Zandian Lights (Zandian Brides 4)
l a new surge of moisture between my thighs. “Mykl…” I gasp, reaching down to stroke him. Stars, he’s already hard again.
He snorts. “You’re impossible.” But he’s smiling.
“What about you?” I touch his chest and press lightly. I want to fuck him again, but I need to ask a burning question that’s on my mind. “Are you done with warrior stunts? Will you be content to stay here and do engineering work, or will I have to master you completely and cuff you to the bed and make you into my pleasure slave just so I don’t have to worry about you leaving on warships to dangerous rescues?” I’m joking, but I’m aware there’s a note of desperation in my voice.
“First of all, the one being cuffed will always be you. Let’s be clear.” Then he stops smiling, and looks right into my eyes. “Kianna, you worry that much?”
I nod, feeling tears well up. “Even just thinking about the possibility makes me panic.”
He sighs. “I pushed myself to join that mission because I was so dedicated to retrieving the Zandian female, even though it strained me to the limits of my physical abilities. I recognize that although I was an asset on that trip—partly due to your help—I’m a better fit for work down here. Beneath the stars. Not among them.”
He sounds forlorn, in a way. I suspect that this will be a lifelong struggle for Mykl. One that I’m ready to help him fight.
“Oh, Mykl.” I squeeze his hand. “You and I? We’re in the stars as much as any being. We don’t need to touch them to experience them.”
He examines my face. Looks at me for a long second. Then he nods. “Yes. As long as we have each other, we can be happy here, supporting the ones we love, helping build better fighters.”
“Every star came from somewhere,” I remind him. “A solid base from which it spun off into glitter and light. The base may not be as flashy, but it’s just as intrinsic to the essence of the whole.”
He smiles. “You are wise, Kianna.” He strokes my arm. “I am lucky to have you as my mate.”
“I am just as lucky.”
“Then let us be lucky together, forever.” He kisses me, and I barely have time to admire the speed at which he’s becoming comfortable exchanging meaningful promises. Because his talented, sexy hands move to my breasts, and his cock lengthens, hardens even more to pulse against my hip. My body surges with adrenaline and desire, and I can't wait another second to have him, again.
I don’t know if it’s luck, or fate, or some magic in the Zandian Lights. Whatever movements of the celestial planets brought me and Mykl together, I’m grateful. And I know that together we are going to have an amazing life filled with love. I press my body to his, the dazzle of the solstice lights still imprinted beneath my lids, and as we become one, all of my dreams shine out, happy and bright.
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The End
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Night of the Zandians
Bought by the Zandians
Mastered by the Zandians
Kept by the Zandian
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Taisha
I can barely breathe.
If I don’t get out of this supply area soon, I’m going to die.