you?”
“I did a little shopping while you were out. I knew you would want to claim me when you returned. You aren’t exactly shy about saying what you need.” Kres’ wry grin made Vohne growl. Everything about his soldier excited Vohne.
“I’ll never be shy about desiring you.” It was best that Kres knew the truth. Vohne would always crave him, and he wouldn’t be denied. Well, Kres could, but he hoped his mate wouldn’t turn him away without reason. The Thresl-human mating was too intense for some matches. Luckily this was one mating that never had those kinds of problems. They’d had lots of other issues throughout the years, but sexual compatibility had never been one of them.
Vohne’s attention snapped to his mate when Kres tried to wriggle away.
Vohne growled.
“You have to give me enough space to use the lube.” Kres’ brow wrinkled in a frustrated frown.
“No. That’s my privilege.” He gave his mate a look that he hoped conveyed his confusion over Kres’ actions. “You really do need to read that book about Thresls.”
“I keep trying to,” Kres snapped.
“Thresls take their responsibilities seriously. From now on everything about you is mine to care for. Your body, your happiness—they are all mine.”
“Yeah,” Kres panted. “And what is my responsibility?”
“To not get killed.” A responsibility his lover hadn’t always taken seriously, with disastrous consequences. But not this time. This time Vohne was going to keep him safe.
Kres froze beneath Vohne’s hands. “What?”
“Never mind.” Now wasn’t the time to go over years of heartache and humour. Now was the time to solidify their relationship and renew their commitment to each other. Kissing his mate, Vohne made a silent pledge. The same vow he’d made innumerable times before.
Forever. This time I will keep him forever.
Running his mouth down his lover’s hard stomach, Vohne licked every sexy ridge. He enjoyed this tougher version of his mate. Joy bubbled through Vohne’s veins like Nillrenian wine. They would win this time…
A sharp pain brought his head up.
“Ouch.”
Kres gave a short laugh. “What are you thinking about?”
“Your hot body.”
“I don’t think so. It’s like a humming in my mind,” Kres explained.
“Talk later. Hot loving now.” To keep Kres distracted, he swallowed his lover’s cock, taking Kres’ entire length to the back of his throat. There was plenty of time to discuss their past. Concentrating on their future was more important.
Kres gave a strangled scream.
Vohne purred. Clamping his hands around Kres’ hips, he kept his mate still while he enjoyed the flavour of the man who tasted like the best of everything and owned Vohne’s heart.
“I’m going to come,” Kres warned.
“Excellent .”
He sent the word to his mate, letting him know it was all right. Tasting his lover’s essence was his goal. His right. Only his. The strong body beneath him jolted, giving up its delicious fluid. Gripping Kres’ hips, Vohne held him still while he sucked at the liquid. When he finally let Kres’ cock leave his mouth, Vohne lapped with his rough tongue like a cat at the sticky drips he’d missed.
Kres panted, sucking in gasping breaths to fill his lungs. “I wanted to last longer.”
His mate’s eyes glowed like small suns, a sign of their bonding. As they grew closer, their powers would multiply. The stronger they bonded, the more powerful they’d become. This time there was no hesitation in Vohne’s mind. Lessons from the past had been well learnt, at great consequence. Conquer their enemies or perish—there was no in-between. With his feral blood burning in his veins, Vohne smiled at his lover.
“Don’t worry, mate. We just got started,” he promised.
Chapter Six
The planet of Nillre shone like a jewel in space. Flashes of blue and gold greeted the spacecraft slowly drifting towards its surface.
“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Vohne’s warm
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