Prime Selection (31 page)

Comfortable and suddenly sleepy now that the stress of the last few weeks had dissipated, Nadia turned her face enough to kiss his bare chest. “Sweet dreams,
zaychik
.”

She snickered as she closed her eyes. Huw would freak when he found out what the endearment meant. “Little rabbit” was the loose translation of the Russian. Her mother had always called her father that … well, that or
sladkie
, sweetie. Huw wouldn’t like that one, either. Tough, he’d learn to like them.

Nadia went to sleep with a smile on her face, thinking about him snarling over the too cute endearments.

Huw woke slowly, his mind swimming through a thick, drug-induced fog. The rage that had overtaken him earlier was gone as if it had never happened. He felt … calm … at peace … and then he realized the reason why was the armful of sweet-smelling woman cuddled to his chest.

“Nadia?” he whispered against the blonde head lying on his chest. He raised a hand to cover hers covering his heart. “
Diew! Lubha
, you came to me.”

Love unlike anything he’d ever felt saturated every pore in his body. The area of his chest she touched throbbed. His cock hardened as he breathed in her sweet female musk.

Huw pressed urgent light kisses against her silky, blonde curls. He battled the urge to kiss her entire body, to rouse her to the same level of sexual urgency he felt. He brushed her mind with a soft mental touch. She was completely open to him—and she was exhausted. He could wait.
Ansu bhau
, he deserved to wait after acting like an inconsiderate, blind brute toward her for weeks.

Settling her more closely against him, he idly stroked the arm holding onto him. He wallowed in the comfort holding her gave him and wondered how he’d ever existed without such closeness. A woman was a wondrous creature.

Nadia’s first sexual experience with him had to be special, a merging of heart, soul, and body, and not the act of a dominant Prime male thumping his chest and claiming his mate.

A few more hours wouldn’t make Nadia any less his.

Huw breathed deeply and took in her scent; the musk of her arousal overlaid with the sweet floral and vanilla fragrance of her skin made his mouth water and his loins throb.

Patience, asshole. She doesn’t need to be awakened by a rutting male.

There was no denying the unique bond between them now—his body, heart, and soul had always known she was the one for him; it had been his damn thick brain holding him back.

Huw nuzzled Nadia’s forehead. She lay against him so sweetly. “Sleep,
lubha
. I’ll guard you and keep you safe … even from my lustful self.” He brushed another kiss over her brow and closed his eyes.

“Ahh, Nadia,” he breathed out her name. Her mouth was warm and luscious—and doing far too good of a job. He would come soon if she didn’t stop. “
Lubha
, you…”

Nadia paused. His cock slipped from her mouth with an audible
pop
. “Yes, Huw?

Am I doing it wrong,
zaychik
?”

“No … you’re doing it too well. Would you have me shoot my seed before I give you pleasure?” He gently grasped her smoothly muscled shoulders and pulled her nearly naked body up his. He relished the feeling as her body rubbed against his steely member every inch of the way.

When he had her face-to-face, he tore her tank top off and then skimmed his hands lower and ripped away her panties. He tossed the remnants of her underwear to the floor.

If he had his way, she would never wear underclothing again.

“Ahh, skin to skin is much better.” He anchored Nadia above him by wrapping an arm around her waist. He smoothed a hand over her toned buttocks and back. Her purring response as she arched into him indicated she liked being petted. Good, because he loved petting her. Her skin was so soft, and though golden, so much paler than his bronzed skin—a light gold to his dark bronze.

Nadia’s forearms braced on his chest, she lowered her face and nipped his chin.

He inhaled sharply and then snarled. “You, my mate, are asking for trouble.”

Her eyes, the pure blue of Cejuru Prime’s midday sky, twinkled. “Have I found it?”

She followed her words by taking his lower lip between her teeth and gently nipping it and then licking away the slight pain with her lushly pink tongue. “I hope so.”

Nadia lazily nuzzled and kissed along his jawline until she reached his ear. She spent several long seconds licking the lobe delicately like a mother she-cat cleaning her kitten.

When she took the lobe between her teeth and gently tugged, shards of pleasure shot straight to his cock.

With a patience he could not have managed hours earlier, Huw lay under her, enjoying her sensual ministrations.

“I ache,
sladkie.”
She purred; her warm breath whispered over his now-sensitized lobe and caused him to shudder with pleasure. “Make love to me. I need your cock in me.”

Huw couldn’t stifle the animalistic growls rumbling from his chest. He rolled her over onto her back, careful not to hurt her. Now on top, he caged her between his forearms. His brain kicked in and he paused, his torso not quite touching hers; she’d been attacked not so long ago and he didn’t want to trigger any bad memories. “You okay,
lubha
?”

“I’m fine,
sladkie
.” Nadia smoothed a hand down his back. “Make love to me.”

Huw touched her mind and found no fear—only desire. He breathed a sigh of relief and thanked the One as she opened her legs for him. He brushed a tender kiss across her lips. “You are my miracle.”

“Damn right.” She lifted her head and kissed one of his nipples as she stroked a hand down his flank. He shuddered and restrained the need to plunge his needy cock into her heat.

Instead, Huw settled more comfortably between her leanly muscled thighs; the sensation was that of being surrounded by warm, living silk. He groaned as she tightened her legs against him as if to hold him even closer. He caught a fleeting image from Nadia’s mind of them making love with her long, strong legs hugging his waist, her hands gripping the headboard, as he took her fast and hard. He embellished her fantasy and imagined holding her legs toward her shoulders as he thrust his cock deeper into her tight, wet warmth.

Gritting his teeth, he fought the urge to move the few millimeters it would take for him to thrust inside her and make the images reality. He swore he could feel her clit pulsing with need against him. They fit perfectly as if they were made for one another.

It was pure joy having Nadia willingly under him. She freely touched her mind to his, showing him in thoughts and images what she wanted, needed … demanded from him as a lover.

A wide smile curved his lips. His little Terran was bold in her wishes and he would be more than happy to make them all come true. The rough taking his nature demanded and her fantasies desired would be for later. But for now, his mate deserved to be shown he worshipped her and cared for her feelings.

“Sweet … sweet … sweet.” He punctuated the words with hot, wet kisses along her neck to her shoulder. He lightly bit the juncture, and she moaned her pleasure. “Nadia …

lubha
… I’m not sure I can perform all those adventurous … sex acts in one night…”

Nadia lifted her head and sank her teeth lightly into his shoulder, quickly soothing the bite with her tongue. “Lucky for you, we have more than one night. Wulf said we’re off duty for forty-eight hours.”

She wriggled her body under his and his cock moved even closer to her heat than before.
Diew
, she tortured him with her innate sensuality and he was a willing victim.

“I will have to thank my brother.” Huw chuckled. He ran his fingers through her hair, enjoying the way the curls entwined around his fingers. “With two nights and a lot of enthusiasm on both our parts, I might be able to meet most of your desires. I, at least, can try.”

“That’s a good mate,” Nadia whispered huskily as she petted his butt. “Nice ass.

Why don’t you put that big hard cock to good use … now.” She slapped his buttock and the sting of pain translated to pleasure shooting up his cock. His precum now coated not only his cockhead, but also her mons.

“Patience.” He nibbled along her jaw until he reached her perfect shell of an ear. He nuzzled her there and inhaled her unique scent—Prime passionflowers and the rarest of vanilla from the Tau Ceti system. “First, I need to explore this body. It is mine to pleasure.” Huw snagged the hand with which she tickled his butt and brought it to his lips and kissed the palm. “No touching, or this will be over all too soon. I wish to taste you first.”

When she frowned, he nipped a fingertip. “Nadia, it is only fair—you have already tasted me.” She scrunched her nose, but nodded. He released her hand after placing another kiss on its palm. Then he leaned over to kiss her mouth.

Her blue gaze fixed on his face had darkened almost to navy blue with her need. He brushed a kiss over her lips, still rose-colored and swollen from when she’d sucked on his cock. His nostrils flared as the heated scent of her arousal combined with his wafted on the air around them.

“So sweet. So responsive.” He crooned as he brushed hot, moist kisses over her flushed face before seeking once again the sweetness of her mouth. He braced himself on one forearm and stroked her long, lean body with his other hand.

Nadia arched into him. He swallowed her moans and little cries. Her movements, her kittenish mewls, incited the animalistic side of his nature. He put more of his body weight on her, pinning her to the bed.

That had been a mistake. The movement forced his aching cock to slide in her juices.

He beat back the urge to thrust and join them fully.

He released her lips, threw back his head, and prayed to the One to give him the strength to make this first time all about her. Gritting his teeth at the knifelike pain of his arousal, he concentrated on forcing his errant member back under his control. He wouldn’t come inside her until after she climaxed.

Her whimpers and frantic movements to get closer touched his soul. She wanted him, and the One knew, he wanted her. It would be so easy to move and thrust and let his primal drives take over … but this first time was special—and he would make it so for Nadia if it killed him.

“Shh, precious one … hush, my
lubha.
I’ll take the edge off your need.” As he soothed her body with long, firm strokes of his hand, he touched her mind, soothing her in the even more intimate way of communication, showing her he only meant to give her pleasure.

She relaxed into the mattress. “I know you’ll give me pleasure. I do trust you … not to hurt me … you aren’t an attacker…”

She might not think so if he took her the way he really wanted … hard and fast and rough in the dominant Prime way.

“…you’re my man … and I want you now.” She wiggled her lower body and almost managed to notch his cockhead into her opening.

“Nadia, what am I going to do with you?” He kissed his way to one dusky-rose nipple and took it into his mouth, suckling it.

She moaned and thrust her breast further into his mouth. The guttural sounds coming from her throat added to his pleasure and soothed the part of him that needed to make his mate happy.

“Feels so good. Now will you make love to me?” she whispered, her voice husky with her desire.

He chuckled around the sweet bud he’d caught between his lips. Very single-minded and goal-oriented his woman. He let the nipple slip from his mouth and blew on it lightly.

She shivered. “I am making love to you.” He rotated his hips so his pelvis rubbed her hard, little clit. Another low guttural sound came from Nadia’s throat as she closed her eyes and arched her head against the pillow. Her face glowed with her rapture. She was the most beautiful woman in the universe—and his, just his.

He couldn’t resist the lovely length of her neck. He licked her pulse as it beat rapidly under her flushed silky skin and scraped his teeth lightly up her taut tendons. She mewled at his actions, so he repeated them again and again as the sounds coming from her became needier.

Braced on his forearm, Huw now kissed his way up her slender throat. With his free hand, he plucked one of her nipples between a finger and his thumb, alternating light and deep pressure. Her breathy sounds of pleasure were all he could ask for. She wrapped her legs around his thighs, holding him closely. Her legs felt as good as he’d imagined.

“I love you, Nadia mine. You are my calm in a chaotic universe. You
are
my universe.” Huw took her mouth once more, thrusting his tongue deeply, mating her with his lips and tongue. She looped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer and tangled her tongue with his. Her taste and her eagerness shot pleasure up and down his body. Much more of this and he would fail in his mission to see to her pleasure first.

Keeping her pinned beneath him, he pulled away from the circle of her arms and kissed the inside of a convenient elbow before licking and nipping his way up her arm and then along her shoulder. His ministrations left love marks and chill bumps on her pale golden skin. Her cries and gasps of pleasure fed his arousal. He could pierce the ship’s hull, his cock was so hard.

While he touched and worshipped her body, he shared his feelings along their mind link. And Nadia fed hers back. A continual loop of sensation that built both their pleasures exponentially. This was the way it should be between a man and his woman.