Hazel and the Alien Biker (Intergalactic Brides 5) (13 page)

When she walked in, they greeted her warmly then ushered her to a seat.

“Getting married?” the stylist asked.

“Yes. My fiancé surprised me with this salon appointment. I was thinking maybe an updo? I know I have a lot of hair so …”

The stylist tilted her head then pulled Hazel’s hair back away from her face. “You have great bone structure. Really delicate lines. How attached are you to having long hair?”

“Wh-what did you have in mind?”

“A chin length bob?”

Hazel shook her head. “I don’t think I should make any drastic changes without talking to Reyvor first. I mean, I know it’s my hair, but I don’t know how attached he is to it. So far, the only Terran mates I’ve seen all have long hair.”

The stylist’s jaw dropped. “You’re marrying a Terran?”

Hazel nodded.

“Lucky bitch.” She smiled. “All right. No cutting. I think I know just the style.”

It took about a half hour, but Hazel’s hair was pulled back in a French twist with curling tendrils around her face. Then she was informed she was getting a mani/pedi as well. By the time she was finished, Reyvor was waiting for her in front of the salon. She felt like a pampered princess and couldn’t hide her smile.

“Did you have fun?” he asked.

“Definitely. I’ve never had a manicure or pedicure before, but it was awesome.”

“Ready to get married?”

She nodded eagerly. It felt like a million butterflies had taken flight in her stomach, but she clenched his hand and didn’t let go until they reached the wedding chapel he’d chosen. She hadn’t realized how many there were until they’d walked part of the strip. He’d arranged for her to have a bouquet and someone played the wedding march as she walked down the aisle.

The wedding itself passed in something of a blur. She vaguely remembered saying “I do” and heard Reyvor say the same. But she must have been so nervous she spaced the entire thing because the next thing she knew Reyvor was sliding a ring onto her finger and kissing the back of her hand. She glanced at his hand and saw the gold band she’d put there without even realizing it. What the heck was her problem?

“You may now kiss the bride,” the minister said.

Reyvor smiled and pulled her close before claiming her lips in the sweetest kiss they’d ever shared. When he pulled away, there was a happiness in his eyes she’d never seen before.

They had a few pictures taken to share with the girls then went back to their hotel room. The butterflies that had been flapping around in her belly since the salon were now rioting. And it was ridiculous! It wasn’t like she hadn’t already had sex with Reyvor, but deep down she knew this was different. This wasn’t just the two of them easing an ache, this was so much more. It was the start of a new life.

“Are you all right?” he asked.

“I’m fine. Just… maybe a little nervous.”

He took her hand in his, rubbing it with his thumb. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. I would never push you to do something.”

“It’s not that. I mean, we’ve already had sex, but this… this isn’t just sex. We’re starting a new life together. Until we got married, I didn’t even know you had a last name.”

He smiled. “I don’t. Not technically. All Terrans take the last name Verdruu when we need one. It means mysterious on my world.”

“So you’re really just Reyvor, no last name?”

He nodded.

“Do you… there’s a large tub in the bathroom. I think it will fit two. Would you like to take a bath with me?”

His gaze heated and he slowly removed his jacket, draping it over a chair, before loosening his tie. She watched, spellbound, until all of his clothing had been removed. Then, with infinite care, he helped her out of her dress and shoes. Once the tub was filled and he’d added something scented, he helped her into the water before joining her.

Hazel only hesitated a moment before sitting down and stretching her legs out along his. Reyvor reached for her foot and began massaging the sole, digging deep into her arch. She tipped her head back against the rim of the tub and sighed in sheer pleasure. When he was finished with one foot, he grabbed the other and worked on it too.

“If you ever need a job, I think you could be a masseur.”

“Thank you for today,” he said. “I know you don’t love me, but I’m glad you allowed me to join your small family. I can’t begin to tell you how happy I am right now.”

“Reyvor… I think you were meant to be a part of our family. You were destined to find me that night outside your hotel. You’ve saved me and made a huge difference in the lives of my girls.”

“Our girls,” he corrected. “As soon as we get home, I’m going to have the Terran law office find out what I need to do in order to claim the girls as my own. They helped Xonos claim Evie as his, so I’m sure they’ll know what to do.”

Tears gathered in her eyes. What had she ever done to deserve someone so wonderful?

“Come here,” he said softly.

She slid across the tub toward him and he grabbed her, pulling her onto his lap. She straddled him and couldn’t miss that he was more than just a little aroused. With a firm grip, she stroked his cock. His eyes lit with passion and she realized she was the woman lucky enough to see that every day for the rest of her life.

“I want you to be in charge this time,” he said. “You go as fast or slow as you want.”

His cock slid against her pussy and he stopped. “I don’t have any of those things you mentioned before.”

“We’re married, Reyvor. If you’re sure you don’t mind more kids, we don’t need condoms.”

His gaze softened.

“What?” she asked.

“I was just picturing your belly swollen with my child. I think I’d like that.”

“Me too.”

She leaned down to kiss him, then reached between their bodies to guide his cock inside of her. She sank onto his hard length and tossed her head back. It felt so incredibly good. As she rose and fell, the water sloshed around them. Hazel braced her hands on his shoulders as she rode him harder, faster.

Reyvor placed a hand on her hip and teased her clit with the fingers of his other hand. His thumb stroked the bundle of nerves and Hazel nearly came. Her movements became frantic, his cock filling her again and again as her hips slapped against his. The water sloshed over the edge of the tub, but she didn’t care. Her nails bit into his skin as she reached for that feeling that was just out of reach.

Her legs trembled and she couldn’t hold back her moans. She wished like hell they were on a bed so she could spread her legs farther, take him deeper. His thumb stroked her faster and it was just the push she needed. With a cry, she came, her pussy milking his cock until she collapsed against his chest.

“I love you, Hazel. Don’t feel like you need to say it back. I don’t want you to, not until you’re truly ready. But I needed to tell you how I felt.”

She kissed him softly and wished she could say the words. He deserved them.

“Let’s get cleaned up and order room service. You have to be starving. Then we can decide what we’re going to do while we’re in Vegas.” He kissed her again. “Anything you want.”

You. I want you
.

They dried off and she couldn’t wait to get her hands on him again. His cock was already semi-hard, despite the fact he’d just made her bones melt. Maybe food could wait just a little bit longer, if she could convince him to play a little more. Threading her fingers through his, she led him into the other room and didn’t stop until they’d reached the windows. They had an incredible view of the strip from their room.

“What are you doing, Hazel?” he asked.

“Am I still in control?”

“I thought you wanted to eat and rest.”

She smiled. “We can do that later. Right now, I’m not finished celebrating the fact we’re married. Now, stand right here and look out the window.”

When she was satisfied he would listen to her, she sank to her knees in front of him. He glanced down at her, but she pointed to the window and refused to budge until he looked outside once more. With a satisfied smile on her face, she reached out and cupped his balls, gently rolling them in her hand. There was a rumble in his chest and she licked her lips as she prepared for phase two.

His cock bobbed in front of her, now fully erect. Hazel pressed her face against his groin and breathed in his musky scent before licking the length of his shaft. It jerked in response and a bit of pre-cum dribbled out. She lapped it up before curling her tongue around him and tasting the length of him. His balls drew up in her hand as more pre-cum leaked out. Hazel fitted her lips around the head of his cock then swallowed him down. She relaxed her throat and felt him slide further back, and then she withdrew.

“Hazel, you’re a goddess.”

She smiled around her mouthful as she continued to pleasure him. She explored, sucked, teased… but she took her time doing it. Long, slow strokes to give him as much pleasure as he gave her. When he fisted her hair and shoved his cock further down her throat, she knew he was close to losing control. As much as she’d love to suck him dry, she had plans for him that didn’t include a flaccid cock.

Hazel pulled back, licked her lips, and then rose to her feet. Reyvor’s heated gaze fastened on her. She saw a world of pleasure in that one look and knew he wanted her as much as she desired him. They may not have love between them, but no one could deny the sparks that flew between them. Heat sizzled around them, drawing them further under passion’s spell.

“Now I’m in control,” he said, his voice deep and raspy. “Turn around.”

Her breath froze in her lungs as she turned to face the floor to ceiling windows. A glance over her shoulder showed Reyvor eating her up with his gaze, those pansy-colored eyes taking in every inch of her exposed body.

“Hands on the window,” he said.

Hazel moved forward and pressed her palms to the cool glass. Reyvor gripped her hips and pulled her ass back as he nudged her legs apart. Her heart fluttered in her chest like a hummingbird’s wings. His teeth bit into her shoulder just hard enough to make cream slip down her thighs. With his nose, he nuzzled her hair out of the way then placed heated kisses along the column of her neck.

Her nipples pebbled in the cool air and her body hummed with excitement. His palms slid around her ribcage and up to cup her breasts. He tweaked and rolled the hard peaks as he left a hickey on her neck. It was enough to make her knees buckle. Hazel thought she’d die if he didn’t hurry up and take her, but Reyvor had other ideas. One of his hands slid down her stomach and delved between the curls covering her mound. The digits slid through the moisture gathered there and he slowly began to tease her clit.

Hazel pushed her hips back against him, begging him to take her with a silent plea. He plucked at her nipple and strummed her clit until her legs were shaking. She wanted him to stop, and yet she didn’t. It was exquisite torture. His fingers stroked and slid against her slippery clit until she was crying out his name and coming even harder than she had in the tub. As her orgasm rippled through her, she felt his cock press against her slit and then he was filling her.

Reyvor didn’t let up on his torture and her clit was so sensitive she wanted to cry, but he was relentless, pushing her to come again. Hazel felt like she was on sensory overload as he pounded into her, fucking her hard and fast against the window. They were too far up for anyone to see them, and yet it still felt so naughty. Perhaps that bit of naughtiness was just enough to push her over the edge again, because as Reyvor growled his release she came apart in his arms once more.

He stayed buried inside of her and peppered her shoulders and neck with kisses.

“Now you may feed me,” she said softly.

Reyvor chuckled and withdrew from her body. “I think another bath is in order, but I think I’ll let you go first while I place our order. If I take a shower with you, or get anywhere near that tub again, we won’t be eating for a while.”

“Feed me, Seymour.”

He gave her a perplexed look.

“It’s a movie. I think it’s time you had a movie-cation. Think this hotel offers Netflix? We can see if
Little Shop of Horrors
is on there.”

“If not, I’ll make sure we have it in our new home. Now go, before I change my mind about feeding you.”

With a smile, Hazel sashayed away from him and went to clean up. Food, movies, and some cuddling… and after they’d rested, definitely some more lovemaking.

Reyvor smiled as he thought of the two days they’d spent in Vegas. It seemed his wife was insatiable and wasn’t afraid to try new things. He had a new fondness for the white fluff they called whipped cream. His euphoria came to an end when they reached the hotel. The front was covered in police, fire trucks, and ambulances. He didn’t know what was going on, but he had a horrible feeling it involved the girls.

He bolted from the backseat, dragging Hazel in his wake. An officer stopped him as they reached the doors.

“You need to wait outside,” the officer said.

“What happened? Our kids are in there,” Reyvor said. He felt Hazel’s hand tighten on his.

The paramedics were rolling someone out to one of the ambulances and Hazel gave a cry. It was Winnie. They shoved past the officer and ran toward their daughter, fear coursing through Reyvor’s veins. Surely he hadn’t just gained his new family only to lose one of them now.

“That’s our daughter,” he told the driver before the doors were slammed shut.

“We’re taking her to the Shriner’s Hospital. You’ll have to meet us there.”

“I’ll have the Terran doctor meet us there. I want to make sure she has the best care.” Reyvor led a distraught Hazel away and got back into the limo. He gave the driver instructions to take them to the hospital, then called Xonos.

“I thought you were on your honeymoon,” Xonos said.

“We just got back. I need you to go to the Shriner’s Hospital.”

“Why? If one of the girls is sick, just bring her to the clinic here.”

“They were putting Winnie in an ambulance when we pulled up to the hotel. Please meet us there. We don’t know what’s going on right now.”