CONCEPTION (The Others) (31 page)

“How do you know?”

“She spoke to me.”

“What did she say?”

“No.”

His left eyebrow arched up. “Just no?”

“Yes.”

“What was she denying?”

She shrugged. “It doesn’t matter. It’ll be just a matter of
hours before they get here. Once she finds me, they always come.” She opened
her palm over his chest, feeling the strength of his heartbeat. “You have to
leave here and take Jalina with you.” She glanced up. “Now.”

His thumb brushed her cheek. “If there is a need, we will
all go.”

“You can leave one of the Others with me and go. I’ll catch
up later.”

His thumb touched her mouth. His mind reached out to hers.
She fought it back.

“Separation is not an option. There is no life for you
without me.”

But there would be life for him and her daughter without
her. She pushed his hair off his face. She brushed the hard line of his
shoulder. “I’ll be okay, Deuce.”

“I know.” He lifted her up to sit on the edge of the vanity.
“I will see to it.” He nudged between her thighs. “As I will now see to your
need.”

He pulled her hips forward. She caught herself on her hands.
His cock pushed between her legs, finding her aching core, promising her the
relief she couldn’t accept. “I can’t.”

He pressed against her. Her body flowered around him,
responding to the enticement of his, taking it in and amplifying it back,
ignoring the dictates of her mind.

He had no compunction about using her weakness against her.
He palmed her thighs, sliding his fingers around until he sank them into her
buttocks, pulling her to him. “You will.”

Desire, lust and fear shot through her with the force of a
bullet, tearing through every defense she had. She needed him. Oh God, she
needed him.

I will always be here.

Heat flowed into the promise, sinking through her pores to
settle into the cool metal of the joining ring, setting it to vibrating with
the power of his determination. More heat radiated outward from his palms,
tempting her to come closer, to wallow in him. “We can’t do this.”

“There is no can’t between us.”

The vibrations of the ring intensified sending aching pulses
of lust pouring into her resolve, drowning it in a tangle of desire that was so
much more. She needed Deuce. So much. Eden opened her hands, and pushed him
away. “You have to let me go, Dusan.”

He pulled her face into his shoulder as he pulled her onto
his cock. Her body opened on a cry of ecstasy as her mind exploded with a
nauseating swirl of bright color. His “Never” echoed through the chaos, pulling
the edges of the kaleidoscope into the center. Streaks of yellow flashed the
dark perimeter, adding to the mental confusion.

“Wrap your legs around me, Edie mine.”

The order welled out of the center of the spiral, dispersing
the colors outward again. She pulled away, losing her bearings. Color swarmed
her mind, listing to the left and then the right as she struggled to find a
pattern in the morass.

“Hold onto me.”

She did, as hard as she could, with her legs, her arms, her
mind. His voice was the only thing solid in the careening landscape in which
she found herself. He pulled her hard onto him, surging so deep it felt like he
pierced her soul, the colors paused and shimmered with the same breathless
anticipation that froze her as she ached around him. He was too much, it was
too much. She shook her head. “No.”

“Everything, my heart.

She found a thread of her voice. “I can’t.”

With relentless purpose he pulled back and thrust deeper,
forcing her past what she thought was possible. “You will.”

His tone brooked no denial. His cock accepted no resistance.
Her body offered none, her mind couldn’t find any. Even tied in the lab she
hadn’t felt this helpless, this out of control. “Oh God, Dusan. Please help
me.”

“I am here.” The assurance echoed off the different colors,
leaving small sparks of light lingering in its wake.

“I don’t know what to do.”

“Just feel me. Feel me in you.”

As if she had any choice. “You’re too much.”

“I am what you need.”

“They’ll kill you.”

“They cannot.”

“They’ll take Jalina.”

“They will not.”

“You’re her only hope.”

“You will trust me.” He thrust the last two inches into her.
The scream tore from her throat as red poured over the colors, drowning them in
a churning sea. In the distance a black cloud formed, racing toward her,
turning the waves it covered from red to burgundy. “More Edie. Take all of me.”

There was a pain in her throat, followed by a strong suction
and then a surge of pleasure that ricocheted through her so fast it snapped her
head back. She ground her pussy into his groin, needing more. He pulled her thighs
wider, granting her wish, until it was too much. She fought but he wouldn’t let
her get away, just held her there and forced her to accept what she couldn’t.
The pain in her throat abated. The black cloud spread and slowed. Her pussy
ached and throbbed. Her clit strained. The ring bounced and burned.

“I take you into my protection, mate. My heart for yours. My
life for yours. My soul for yours. Through this time and the next.” She had an
impression of black eyes staring at her from the black cloud, holding it back,
demanding something from her. She wanted to give it. Whatever he wanted, she
wanted to give it. “I don’t understand.”

“Do you want my seed, Edie?”

“I don’t know.” She didn’t know what she needed. She ached
and throbbed with an emptiness she couldn’t stand and a need she couldn’t
define.

“You know.” His desire swamped her. She could feel how
hungry he was. How his cock ached for her, how full his balls were. How he
burned for her.

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

The eyes grew in size. The sense of urgency grew. The ache
intensified. “I can’t.”

“Tell me what you need.”

“I need your seed?”

“How much?” The cloud shimmered along the edges with glints
of silver.

She wrapped her legs around him, and pulled him closer,
moaning when her raw flesh protested. “All of it. All you can give me.”

The eyes flashed as red as the sea in her mind, and then she
was empty. Before she could protest, he was back, driving into her harder than
before. His desire tangled with hers as his mouth lowered to hers. “You shall
have it.”

His kiss was as wild as the pace he set, his tongue
thrusting deep as his cock drove hard into her slick channel, accepting no
refusal. And she offered none, opening her legs and accepting him as he needed.
Taking what he offered, until with a harsh groan, he buried himself to the
hilt. His fingers dug into her buttocks as his cock flexed within her and then
his rich seed poured into her channel, burning and soothing at the same time.

She twisted in his arms. The cloud seethed and rolled. The
sea churned. The eyes grew and swirled with red. She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t
move. His hand pressed low on her abdomen.

“Relax.”

Something deep inside softened as he continued to come. He
shifted against her, pulling back before pressing forward cautiously, as if
searching. The eyes glowed. The cloud coiled and tensed. There was a sharp pain
that spread into an ache. “Dusan?”

“Be easy.”

His voice was uncharacteristically harsh. She was not
reassured. There was something wrong. “I don’t think…”

“It is as it should be.” He held her steady with his hands
as he eased forward. An incredible pressure surged outward. His cock slid
deeper, but it was different. Wrong.

She tried to push him away. Her strength was no match for
his. It hurt, but at the same time, she wanted more. She clawed at his
shoulders, trying to pull him closer. The scent of blood joined the scent of
sex and sweat. He swore in his own language. With one hand he held her
anchored, not allowing her relief. The other slashed his chest. His order to
feed was a guttural bark of sound in her mind. She did, horrified and elated as
the sweet taste of his blood filed her mouth.

“Yes.” His head dropped back. “Take from me.” His hand
gripped her buttock, pulling her right hip forward into his, sending shards of
pain and pleasure through her. “Accept me.”

She had no choice. With a steady push that felt like he was
splitting her in two, he gained what he wanted. Muscles she couldn’t identify
clutched at his cock, every spasm causing splinters of delight to whip through
her, burying the pain under an avalanche of pleasure so intense she screamed.
It was too much. She wouldn’t survive. His cock jerked, tugging at her
sensitive flesh. More come soaked her deep inside, feeding her hunger yet
satisfying her need. The storm clouds gathered and whirled. The eyes glowed
red. Wind churned the waves to a high froth. The tension built to intolerable
levels. The cloud swept forward, promising to destroy all in its path.

Dusan’s “I am here” fell into the turmoil, separating the
colors, calming the waves. She threw herself into the huddle of calm, reaching
for him with her heart and mind. His arms came around her. She wrapped her left
around him. The jarring drove his big cock deeper that fraction of an inch she
needed and the black cloud detonated into a shower of light as her body
convulsed violently against his, pleasure so piercing she couldn’t bear it
taking her out of herself, her only anchor Dusan’s soft whisper of “Come to
me.”

* * * * *

Eden came back to herself slowly. She was lying on top of
Deuce as he lay on the floor. His hard body labored beneath hers, rocking her
with the force of his breathing. Calmer now, she was aware of the incredible
fullness in her abdomen. Before she changed positions, Deuce’s hand on her
buttocks held her in place. “Do not move.”

His fingers slid into the crease of her ass, sliding along
slick flesh until he reached the tight ring of her anus. As if he anticipated
her start, his other hand pressed down. His finger probed as she felt his cock
jerk. The pressure within her increased.

“Oh God.” He was still coming. “What have you done?”

“We are mated the Chosen way.”

Internal feminine muscles clenched. He groaned and jerked.
Pain and pleasure blended as his cock danced deep within. “What does that
mean?”

He didn’t answer verbally, but an image of his cock sliding
through her cervix flashed through her mind.

“That’s not possible!” Horror built in the aftermath. Her
mind denied the reality, but her body knew the truth.

“Be easy.”

“You’ll kill me.”

“I pleasured you and will do so again if you but allow me to
finish.”

“You’re finished.”

He cupped her cheek. “This is an intimate time between
lovers when our bodies are joined, and I fill you with my seed.” Another jerk of
his cock and more fullness.

“Deuce…”

His hand closed over her breast. His thumb stroked her
nipple. Her muscles clenched and her womb spasmed. Deuce’s groan was immediate.
His fingers dug into her hip “Lie against me mate, and be still. Do not provoke
further joining until this one is done.”

She didn’t want to provoke anything. She lay against him,
both horrified and fascinated as he stroked her hair while his big cock pulsed
within her. Her throat ached. She brought her hand to the spot. “You…fed from me?”

Red lights flashed in his eyes. His smile was pure male
satisfaction. “Yes.”

“Why?”

“The bond must go both ways to be strong.”

She didn’t know enough about the process to argue. Besides,
other parts of her were getting distinctly uncomfortable. “How much more?”

“Relax.” His finger pressed against her anus. “Many Chosen
women enjoy this time to the point of climax.”

“I’m not Chosen.”

“But you are my woman.” He groaned as she twisted, and
pressed in with his finger. She arched against him as his finger pierced her
anus. He jerked and the sense of fullness intensified dramatically. “You are a
greedy woman,” he said with a slight smile.

“I am not.”

He shook his head at her. Sweat beaded his brow and he
closed his eyes. “Your body calls the seed forth from mine.”

“Does it hurt you?”

He cracked an eyelid and smiled gently. “It is extremely
pleasurable to meet your needs.”

She felt her inner muscles clutch at him. More seed poured
from him. Her womb cramped on a sharp pain. “Deuce!”

“Be still.”

His cock jerked as his hand cupped her abdomen over her
womb. There was a moment of unbearable pressure and then a relaxation inside.
“Your body but stretches to accept what it demands.”

“I don’t want this.”

He pulled her down to his chest. Beneath her ear she could
hear the accelerated beat of his heart. His voice was strained. “Many women are
fearful their first time.”

“What if you puncture something?”

“Never has such a thing happened.”

Something brushed her hair. She knew it was his lips the
same way she knew he was enjoying this.

“Lie against me and let yourself feel what is happening
between us.”

She did because she didn’t have a choice.

Deuce held Edie as she lay tensely against him, keeping his
grip light, his thoughts soothing as she clenched around him again, milking
more of his seed from him, her womb stretching to handle the flow. Her fear
pushed at him to the point that he would have stopped this if he could have,
but the joining was determined by things beyond his control.

“Have you done this a lot?” Edie’s question ended on a sharp
cry as a spasm of her cervix sent bolts of fire up his spine and a hard jet of
seed from his cock. He could feel her confusion as pleasure teased the edges of
her consciousness.

“Only mates know this sharing,” he answered when he could
get his breath.