Ascension Saga (Interstellar Brides): Book 5

“Mate, I believe you’re supposed to be doing something too.”

I opened my eyes, looked down and took in his cock, all eager and angry colored and weeping with its need. I licked at the tip, the flavor of his pre-cum bursting on my tongue.

He groaned and more slipped from him.

“This?” I asked, then licked him from base to tip.

“Fuck, yes.”

He attacked my pussy then, going at me with a fervor of a new-to-sixty-nine virgin. Little did he know he was going to have to pace himself.

I took his crown into my mouth, sucked on it like I would a lollipop, then went down. Took him as deep as I could go, then gripped the base.

I had to shift my hands so I was balanced and began to suck and stroke at the same time.

Slurping and sucking, groans and moans filled the room. It was sexy and dark, wild and incredible.

Even without the Ardor, I’d been close to coming ever since the last orgasm he gave me. The way Thor thickened in my grip, coated my tongue with an endless stream of pre-cum, I knew he was close too.

Perhaps it was the gentleman in him, but he slipped a finger inside me as he flicked my clit in the way he knew I loved. The way he’d learned would set me off like a firework at Fourth of July.

I had to come off of him so I could breathe, coming so hard I did, indeed, scream. It was his name I shouted so everyone in the Jax house could hear. There would be no question by everyone in the mansion, and maybe even the one next door, what we were up to.

When I finally came down from the pleasure, it was my turn to attack, I gripped the base and stroked, twisted and lifted as I suctioned the crown, my tongue moving in circles to get beneath the ridge.

He came too, thrusting his hips up and filling my mouth with his seed. It was salty and I kept him shallow so he coated my tongue, avoiding my gag reflex. Thor called out my name, his hands all but ripping the sheet on the bed.

I lifted up so I was kneeling on top of his lower belly, wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and glanced down at him over my shoulder.

“Mate. We have until dinner.” His hand slid along my bottom so the thumb tipped down to press gently against my back entrance. “Nap, then I’m playing here.”

I turned about, lowered myself down so I was tucked into his side, my head on his shoulder. His hand cupped my hip. He was damp with sweat and we smelled of sex. Wild, abandoned, fucking.

I smiled, thinking of what he wanted to do later. I’d never done any butt stuff, so I couldn’t be any kind of a teacher. I was looking forward to us figuring it out together.

5

Faith

Lady Jax hated me. That’s all there was to it.

I tried small talk. I tried talking about Lord Jax’s Zebcats—one of which was curled up around my feet at the moment much to Lord Jax’s shock and delight—and I tried talking about the food, the house, the freaking weather.

She was Thor’s mother. I really wanted her to like me. It was kind of stupid, but I did. By snooping about her house, I’d set myself up to be on her enemy list. And then being a maid who’d gotten her sharp claws into her only son… yeah, I was her worst enemy. It wasn’t as if I’d seduced him, stripped naked and forced his cock to awaken and then somehow “fall” into my pussy. No, Thor had some responsibility for all that. And yet I was branded the harlot. Virgin ravager.

Whatever.

I was stuck in this uncomfortable situation of my own making, partially intentional and partially completely out of my control—and madly, stupidly in love with her son. Yeah, that was the part that had been out of my control.

He sat beside me, looking so good I had little interest in the food I knew we were about to enjoy. I was sure it would be wonderful, as I’d been sampling bits and pieces from the kitchen during my time here as a servant, but I smelled burning meat, which generally made my stomach churn with nausea.

I loved animals. All animals. The thought of eating one made me ill. The smell of one cooking?

Well, if I thought nothing would ever curb my sexual desire for my new mate, this had proven me wrong. Charred flesh killed the sexy right out of me. So did the sight of Thor’s mother. Her glare. Yeah, she’d heard us having sex earlier.

No question.

I took a sip of wine and tried to smile at Lady Jax. Again.