Ascension Saga (Interstellar Brides): Book 2

The truth of his words was like a shimmering halo around him in the darkened interior of the bedroom. The energy that surrounded him was so beautiful, I had to blink, awed. It was like he was the darkened moon at the center of a solar eclipse, light shooting out from his edges.

Were my eyes playing tricks on me again? Since I’d placed my blood on the sacred stone inside the citadel, strange things had been happening. People looked different, as if I were a psychic gypsy and could see the truth of things. Or lack of. Was this the gift my mother had told me about? The special super-power my mother had claimed was given to all of the royal line whom the citadel deemed worthy? Was this a talent designed to help me rule? And what of my sisters? Could they see this strange light as well?

I wondered what I would see if he told me a lie…

“Trinity. Are you listening to me? You are mine.”

Oh, yeah. He totally believed that one.

“Yes, Leo,” I replied. I would be so eager for him at the palace. Even without the Ardor, I knew I’d still crave him.

His cock glistened and was still rock hard. He didn’t wait to take me again, sliding deep, fucking me as our eyes held the entire time, so that when I came again, I knew it was because of him. I belonged to Leo. My body, soul. And my pussy.

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“Besides doing a public broadcast, I wish I could speak with my sisters… privately,” I said. We’d napped and showered and fucked again. Now we were both naked in bed, wrapped around each other. My head was on his chest and I could feel the slow, steady beat of his heart. His hand was in my hair, stroking. We couldn’t be apart, couldn’t not touch. I needed to feel his skin, make the most of every second we had left.

“You miss them.”

“Not in the way you think.” I shifted so I could look up at him, my chin settled on his pec. “On Earth, we all lived together. We were pretty old to still live at home, but it worked for us. Perhaps it was because we were different—me, all Aleran, them, half—but we never really thought about it.”

His hand didn’t stop its stroking my hair and I closed my eyes. I had no idea I’d love the simple gesture so much.

“We’re close, the bond we share, even though Faith and Destiny are the twins. But we’ve also always been independent. We went to different colleges. Schooling.” I added when he looked confused. “We only saw each other for holidays, over the summers, for six years as we studied far away. While I miss them because they’re my closest friends, we have jobs to do.”

“Mmm,” he replied, his chest vibrating with the rumble. “You have yet to tell me what these jobs are.”

“To find our mother.”

“Yes, I assumed that.”

“I only know our initial plans, not what has occurred since that night in the citadel. I haven’t seen them or spoken to them since then.”

“You’ll have to explain that disappearing act to me someday as well.”

I smiled, glad he wasn’t forcing me to explain it all.

“It’s been several days. They may have learned something, have information for me… for us, that might help our plan, or change it even. It would be great to know what they know.”

“I agree with that,” he added.

“But we’re on a spaceship somewhere in the galaxy and they’re on Alera. It’s not like even when we return to the planet I can track them down. I won’t be free to do anything.”

“I can.”

I sat up then. “You can?”

He pushed up onto his elbow, a satisfied, sated smile on his face. Oh, he was so handsome. “I can make contact with your sisters. I am more than just my big cock, mate.”

I shoved his shoulder and he fell onto his back once again. “You are so much more.” Glancing down his body, I watched as his semi-erect cock went fully erect. “But right now…” I reached down, gripped him, stroked him from base to tip.

“Right now, I can be the cock that you ride.” His eyes fell closed and his hips bucked at one forceful stroke of my hand. “Climb on, mate.”

“We fuck, then we phone my sisters?”

I moved to straddle his waist, hovered over him awaiting his answer.

“I do not know what phone is. But if it means to contact your sisters, then yes. Fuck, then phone.”