Cecilia's Mate (9 page)

“Exactly
like that,” he said. Stepping closer, he cupped her ass and lifted her
effortlessly. “Legs around my waist and kiss me, Cecilia. I can see it on your
face. You need a kiss as much as I do.”

She
nodded. “So true, I do.” She was lifted up with his help and wrapped her legs
around his hips. Arms tightening around his neck, she leaned in to brush her
lips to his. “I always seem to need to kiss you or touch you.”

“As
do I, little one,” he said against her mouth. He was making her work for her
kiss, keeping his lips just out of reach in a tease she knew he’d stop if she
got upset. Draven never left her wanting when she needed him. He could quite
easily, she knew that. But he never did.

She
was grinning as she kept leaning in to kiss him and he kept pulling away. “You
are giving me a complex here,” she muttered, then brushed her nose to his. “You
know you want to kiss me every bit as much as I want to kiss you.”

Laughing
softly, he pressed her back to the tile of the shower cube. “Always, Cecilia.
Every single time I see you I want to devour you. Every moment we are together
it’s a fight not to strip you naked and take you.” Finally he leaned in closer
so his lips were against hers. “Kiss me,” he whispered.

She
didn’t speak. Instead she leaned into him and kissed him with all of the
desperation and need she had bottled up inside. She held him tightly and rubbed
as much of her body against him as she could and rejoiced in that kiss.

One
of his hands came up to cup her head as he took back control of the kiss,
softening it slightly. It was no less desperate, but it wasn’t quite so
emotionally ragged. “I love you, Cecilia,” he muttered against her mouth before
taking another kiss.

Her
heart sang at the sound of him telling her that he loved her. She pulled back
and tightened her hold on his waist. “Please, Sir, I need you.” Her pussy was
dripping and her body was greedy for him.

“Guide
me into your body. Take my cock and slide me into your wet little pussy. Show
me how wet you are for me, Cecilia.” Pressing a kiss to her cheek, he brushed
his lips along her jaw until he nipped lightly at her chin.

She
loved when he talked to her like that. She reached between them and grabbed his
dick. “I love how hard you are.” She moaned. “Always.” She shifted her leg and
opened herself wider to him. Then she took him into her body. “Oh yes.” She
moaned and rocked onto him just a bit, taking him a little deeper, only to let
him slide out a bit before she took him deeper again.

“That’s
it, little one. Ride me as you want,” he said. He moved his hands down to her
ass to hold her weight up but let her do all the work with her arms and legs
around his body. When she slid down his cock he rocked his hips to meet her,
pushing in deeper than she could manage on her own.

She
moved a bit harder. She rocked him in and out of her body while peppering
kisses along his cheek and neck.

His
hands flexed on her ass, squeezing the flesh tightly. “You’re killing me here,
Cecilia,” he said. A low growl followed his words, sending a thrill through her
body. Draven put his mouth to her shoulder to begin nibbling on her flesh,
adding another piece to the sensory deluge she was wrapped within.

His
teeth biting into her shoulder lightly had her gasping and moving harder and
faster on him. She loved the way this felt, making love in the shower. The
water that pelted against her skin and the heat of him there as well. It was
perfect.

“You
like that little bite of pain, don’t you?” he asked. At her low moan he scraped
his teeth to her skin a little harder. “By the stars, you are beyond perfect
for me, Cecilia. How in the universe I got this lucky I’ll never know.”

“I
don’t know, but you did.” She moaned when he bit her again. “Yes, I love the
small bites of pain. I need it right now.”

“I’ll
always give you whatever you need, Cecilia.” He lifted her higher and began to
thrust harder, faster. He nipped at her throat before sliding his tongue over
her damp skin. She gasped, moving with him.

Lifting
his head, he caught her lips for another kiss. He sucked on her lower lip for a
moment before letting it go. Then he pulled his cock from her body and eased
her down to her feet. “Turn around and hold on to the bar,” he told her.

She
did as he instructed and gripped the bar. The move put her ass out and back
bowed. “Like this?” she asked, pushing against him.

“Exactly
like that,” he rasped. He ran a hand over her back and down to her ass. A sharp
slap landed on first one cheek, then the other. “Spread your legs and arch
your
back more. Make sure your grip is solid on that bar,
Cecilia.” His cock rubbed over her folds.

She
braced her hands apart on the bar and widened her stance.

He
slapped her ass again, four smacks in quick succession. Then he rubbed the head
of his cock from her clit to her anus and back again, over and over. Finally he
pressed it to her opening and pushed in deep.

“Yes!”
The word was a soft yelp. “Thank you, Sir. More please.” She was begging him.
“So good.” She couldn’t believe how his rough handling was sending her pleasure
through the roof.

He
gave her what she wanted, warming her ass so that tingles shot through her even
as a low throb settled into her buttocks. Between each slap he thrust his cock
into her. After a time he rubbed his hands to her ass, stroking the skin,
rubbing a finger to her anus before working it in a little. His finger probed
deeper into her anus, making her toes curl against the tile under her feet. He delivered
another blow to her ass, thrusting his cock in deep in her pussy.

She
didn’t have the words to express just how fabulously that felt, having him
sliding deep in and out of her body. Every single touch, every thrust and every
caress had her flying.

“Do
not come until I tell you,” he said in a rough tone. He gripped her hip tight
in one hand while thrusting faster. Every drag of his cock through her folds
taking her higher.

She
moved with him, her body moving along with his and anticipating his movements.
She loved this close attachment she had with him, the way her body seemed to
know just what he needed.

Draven’s
hand slid around her waist to cup her mound. One of his fingers slid over her
clit to rub and flick at the tight bud. Then he pinched it, tugging lightly in
time with every thrust of his hips.

She
gasped and forced herself to think of her breathing only.

“That’s
good, Cecilia. You’re doing well. Hold on a little longer.” Draven pumped
faster, forcing her to push against the bar she was hanging on to. It pushed
him in deeper each time he moved. His fingers on her clit pinched and rolled
the tight bud. “Come for me, little one. Come now.”

She
didn’t have to be told again. Cecilia screamed as her orgasm washed over her.
She sobbed his name with the desperation of a woman fully sated, pushing back
hard against him so that they were both as close as two beings ever could be.

He
followed her over the edge, flooding her sheath with his seed. An arm slid
around her waist to hold her close to him. She felt his lips drift over her
shoulder as they both fought for air. “Amazing,” he finally croaked out.

“Amazing,”
she agreed. This was them together, in all things.

“We
need to shower, and then we are going to go and fall into bed.” Drawing out of
her body, he rubbed a hand over her back.

“That
sounds like a great plan.” She grabbed the soap and began to wash her body,
passing it to Draven so that he could clean himself too. “Bed does sound
wonderful right now.”

“That’s
because we’re both exhausted. Given what happened today I can’t believe we
haven’t collapsed before now.” Setting the soap aside, Draven ducked under the
water and rinsed off quickly before turning the flow off and sliding open the
door for her to step out onto the drying mat.

She
wasn’t going to argue that. “Food next, please.” She passed him a towel and
winked at him as she watched him over her shoulder. “Come on, food and sleep.”

After
drying off he followed her into the other room. Draven pulled on a pair of
loose pants and handed her one of his shirts. At her look, he shrugged. “I
don’t think I can concentrate on food if you’re sitting there naked while I’m
attempting to eat.”

Grinning,
she accepted the shirt and slid it over her head.

“After
you,” he said with a small bow her direction. His chuckle followed her into the
other room as she shook her head at him.

Chapter
Nine

“Bracken,
seriously, I’m about to beat you if you make me go through this hallway one
more time.” For the last half hour her brother had dragged her from one end of
the ship to the other, stopping and pointing out practically every single rivet
and bolt in the place. “And don’t say that we haven’t been down this hall. We
have. I know we have.”

“If
you’re sure,” he said. Suddenly he held up a hand, putting his other hand to
his ear. “Copy that, on our way.” Bracken shot her a grin, took her hand, and
started to pull her back up the corridor once more. This time at least he
appeared to have a purpose before stuffing her into the lifts.

“So
where are we going now?” she asked as she leaned back against the back wall of
the lift and watched her brother rocking on his heels. She could see the grin
on his face through the reflection on the doors of the lift and it made her all
the more curious.

“You
shall see,” was all he’d give her. He did shoot her a look full of mischief
that had her curiosity ratcheting up a notch. “And we are here. Come along
now.” Not that he gave her a lot of choice since he took hold of her hand and
tugged her down a very familiar corridor. It led to the antigravity rooms she
loved so much.

“Are
you actually going to come in with me this time?” she asked with a grin and
reached for the spare suit that was there so that her dress didn’t go floating
up around her neck again. “Is this why you’ve had me all over the place?
Waiting on the room to open?”

“No,
and no. You won’t need the suit either,” he told her. Taking it from her hands,
he put it back in place and handed her a couple clips. “That’ll keep it from
going up around your ears. Now, when you go in, go slowly since I have no clue
what the ever-loving stars he’s done in there.” Leaning in, he pressed a kiss
to her cheek, then turned and hurried off with a wave over his shoulder.

She
frowned at that and shrugged. Okay, she had no idea what was going on but she
trusted her brother and knew he wouldn’t do anything to hurt her. She stepped
into the airlock before the antigrav room and pressed the release for the room.
When she floated in she gasped. She turned around and round and laughed.
“Draven?” She saw him there in the room, along with the bubbles that floated
everywhere, flowers floating in the room as well. It was utterly incredible.
“What is this?”

With
an obviously practiced move he floated slowly toward her, hooking his arms
around her and twisting in mid-air to approach a wall with his feet. “Hello,
little one,” he said with a smile. Pressing a kiss to her lips, he floated them
back toward the middle of the room. Along the way he snagged something drifting
nearby and passed what turned out to be a little box to her. “Given how
creative several others have been with their proposals I had to come up with a
way to outdo them all. I know how much you love your time in here and thought
this would be the perfect place to ask for your hand in marriage, officially.”

She
gaped at him. “Really?” She looked down at the box in her hands and felt like
tearing up. “You are so good to me. You always know exactly what I want and
what I need, don’t you?” This proposal was the perfect one for her. He’d
managed to incorporate everything she loved into one thing. “Yes. Yes, you
silly, wonderful man. I will marry you and keep you forever.”

“Thank
the stars,” he muttered. Then he kissed her as they continued to float across
the room. He pulled back with a smile. Very carefully he drew the ring from the
box and slipped it onto the finger she offered up. “Out of curiosity, how
exactly did your brother keep you occupied while I set this up? He never did
tell me his part of the plan.”

“He
dragged me from stem to stern on the ship. Up one corridor and down another. He
was about to get beaten is what was going to happen. He led me down to the
water purification deck and had them explain to me the way that they purify the
water. I could have beaten him.”

Draven
burst out laughing at that, hugging her in closer to him. “I’m sorry, little
one. When he said he’d help distract you I didn’t think to question what tactic
he’d be using. Next time I require his assistance in something to surprise you
I’ll be sure to get some details. Both to keep you from being bored and to keep
him from being dropped unconscious to the deck plating.”

She
wrapped herself around Draven as they floated in the zero grav chambers. “This
is perfect. What made you think this up?”

“I
knew this was one of your favorite spots on the ship. Once I had a location all
I had to do then was figure out how to get everything in here and set up.
Without letting you know I was up to anything and without you arriving
mid-preparation. Since I had to have the gravity turned back on for the initial
setup it was pretty important. Then they turned it all off, and I very
carefully got everything into place. I’ll tell you, though, the blasted bubbles
were the worst. They really don’t like this scenario all that much. Or maybe it
was my technique. Either way.” He tipped his head to the side and shrugged. “It
all worked out, in my opinion.”

“It’s
perfect,” she said, touching a passing bubble to watch it pop and the liquid
float away. “I love it. It’s so much better than being on a knee. This is
something we’ll be able to tell our grandchildren and have it be a story for
all time. This is a true love story ending, the prince asking his princess to
marry him.”

“I
don’t know about the prince part, but you are definitely my princess,” he said
softly. He pressed a kiss to her lips as they drifted toward a wall. With a
hand he pushed them back off and toward the door. “As much as I want to make
love to you, I’m not prepared to attempt it in here and risk a concussion. So I
think we should retire to our quarters since Bracken has agreed to give me the
day off so that I can make sure my future wife knows how much I love her and
need her.”

“He’s
such a softie,” Cecilia said with a grin. “Now you can take me back to our
rooms and show me that I made the right choice when I said yes.” She’d known
she made the right choice before he ever asked her. Draven was her very soul
and he was someone that she was keeping, forever.

“With
pleasure.” Draven kissed her again, then carried her all the way to their
quarters, only setting her down to press his palm to the keypad and usher her
into the room. She undid the buttons on her dress and let it fall to her feet.
Without taking her eyes off of him she walked to the bed, climbed onto it on
her hands and knees, then watched him over her shoulder. “Is this how you want
me, Sir?”

“Exactly
like that.” Once he was stripped he climbed up on the bed behind her. Sliding
his hand over her back, slowly he pushed down between her shoulders. “Down on
the bed, little one. Ass up nice and high for me.”

Doing
as instructed she widened her stance for him to give herself better stability.
Her shoulders and breasts were to the mattress and her ass was high in the air.
She waited now for his next touch, anticipated it and craved it.

His
fingers stroked over her spine until he was running them gently over her ass.
He squeezed one cheek, then the other before his hand left her skin. A moment
later she felt his tongue on her pussy, stroking over her clit to her slit.

She
moaned. She couldn’t help herself. The feeling of his tongue on her pussy was
hot, incredible, and damn she wanted more. “Yes, thank you.” She moaned and
pushed back against him time and time again.

Sucking
her clit into his mouth, he slid a finger deep into her pussy. He added a
second one to her sheath a moment later, pumping them in and out of her body.
Draven flicked his tongue to her clit, then scraped his teeth lightly to the
tight nub.

Cece
was whimpering and she was moving back against his fingers and mouth as he
teased her. Her legs were starting to shake. “There, please that’s perfect
right there.”

He
pulled back at her words and slapped her ass, hard. “If you want something you
know how to ask for it,” he said. He smacked her ass again when she froze up
trying to think of what she was supposed to say. “How do you ask for what you
want, little one?”

“Please,
Sir, will you do that again?” she begged him, this time the proper way. “Please
will you give me more?”

“Much
better.” He gave her another couple smacks before sliding his fingers into her
sheath. Stroking her slowly, he pressed a kiss to her spine. Then another to
her buttocks on each side. His free hand moved to tease her clit as he pressed
kisses to her ass.

She
was all but purring. Every touch, every single smack to her ass had her begging
for more. She bit the pillow while pushing back against him time and again.
“Lay
on your back, arms up over your head and hold on to the headboard.”

Gasping,
she turned over and grabbed the headboard and wrapped her fingers around it.
She looked at him and watched as he shifted and moved. This was what she loved
about him, the way that he would prowl before pouncing, the way that he would
shift and move and the hungry look on his face when he stared at her. It was
perfect.

Lifting
her hips, he put two pillows under her ass to keep her at the angle he
obviously wanted her at. With a scrutinizing look he made a few adjustments,
then moved in closer. Then he lowered his head between her widespread legs and
his mouth was moving over her pussy.

His
tongue laving her clit had her gasping. Then his tongue diving into her pussy
had her lifting slightly. She had to force herself to go back to where he had
placed her originally.

His
gaze met hers, and she could see approval shining out at her.

Slowly
his mouth left her pussy, moving up her lower belly and over her stomach. He
continued upward, his hands braced to her sides while he nibbled, licked, and
sucked at her skin. When he reached her breasts Draven met her gaze once more as
he flicked his tongue over first one nipple, then the other.

When
he moved up and kissed her she tasted herself on his lips and tongue and liked
it, a lot. She would have wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him
closer if she could.

He
smiled against her lips, like he could read her mind. He couldn’t, at least she
really hoped he couldn’t, but he did seem rather adept at reading her moods.
With a gentle nip to her lip he drew back to sit up between her legs. Taking
his cock in hand, Draven stroked his hand up and down the length in a way she
could easily see what he was doing. He did it a few times before he lifted a
brow. “What is it, little one? I can see you have something to say, so say it.”

“Please
fuck me with your cock, Sir?” she begged.

His
lips curled as he began to run the head of his cock up and down her slit.
“You’re so wet,” he said in a low tone. “Your pussy is swollen and eager. Your
clit is engorged and
…
needy.” The head of his cock
rubbed to her clit a few times before he slid his cock down to her opening.
Then he thrust in quickly, filling her in one long push.

“Oh
yes, thank you, Sir.” She was sobbing now. He was right. She had been needy and
desperate.

Moving
her legs slightly, Draven pressed them down toward her chest. Then he began to
thrust, dragging his cock out slowly,
then
pushing it
in hard and fast. His gaze locked with hers as he moved. Every thrust bounced
her on her precarious perch of the pillows. She was so close. Her orgasm
hovered just out of reach, and she needed to come.

Draven
leaned over, pressing her legs closer to her body and changing the angle of his
cock into her pussy. He stared into her eyes for a long time before he gave her
what she wanted. “Come for me, Cecilia. Come now,” he said in a rough tone.

She
let go. Cece screamed with the orgasm that rocked through her body. The whole
feeling rolled through her like a race. She felt her heart beating faster and
faster and gulped for air. Finally she felt her arms go weak and fall to the
sides.

He
was still over her, his face tight with concentration before it relaxed.
Panting hard, he pushed up enough to free her legs. In a quick move he rolled
them so she was on top of him, his cock still buried deep inside of her.

“That
was amazing,” she said finally, her cheek on his chest and arms around his
shoulders.

“I’ve
dreamed about this since the moment you came of age.” Lifting his head, he
pressed a kiss to her nose before collapsing back on the bed again.

She
was quiet for a moment, then, “I’m glad you weren’t going to let me get away.”
She had been worried about
that, that
he was going to
let her go “for her own good.”

Frowning,
Draven rolled them slowly to reverse their positions. He got up on his elbows
and used his fingertips to stroke her cheeks. “I would never let you go,
Cecilia. You are mine. You always have been, and you always will be. I was
letting you grow up, though had I known what was going on in that house I’d
likely have kidnapped you the moment you came of age instead of leaving you
there. There is an age difference between us, if you hadn’t noticed. No old
jokes, woman,” he said with a glower when she opened her mouth. “I didn’t want
you to have to go from being under your father’s thumb, to what I needed, and
will always need of you in our relationship. You needed some time between the
two to discover who you were. Or that was my hope, anyway.”