Codename Spring by Aubrey Ross Page A

her. She’d just never dared to believe he could return her feelings. For the first time in many long years she felt safe.
    “That’s right, love. Let it happen. There is no danger here.”
    Her shields slipped a bit more and emotions burst from her in an embarrassing gush. She scooted up and found his mouth with hers, needing the sweet escape of their kiss. He patiently waited as she adjusted to the new vulnerability.
    You are so incredibly beautiful.
    His response to her surrender swirled through her—tingling, hot and intoxicating. She released her last hold on the barriers and opened completely to the gentle penetration of her mate. He rolled her to her back but held himself off her, his chest barely touching her nipples.
    No. I want you over me. In me. Wild!
    With a primal growl he moved between her thighs and thrust his cock into her wet pussy. She arched into the drive, taking him deeper, needing all of him. He held her arms down to either side of her head and claimed her mouth with demanding urgency.
    She let the sensations sweep her along. Her emotions flowed freely across their link and he stilled between her thighs. His lips left hers and he looked into her eyes. “Thank you. For my life. For your trust. For all of this.”
    She wrapped her legs around his hips and squeezed his cock as hard as she could. “Will you finally let me come?”
    He laughed and resumed his rhythm, dragging his shaft across her clit with each long stroke. She pulled his mouth down to hers and sucked his tongue back into her mouth, loving the dual penetration. Her clit tingled and her inner muscles rippled, then she came in hard spasms. He thrust to the hilt and followed her over the edge.
    Joy surged across their link, radiating in both directions. They clung to each other, lost in the wonder of their dream-reality.
    “Wow,” she whispered as he rolled them to their sides.
    “And then some.”
    “Can you poke your head out of the dream and see how Saroji is progressing?”
    His expression went blank for a moment, then he shook his head. “She’s good. I can’t budge her thrall.”
    “She’s half Bartonese. A fact I’m pretty sure the Gathosians don’t realize.”
    He nodded. “With her abilities, she can mask her signal, make herself feel like any other Pryett.”
    “All of these abilities are so strange. Humans can’t do anything.”
    “You’re remarkably easy to bond with.”
    She punched him in the shoulder. “Is that supposed to be a compliment?”
    “No, I’m serious. Interspecies mating is tricky business. If humans are genetically neutral, it could be very significant in the grander scheme of things.”
    “Only if humans want to be bred!”
    “Only if all the species destroyed by the Gathosians hope to survive.”
    She stilled, searching his gaze and his feelings. “You’re serious.”
    “A mating bond with you should not have been this successful. We owe it to others to find out why it worked.”
    “All right. Mr. I-can’t-stop-being-a-scientist-for-even-an-hour, you can run all sorts of tests on me, probe me in all sorts of horrible places with unimaginable—” His pinching fingers stemmed her flow of words, then she dissolved into laughter.
    “I’ll probe you all right.” He separated their bodies and flipped her onto her stomach. She tried to crawl away but he grabbed her hips and halted her retreat. “Fold your legs beneath you. Head down.”
    She knew what he wanted and that authoritative tone always made her pussy ache. Intentionally taking her time about it, she moved into the position he described. Her ass was in the air now and her face rested on her folded arms.
    He traced her slit with his fingertip, tweaking her clit before moving to his real destination. “You were already wet from enjoying my mouth, and now you’ve got my come too.” He scooped out the warm liquids and moved them up to her other opening. “Whatever shall we do with all this lubricant?”
    “I didn’t use a