Nikhil (Kaliszian Book 1) (21 page)

"I can't stand the thought of hurting you, Little One."

"Then let me do it."

"What? What do you mean?"

"Do you trust me, Nikhil?"

"With my life."

"Then roll over onto your back." She pushed against one of his massive shoulders knowing she was only able to move him onto his back because he allowed it, and moved between his thighs. "It's time to see how long
you
can go without touching
me
while I drive
you
crazy."

"You don't want to do this, Mackenzie."

"Oh, yes I do. And what I want to do first is get rid of these." Her hands went to the waist of his pants that hung low on his hips, slipping her fingers under and sliding them along until they met at his back. Nikhil lifted his hips, and her hands got their fill of his taut firm ass, that flexed as they moved over it, leaving it bare.

Skimming her way along, baring his haunches as she went, she brought her hands back to his front, getting her first chance to look at and touch his male beauty. Goddess, the male really was big all over. He was also hairless. She hadn't realized it until just then that the only place he had hair was on his head. Shimmying back, she pulled his pants down passed his knees, letting him work them the rest of the way off, as she reached between his massive thighs, and gently cupped his heavy balls. As amazing as they were, it was his engorged shaft that held her attention. It was as long and as thick as her wrist. Tentatively, she circled its base and found her fingers didn't touch.

Using both hands, she slowly began to stroke him from the thick root of his shaft to its mushroom-shaped head and back again. Her thumb captured the drop of pre-cum escaping from it. Bringing her gaze to his, she found him watching her intently as she lifted the thumb to her mouth, tasting his strong, spicy flavor for the first time.

"Mackenzie...” Nikhil moaned, his hips instinctively pressing into her hand as he fought for control.

"Goddess, you taste good," she whispered, then lowering her mouth licked the next bead that quickly appeared before taking him into her mouth. She'd never given head before, but from Nikhil's reaction, she must be doing it right.

Nikhil couldn't believe his Mackenzie was doing this. The females he had shared his friendship with before had never done this... and he'd never heard other males talking about it either. It felt amazing, but it also challenged his control. He wanted to thrust his shaft deep into her mouth, wanted to feel her swallow him. The thought alone had his balls starting to draw up against his body, wanting to spill his seed, but he didn't want to do it in her mouth. Not this time. He wanted to be deep inside her when that happened.

"Mackenzie!" Using the strength of his abs so his hands could sink into her hair, he sat up and pulled her mouth from his shaft, replacing it with his, giving her a deep scorching kiss. His tongue speared her mouth the way his shaft wanted to her body.

Mackenzie ripped her mouth away from his, breathing heavily even as a devilish look filled her eyes. "You were supposed to see how long you could go without touching me. Remember?"

"I will never be able to go very long, Mackenzie. I need you too badly."

He covered her mouth again, and while she was on her knees between his thighs, he pulled her close enough that she could feel his stiff cock poking into her belly. Never breaking off the kiss, she gripped Nikhil's forearms and shifted so she was straddling his lap. The long length of his hard cock sliding along the hot slickness of her slit, causing both of them to moan.

"Mackenzie... I am not going to last long if you keep doing that."

"Neither am I," she told him breathlessly, continuing to coat his cock with her slickness. Realizing she couldn't rise high enough on her knees to set him at her entrance, she gave him a pleading look. "Help me, Nikhil."

Nikhil's large heart began to pound wildly at her request. He wanted to refuse so there was no chance of him harming her, and he wanted to comply. He wanted to spear her with his shaft, wanted to drive into her again and again until he released deep inside her.

"It will be okay, Nikhil. My vow."

Slowly, he gripped her waist and lifted her the last few inches needed to set the engorged head of his shaft at her sweet tiny opening. "Are you sure, my Mackenzie?"

"Yes," she said wiggling slightly in his arms. Her breath caught as Nikhil slowly lowered her onto the bulbous head of his cock, his massive arms trembling with the restraint he was exerting. She couldn't hold back the small moan that escaped her lips as her channel strained to accept him. It was nearly painful, but in the most wonderful of ways, and it only added to the tension building inside her.

Finally, her knees made contact with the bed, but Nikhil's arms didn't relax. If anything, they stiffen more knowing he was no longer in control. Reaching up, she grabbed the braids that were flowing over his chest, pulling on them until he lowered his head for her to capture his lips in a torrid kiss as she took another inch of him.

"Goddess, Mackenzie!" His fingers dug deeper into her flesh. He'd never experienced such an exquisite pain before.

He wanted it to end.

He wanted it to last forever.

"Oh my God, Nikhil!" She threw her head back as the tension in her body began to wind tighter and tighter. She'd never experienced anything like this before, but instinctively she knew if she just trusted her body it would be alright. Relaxing her thighs, she slid the rest of the way down Nikhil's massive cock, and couldn't stop the startled cry that escaped her mouth. God, she'd never felt so full before. She knew immediately what Nikhil's reaction was going to be, and clamped her knees on his hips. "Don't you dare!" she warned.

"Mackenzie," the strain in his voice was easily heard. "I am harming you!"

"You aren't!" she choked out. "Just give me a minute. The Goddess wouldn't have made me your True Mate if we weren't compatible."

Nikhil's hands shifted to her ass, pulling her closer as he sat up higher. She knew his intent was to give her no room to move, but instead it had her clit rubbing against his washboard abs and this time when she cried out, it was in pleasure.

"God, Nikhil! Do that again!" she demanded.

Nikhil's eyes flashed a brilliant green at the pleasure he heard in her voice and didn't deny her. Slowly, he repeated the action and had to grit his teeth when her channel spasmed in response, nearly causing him to come as if it were his first time.

"Like that do you, Little One?" he asked huskily, watching the color bloom on her face. Her breath became short pants as her body reacted to the pleasure he was giving her.

"Yes! Again! Please! I'm so close!" And she was. The tension in her body was nearly unbearable and it wouldn't take much... then Nikhil twisted his hips ever so slightly and her world exploded.

Twisting Nikhil took Mackenzie to her back, and with one hard, deep thrust he released all his control and joined her in paradise.

N
ikhil lay on his back, where he had rolled after experiencing the most explosive release he'd ever had in his life. With his Mackenzie sleeping deeply in his arms, he reached down, touching the bead she wore and was immediately filled with a sense of well being that told him she rested peacefully. How did her species know their Soul Mates were well if they didn't have the bead?

She didn't wake as he pulled the covers up over them. It spoke to the amount of rest she truly needed before she would be fully recovered from her ordeal, and he would make sure she got it. He would also make sure that she ate, that she was never harmed again, and that she knew, every day for the rest of her life, that she was the most precious thing to him in the entire universe.

Making sure she was secure in his arms, he closed his eyes and slept.

∞ ∞ ∞ ∞ ∞

Jen leaned back against the wall, trying to nonchalantly stretch out the aching muscles of her injured leg. It had been a long day with a lot to take in. Mac had tried to explain the best she could about what had happened to her since she'd been taken from them. She told them how much better she felt since using something called the deep- repair unit and how she could now, thanks to another educator, understand not only Kaliszian, but also what everyone else in the room was saying.

Making sure the hood of the cape still covered her face, Jen let her head fall back to rest against the wall; she was so tired.

Tired of hurting.

Tired of putting on a brave front.

Just tired.

"You should lie down on your cot, Jen."

"Yeah, I probably should. Help me up?" She held out her hands and Paul took them pulling her carefully to her feet.

"How you holding up?" he asked leading her to her cot. When she sat and leaned back against the wall, he sat down next to her.

"I'm good, and you?"

"Not too bad. Glad to be out of that damn mine but..."

"But, at least, we knew what to expect there... right?"

"Yeah."

"How's Eric doing?" she asked. "You know you should have been with him; instead of helping me get out."

"Eric is fine," he reassured her. "He understood that we couldn't risk losing you too."

"You two are so good together." She let her head come to rest on his thin shoulder.

"We are. I just hope we're allowed to stay that way."

"Why wouldn't you be?"

"We have no idea who these guys are, Jen. What their real beliefs are. Or if they accept that a man can love another man."

"Well if they can't then I guess they aren't as advanced as we thought they were. Love is love, Paul."

"True. Except for them being able to travel in space and some of their weaponry, I haven't seen anything that makes them more advanced than us."

"True, but maybe these Kaliszians will be."

"Seriously? They carry
swords
, Jen, and it looks like they rely on brute strength. We haven't been like that since the middle ages."

"True, but I can't say automatic weapons and nuclear bombs are that much better. At least theirs seem to take some strength and skill to use. While all ours require is some idiot willing to either pull a trigger or push a button."

"That's true too." Paul looked up and smiled as Eric moved to sit on the other side of her.

"Hey, beautiful, how you holding up?" Eric asked.

"Eric..." Jen felt her eyes fill again. She knew she was no longer beautiful, especially not on the side where Eric was sitting.

"Shhh. You will always be beautiful to me. To us. Now," Eric put his arm around her thin shoulders, pulling her close and her head shifted to his shoulder. "Rest."

Knowing arguing would do no good, Jen settled deeper into Eric's embrace and felt Paul move in closer, putting his arm around her as he gripped Eric's waist. Knowing she was safe in their embrace, she let sleep claim her.

∞ ∞ ∞ ∞ ∞

Mac rolled onto her back, stretching her arms up over her head and yawned. God, she felt good. The sound of water shutting off had her eyes opening and her head turning to see Nikhil walking out of the cleansing room. A towel was wrapped low around his hips while he used another one to remove the moisture from his hair. His hands stilled seeing her watching him and he was immediately moving to the bed.

"You're awake," he said moving to sit down next to her.

"I am."

"How are you feeling?"

"I feel good. Really good." Reaching up, she cupped his cheek. "I suppose I should get up so we can go to last meal." She frowned at the strange look Nikhil gave her. "Nikhil? What's wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong, Mackenzie. It is just that it is morning."

"Morning? I slept through the night?"

"Yes. I thought to wake you for last meal, but Luol said if you were hungry you would wake on your own."

"You contacted Luol?"

"Yes. I was concerned. I..." He looked away.

"It's alright, Nikhil." She pulled his face back to her. "He's right. I've eaten so much in the last few days that all I needed was sleep. But what about you? Tell me you didn't skip last meal."

"You think I would leave you unprotected? That because of my size, food would be more important to me than you!??"

"Nikhil?" Mac flinched back, her eyes widening at the venom in his voice. "That's not what I was implying. I just... I don't want you to do without because of me."

Nikhil forced himself to relax the fists he hadn't realized he'd clenched. Where had that come from? It had been years since he'd let what someone else thought about his size bother him, but this wasn't someone else. This was his Mackenzie.

"I'm sorry, Mackenzie, I shouldn't have spoken to you like that." When he would have risen from the bed, her hand on his arm stopped him.

"I take it that's a sensitive subject for you." Sitting up, she caught the sheet, keeping it from falling and held it across her chest.

"Yes... growing up it was. I am sorry, Mackenzie, I should not have reacted like that."

"You were bullied." Mac couldn't believe anyone would be brave enough to do something like that to Nikhil. It just went to show that anyone could be bullied.

"I do not know this word, but when I was a great deal younger, others would comment that I must be receiving more than my fair share of the food stores to reach such a size." He felt his face flushing at the remembered taunts. "It was an untruth," he growled.

"Of course, it was an untruth," she immediately agreed.

Reaching out, he touched the bead she wore, and was humbled by the absolute belief she had in him, but he still found himself asking. "How can you be so sure?"

"Because I know you, Nikhil. I don't need you to wear my bead, to have to touch it, to know you would never do such a thing." Her fingers tightened on his arm. "It must have hurt to have others think something like that about you."

"It was long ago," he said quietly.

"But it still affects you, just like my mother's abandonment still affects me."

"How does it affect you, my Mackenzie?" He reached out to run a gentle finger along the curve of her breast that was pressing up because of the way she held the sheet. "When I see you, all I see is a strong, confident female."