to go. I want you to stay with me—always. I was too much of a fucking coward to say it before, and I know it’s damn selfish. I know everything and everyone you miss on Earth, but I don’t want to lose you.”
My heart swelled within me, and I leaned down to give him a long, breathless kiss.
“I don’t want to leave, either,” I whispered, when we finally pulled apart for air. “Oh, Vik’tor—I love you!”
“Gods, I love you too, baby,” he groaned, pulling me closer. “So fucking much! I know we haven’t been together long but I’ve never met a female like you before.”
“We’re meant to stay together,” I told him. “We can work out the details after you Bond me to you.”
Vik’tor frowned.
“Baby, you know I can’t. We already tried.”
“We didn’t go far enough,” I told him. “This time I’ve got your knot in me. But I need something else—I need you to bite me again—bite my neck.”
Vik’tor’s eyes went half-lidded with lust.
“Gods, baby—you know that’s a sexual ritual between Naggians, right? Biting and knotting at the same time?”
“Do it then,” I commanded. Reaching up, I pushed my hair to one side, revealing my throat. Leaning forward, I pressed the side of my vulnerable neck to his mouth, feeling the sharp prick of his fangs as I did so. “Bite me, Vik’tor,” I murmured. “Bite me and knot me and fuck me and come in me—I want all of it—all of you!”
I didn’t have to ask him again. With a low groan, he wrapped his arms around me tightly and buried his fangs in my neck. At the same time, he thrust upward hard and I felt the wet heat of his cum spurting inside me.
A second orgasm rocked me and this one made the earlier one look like a mild surf compared to a tidal wave. I stiffened and moaned, my nails digging into Vik’tor’s broad shoulders as the pleasure rushed through me. My inner walls were contracting, squeezing around his shaft, milking him as though I was begging him to fill me up.
I couldn’t speak—I could only moan and give myself completely, opening myself to him—to his fangs in my neck and his knot in my pussy and his cum spurting directly into my womb.
And in that moment, I had another vision.
This time I wasn’t the only one there. Vik’tor was standing beside me and so were Rylee and her two guys, Drace and Lucian. And then, walking towards us, I saw my family. They had shocked looks on their faces at first, but then they smiled and nodded, holding out their arms to the alien males Rylee and I had brought home to meet them.
“Is that your family?” a deep voice rumbled in my ear. But no—not in my ear—the voice was speaking inside my head, I realized. It sounded like Vik’tor but how could it be? He still had his fangs buried in my neck.
“I think the reason I can speak inside your head and see the vision you had is because we Bonded, little girl,” the rumbling voice murmured in my mind. “We did it—I don’t know how but we did!”
“I know how—we belong together,” I told him, using our new mental link for the first time. It felt incredibly natural and right—as though we had always been meant to be tied together this way.
“That’s how I feel, too, baby—like we were meant to find each other,” Vik’tor told me. “Meant to be together.”
“Oh, Vik’tor…” I whispered and hugged him tighter, loving the feel of our new, intense connection.
I never wanted to let him go and now I knew I didn’t have to.
FIFTY-SEVEN
VIK’TOR
Afterwards—a long time afterwards because we couldn’t fucking get enough of each other—Natalie and I lay wrapped in each other’s arms and just talked—sometimes with our mouths and sometimes through the new mental link we shared now that we were Bonded.
“I don’t have to live on Earth,” Natalie told me, as she lay with her head pillowed on my chest and looked up at me. “But I have to be honest, Vik’tor—I don’t really want to live on O’nagga Nine, either. It’s so cold and the Naggian people are so heartless and cruel—they hate outsiders and they’re never going to see me as anything else. I’ll still just be a hsh’frux Blood Whore to them, even if I am bonded to the most influential man on the planet.”