And in that same groan I thrust my tightly bound cocks into her waiting, wet pussy and pound her so hard, her tiara falls off her head and crashes to the obsidian floor with an earsplitting ting that resonates in my ears. That sound mixes with her light as she bites my neck and digs her nails into the skin of my back. Raking them up to my shoulders with a sting that forces me to give in.
I twirl her around, take two steps towards the bed, and throw her down. She bounces, still reaching for me. Eagerly grabbing for my glistening cocks and grasping for my waist as I lower myself on top of her.
And this time, when I enter her there are no more demands. Nothing left to wait for.
I slide down, my feet sliding backwards on the floor behind me as I push my cocks so deep inside her she bucks her back, opens her mouth, and screams as we tear apart the very fabric of the universe.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX – LYRA
When the light finally fades there is nothing left of us. We have dissipated into the ether of the universe like photons. Drifting out, past the walls of the station, and into the deep dark where nothing matters.
“Holy shit,” Serpint says, rolling off me. “Just… holy fucking shit, Lyra.”
I smile, and just lie on my back with my eyes closed.
He reaches for me, tugs me in close, and wraps his arms around my middle as he pulls my back up to his chest. “You’re mine,” he says. “All mine now. I hope you don’t have plans for the next hundred years, because I’ve already made them. I’m going to magnetically bind you to me forever.”
“You say that now,” I say, trying to catch my breath. But then I turn so I can see his face. And I place one hand on his cheek. Gently. Because I want to be as gentle with him now as I was rough with him a few minutes ago. “That’s because this whole world annihilation thing is all new and sexy. But you’ve only gotten a small taste of what I can do to you. Just wait until you see the real me. You might run away scared.”
He laughs. “I’ll take my chances.”
I sigh, content, and then lean in and kiss him on the nose.
But inside I really do worry about that moment. The one when he figures out what I really am and what I was on my way to do when I got caught on Bull Station.
What will he think of me then?
“I know what you’re thinking,” he says. But he’s got a smile on his face and his eyes are closed. So he has no idea what I’m thinking. Because if he did… well, I don’t know what would happen next. But I’m pretty sure it would involve a meeting with ALCOR and maybe a call to the Prime Navy, and not be anything like what’s actually happening.
“You’re thinking,” he continues when I stay silent, “that we’re new, and fresh. And all this light-fucking and galaxy-breaking sex will fade over time.” He opens his eyes. “But I’m gonna tell you something right now, Princess Lyra.”
“What will you tell me?” I tease. Because I want to believe him. I really do.
“You’re my fucking fated mate. The other half of my soul. I don’t care if I only met you yesterday, this is biology. Crux told me about it.”
“What?” I say, my heart speeding up. “What did he tell you?”
I knew it. I fucking knew they were talking secrets earlier.
“He told me they genetically engineer you princesses to have one true soulmate. And then he hinted that we Akeelians are those mates. So it’s real, Lyra. This is real. You’re mine and I’m yours. And there’s nothing, not a goddamned thing, either of us can do to change that.”
I kiss him again so I don’t have to reply. I kiss him on the mouth. He opens up for me, parts his lips to allow my tongue inside, and whispers, “I’ll never let you go. Ever.”
We kiss a little longer as I think about that proclamation. Wonder if it could really work out for us.
Not likely. Even if this soulmates thing is true, there’s not a whole lot about my future that will excite him. Not the way he thinks, anyway.
And that reminds me of Nyleena. What is she doing right now? What are they doing to her? Two days—three probably, if you count my transport time. We’ve been separated for three days. So much could’ve happened in three days. I mean, look at me. Three days ago I was a slave locked in a cryopod. Yesterday I was still under the inhibitor and so many things happened I don’t have time to list them in this mental conversation. And today I attended the memorial service of Draden and Ceres of Harem Station as a family member. Or, at the very least, an honored guest.