Interstellar Brides® Program Boxed Set: Books 9-12

Chapter 4

4

Natalie

Holy effing hell. Roark was mine? Was this a cosmic joke? He stood before me, looming, all protective and growly and bossy, and I could do nothing but stare and wonder what drug I’d taken.

This couldn’t be real. He was too perfect to be real.

His clothes didn’t scream alien. His pants and boots were simple and black. He wore an odd gray tunic that highlighted every huge bulge of muscle on his massive chest and shoulders. He looked human, just a bit bigger than I was used to. He made Curtis, with his stringy blond hair, skinny torso and loafers, look like a twelve-year-old boy. Roark was all man. His hair was so dark it looked black, his eyes were focused and intense, the color of espresso. And his voice? It gave me shivers. So deep. So commanding. God, I wanted him to talk dirty to me in that voice.

Fuck me, Natalie.

You like that, naughty girl?

Oh, good grief. What the hell was wrong with me?

I transported halfway across the galaxy and woke up horny?

Yes. Apparently, that was exactly what happened. But was it me, or him?

So effing hot.

“Lie down on the table, mate. The sooner I complete the medical exam, the sooner we can go. As I said, I have a surprise for you.” Roark’s lips grazed my cheek and I responded to him automatically, lying down on my back on the hard table. He tugged at the robe bunched under my hips and I lifted my bottom off the table as he pulled it free and tossed the soft fabric to the ground, forgotten.

I licked my lips and tried to lie still, but it was difficult. I was naked and tried not to fidget or act weird. Nope. Nothing weird about this. I lay down naked on a table on an alien world before an Adonis and waited for some kind of freaky medical exam. No big deal. Yeah, right.

“Good, Natalie.” Roark nodded his approval and I felt like a little kid who just received a gold star on a test. He stepped to the side and retrieved an oddly shaped object from a nearby stand. Returning, he stood on my right. His left hand settled gently on my right thigh. His right hand held aloft the weird medical thing as he looked down at me. “Are you ready, mate?”

I could feel the frown crinkle my forehead, then smoothed it quickly, remembering my mother said that action would give me wrinkles.

“What are you going to do?” Not that I had any choice, apparently, but I wanted to know.

“I’m going to test your body’s reaction to stimuli, and ensure that you are fertile and able to accept my seed and make it grow.”

“What?” I jerked upright but his hand settled on my chest, just above my breasts, pushing me back down. The chain swung and brushed against my belly.

“The testing is required.”

I felt my eyes widen as I studied the device in his hand more closely. It looked like a large dildo with a couple of crazy attachments. I did not approve of the direction my imagination was going with this one. “And what are you going to do with that thing, exactly?”

He held me down, but his smile was pure male satisfaction. “I’m going to f**k you with it, and make you come so the doctor will know your body functions as a proper mate’s should.”

“You’re out of your mind. That’s not medical,” I replied, sputtering at the insanity of his plan.

He tilted his head as if I’d insulted him. Seriously? He was serious about this?

“You do not wish to cooperate with the exam?”

“We don’t have exams like this on Earth. This is crazy and definitely not necessary.”

“You are on Trion now. Planetary law and custom demands you be tested. If you are not suitable, I will be forced to request another female.”

That stopped me cold. No. This man was mine. He’d promised me already. The match had been made and I was not going back. I wasn’t going to let a stupid probe thing ruin this.

Besides, maybe it would be just like my battery operated boyfriend back home. Heaven only knew how many times I’d had to resort to B-O-B when Curtis was too busy, or too tired, to take me to bed. “All right. Fine,” I grumbled. I was naked. I had n****e rings. He stood between my spread thighs. Perhaps he could make me come. Curtis certainly couldn’t. I sighed. “Just get it over with.”

I relaxed under his hand and he smiled, heat simmering in his gaze. “This will be the last time you think that way about me putting something in your pussy.”

Oh my.

“Don’t try to get up once the test has begun. Don’t resist it.”

The urge to roll my eyes was strong, but I held back. Barely. “I’ll try to hold still.”

So, yeah, I thought I’d be able to deal with this. I was so wrong, right from the start.

Roark lifted his hand from my chest and returned it to my thigh. His touch, while rough with callouses, was gentle and warm. “Open your legs for me. Let me see what’s mine.”

That demanding, guttural voice shouldn’t turn me on, but it did. I wasn’t Natalie from Earth. He didn’t know anything about me, about my life on Earth. Here, on Trion, I could be whatever I wanted. Start again. The first thing I wanted was a man, a real man. Roark’s commanding tone, his very demanding tone had me bending my knees slightly and letting my legs fall wide. I couldn’t resist teasing him. The very naughty woman I’d always dreamed of being was definitely coming out to play. For him, at least.

I watched his face for a reaction, and was not disappointed. His nostrils flared, as if he wanted to breathe in the scent of my arousal. His hand tightened on my thigh and he stepped to his right to get a better look. I glanced down at my body, unsurprised to see that my p***y was now hairless. The n****e rings tugged and pulled gently on my breasts at the oddest times, making me more aware of them than ever. When Warden Egara said I’d be prepared and then transported, she hadn’t been kidding.

Roark set the medical probe down between my legs. I expected him to push it inside me, but instead he set it down on the table between my legs where I could not see it and slid his finger inside me instead.

“You are not wet enough for the probe, Natalie. Your body is not ready.”

His finger moved around inside me, as if he were exploring. It felt amazing, but it wasn’t going to be enough to make me come. He was light years away from making me come.

“Sorry.” I resorted to my old standard, to apologize for being frigid in bed. Curtis said I was difficult, a cold fish. Maybe he was right.

Roark shook his head and inserted a second finger into my body. “Hush, mate. Let me see to you.” He bent down and took my n****e into his mouth as he f****d me with two blunt fingers. My n****e was so sensitive, perhaps due to the ring, that I arched up off the table at the first touch of his tongue on the hardened peak. Why it wasn't hurting after being newly pierced, I had no idea. Of course, the thought of being transported across the universe was a little mind bending, too, so two rings in my n*****s were perhaps nothing.

“Roark.” I buried my fingers in his hair and held him to me, saying his name to ground myself, to remind myself of what was really happening here. Roark was mine. My mate, and starting with his mouth on my n****e, my lover. Finally, I would have someone who wanted me. Who wanted to be with me. Who would spend time with me and put me first in his life. My mate.

I was so distracted by Roark’s mouth I couldn’t focus on his fingers, until they were gone. The cold, blunt tip of the medical probe took their place at the opening of my p***y.

He released my n****e with a small, wicked popping noise and scooted down the table so he could see what he was doing between my legs. With just his mouth on my breast, I was so turned on. I didn’t care anymore that this was some kind of medical test. I just wanted it over with so I could get out of here, get my mate alone, and claim him properly. Wow, I felt more from just getting to third base with Roark than all the time I had endured f*****g Curtis.

Feeling full of feminine power, I lifted my legs and grabbed my knees with my hands, spreading myself wide for his inspection. “Am I ready yet?”

Roark’s response was to push the medical probe inside me, slowly, one huge inch at a time. It was a little bigger than my B-O-B back home, but so good. I closed my eyes and moaned when the probe bottomed out inside me, the odd attachment on the top of the thing hovered over my clit.

“Does that feel all right, Natalie?”

I wasn’t sure if he was serious, medically speaking, or talking dirty, so I told him the truth. This was the strangest medical device ever, but I wasn’t complaining. If this were what going to the doctor was like on Earth, more people would go. “Yes.”

He chuckled as an odd whirring sensation started inside my body. He lowered his head to my n****e again, his hand still on my thigh like liquid heat pouring through me. I was so turned on I didn’t know what to do, what to think.

My mate. Roark was my mate. Perfect for me. Apparently, my body knew it.

From inside my p***y, the odd probe heated, the warmth spread like tingles through my entire abdomen, and even to the inside of my ass. I was suddenly burning up, so hot I needed to move. I needed his mouth on my clit, or his hand, or his c**k stroking me off. I needed.

“Holy s**t, Roark!” My back arched as a strong pulse went through my body from my p***y to my clit. It was like lightning, from the inside.

“What the hell is this thing?” I gasped.

“Come for me, mate. Give me everything. I want to watch you lose control.”

“Oh!” I twisted my hips from side to side until Roark’s heavy hand landed on my mound, not to stroke my clit, but to hold me down. I whimpered, desperate for something more.

The probe thing beeped and my gaze flew to Roark’s. His eyes were dark with anticipation as the whirring inside me grew stronger. Another pulse zapped my clit, more intense this time, but when I bucked up off the table, Roark’s strong hand held me trapped in place. I couldn’t move, couldn’t get away. I couldn’t escape his strength, his gaze, or the searing pleasure making me lose control of my own body from the inside.

Another beep, faster and higher than the last and I gasped as a strong electrical surge pulsed through the walls of my p***y to my ass. The walls of my core pulsed and clenched down on the thing, which seemed to make it pulse stronger. The wave of sensation continued, as if traveling along my nerve endings like cars on a highway, directly to my clit.

Pulse after pulse rocked me. With Roark looming over me, with no control, I shattered into a million pieces with the most intense orgasm I’d ever had in my life.

My body shivered uncontrollably as Roark bent over, covering my face with gentle kisses. Somehow, I’d pleased him, and that knowledge made me feel oddly happy.

Ten minutes on an alien planet and I’d lost my mind. Lost control of my body, my orgasms. Or, perhaps, ten minutes with my new mate. I closed my eyes and allowed him to comfort me as the strange device in my p***y quieted until I could feel nothing but a small, almost imperceptible hum.

“You are so beautiful when you come.” Roark whispered the words against my lips, but I was not ready to kiss him. Not yet. Not lying here like a freakish s****l science experiment. He nudged at my lips with his own, but I turned my head slightly so his kiss landed on the corner of my mouth, not the center. While it had been the hottest thing I’d ever done, it was still with a device, not Roark.

He kissed me anyway and gently removed the device from my body, looked down at it. “The readings say that you are fertile for breeding and that you will be receptive to my seed.”

Receptive? If that was what it would always be like, or better since I’d get Roark’s c**k instead of a medical device, then I’d definitely be receptive.

“What now?” I stared at the side of the strange wall as I tried to catch my breath. We were in some kind of tent. Odd that I hadn’t noticed it before now. The scent of almonds, or almond oil filled the air, and it was warm. Not uncomfortably so, but a far cry from Boston in January.

“Now, mate, I will take you to our private retreat where I will f**k your sweet p***y until you scream my name, until there is no doubt in your heart or mind exactly whom you belong to.”