Obsidian

Chapter Nine

Alli was having the best dream yet about 880. A fervor of need radiated from her clit as his strong mouth tugged on it. A hot tongue slid lower to swipe at the entrance of her pussy and a soft growl rumbled from him. His hair tickled her spread thighs and she reached down as her back arched, found his head, and gripped it.

His mouth returned to her clit as his tongue laved the swollen bundle of nerves, sending ecstasy to her brain. Part of her wanted to wake but she resisted, holding on to the dream desperately since she was so close to coming. The climax hovered just out of reach and she tugged on his silky hair, urging him to help her get there.

“Please,” she moaned.

He sucked as his strong tongue pressed against her clit, moving back and forth in an up-and-down motion. It was just the extra sensation she needed as she climaxed hard. Her body jerked and she fisted his hair while she rode out the pleasure surging through her entire body.

Her thighs were shoved farther apart and she gasped when his tongue drove inside her pussy, the thick muscle working in deep. Her eyes flew open and she stared at the ceiling. It was barely discernible in the dim morning light. Another growl emanated from 880, a louder, deeper one, and his tongue withdrew to lick the seam of her sex. It sank in fast that it was reality.

She gasped and tried to twist away but strong hands gripped her inner thighs, pinning her tightly to the bed. She lifted her head to find her skirt bunched up at her waist and she tugged frantically on his hair, which she still clasped.

He finally stopped and his face lifted. His eyes looked black in the weak sunlight coming through the small windows near the ceiling of the basement room. She just stared at him, too dazed to speak.

He licked his lips and glanced down. Their gazes met again before he lowered his face. His tongue fastened over her clit and he sucked. The sensitive bundle of nerves made her cry out. He drove his tongue inside her again before he released her thighs. His hands planted on the bed next to her hips and he lifted up.

She still couldn’t speak. Her mouth worked, she knew it was opening and closing, probably looking similar to a fish out of water. 880 crawled higher until his face hovered over her breasts. She eased her fingers out of his hair.

“You taste good,” he rasped. “I want more.”

Her hands shot out and pressed against his hot skin. Alli panted, recovering from the climax while her vaginal muscles still fluttered from the aftermath. Her nipples were taut, showing through her thin shirt, very noticeable when she followed 880’s intense stare.

He balanced his upper body weight with one arm and grabbed the waist of her shirt and shoved it up. Air hit her breasts and they responded to the chilliness of the room by growing tauter. He dipped his head and hot breath fanned the right one.

“Want,” he growled.

It was the only warning she got before he clamped his mouth down. The sharp points of his fangs pressed into her tender flesh but it didn’t hurt. His tongue rasped over the nipple. He growled again and his chest vibrated against her flattened palms. He suckled her in strong tugs that instantly made her moan.

She lifted her legs and hugged him around the waist. He was between her thighs and her calves locked down on warm skin and a firm, muscular ass. It dawned on her that she could feel so much of him. He wasn’t wearing pants. Her toes curled and found purchase on the back of his thighs.

They were bare too. 880 was naked.

She slid her fingers up to his shoulders, desperate for something to cling to. He shifted his body a little higher over hers until something thick, hard, and hot bumped against her lower belly and thigh where her legs were drawn up. She released him with one hand to reach between them, seeking the source. His cock was easy to find.

The thickness she explored didn’t allow her fingers and thumb to touch when she tried to totally encircle the girth of his shaft. Another moan broke from her parted lips as she tightened her hold around his waist with her legs. It helped her elevate her hips as she repositioned his rigid shaft until the crown of it ended up where she wanted it.

He pushed the head of his cock against her gently, trying to enter her pussy but her body resisted the broad tip. A snarl was muffled against her breast but she understood his frustration, feeling it too. Alli rolled her hips just enough to align the angles of their pelvises and squeezed him with her legs again. He pressed against the opening of her pussy and it stretched to take him.

“Yes,” she urged. “Slow…but take me.”

His mouth tore away from her breast and his head lifted. His eyes were incredible when they were filled with passion. The brown appeared brighter and even more beautiful than normal.

His cock pushed into her deeper, her vaginal walls accepting the thick girth. It was a tight fit and she could feel all of him in a way that she’d never experienced before.

“Alli,” he rasped, his gaze narrowing and a look of pain transforming his features.

“Don’t stop,” she almost begged when he froze.

“You’re so small.”

She glanced away from him to peer between their bodies since he kept all of his upper body off her. He was big all over. With her hips angled upward, she could see where they were barely joined and the sight turned her on more. She lifted her gaze to his.

“I can take you. Just ease in.”

He flashed sharp fangs. “Am I hurting you?”

She shook her head and used her hold on him to shift her body. His eyes closed and his mouth tightened into a firm line as his nose flared.

Another deep growl tore from him. The pleasure of slowly rocking her body under him, her pussy taking a little more of his thick shaft with each motion of her hips, made her want to claw him when she removed her hand from the base of his cock to grab a handful of firm ass.

His eyes opened to stare at her. Shock flashed over his features but it was quickly gone as she kept using her legs and arms to move under him.

He was halfway in, from what she’d seen, and she couldn’t wait to feel all of him buried deep. It was going to be amazing.

He growled. “Stop.”

She froze. “Don’t you dare say that. You started this and we’re finishing it.”

His eyes widened, clearly taken aback that she’d made those demands. “I want to mount you. You need to let go of me and roll over. Get on your hands and knees.”

“We’re fine in this position. I don’t want to change.”

“We can’t do this.”

“Why not?” Dread filled her that he’d maybe been partially asleep and he’d put the brakes on their lovemaking now that he was fully awake.

She was turned-on, aching, and wanted him. “I can feel how hard you are. You’re like stone.”

“I need to mount you.”

The guy must really like doggy style but she wasn’t willing to chance him changing his mind.

She rolled her hips, causing his cock to move inside her. Her fingernails dug into his ass and he jumped a little. His hips drove his shaft deeper inside her. She moaned at the feel of him.

“Alli,” he snarled. “I need to mount you before I lose control. Stop playing with me.”

“Playing?” She stared at him, baffled. “I’m telling you to fuck me. Don’t stop.”

“I’m too close to losing it,” he warned.

“Losing what?” She wondered if they were speaking too different languages. If she had a green flag, she’d wave the damn thing. “Move inside me.” That was pretty clear.

He rocked his hips and hit a spot inside her pussy that made her throw her head back with a moan. “Yes. Right there.”

He growled in response and withdrew a little.

Her vaginal muscles clamped down around his thick shaft of their own accord, wanting to hold him there. He paused and pushed back inside her with one swift thrust of his hips. Alli moaned louder.

“Yes. Just like that.”

His face dropped to her neck and his mouth opened on the side of her throat as he repeated the motion. Her hand released his ass to travel up his back to clutch his shoulder blade as she hiked her legs higher up his waist to cross her ankles over the center of his ass. The feel of his muscles bunching as he kept fucking her added to the sensation of his cock plowing through all the nerve endings that were screaming from ecstasy inside her head. Her eyes closed tightly, to just concentrate on 880.

His cock was rock hard and large. She’d always wondered if bigger really was better and she became a believer that it was. The thickness of his shaft rubbed against her inner walls snugly, dragging across nerve endings with every shift of his hips. The fact that he wasn’t wearing a condom only seemed to make it better. It was a first for her and she noticed the wonderful difference.

This is insane and wrong, a part of her mind whispered. He was a patient. He’s having unprotected sex with you. She moaned louder, close to coming. It’s okay, she reminded her conscience.

New Species don’t carry sexual diseases and he can’t get me pregnant. Shut up!

He moved faster, put a little weight down on her until her nipples brushed against his chest wall, and the added sensation sent her to the edge of coming hard. His teeth bit down and the faint sting of pain from his canines pushed her over.

She turned her head and sealed her lips over her upraised arm to muffle the sound as she came. It was so intense it almost made her see stars.

880 released her neck, his hot breath and tongue gone, and he groaned loudly. She could feel his cock swelling inside her as his movements slowed to sharp, rough thrusts. Warmth spread deep inside her pussy as he came, locking inside her until he couldn’t move at all. The pressure was intense but it didn’t hurt. He shivered over her and another flood of his release shot inside her with noticeable vigor.

Her eyes opened as she turned her head, her lips and nose brushing his cheek where he’d buried his face against the mattress. He must have flipped his hair out of the way because the long strands fell across the other side of the bed against his side and rested against her arm. Her hold eased as her body relaxed.

He was breathing hard and finally he lifted his head. She couldn’t miss noticing he’d bitten into the mattress for some reason because part of the sheet was torn where it had caught on his canines when he’d yanked them loose. His brown eyes met hers. Alli couldn’t breathe as she waited to see how he’d react to what had happened between them.

“Am I causing you pain?”

She licked her lips to wet them. He’d whispered the words in a husky tone. She studied his gaze, not seeing regret in his stare but she wasn’t sure what he felt either. He was too good at hiding his emotions.

“No.”

“I swell at the base of my dick.”

“I know. I’ve heard that would happen.”

He blinked. “It will go down in a few minutes.”

“I know that too.”

His cock flexed inside her and her vaginal muscles quivered from the aftereffects of climaxing. His gaze narrowed as she softly moaned again.

“Why?”

“Why did I shiver? Body reaction. Sorry. I can’t help it any more than you can.”

Full lips twisted into a frown. “I’m not talking about that. Why this way?”

No, she inwardly whispered. Don’t regret this.

I can’t take the guilt I’m going to feel. “What did you think would happen when you decided to perform oral sex on me?”

He lowered his body over her, used his elbows to hold his weight enough to prevent him from smothering her, but she was pinned under him.

He stared at her face with a grim expression.

Shit. She closed her eyes. He regretted what they’d done and it hurt. What did you expect?

He’s all messed up inside. He tried to call a halt to this but you locked around him like a drowning idiot intent on taking him down too. She pushed her voice of conscience back, knowing she needed to face the consequences.

“This isn’t natural.”

That statement stunned her enough for her eyes to pop open to gawp at him. “What?”

“This is wrong.”

Her hands shifted and she pushed on his chest, forgetting they were locked together. “Get off me then.”

“I can’t.”

She remembered then that his penis had locked inside her and looked anywhere but at him. With him on top of her and his chest so wide, her view was limited. She turned her head to stare at the closed door. It mocked her once again, knowing she never should have entered his room.

She had no one to blame but herself. He wasn’t responsible for his actions, probably was reeling from all he’d been through.

“I’m so sorry,” she got out, her throat wanting to close around the lump that formed there. “Let me go as soon as the swelling reduces and I’ll leave. This is totally my fault, 880.” She refused to look at him still. “You’re not to blame, okay? I want you to remember and know that. I take full responsibility.”

“I am no longer 880. I am Species and will be called Obsidian.” Anger darkened his eyes as they narrowed. “What do you mean by taking responsibility? What fault are you speaking of?”

Alli knew she gawked as her gaze focused on his face. It was just that the shocks kept coming one after another. She’s woken to him going down on her and they’d had sex. He regretted it and now he had taken a name. Her sluggish mind tried to catch up, working to think about the one he’d chosen.

“Obsidian?”

“Yes. Good.” Some of the tension left his features. “Call me that. No more numbers. Mercile no longer controls my life.”

Obsidian. She tried to think of the definition.

A lot of Species preferred to take a name that had meaning to them. “Isn’t that a lava rock or something along those lines?”

He growled. “It fits me. I am burning inside and hardened by the life I was given. Darkness was taken as a name already. So were a lot of the names I wanted. This fits me. Do you question it?”

“It wasn’t an insult.” She hadn’t meant it that way. “You’re burning inside?”

“I feel rage.” His voice turned into a snarl.

“Humans took my life away.”

“I didn’t,” she quickly reminded him, suddenly feeling very vulnerable and small pinned under him.

“They killed 46.”

His mate. She swallowed hard and her hands rubbed his skin in an attempt to calm him a little.

“Obsidian,” she whispered. “Please take a deep breath. I just asked a question. I’m not your enemy.”

His gaze lowered to her still-bare breasts where her shirt had been pushed up. “I am not so certain.”

It hurt. Deeply. Alli blinked rapidly to hide the tears that filled her eyes. How could things go so wrong so fast? She’d been sleeping and then she’d woken to his mouth. It had all been a haze of passion and need until they faced the aftermath of what they’d done together. He regretted it and worse, he seemed not to even like her much if he were comparing her to Mercile.

“Your swelling should be over. Will you please let me up?”

“No.” He settled more of his weight over her, pinned her tighter to the bed. His temper did seem to dissipate somewhat as his tone turned from gruff to husky. “Explain responsibility and why you feel it.”

“It means this is my fault. What happened between us just now is something I should have avoided. You’ve gone through a lot and I don’t want you to feel bad for having sex with me.”

“It felt really good.” He inched his face closer to stare deeply into her eyes. “I woke to your scent and I wanted to taste. I did this. You didn’t manipulate me, Alli. You have no power over what I do.”

“You are wrong. I—” He suddenly thrust into her deep, making her moan. His cock was still hard but the swelling had subsided enough that he could move inside her again without the intense pressure. His mouth parted to flash his sharp fangs at her as he withdrew almost from her before he drove back into her again. He froze.

“You don’t tell me what to do, Alli. Can you stop me? Force me to move from your body?

Who is responsible? Tell me.”

He meant to show her who was in control and she knew it.

“I could take you again for hours and you’d be powerless to stop me. Your body would have to take mine as long as I want.”

She was going to go to hell. A small part of her mind admitted that because it didn’t sound bad at all if he fucked her over and over. She’d be sore later since she’d not had sex in such a long time but he felt so good she didn’t care about consequences. It was all about the here and now to her.

She wanted him.

His hips rolled and he found the spot inside her that made her breath catch. His nose brushed hers as he drew even closer. “Who is responsible?”

“You.”

Something flickered in his eyes before he pulled away and lifted his chest from hers. He separated their bodies slowly, almost regretfully, and it forced her to release his waist from the grip of her legs. She glanced at his cock and couldn’t help but appreciate the sight of how aroused he still seemed to be.

“Go shower.”

She met his gaze as he backed away from her on his hands and knees until he slid off the end of the bed to stand.

“Now, Alli.” He looked angry again. “Otherwise I will lose what control I have left.”

She sat up and shoved her shirt down to hide as much of her body from him as possible. “What does that mean?”

He stepped to the side to clear a path from the bed to the bathroom. “Go,” he demanded.

Something in the intense way he looked at her made her inch down the bed. There was a hint of danger in the air that she could sense. She just wasn’t sure why. He looked angry though. The floor of the room was chilly to her bare feet after having them pressed against his warm body. Her legs were shaking as she took hesitant steps toward the open doorway to the shower.

A hand shot out and gripped her upper arm.

Alli stared at him with dread and fear. He closed his eyes as he deeply inhaled. A soft, animalistic sound came from his parted lips and he licked them. The hold on her forearm eased until he let go.

“Keep the door open. Go wash quickly. Your scent is driving me insane.”

She fled. The reason behind his mood swings was a mystery to her but she was grateful he hadn’t hurt her physically.

Obsidian breathed through his mouth but Alli’s arousal taste was still there. His dick throbbed to take her again. The memory of being inside her would torment him. So soft, so tight and wet. It also angered him deeply.

A stab of pain pierced his heart. The memory of his mate filtered through his mind and how long they had been forced to live together. It had felt really good when 46 had allowed him to touch her when she was in heat but it seemed mild compared to the sex he’d shared with Alli.

A human female had taken him to heights of passion he’d never known existed. Frustration fisted his hands at his side and the urge to punch something became almost unbearable. A howl of rage caught in his throat but it only came out as a fierce grumble. His eyes opened when water came on in the next room and he took a step before he could regain control of his body. He wanted Alli again.

He moved to the side enough to gain a clear view of her profile in the stall. The sight of her wet, slick skin caused his dick to harden to the point of pain. It would be easy to haul her out from under the water. He turned his head to stare at the bed. He’d take her on her knees beneath him next time.

He allowed the astonishment of what they’d done to cool his desire just a bit. He’d never taken his mate with her facing him. It had been strange but really good to see Alli’s expressions and have access to her body with his mouth while he’d driven his cock into the snug confines of her sex. He’d also really enjoyed the feel of her legs around his waist and her fingernails digging into his skin. It hadn’t hurt but he’d been aware of them. She’d clung to him as if he were saving her and she’d desperately needed to hold him.

He wanted to share sex with Alli again. Now.

His chin lowered to glare at the erect shaft betraying his lack of self-control of his own body functions. 46 would goad him if she were alive to see the day he allowed a human to get the better of him. He shifted his gaze higher to watch Alli wash her hair. His lips parted to reveal his fangs and he took a few steps closer to her and kept going.

She spun to stare at him when he jerked open the flimsy, transparent shower door. He paused, noted the shampoo in her hair, and hesitated.

“Wash it out now.”

The fear in her eyes almost made him wince but she didn’t argue or refuse his demand. Her head tilted back into the spray of water to do his bidding. He watched until he didn’t see any of it in the pale, wet strands. His arm shot out to hook around her waist and he lifted her. He paused and suddenly stepped into the tight space with her.

Hot water sluiced down his body and he turned to present his back, adjusting her higher in his hold against his chest. His interested dick couldn’t be hidden from her since it nestled tightly against her ass.

Her head twisted and she stared at his face, fear still showing in her blue gaze. A part of him hated to see it. The soft sound she made—almost a whimper—caused him to gentle his hold around her waist.

“I won’t hurt you, Alli.” He partly regretted assuring her of her safety because she was human.

Fear was good for them to feel. It reminded them that he was dangerous to their well-being but she wasn’t comparable to the ones he’d grown to hate. “Don’t fight me.”

He used his free hand to twist off the flow of water and stepped out of the stall. The shower had soaked the floor but he didn’t care. He stormed back into his room and didn’t stop until they reached the bed. He paused there to study it.

His gaze finally met her worried blue eyes.

“You will collapse. You aren’t strong.”

“8—Obsidian,” she whispered. “What are you doing? Please put me down.”

He noticed how she corrected herself after almost using his number. He considered the bed again. Her hands gripped his forearm at her waist but she didn’t dig her nails into his skin to inflict pain or struggle.

A growl rumbled from his chest. “You aren’t strong enough.”

“I know I can’t make you lower me to the floor.”

He frowned. “Your arms aren’t strong enough to brace to take me. How do your males mount you?”

Her tongue darted out to wet her lips. “You want me again?”

“From behind. You will enjoy it.” He eased his hold more, just enough to allow her to slide down his front. The feel of his cock rubbing against her ass and lower back made him want her more.

She turned in his hold and chewed on her bottom lip. He knew that telling sign of her emotions. She was unsure of what to do but the trepidation wasn’t there anymore when he studied her closely. A small hand lifted timidly to rest near his heart. It trembled but he wasn’t sure if she was chilled or nervous.

“Why do you insist on doggy style?”

“What does that mean? Is it an insult to my heritage?”

“No! Mounting from behind is called that term.”

“Taking a female bent over in front of a male is how it is done.”

Her eyes widened. He glanced away from her to glare at the bed. He could put her in the center of it and brace her under him by caging her with his legs and arms. One arm around her waist would help support her to keep her from falling forward. His dick jerked with the promise of doing just that.

“Um, Obsidian?”

“Yes?” He glanced back at her.

“Have you only had sex in that position?”

“No. I just shared sex with you facing me. You refused to release me or I would have taken you the right way.”

Alli paled slightly and she leaned against him when she swayed a little on her feet. Alarm shot through him. Had he harmed her? His arm hooked tighter around her middle again to make certain she didn’t fall. Perhaps sharing sex with him once had worn her out. She looked a little pale and he was pretty certain her legs wobbled.

Weak humans. Anger surged. She was too frail to take him. He should have known better but his talk with Moon had given him hope she could handle a Species male.