Chapter 21
Sloan felt the tension pouring off Xan as she threaded her fingers through his and led him back to their quarters. She certainly hadn’t expected their playful run to end with this. A little kissing, some under-the-shirt action before making their way back to their room, maybe, but catching Yaris and Cain post-sexy time—wow, that had been unexpected. Sloan had suspected there was something more going on between the two, but she didn’t think they had gone that far. Now she had to hope that Xan didn’t completely freak out at the revelation. She stroked his arm as they made their way back to the quarters in silence.
Sloan placed her palm on the scanner and opened the door to their quarters. Walking through the living and kitchen area, Sloan continued to hold Xan’s hand as she led him farther inside. He still seemed to be in a state of shock. It had been an eventful couple of days. Finding out his family was alive, knowing he was going to have to take over the throne in short order, trying to figure out what was happening back on D’Arian—it was all a lot to take in. She walked him into the bedroom and had Xan sit down on the bed. She bent to unlace his boots and take them off. She knew the Cain and Yaris situation was another thing that would weigh on him as he tried to think through what exactly was the best course of action. Taking off the second boot, she stood to grab some sleep clothing, when Xan grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into an embrace. She could feel his breath through her shirt as he relaxed his head on Sloan’s stomach. Feeling his mouth moving, Sloan knew he was talking, but she couldn’t make out his words.
“What did you say?” she cooed, trying to lean back so she could pick up his words, but Xan kept a tight hold on her.
“I said I feel like it’s all spiraling out of control, and I’m not even on D’Arian yet. I don’t know if I will be a good ruler, Sloan. I’m not sure if I have that in me anymore. If I ever had it in me,” he said, his eyes filled with uncertainty and worry. He shook his head and seemed to be trying to push the thoughts of failure away, but Sloan saw how much was weighing on him and didn’t know what she could do to help relieve that burden. Taking his hands in hers, Sloan urged Xan to stand. Once he was standing, Sloan placed his hand on her back. She rocked back and forth, moving them in a dance across the room to unheard music.
“Xan, I know it’s a lot to take in. I know it’s a lot of responsibility that you never thought you would have to take on, but I know you. I know the type of male you are. I know how kind, generous, caring, and strong you are, and I know those are the qualities I would want in any leader.” He tilted his face into hers and took over the lead of their silent dance. “I can’t imagine what you’re going through right now. I know only the responsibility of being a captain. I have the lives of thirty crew members in my hands and the lives that their lives touch. Being a ruler is much bigger than that, but I trust in you, and I believe you can be the type of ruler people on D’Arian need.”
“Do you truly believe that?” he said, his face still propped against hers. Sloan tipped her chin to meet his eyes.
“Of course! You don’t think I would let just anyone onto my crew, do you?” Laughter broke across her face, which got a chuckle out of Xan in return. Their dance ended, and they made their way into the bedroom.
Knowing he needed to relax, Sloan gently pushed him onto the bed. She knew exactly what was needed to relax Xan. Maintaining eye contact, Sloan found Xan’s waistband and pushed it down over the straining erection she felt beneath the soft pants he had worn to the observation deck. Taking its heft in her hand, she worked her hand up and down his length. She did not reach all the way around it, but one hand could provide more than enough stimulation. Xan’s breath hitched as he watched her stroke his length. Slowly Sloan lowered herself to her knees and moved her mouth toward his straining cock. Finally, she moved her mouth a hairbreadth away from his erection and wrapped her lips around his head.
“God, yes, Sloan, yes.” Xan brought his hands to her hair, not to push her down but to feel her movement. Sloan wet his cock and tasted his unique flavor. It was a mixture of earthy and heady that made her hungry for more. Sloan became liquid below as she thought of how good Xan’s cock would feel in her pussy. Her hunger for their next act pushed her forward to give him the pleasure he would surely give her when he thrust up into her core.
She bobbed up and down, feeling him grow stiffer and stiffer, Xan’s hips shooting off the bed in time to her ministrations before he finally brought her into his arms. Resting her pussy over his cock, Xan lifted her shirt up and took both of her breasts in his hands. Xan licked one of her nipples while pinching and pulling on the other, sending shivers of pleasure through Sloan as she rubbed herself against Xan’s cock, trying to get him inside. He switched breasts and gave the other one as much attention. Sloan managed to lift her hips enough to position Xan’s cock perfectly at the entrance to her core before swiftly dropping herself onto his erection, taking their breath away. The delicious stretch that Sloan craved when she was with Xan caused her to cry out.
“Yes, Xan. Yes, more.” She moaned as she writhed against and around Xan.
“You test my control, D’Auriel,” Xan said through gritted teeth.
“I don’t care about control, I want you to fuck me,” Sloan said, a moan escaping her moist lips as she worked herself up and down his shaft. Xan brought his hands to her hips and worked with her, slowly guiding her down until their flesh met, then hoisting her up until he teased the edge of her opening before bringing her crashing back down. Their movements became more and more frantic as Xan took one of his hands off her hips and brought it to her clit to give her the sendoff she needed for her release. Sloan cried out, her hips jerking as the explosive orgasm overtook her, and she felt Xan thrust up into her as he joined her shortly after that. Laying her head on his chest, Sloan felt Xan’s heart racing, and his panting breath matched her own. She couldn’t help but smile at what she hoped had been a good distraction from his earlier troubles. She drifted off to sleep.