All her desires but one—that they could stay together.
“I told you, baby—that can never be,” Kane’s deep voice murmured in her head. “All I can give you is a piece of me to take home with you—a son to show you how Gods damned much I love you.”
“I love you too!” Alli sent desperately through their newly forged link. “Why, Kane? Why can’t we be together?”
His mirrored eyes closed briefly and when he opened them again, Alli didn’t see her own reflection in his gaze. Instead, she saw Kane’s soul staring back into hers. He was filled with loss and grief, she saw—a sorrow so deep it burned.
“We just can’t,” he said aloud, hoarsely. “Gods, I wish we could but we can’t, baby.”
And then he released her hands and wrapped his arms around her, bringing her closer, holding her tight as though he never, ever wanted to let her go.
They stayed in each others’ arms that night and Kane Stung her and made love to her over and over again. It was as though he was making up for lost time—or trying to burn the memory of their love into both her mind and his. Alli gave herself freely, drowning in the intense sensation and the new feeling of his soul touching hers as he took her.
It wasn’t until the early hours before dawn when the big Kru’ell One finally withdrew from her. He didn’t let her up, however. Instead he kissed his way down her body until he came to her pussy, which was just beginning to leak the copious amounts of cream he had filled her with.
As Alli moaned, he pressed his mouth to her inner folds once more and pressed his tongue deeply into her channel. She felt one last Sting to the mouth of her womb and then something inside her seemed to tighten.
“Wh-what did you do?” she sent through their link.
“Closed you up, baby,” Kane sent back. He withdrew his tongue, which became soft and hot again and lapped gently at her throbbing clit. “Closed you up so that all my seed will stay inside you.” And he kissed her tenderly.
“Come up here.” Alli said aloud, holding out her arms for him. “Come cuddle me.”
“With pleasure,” Kane growled softly. And then he climbed back into bed beside her and wrapped her in his arms.
Never, Alli thought as she drifted off to sleep cuddled close to his broad chest—she would never forget this—never forget Kane. She would love him forever and maybe someday he would change his mind about them being together. After all, they were bonded now and she was surely carrying his child. Might he not come back when she held the baby in her arms, might he not return to her to see his son?
She got no answers from Kane but she still had hope as she finally closed her eyes and let a dreamless sleep take her.
Thirty-Four
Kane studied her sleeping face, his own harsh features etched with regret. He had heard her wishes as she drifted off to sleep—her hopes that he would come back to her when she gave birth to their son.
“I want to, baby,” he murmured, too low to wake her up. “Want to so damn badly—but I can’t. By that time, I’ll be gone.”
Their bond and link would remain for a little while, at least—for as long as he lived. But Kane was well able to keep a barrier between them to keep her from feeling his mind linked to hers. And it wouldn’t be for long, anyway.
He watched her for hours, studying her lovely features, memorizing her face so he could take it with him—even into death. But at last he knew he could wait no longer. He gathered her into his arms and gave her a tiny but potent Sting at the base of her skull, brushing her lovely auburn hair aside to do so.
At once Alli’s breathing changed as her sleep deepened. She was out now—and she wouldn’t wake up until he wanted her to. Kane sighed as he pressed another kiss to her sleeping lips. It was time.
She slept through the trip back to her home universe and then her home world. In fact, she didn’t even begin to wake until Kane was sliding her beneath the covers, next to the worthless fiancé who damn well didn’t deserve her.
The male slept on but Alli’s eyes began to flutter as Kane drew the covers up to her chin.
“Wha…?” She looked at him groggily. “Kane? What’s going on?” Where are we?”
“You’re home, baby.” Suddenly his throat felt tight and it was difficult to talk. Instead of trying, he kissed her softly. Then, before she could ask any more questions, he pressed his mouth to her temple.
“Kane, what—?” she began, frowning.
Before she could finish her question, he Stung her once more on the temple. Through their link, he whispered, “Sleep and forget, Allisandra. Forget me completely..”