Training the Warrior (28 page)

“Is that why you struck Young Attor?”

“Yes. It seemed like the only thing to do.
A teacher told me about an incident she saw when she accompanied her mate to a
rim world. A native thought one of the warriors had insulted his female and he
struck the warrior’s cheek with the back side of his hand. It took all the
other warriors and the soldiers to pull the enraged male off the native. It
turned out to be a misunderstanding. The man was lucky the warrior was wearing
restraints.”

“For a spit second, I wanted to kill you
too.”

“Really?” Lydia didn’t know if she should
feel hurt or angry about his confession.

Taelor shrugged. “I discovered something I
wanted more.”

Folding her arms across her chest,
effectively hiding her breasts, Lydia looked away. “You wanted a teacher?”

“Very much, my love.”

“And you aren’t ashamed of me?”

“Never!” He sounded angry. “You’re my mate.
Why would I feel shame?”

Curious, Lydia glanced at her scowling
mate. “I’ve been with the young warriors. I trained your nephew only seconds
before you claimed me.”

Taelor’s scowl deepened. “Attor was about
to die at my hands. You saved him. I’m proud of you, Lydia.”

“What if one of the warriors in your
command recognizes me? How will you feel then?”

Her mate grinned. “Lucky.”

Exasperated by his refusal to take her
worries seriously, Lydia snapped, “Well, don’t you think the family reunions
might be a bit uncomfortable?”

“What is this family reunion?”

Aliens.
Her mind screamed the word,
reminding her of how different things were in his world. Clans were more
important than family, more important than blood relatives, but she still wasn’t
convinced.

“Attor has seen my face. How will you react
if he recognizes me?”

His expression changed, indicating how
clearly puzzled he was by her concerns. “He was in rage. There will be no
memory of you for him. The rage blocks all. Even if he did remember, he’ll have
great respect for you. If not, I will beat it in to him.”

In annoyance, Lydia looked away, staring
hard at a point on the nearest wall. “Warriors,” she complained, grinding her
teeth. He squirmed under her, trying to get her attention. When she refused,
his hands wrapped around her thighs. Before he could reposition her, she pushed
at them, ordering, “Don’t touch me, warrior. Place your hands on the lowest bar
of the headboard and hold tight.” Taelor immediately obeyed her command. “Don’t
let go until I tell you it’s allowed. Do you understand?”

“Yes, teacher.” His throaty answer sounded
strained, laced with hard need. “Have I earned my reward?”

Glancing down, her gaze was captured by two
brilliant pools of golden honey. Her mate’s lust-filled puppy dog eyes stared
up at her hopefully.
Such an infuriating, sexy warrior.

Lydia gave him a faint, sly smile as she
lifted her hips high enough to avoid raking the tip of his erection against her
sex as she slid down his body.

“Spread your legs open wide.”

Taelor complied with her request without
complaint. However, his expression had suddenly changed. He appeared slightly
uncertain.

Lydia settled on her knees between his
thighs and grasped his engorged erection in one hand. Her fingers closed around
the shaft halfway. He dragged in a rasping breath at her touch. As she stroked
her hand up and down, he panted.

“I want to lick you, Taelor.”

“What?” The question was accompanied by a
hoarse growl.

He tensed and raised his shoulders off the
mattress to gape at her. For a moment, Lydia thought he might let go of the
headboard and jump up.

“Don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you,” she
cooed, using the words most warriors told their mates as she lowered her mouth
toward the broad tip of his cock.

She hoped he’d give in to her challenge and
allow her to give him a blowjob. Most likely, it’d be his first. His desire-riddled
scowl was almost comical. He blinked, then managed a hard swallow. Before her
mate could utter a protest, Lydia darted her tongue out and lapped away a small
pearl, which had beaded just at the slit. The texture of his pre-cum was
creamy, the taste rich and sweet. Not pausing, she lathed the head with several
slow licks, enticing more droplets to emerge for her enjoyment. All the while
she peeked at him, attempting to gage his reaction.

Taelor appeared entranced as he watched
her. His broad chest heaved, keeping time with his rapid panting. As she took
the entire head of his cock into her mouth and sucked, his shoulders sank back
onto the bed and he groaned in pleasure. Lydia smiled as best she could,
confident in the knowledge she had total control over her mate as long as his
hands grasped the bar above his head.

Encouraged by his throaty moans, she forced
her mouth open as wide as possible to take him deeper. Hampered by his great
size and length, she could only manage about a third of him. She grasped the
remainder of his shaft in one hand and stroked up and down while lashing her
tongue over and around the tip. She cupped her other hand around his hairless
balls, gently massaging the satiny skin with her fingertips. Taelor’s hips
thrust upward in tempo with his quickening, raspy pants, pushing his cock into
her mouth faster and slightly deeper.

“Lydia, stop! I must…can’t…”

Humming what she hoped was a negative sound,
Lydia clamped her hand tighter around his cock, pumping faster as she sucked
harder. Her own reward came in a burst of heated cum shooting down her throat,
accompanied by the sound of her mate’s ferocious howl as he climaxed. She took
huge gulps, swallowing as much of his sweet essence as possible, but she finally
had to remove her mouth and let the last few gushes drain down along his still
very rigid shaft. She spread the last measure of his juices up and down his
stiff cock.

“Did you enjoy your reward?”

While waiting for his answer, she seductively
licked her bottom lip, swiping away any trace of his luscious cum as she gazed
at him. Her mate was sprawled out on the bed, looking relaxed and sexually
satiated in every way. Most of the multi-colored layers of his long mane were
trapped behind his neck and shoulders while a few errant locks flowed over his
chest, blending in with his deeply tanned skin. She could clearly see the tips
of his upper fangs behind his parted lips. His eyelids were partially closed,
allowing mere slits of gold irises to peek out. While her appreciative gaze
lingered a moment longer to admire his muscular physique, Lydia noticed his
hands. They were still firmly wrapped around the headboard’s lowest and very
mutilated metal rod.

“Tell me what I must do to earn this reward
every day,” he demanded abruptly. His gruff-sounding voice was filled with
promise and determination.

Lydia crawled up over him just far enough
to place her knees on each side of his hips. His eyes snapped open right before
she sat, plunging the hard length of his cock deep inside her pussy. She
moaned, reveling in the sensation of being impaled and stretched tight by his
length and girth. Taelor snarled, pumping his hips up to bury himself even
deeper.

“Never leave me, Taelor. Keep me with you
always.” Lydia gasped.

“I’ll never leave you, Lydia. We stay
together, no matter what dangers may come.”

“Then you may use your hands for something
better than destroying a headboard.”

Slightly tamed, completely trained, Taelor
reacted instantly in order to do her bidding, a task he performed exceedingly
well over and over again.

The End

About the Author

In her early teens, if Jaylee wasn’t
perched in front of the TV watching a sci-fi show she was in her bedroom
reading a sci-fi novel. It wasn’t until she discovered her mother’s secret
stash of romance books squirreled away at the back of a closet that her
interests took an abrupt turn.

Jaylee is a retired RN and has been married
to her own wonderful alpha for several years. They live on the Gulf Coast in
southern Texas. When the youngest of three children left the nest a couple
years ago, she decided to follow her dreams and write full time. Thankfully,
her cast of characters never gave up on her. They remain stuck in her head,
waiting for her to write their stories. They’re an impatient group.

www.jayleedavis.com