Chapter Twenty

We popped into a room that belonged in a brothel. A huge four-poster bed with red silk sheets dominated the chamber. The walls were covered with naughty tapestries.

“We are honeymooning in a pleasure house?” Color me surprised.

Quinn grinned. “This is the Coletti version of a bridal suite.”

“Really?” I studied the tapestries and pointed to one where the warrior was entering the female from behind. “Can we try that one?”

“Hell, yeah.” He dumped me on the bed and began stripping.

I crossed my arms and glared at him. “Forget something?”

Quinn eyed me warily. “I forgot something?”

“Chocolate, flowers, and a little romance.”

“Chocolate!” Quinn gave himself a head smack and vanished.

I fell back on the bed. I knew we had spent the last three weeks in dank, stinky passageways, but c’mon, I no longer looked like a tunnel rat. A female wanted to be seduced, not pounced on.

My gaze roamed over the tapestries. I’d be willing to give several of the positions a try. I bolted upright when the wall hanging moved. That wasn’t a tapestry. It was Adan. “What in the nine hells are you doing here?”

The air shimmered, and Adan in his young wizard form stood there. “Hiding from the Overlord.”

“Like I believe that? Get out!”

“I promise I won’t watch,” Adan said.

“Out!”

He morphed into Quinn. “Fine. Let Zarek kill me.”

A fireball formed on my right hand. “Change forms, or Zarek will be the least of your problems.”

Adan transformed into my father and bolted from the room.

“Come back here!” I charged after him.

Adan disappeared down a connecting passageway.

I increased my speed, shot around a corner, and bounced off a massive chest. Zarek grabbed me before I could fall.

“Sorry, I didn’t see you.” I scanned the area. Where had that little brat gone?

Zarek patted my shoulder awkwardly. “Bridal nerves are to be expected. The first time a female sees a Coletti warrior’s phallus, it can be frightening. The size and the, ah, joy toys can be unnerving. I know Quinn will be gentle with you, and you will find the experience most satisfying.”

I gaped up at him. Holy Goddess, he was giving me “the talk.” Nodding like everything suddenly made sense, I responded, “Satisfying. Right. I feel so foolish. I’ll just go back to the bridal suite.”

“Excellent.” Zarek teleported away.

I sagged against the wall and giggled hysterically. Bridal nerves? As if.

A door slid open and Detja stepped out. “What are you doing out here?”

The last thing I needed was more advice on my love life. “Looking for chocolate. I wanted to dribble it all over Quinn and then lick it off.”

Detja laughed. “I have just the thing.” She stepped back into the room and returned with a bottle. “For the ultimate orgasm, drip the sauce on his slit and tongue it off. Slowly. Then give it a nibble.”

“On his slit, right.” I took the bottle and hurried back to the bridal suite. Quinn had a slit? I had never been interested in what a Coletti warrior looked like nude, until now.

Mami stood outside the door. “I knew you would come to your senses.”

I held up the bottle of chocolate. “I’m not leaving Quinn. I went to get chocolate. I’m going to pour it all over him and lick it off.”

Instead of being scandalized, Mami cocked her head to one side. “I should try that on Lysis.”

I knew my parents had sex, but ugh, I didn’t want the details. I tightened my grip on the bottle. “Go find your own.”

I went inside the bridal suite and locked the door. With my luck, Papa would show up next. I put the bottle on a table, and a laugh escaped me. The expression on Zarek’s face had been priceless. A touch of embarrassment mixed with concern and unease. Good thing he hadn’t read my mind.

Quinn appeared, holding a box of chocolate and a handful of wilting flowers. “For you, darlin’.”

I took them. “You have outdone yourself, lovey.”

“Roses are red, violets are blue. You are the moon, the stars, and the sun to me.”

I stared at Quinn in disbelief. “Was that poetry?”

“You said you wanted romance.”

“I did. Forget the poetry. Just kiss me.”

His lips captured mine in a blatantly possessive kiss.

Something thrashed against the front of his pants.

I jumped on the bed. “What was that?”

“The drive to complete the mating bond is very strong in Coletti males.”

“Is it?” I watched his crotch warily. It was as if the drekking thing was trying to escape.

Quinn rubbed a hand over his face. “I’m dying here, darlin’, and my control is a bit iffy.”

I kneeled and petted it cautiously. “Is this your joy arrow?”

“Yes.” Quinn’s voice had dropped an octave.

“Can I see it?”

“Hell, yes.” Quinn toed off his boots and shed his clothing.

My gaze roved over his muscular chest, which was covered with a thatch of dark hair, down his washboard stomach, and froze. There was a slit on his pelvis! It opened and out slid his penis. It was snakelike with a fringe of tentacles around the top.

I pointed to the tentacles. “Joy toys?

“I guarantee you they will rock your world.”

“Uh-huh.” I reached down and wrapped a hand around his joy arrow. It was velvety to touch, but I could feel a steel-like hardness under the skin. The tentacles slid sinuously against my arm. Up. Down. Up. Down.

Heat coiled in my belly. It was like the tentacles were stroking my clit. I sucked in a shuddering breath. The sensation was unbelievably hot.

“You’ve got too many clothes on,” Quinn growled.

I released him and got off the bed. “I can fix that.” Doing a bump and grind routine, I slowly disrobed. I tossed my tunic at Quinn.

With a hungry look in his eyes, Quinn caught it. “Who taught you that?”

“My mother.”

“You’re fucking kidding me?”

“How do you think she’s kept my father so happy.” With a quick snap of my wrists, my pants fell off.

“You’re not wearing any underwear.” Quinn’s voice was guttural.

“I’m not.” I shimmed my hips and shook my breasts.

Quinn pounced. The next thing I knew, my back hit the bed and his mouth was devouring mine. His calloused hands stroked my breasts, sending pleasure cascading over me.

“Mine. You’re finally mine.”

Tentacles undulated against my pussy, electrifying every nerve ending. I sucked in a shuddering breath. Quinn was a fever in my blood. I burned for him. He was everywhere, touching my mind, my body. I heard my shallow, ragged gasps as I squirmed beneath him, wanting more. Desire blistered my senses. I couldn't think. I could only feel. I ached for his possession. “I want you inside me. Now!”

Quinn’s penis shot home. The shock of his powerful invasion made me cry out. I felt my inner walls stretching to accommodate him. “Too much. You’re too much.”

“Easy, darlin’. It gets better.” His kiss was hot, heady, and intoxicating. The vibrating joy toys pulsated up my channel, sending ecstasy cascading through me.

Oh Goddess, that was incredible. I grabbed his taut ass. “More. More.”

Quinn thrust into me, harder, deeper. I met him kiss for kiss, touch for touch. I writhed as a firestorm of sheer bliss swept through me. I felt the mating bond snap in as a brain-jelling climax hit. I screamed as the world broke apart.

Struggling to catch my breath, I floated in a sea of oh-so-good for a moment. That was awesome.

He kissed me tenderly. “I love you.”

I brushed my lips over his. “What is that Earth saying? Oh yeah, you complete me. In other words, you’re stuck with me until the end of time.”

“I can live with that.” Quinn gave me another smooch.

“Good. It’s my turn to rock your world.” I grabbed the bottle of chocolate off the table.

“Where did you get that?”

“From Detja, and she gave me directions too.” With one squeeze, I covered his chest and stomach with chocolate.

Goosebumps broke out on Quinn’s body. “It’s kinda cold.”

“Don’t be such a wuss.” I slowly licked my way down his body.

A shudder shook Quinn and his hips bucked.

“Feeling warmer?”

“Hell, yeah. I’m on fire.” Quinn’s voice was a husky rasp.

“This is a little something Detja suggested.” I thrust my tongue into his slit and dragged it out. In and out. In and out.

The tight bud of tentacles inside his slit rubbed against me. Acting on instinct, I drew it into my mouth and sucked it. The tentacles began to vibrate faster and faster. One tiny nibble and bam!

“Holy fuck!” Quinn roared, his torso shaking in release.

Orgasm achieved. Detja knew her stuff. “Did I get it right?”

“You about killed me, woman, but what a way to go.”

I cuddled against Quinn and petted his chest. “Did you get a chance to talk to Zarek about becoming a relic hunter?”

“I did, and after the Shebu fiasco, the Overlord decided the Coletti Empire needs a relic hunter. He even gave us our own ship.”

“That’s terrific!”

“There is a downside,” Quinn warned.

My stomach sank. “What’s the downside?”

“Your parents will be sharing our ship.”

“Oh. Well. Drekk. Papa will expect our help with Mami.”

“True, but we have a year before they join us. Your parents still have a lot of research to do on the Nabatean civilization.”

“Yes, they do.” I gestured at the tapestries. “Which position should we try next?”

Quinn nibbled his way down my stomach. “Decisions. Decisions.”

A sense of wonder and contentment spread through me. The Goddess had granted me the perfect mate, and the universe was ours to explore. It couldn’t get any better than that.