Chapter Twenty-nine
The spanner fell from his nerveless fingers and clanged loudly on the floor. Rone barely noticed. All he could think of was the female in his arms—because Kate was in his arms somehow. In his arms with her legs wrapped around his waist and her hands still tangled in his hair.
Rone gripped her full, luscious bottom in both hands, unsure if he was trying to push her away or pull her closer. Her warm, sweet, feminine scent was invading his senses even as her lush little mouth ravaged his. It was such a familiar aroma that at first he didn’t realize anything was wrong. Then he smelled it—the strange, sweet, wild note entwined with her normal scent. He’d smelled that on her only once before so strongly—it was absolutely unmistakable.
“Gods,” he muttered hoarsely, pulling back at last from her punishing kiss. “You…you’re…Kate, I smell the hunger on you.”
“Is that what this is?” She moaned low in her throat and rubbed against him, pressing her full breasts against his chest and her crotch against the hard wall of his abdomen. Even through the denim jeans she wore, Rone could feel the insatiable heat of her pussy. “God,” Kate gasped, throwing back her head. “I feel like I’m going crazy, Rone! Like part of me is starving…I’m so…so empty.”
“That’s the hunger all right,” he said grimly. “I’ve seen you have it before, but only once this badly—that time we were separated that I told you about.”
“Is this what you were feeling the whole time you were waiting for me to let you touch me again?” she asked, still rubbing against him. “God, how did you hold yourself back from fucking me?”
“I didn’t,” he said grimly. “My Beast—”
“Fuck your Beast!” she snapped. “Actually, that sounds like a really good idea right about now.” She groaned and ground her crotch lower, as though looking for the hard ridge of his cock to rub against. “Can you change into him any time? Can you change now?”
“Even if I could I wouldn’t,” Rone growled, but he had to admit that despite his determination not to touch Kate in a sexual way ever again, she was getting to him. “I wouldn’t do that to you a second time,” he said sternly, frowning at her.
“Well you have to do something.” Kate was nearly crying with need now. “I’m so hot I feel like I’m about to explode.”
Rone sighed. “It's just the hunger making you think that.”
“But is it true? What does it do if you don’t, uh, feed it?” Kate demanded, panting.
“With a male Wulven, it forces him to change—to release his Beast,” Rone said. “And with a female…”
“Well?” She was deep in need now, her breath coming short and her eyes heavy-lidded with lust.
“It…it can kill a female if left unchecked,” Rone said reluctantly. Damn it all to the Seven Hells, if only Kate’s hunger could have held off a little longer! Honestly, he didn’t even understand why she was having it in the first place—he’d thought their connection was almost completely severed. The plans he had made would end with a complete dissolution of the bond between them, but he wasn’t ready to put those plans into effect yet. And it would take too long—Kate would be dead if he left her hunger unfed.
I can’t though—can’t give her what she needs. I don’t deserve to. Don’t deserve to ever touch her again after—
Kate cut off his guilty thoughts with another searing kiss. She was climbing him like a tree, rubbing every part of her lush little body against him that she could and enflaming his own need almost beyond reason.
Rone knew he had to be careful—the hunger of one partner in a Wulven pair could easily spark hunger in the other as well. Although in most cases, it was the male’s hunger that sparked the female’s—he had never heard of it starting in the female instead. But apparently it had in this case and if he wasn’t damn careful, Kate’s insatiable appetite was going to start a fire in him that might end with his Beast coming out again—something he definitely didn’t want.
“Rone,” she moaned in his ear, nibbling his lobe and then biting his neck in sharp, painful little nips that made his cock rock hard. “Rone, please…I need you.”
“We shouldn’t…I shouldn’t,” he protested, but he was already taking her to the bedroom.
Just once more—this one last time, he promised himself. One sweet memory to take with me into oblivion. After all, he couldn’t let her die. Even if he didn’t deserve to have her—even if their bond was almost completely severed—he still had an obligation to her as his mate.
And Gods, how he wanted her! His sweet Kate—his luscious little Lalli—how he wanted to hold her and fill her just one last time.
But first, before he gave her what she so desperately needed, Rone had to be certain she wasn’t hurt. Commander Sylvan had told him that Kate had refused the rape exam Rone had asked him to conduct—she’d only let him examine her ankle and take a few vials of blood. So there was no way Rone was going to make love to her without first making sure he wouldn’t injure her worse than he already had.
Gently, he laid her down on the bed. First he would examine her and heal her if he needed to. Any damage from the night with his Beast would not have been made by his claws or teeth and thus should be healable now. Rone swore to himself that no matter how much he wanted her and Kate wanted him, he wouldn’t take her until he was certain she wasn’t wounded or in pain.
* * * * *
“Rone…Rone, please!” Kate struggled against the broad mattress, trying desperately to get up—to get back into Rone’s arms. The hunger inside her was growing by the minute, threatening to consume her in a fire so fierce she thought she might be burned to ashes if she didn’t have the big Kindred’s body against hers—inside hers—soon. Restlessly, she yanked at her blouse, not caring a bit when it popped open and the buttons went flying everywhere. All she knew was that she needed to be naked—needed to be completely bare and feel his skin against hers.
“It’s all right…all right, baby,” Rone murmured soothingly, stroking her thighs. “Just take it easy—everything is going to be all right.”
“Please…Rone…” Kate tugged off her bra, finally baring her breasts. Looking down, she realized that her nipples had gone from their normal pale pink to a dark color that was almost maroon. “Oh my God,” she muttered. “What…what’s wrong with me?”
“It’s just the hunger,” Rone assured her, but he looked grim. “It can cause pigment changes if left unchecked for too long.” He frowned. “To look at you, anyone would think you’ve been in need for hours—days—not just a few minutes.”
“I…I’ve been feeling weird ever since you knocked on my door this morning and told me it was time to go,” Kate admitted. “But I didn’t start feeling so…so empty until you came back aboard the ship a few minutes ago.”
Rone frowned. “I’ve never heard of it coming on so quickly or so strong before but the symptoms are still normal.”
“So…my nipples are okay?” Kate’s mind was fuzzy with lust but she still had the sense to be worried.
“They should be. Your inner pussy should be the same color,” Rone told her.
“If they’re okay, then why do they ache so much?” Kate demanded. “God, they’re so hard they hurt.”
“They need to be suckled by your mate.” He sighed. “Honestly, without our bond, I’m not sure your body recognizes me that way anymore.”
“I don’t care what it recognizes—I’m going crazy here. Please, help me!” she pleaded. She managed to sit up, despite his restraining hands, and thrust her breasts into his face. “Please,” she begged shamelessly. “Please, Rone!”
The look on his face was a mixture of guilt and desire.
“All right,” he murmured at last. “All right, but only because there’s no other way to ease your pain.”
Leaning forward, he cupped her full breasts in his hands and took one taut peak between his lips. At first he only laved it gently with his tongue, but when Kate pressed forward, trying to get more of her breast into his mouth, he finally relented.
Kate gave a cry of mingled pain and pleasure as he pulled hard on her nipple, sucking it deep into his hot mouth.
Like his Beast, she thought deliriously as she tangled her fingers in his hair and pulled him even closer. He’s sucking me hard—like he did when he was the Beast!
The thought brought back memories of her total submission to him and she felt lust surge through her once more. She remembered him filling her…fucking her…owning her completely. That was what she wanted now—what she needed so desperately.
“Please, Rone,” she gasped as he switched to the other nipple and sucked it into his hot mouth. “Please, I need…need you in me. I need you to fill me with yourself.”
“I’m going to, baby—I swear it,” Rone promised her hoarsely, releasing her nipple at last. “I just need to see you—to be sure you’re all right before I help you out.”
“What…what do you mean?” It was hard to think with the lust clouding her mind.
“I mean I want to see if I hurt you when I was the Beast the other night.” He looked at her sternly. “Many females have been torn and savaged during an attempt to tame a male Wulven’s Beast. I want to make sure I didn’t do that to you before I make love to you.”
“You didn’t hurt me,” Kate promised. “I mean—it was a little painful because you got so big—but mostly it felt good.”
“I have to see for myself before we can go any further,” Rone said sternly. “Now will you let me or not?”
“All right,” she agreed. Anything to get him inside her—anything to fill the aching void that seemed to have opened between her thighs.
He unfastened her jeans and Kate raised her hips eagerly, helping him strip them down her legs, leaving her wearing only her little white panties. The crotch of them was already soaked with her juices, making the white silk cling to her cunt mound obscenely.
“Gods…” Rone looked from her panties back to her face. “Kate, I have to ask you—is this all right with you? Do you mind letting me take off your panties?"
“Do it!” she groaned. “Do anything you want—just please, touch me. I’m going crazy and the only thing that seems to help is having you touch me!”
He hooked his fingers into the sides of the panties and gently tugged them down, baring her pussy for him completely.
Kate moaned as she felt a cool breeze play over her naked mound. When she looked between her legs, she was shocked by what she saw—her pussy was wet and swollen with need, opening on its own like a flower spreading its petals for the sun. Her inner folds were the same deep maroon as her nipples, just as Rone had said they would be and her clit looked like a ripe berry that needed to be sucked.
“Gods, baby…” His deep voice was hoarse as he knelt between her legs and framed her pussy gently with his big hands.
“Is everything all right?” Kate somehow managed to ask through the lust that was clouding her mind.
“I think so. It’s hard to tell because the hunger is making you so wet and swollen. Do you mind if I open you a little more—to look at your inner pussy?”
“All right,” Kate agreed breathlessly. Though once this would have made her feel incredibly tense and uncomfortable, now all she could think of was how desperately she wanted his touch on her hungry flesh.
Still being incredibly gentle, Rone spread her pussy folds with his thumbs and bent closer, trying to get a better view.
Kate moaned as she felt his hot breath on her inner cunt.
“God…Rone!” she cried as he circled her swollen clit slowly with his fingertip. “Please…please help me…please touch me more!”
“I can’t tell if I hurt you or not—the hunger has made you too red and swollen.” He looked up at her, his eyes blazing. “I need to lick you, Kate. Need to bathe your pussy with my tongue—it’s the only way to be sure you’re all right before I fill you.”
“All…all right.” She nodded almost at once. Though this act had once made her cringe with uncertainty and shame, now it felt like she would die if she couldn’t feel his hot tongue laving her swollen pussy. “All right, please, yes!” she moaned again, nodding.
“All right,” Rone echoed her. “But I’m only doing this to heal you—that’s all.”
Before she could answer, he spread her pussy even wider and, starting at the very bottom of her slit, dragged his tongue in a long, slow stroke up to the very top of her mound.
Kate moaned and jumped as his hot tongue connected with her tender clit. God, she couldn’t remember ever feeling so sensitive—so needy! After a minute, she realized that the big Kindred was moaning too—a deep, needy sound was being drawn from his throat as he lapped her gently. Clearly he was only doing what he thought was necessary to heal her but just as clearly he wanted to do much…much more.
“It’s all right, Rone,” she murmured, trying to think past the lust that wanted to take over her brain. “It’s all right if you need to taste me more…if you want to…to go deeper.”
He looked up at her and his eyes were silver-blue.
“I shouldn’t,” he said hoarsely. “I don’t…don’t deserve to taste you as deeply as I want to.”
“Yes, you do,” Kate assured him. “You licked me when you were your Beast too, you know—you weren’t as gentle as you’re being now but you weren’t cruel to me either.” She stroked his hair. “It helped get me ready to have you inside me.”
“Did I really take the time to prepare you properly to let me in?” His eyes were pleading.
“You did,” Kate assured him. “You…you tasted me very thoroughly. I swear, Rone.”
His eyes blazed. “I need to put my tongue deep inside you…need to taste your honey right from the source while you’re coming.”
“All right,” Kate whispered. “Do…do what you need to do.”
She stroked his hair again and moaned as he leaned forward and sucked her swollen clit between his lips. He circled it slowly with his tongue, lapping first one side and then the other and at the same time, Kate felt him slip two long, strong fingers deep into her cunt channel.
“Ahh!” She gasped arching her back as she felt him penetrate her and a whipcrack orgasm raced through her. The hunger inside her was screaming that this was what she needed—to be filled—to be fucked. But though his fingers felt good, they weren’t enough.
“That’s right, baby,” she heard Rone murmur as he fucked deeply into her, watching her face for her reaction. “That’s right—ride my fingers. Come hard for me and make plenty of honey.”
“I…I am…I swear I am!” Kate moaned as she felt her inner walls tighten around his invading fingers. “But please Rone, I need more!”
“You’ll have more,” he promised. “You’ll have as much as you can take—as much as you need, baby. But first let me taste your sweet juices.”
And he withdrew his fingers and leaned closer, replacing them with his long, hot tongue.
Kate wailed with new pleasure as she felt him enter her again. Her thighs clamped around his head and she bucked up to meet him, her pussy spasming around his tongue. God it felt so good—so right! And Rone didn’t forget her clit either. As he lapped deep inside her, searching hungrily for her sweet juices, she felt the broad pad of his thumb circle the sensitive little bud until she thought she was going to explode.
Suddenly another hard, quick orgasm raced through her.
“Ahh!” she gasped, bucking up to meet his mouth and tightening her thighs around his head. God, was this really her—timid little Kate—moaning and begging, pulling his hair and riding the big Kindred’s tongue so shamelessly? It didn’t seem possible that she could have gone from being so uncertain about this act to craving the feel of his mouth on her pussy like her next breath but Kate couldn’t deny it was so. God, she wanted him! And not just his fingers or tongue—she wanted his thick cock buried deep in her pussy, filling her just as he had on the night his Beast had finally come out!
“Rone!” she begged tugging at his hair. “Rone, please! I can’t take anymore—I need you now.”
“All right.” He pulled up reluctantly, his mouth and jaw shiny with her juices. “All right, just…just needed to taste you.”
“And you have,” Kate told him. “Now take me—please!”
“With pleasure,” he growled, shucking off his tight black leather trousers. “But this time I want to go more slowly—want to be gentle with you, baby.”
Kate didn’t feel like she needed him to be gentle but right now as long as he put himself inside her, she wasn’t going to complain. She reached for him eagerly as Rone started to climb on top of her but then, suddenly, a memory sparked in her brain.
“No!” She put her hands on his broad chest, holding him off for a moment. “No—not here.”
Rone frowned. “What? Where do you want to go—back to Earth?”
“No, nothing like that.” Kate shook her head impatiently. “To the Breeding Chair.”
“What?” Rone’s eyes widened, then narrowed. “No—we can’t!”
“Why not?” Kate demanded. Before he could protest more she said, “Please, Rone, I don’t know why but that’s where…where I feel like I need to be. Were we need to be. And besides, didn’t you say you wanted to be gentle with me? And isn’t that what the Breeding Chair is for—long, gentle lovemaking? You told me that yourself.”
He shrugged his broad shoulders, defeated.
“All right—yes, I did say that.” He sighed. “You win, baby.” Scooping her up, he carried her over to the large rocking chair-looking piece of furniture and settled himself on it with Kate in his lap.
Kate reached for his thick shaft, trying to fit it inside herself at once but Rone put a hand on her wrist, stopping her.
“Slowly, baby,” he growled. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
Kate nearly cried in frustration. “You won’t, I swear you won’t!” she promised.
“I just want to take things easy.” Slowly, he rubbed the broad, plum shaped head of his cock over her open folds, making Kate moan. “At least you should be healed of any damage I did the other night.”
“You didn’t damage me,” Kate whispered, trying to reassure him even though the fire was raging inside her. She stroked his hair and cupped his cheek. “You didn’t, Rone, honestly.”
A look of sorrow crossed his strong features.
“I want to believe you but the only parts I can remember of that night are you begging and trying to get away.”
“I did try to get away once. After…after I sucked you.” Kate could feel her cheeks burning as she confessed. “But only because you got so much bigger it scared me.”
He sighed. “Yes, the Beast’s urge is to breed which means I grow thicker and longer and make much more seed in that state.”
“You certainly, uh, made a lot that night,” Kate said. “In fact, that was the first thing you did when you…when you got all the way inside me. Before you even thrust in and out once, you came and came and came. I was, uh, completely saturated before you even started to move.”
“Did I?” Rone looked surprised and cautiously pleased. “I don’t remember that part but I’m glad to hear my Beast had at least enough consideration to help you open before he—before I—bred you.”
“How would coming in me over and over help me open up?” Kate asked, momentarily distracted from her intense need by curiosity.
“The compounds in my seed help you open for me,” Rone explained. “The same compounds that make you multi-orgasmic once I’m inside you.”
“Is that why I needed to…to swallow your seed? Uh, your cum?” Kate asked, feeling her cheeks get hot. “Does that help get me ready too?”
“Ready for the Beast, yes—it’s always part of taming the Beast.” Rone cocked an eyebrow at her. “But how did you know that?”
“I was given a book—The Volume of Submission,” Kate explained. “I was sort of studying it before I went to bed that night. And I remembered that it seemed important that I…that I suck you. Don’t you remember it at all?”
He frowned. “I do, now that I think of it. I remember you on your knees in the moonlight, looking so beautiful as you took me in your mouth…” His jaw clenched. “I remember holding your head…making sure you swallowed.”
“But you weren’t mean about it,” Kate told him quickly. “Just firm. And now I know why—I needed to taste your seed in order to take you in my…in my pussy.”
“Well, that is true,” Rone acknowledged. “The more seed you take, both in your mouth and in your pussy, the easier it is to open for my shaft. In fact…” He frowned. “I think it’s best if I come in you now—just to prepare you before I enter you fully.”
“Really? You can do that?” Kate asked. “You can come on demand?”
He shrugged his broad, muscular shoulders. “It’s a Wulven trait to get our mates ready to receive us.” He stroked her cheek and looked intently into her eyes. “Will you receive me now, Kate? Just one more time, will you take my shaft and my seed deep in your sweet pussy?”
Kate’s breath seemed to catch in her throat. She knew that even if the hunger hadn’t been riding her, she would have agreed to his request.
“Yes,” she whispered, leaning in to kiss him again. “Yes, I’ll take you, Rone. Please…please just do it.”
“Gently,” he said. “Here, put your feet on the footrests so you can have some support. I’m only going to put the head of my shaft in you at first as I come in you.”
Kate did as he said, settled herself firmly so that she was straddling his lap with her open pussy suspended over his thick shaft. She moaned softly as Rone slid the broad head of his cock over her wet folds, stroking against her swollen clit several times before coming to rest at the entrance of her pussy.
“Just the head,” he reminded her as Kate tried to lower herself onto him. “Careful, baby—I’m too thick for you to take all at once. I need to come in you first, like I said.”
“So is this always…always how we did it?” Kate asked breathlessly as he slipped just the thick head of his shaft into her soft little cunt. “You would come in me first before we could actually get…get started?”
“Almost always,” Rone assured her. “Sometimes you got impatient with me.”
“I’m feeling pretty impatient right now,” Kate moaned. Despite the stretching pain, she wiggled a little, getting at least one more thick inch of his shaft inside her before Rone grabbed her hips in his big hands and stopped her.
“Just hold still, baby,” he murmured. “Just relax a minute and let me come in you. As soon as I fill your pussy with my cream, you can come down on me all the way.”
Kate moaned and whimpered impatiently—now that she had even a little bit of his long, thick cock inside her, the hunger was riding her again, telling her that she had to get more of him—all of him inside her.
“Hold still,” Rone commanded again. “I’m about to…”
He didn’t finish his sentence but he didn’t have to. Kate felt something hot and wet spurt inside her. She gave a little gasp and looked down, watching his thick shaft pulse as another spurt of hot cum pumped into her pussy. And then another and another.
“Rone!” she gasped as she felt his seed filling her. “God, I can feel you doing it—can feel you coming inside me!”
“Then you should be almost ready to take me.” His jaw was clenched in concentration and she knew he was holding back, trying not to ram himself to the hilt in her pussy.
“I am ready—I am!” Kate promised wildly. The hunger was becoming too much to bear—telling her that she had to have him in her now.
“Come down slowly, baby,” Rone instructed her, loosening his grip on her waist. “Just come down slow and don’t hurt yourself.”
Gripping his broad, bare shoulders for support, Kate obeyed and sank slowly onto him. She moaned as she felt his thickness stretching her, just as it had the night his Beast had come out. But just as it had that night, the cum he had filled her with allowed her to take him with only a slight stretching sensation that was more pleasure than pain.
At last he bottomed out inside her, filling her pussy completely as the broad head of his cock pressed hard against the mouth of her womb. They sat there for a moment, Kate moaning softly in pleasure and need—having him in her was good but she needed even more, needed to feel him thrusting to fill her up…
She started to raise up off his lap so that she could start a rhythm but Rone stopped her.
“No, baby—this is where the Breeding Chair comes in. All I have to do is rock to thrust inside you—you don’t have to do a thing but sit on my lap and ride me.”
“But…but I don’t think just rocking is going to help,” Kate protested. “I mean, I need you in me deep and hard, Rone—I can’t help it!”
“The Chair is built for that too. Watch.” He flicked a lever at the side of the Breeding Chair, just under the seat and suddenly Kate felt the seat itself begin to tilt.
“It’s all right—I’ve got you,” the big Kindred reassured her, gripping her hips. “The seat is on a special hinge. It allows deeper penetration than rocking alone can give. Watch.” He began to rock the Chair and thrust into her at the same time. To Kate’s delight, what he’d said was true.
With every backward rocking motion, Rone’s pelvis tilted away, allowing him to pull almost all the way out of her. With every forward motion, his pelvis tilted up, thrusting deep to bury himself to the hilt in her pussy, the head of his cock kissing the mouth of her womb every time.
“Oh…oh!” she gasped as Rone reached between them and slipped his thumb into her swollen pussy lips.
“That’s right, baby,” he growled, still rocking inside her with slow, hard, deliberate thrusts. “That’s right, ride my cock. Let me fill your tight little pussy with my shaft and make you come, come so hard…”
Kate had already come several times while he tasted her but she knew by now that was just a preview. The big Kindred was more than capable of making her come over and over again…she just wondered if she would have another one of those long, multi-orgasms that he’d given her the other night when his Beast was out. She had the feeling that if he kept touching her and circling her clit while he thrust inside her, she was going to find out.
“Rone,” she gasped, riding his cock. “Ah, God, Rone—that feels so good! So right!”
“Feels right to me too, baby,” he groaned. “Gods, I love to take you to the Breeding Chair—love to fuck you long and hard and deep and feel your sweet pussy milking the cream out of me while I come in you again and again…”
“Come now,” Kate urged him, knowing it wouldn’t be the end of their lovemaking but only the beginning. “Fill me up, Rone—I want you to!”
“Gods, baby, I can’t help it…” With a low groan, he gave a particularly deep thrust as he rocked up into her and she felt another hot, hard spurt of cum bathing her inner pussy.
The intense pleasure brought her to the peak again. Kate moaned as she felt her orgasm rip through her—a much deeper orgasm this time, one that seemed to come from inside her, right where she and the big Kindred were connected.
Then, to Kate’s surprise, she suddenly had another sensation. It was the same feeling she’d had when Rone’s Beast had been taking her from behind—the feeling that some part of her inside had opened up and was sucking the head of the big Kindred’s cock, begging for more of his seed.
“Rone?” she asked, her eyes flying wide as she stared at him. “Do…do you feel that?”
His silver-blue eyes were wide as well—wide with surprise.
“Gods, I do!”
“What…what is it?” Kate panted. She looked down to where they were joined, almost expecting to be able to see what was happening.
“It’s your body—you’re opening up for me,” Rone explained, his deep voice hoarse. “You…you’re actually sucking the seed out of me, directly into your womb.”
“Ahh!” Kate gasped as the deep, intense sensation continued. She was still coming, her inner walls clenching around the big Kindred’s thick, invading shaft and now she knew she was literally milking him, sucking as much of his potent seed inside her as she could. That knowledge, coupled with the pleasure seemed to be doing something inside her—something she couldn’t explain or deny. She moaned louder, gripping hard at his bare shoulders and biting her lip, trying to understand what was happening.
The joining ceremony…the flowers…Emily telling me to smell them…saying they were from Rageron…and the Goddess…what the Goddess said to me before…what she told me before I left the Sacred Grove…oh Goddess…oh my Goddess!
"Oh my Goddess!" she moaned out loud.
“It’s all right,” Rone assured her in a low growl. “It’s okay, baby, it’ll be over in a minute.”
“No…no, you don’t understand.” Kate gripped the side of her head with one hand as a dizzying rush of memories flooded her brain. “It’s not the lovemaking—that's good,” she told Rone, panting. “Keep…keep going!”
“Couldn’t stop if I wanted to,” he admitted gruffly. “We’re locked together down there, baby. We won’t…won’t be able to separate until your pussy stops milking the cum from my cock. Gods.” The last word was a groan because he was still coming too, still overcome with the same pleasure that was overcoming her.
“All right…okay.” Kate realized there was nothing she could do—nothing but spread her thighs and give in to the intense sensations and the feeling of his shaft spurting deep inside her. With a low moan, she ground down against him, giving in to the pleasure and the flood of memories that were washing over her at the same time.
The first time he ever asked me out…our joining ceremony and how happy I was when he slipped the ring on my finger…our honeymoon…the redwoods…the Grand Canyon…traveling all over the Universe in the Finder…searching for Emily when she was taken by Tragar…finally catching up to her…her joining ceremony on Rageron…
And then it seemed she had come full circle, right back to where she’d been when she first started remembering. Just at that moment, the pleasure finally began to fade and she felt her body letting go of Rone’s.
With a moan, she collapsed in his arms, tears stinging her eyes.
“Baby… are you all right?” Rone sounded worried as he held her close to him.
Kate looked up at him with wet yes. “Rone,” she whispered. “I remember.”
“What?” he frowned and stroked a strand of hair out of her face. “What are you talking about? What do you remember?”
“Everything.” Kate looked up at him, her eyes filled with tears. “Oh, Rone, I remember everything. I’m back!”