"What?" she said in complete disbelief.

He paused and she could feel him squeeze his eyes shut. "What if I want them to know? Claim you as mine." He finally lifted his head and looked at her.

She could feel the hardness of his c.o.c.k pressing against her belly, but it was the look of hunger in his eyes that felt overwhelming. Taber's intensity could be too much to handle at times, but at least now she had an out. Once they caught whoever was stalking her, she'd be free to return to her life on the Damara or even return to Earth. She had no doubt Kamran would help her find safe pa.s.sage home. Haylie had said as much.

But to belong to Taber...that was a tempting proposition.

Fallon sucked in her bottom lip as she let her eyes travel over his face. He was the most handsome man she'd ever met. But regardless, he was an alien. Just because Sara and Haylie seemed to have made love matches with men from this galaxy, Fallon wasn't sure if she was ready to join the club. She had a life waiting for her back on Earth-a business license for a bar and her uncle's house would be hers as soon as she got back. It had been her dream for so long, it was hard to get her mind to accept other possibilities.

Still, he was really f.u.c.king gorgeous.

"I want you," he said, rocking his c.o.c.k against her. "And I'm going to have you."

She moaned, arching her back as much as she was able to. "Yes."

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"I'm going to drive my c.o.c.k into you so hard you'll scream my name."

"G.o.d, Taber. I love it when you talk-"

His mouth crushed hers, his tongue invading, teasing her into silence. Fallon's eyes slid shut and she let her body simply feel, enjoying every sensation he stirred in her. He was unlike any other man she'd ever been with. He took what he wanted, strong, confident. But she knew he would give her pleasure beyond her ability to ask. He seemed tapped into her soul and she was getting comfortable with him being there.

Fallon flexed her hands trying to twist them out of his grasp, but she couldn't. He pulled them up above her head, forcing her b.r.e.a.s.t.s high.

"I'm in control, remember." His eyes sparkled as he spoke. "You'll do as I say."

Never a question when he spoke. Fallon's insides began to melt from the heat of her desire. She nodded her head, keeping her gaze locked on his. His body stiffened above her before he bent his head and placed a kiss on her forehead.

"Spread your legs as wide as they will go."

It was harder to comply than she thought. The pressure of his body on her limited her motion, but she managed to do what he asked. Her pants were pulled tight against her, putting added pressure on her already sensitive c.l.i.t. When she tried to rock her hips to increase the pressure, Taber shifted to the side and pressed a hand on her stomach.

"You know the rule. I get to tell you when to come." He shifted his head to her breast and lightly bit her nipple, making Fallon's body shudder. "I get to say."

"You say." G.o.d yes!

"Don't move."

He pulled himself up, rising to his knees. It didn't take him long to discard his clothing, leaving him gloriously naked standing beside the bed. Fallon almost forgot to breathe as she stared at him. Her nipples grew hard and her p.u.s.s.y flooded her panties with her cream as she could only look at the object of her desire. The smoothness of his skin, tight over his lean muscles, was mind-numbingly beautiful. Taber's gaze traveled over her body, making it incredibly difficult to hold still.

"I want to see you naked, Fallon. Put your legs together."

Once she complied, his fingers worked the opening of her pants, sliding them with ease over her hips. He left her black panties on, instead shifting his attention to her shirt.

"Your b.r.e.a.s.t.s are perfect," he muttered as he pushed her shirt and bra up and over her head. "I would never have you cover them in my presence if I could."

She gasped as his fingers played with her tight nipples. He rolled them around, each trapped between his forefinger and thumb. The repet.i.tive motion shot tendrils of pleasure to her p.u.s.s.y, making her wetter than she thought possible.

Taber slid his hands over her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and down to her hips. They were so large, his fingers easily encircled most of her waist, binding her down to the bed.

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"I lose my control when I'm around you," he whispered, keeping his gaze locked on her stomach.

He was kneeling on the bed now and she could feel his legs trembling. Fallon swallowed and took a chance. She moved her hands, still high above her head, down and cupped his cheeks.

"I feel the same way."

Still, he didn't look at her. "Does it not..."

Without him finishing, she knew what he was thinking.

"Yes. It scares the s.h.i.t out of me. I've never...surrendered myself like this to anyone.

Taber lifted his head, his eyes shimmering with unshed tears. Fallon gasped and pulled herself up, moving close to him.

"Why me?" he asked softly. "You don't know me, can't know my mind."

"Bulls.h.i.t I can't. I see what you do, how you act. You're a good man."

"My mate didn't think so."

"Then there was something wrong with her. You hear me, her-not you! And if you don't stop this self torture, you'll be the one losing control for good. She'll always have it over you."

Fallon kissed him hard-even when he tried to pull back, she didn't relent. She drove her tongue into his mouth, running it over his, caressing his lips, doing her best to push all thoughts of his dead wife from his mind. And from hers.

It took a minute, but she finally felt his body relax, so much so she was able to push him to his back and climb on top. Her p.u.s.s.y kissed the tip of his c.o.c.k and caused him to twitch beneath her.

"I think it's time you felt what it's really like to give up control," she said with a grin. "It will do you some good."

"And what do you have in mind?"

She'd barely had time to get settled before he'd thrown her on the bed, but she'd brought something with her that would hopefully show him what he meant to her.

Pressing her hand to his chest, she rubbed her nose over his.

"Don't move."

It took her a second to find what it was she was looking for, but she eventually found it buried under the clothing she'd hastily shoved into her bag.

"I bought it years ago before I left Earth. I don't know why, but there was something about it I really liked."

She pulled the black metal chain from the small black box and held it up for him to see. Dangling from it was a large silver clasp that held a midnight blue stone. Taber didn't move as she walked back to him, the chain held out in front of her.

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"I don't think it means anything, to be honest, but there was something about it that drew me to it. I've kept it with me wherever I go for years now."

Fallon bent down and slid the chain into position around his neck. It took her a moment to fasten the clasp because of how badly her fingers were shaking. When she was finished, she sat up, staring at her handiwork.

"I want you to have it."

She watched as he reached up with his hand and touched the stone. It looked so small beneath his fingers, reflective of how she must look under him.

"How does this make me lose control?"

"My uncle told me once that when someone takes something from you, they're never really able to touch what's really important. You still have the control. Only you can choose to give that to another person. I'm giving you mine."

"I don't understand."

She smiled. "You will. Now make love to me. Tell me what you want."

The rise and fall of his chest increased in tempo and Fallon knew he was waging an internal battle. It made her think of Haylie and Kamran. What it must be like to be that close to another person. To hear their thoughts in your head. How wonderful and terrifying at the same time. It would take the pleasure out of surprises-but she'd be so close to him.

Taber picked Fallon up by the waist and lifted her back on top of his body. He paused only long enough to pull her hair free of the bun.

"This. I want you like this."

Shivering, she smiled and bent down to lick his earlobe. "Like this?"

"Cha terma shi semeta."

"That's so f.u.c.king hot when you talk like that. I wish I knew what you were saying."

Taber squeezed her hips with his hands, moving her p.u.s.s.y to the tip of his c.o.c.k. "I said I want to f.u.c.k you."

Without any further indication, he bucked his hips forward, filling her c.u.n.t completely. Fallon cried out, dropping her face to his shoulder. He didn't move again for a moment, not until she tightened her p.u.s.s.y around his shaft.

"Please," she begged softly "You want me. I don't know why I've been so blessed, but I thank the G.o.ddess that I have. Take what you want, Fallon."

It was then he released her hips, moving his hands to his sides. She realized what he was doing, knew he was beginning to see what she'd meant. The one giving up the control had the control. But for the first time in their time together, she was the one who could have her way with him. Biting down on her bottom lip, she had to think of what she wanted him to do.

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"Reach up and grab the headboard. Don't let go."

Taber didn't pause, his large arms stretched above him, expanding the mult.i.tude of muscles in his chest. She knew what she wanted him to do next.

"Close your eyes."

It took him a few seconds longer to comply this time, but once he did, she knew he wouldn't open them.

"Just feel."

Knowing he wouldn't touch her as she rode him was thrilling. She had full access to his body and wanted to take advantage of it. As she lifted her hips forward, pulling her p.u.s.s.y to the top of his c.o.c.k, Fallon dipped her head forward and licked one of his flat nipples. She smiled when he sucked in a breath before she impaled her body back down on his shaft. Repeating the action only served to heighten her already peaked desire, making her body tense as her o.r.g.a.s.m started to build.

"Your c.o.c.k is so big. You fill me up almost too much. But I love it."

I love you.

She couldn't say those words to him though. Not now-he wasn't ready.

Instead, she ran her hands over his chest, tracing the cords of muscles that covered his stomach as she rocked her body on his shaft. His c.o.c.k twitched inside her, his muscles clenched and released as she caressed him. All the while she kept the steady rhythm going between them. Then she had an idea-something she'd always wanted to try, but had never had the nerve to ask.

"Open your eyes."

He complied and she could see the strain she was putting on his self control. He was a man of action and she was forcing him to do nothing. Well, not for much longer.

Fallon pulled her body up so his c.o.c.k fell out of her p.u.s.s.y and landed against his stomach with a wet smack. Licking her lips, she put her knees to one side of his body before pressing a light kiss to his lips.

"I'm going to suck your c.o.c.k. But I want you to lick me at the same time."

Taber c.o.c.ked an eyebrow. "How?"

"Like this."

Fallon pulled back, turned around and swung her leg over his body. Her face was now perfectly in front of his c.o.c.k, the scent of her cream on him strong in the air.

Behind her, she heard Taber moan, his hands going to her a.s.s, spreading her cheeks wide. She didn't wait for him to act, instead she leaned forward and sucked the head of his c.o.c.k into her mouth.

With her legs spread wide, she felt more exposed than before. The cool air from the room caressed her thighs, made the muscles of her p.u.s.s.y tighten. But when Taber moved forward and his tongue licked a slow path from her c.l.i.t to her a.s.shole, she cried out.

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"I would never have thought to do this," he said, his lips pressed against her p.u.s.s.y.

"Suck me harder. Yes, like that."

All remaining thoughts Fallon had evaporated from her mind. She sucked his shaft as far into her mouth as she could, the taste of her arousal mixed with his, sweet as it slid down her throat. She'd only pause to gasp at something he'd done to her.

She forgot to lick his c.o.c.k for a moment when he sucked her c.l.i.t fully into his mouth and pushed one finger into her p.u.s.s.y and yet another into her a.s.s. Her body began to shake with every flick of his tongue. To distract herself from coming, she squeezed her eyes shut and leaned forward to suck his b.a.l.l.s into her mouth. Taber moaned against her c.u.n.t and she sucked even harder.

"I'm going to come," he said with a ragged voice.

"Not until I say."

Now she understood the rush of power he experienced when he'd dominated her in the bedroom. Because she knew without a doubt that he'd listen to her. He'd fight his own body to do what she asked of him.

Not that she had any intention of making him wait long. Licking her way back up to his tip, she sucked him hard, circling his swollen head around in her mouth. She pumped his shaft with one hand while she reached down and ma.s.saged his b.a.l.l.s with the other.

Taber returned his mouth to her c.l.i.t, sucking her as hard as she was sucking him.

He began to pump his hand hard and fast into her, each finger stretching her opening wider with every thrust. The world around her went dark and her world shrank to nothing more than the contact between their bodies. Then she felt it-the rush of her o.r.g.a.s.m starting, threatening to explode from her.

"Come for me, Taber. Come with me."

His b.a.l.l.s tightened in her hand and she knew he was letting go. Fallon sucked him harder than ever as he sucked her c.l.i.t and thrust his fingers deep inside her. She wanted to scream as she came but couldn't. Her mouth was filled with his c.u.m as wave after wave shot into her. Their m.u.f.fled cries mingled together until they both collapsed.