Control was slipping away from between Eleya's fingers.

It felt like she was trying to hold on to wind, or perhaps daylight. When she was near Xaven – very, very close right at that moment – the mere concept of control seemed impossible. The animalistic, feral fire that lived in her Brion soul was raging, trying to tear free.

Eleya didn't have enough arguments to fight that.

If she was being perfectly fair, she didn't want to conjure up any.

Xaven was right, after all, damn him. The duel had gotten her blood pumping, rushing her body with emotions and feelings she had thought she'd forgotten a long time ago. Perhaps the captain was right about her not being as cold and shut-off as she thought she was as well.

Eleya didn't care about any of it as Xaven set her down on her bed, climbing on top of her, covering her with his amazing, powerful body.

She ran her fingers over his broad chest, loving the feel of his sculpted abs. Eleya pulled up his shirt and Xaven ripped it off of himself without bothering to see whether he tore it or not.

She stared at him, writhing underneath her new gerion. Her panties had been wet before, seeing her fated fight, but now Eleya's pussy ached for him with a desire she had never felt. It was impossible to replicate the attraction between fated mates and her first bond had definitely not been a real one.

"Go on," she urged him. "You wanted this. Take me."

Xaven observed her with a curious look in his eyes, bending down to kiss her deeply. Eleya ran her hands over his broad back, pulling the captain closer to her.

"You're very eager suddenly," Xaven remarked. "That's an interesting change from before when you didn't even want to touch me."

"This is bound to happen anyway," Eleya said. "We might as well do it now when the duel is fresh in my blood."

"Get it out of the way?" Xaven asked, pulling away.

"That is not what I said," Eleya protested, trying to pull him back to her, but the warrior didn't budge.

"It sounded like it," Xaven replied. "Wasn't it you who lectured me before about ticking off things in an imaginary checklist? I will not claim you like this."

He started to pull away, but Eleya grabbed at him, pulling herself up and kneeling opposite him on the bed. She struggled for words, which was a first. The High Senator guessed that it was only proof of how serious and real the situation was. She didn't feel any pressure in high-stakes circumstances and intergalactic politics, but her heart was not something she wanted to risk.

"I want you," she admitted. "I have from the moment I met you."

The knowing smirk was back on Xaven's lips. The captain waited patiently, not interrupting while she went on.

"I don't think you're going to be surprised when I say I don't trust bonds a lot," Eleya said. "I kept thinking there was something wrong with me, that's why I never expected to find another gerion again. Now that I have one, it seems too valuable to risk it. So I have to trick myself, fight harder than I should and longer than I need to. Does that make sense?"

"Yes," Xaven said. "I trust you. I don't think you're a person who would lie for someone else's benefit. And I know how much you want me. Just answer me this. Do you want me right now, here?"

Eleya considered it. There was too much at stake to make the mistake of throwing herself headlong into a hope that would only be dashed. She regarded Xaven, trying to see him over all the walls she'd built to protect herself from ever going through the pain that she'd experienced with her first bond again.

"I do," she admitted, realizing how true it was.

She wanted her fated so badly her body was shaking, arching into his arms even now when Xaven was barely touching her.

The captain didn't let her repeat that. With a hungry snarl, he pushed her down to the soft sheets again, tearing her clothes in the middle to get to her. Eleya let him work, taking the chance to watch the rapture play on Xaven's face. She moaned softly when the last of her clothes were thrown to the floor, out of the way.

Xaven stopped for a moment, letting his dark blue eyes wander over her body. Eleya could see his cock growing hard again and the outline of it was making her pussy long for him even more passionately.

"You too," she said. "I want to see my fated."

Xaven chuckled, nodding to her. He stepped off the bed, leaving Eleya in the torn rags of her clothes, naked and hot for him. She pushed a hand between her legs, slipping one finger into her pussy, watching Xaven undress.

The warrior groaned, deep and dark, watching her hand move, waiting for him.

"That looks incredibly sexy," he said. "You have no idea how hard it was for me to stay away from you for three short days when this was the exact image I envisioned before my eyes. You, on our bed, working your tight pussy open for me."

Eleya smiled, biting her lip, suppressing a victorious chuckle when Xaven started moving twice as fast.

She gasped when her gerion stood in front of her naked. The rock-hard cock was huge, standing tall, thick and long and mouth-watering. Xaven caught her staring and the grin on his lips promised Eleya that it would all be hers.

"You had better prepare me for that," she told him when the captain climbed on the bed, kissing her hard.

Xaven moved down her body, pressing soft, teasing kisses on her flesh. Eleya buried her hands in his short hair, tugging at the strands, trying to urge him on to move faster.

"You give a lot of commands for someone about to be claimed," Xaven said, the smirk on his lips telling her that he was only teasing her.

"I'm used to it," Eleya replied, going along with it. "I know what I want and – ah!"

She cried out when Xaven moved her hand out of the way and pushed two fingers into her wet pussy. The warrior never took his eyes off her as he settled into a brutal rhythm, teasing her. Eleya grasped the sheets, pulling at them and crying out every time his fingers hit the spot of pleasure inside her.

"Tell me what you want, then," Xaven prompted, his deep voice betraying how much the teasing was affecting him too.

"You," Eleya moaned.

The look of ecstasy in Xaven's eyes was a sight that sent thrills down her spine. The warrior groaned, wrapping his free hand around his cock and giving it a few tugs.

"You're not helping your case," Xaven told her. "It's getting harder by the second not to just fuck you now the way I know you want me to. Hard and fast and merciless until you're begging for more. And you need to be a lot more specific in what you want."

"Your cock," Eleya breathed, her eyes squeezed shut. "I can take it. I don't care if it hurts. I want you to fuck me now, I need you –"

Xaven pulled away from her. Eleya yelped when she was flipped on the sheets like she weighed nothing, exposing her backside to her fated. Xaven pulled her up on all fours, against him and his hard cock.

Eleya moaned when the huge cock pressed against her entrance. She knew she was nowhere near prepared for a cock that large, but it didn't matter. She needed her fated in her so badly it ached not to be filled by him.

The sharp tinge of pain was present when Xaven carefully pushed himself inside. That didn't stop Eleya from pushing back, her fingers clutching the sheets, panting.

"Gods, yes," she moaned. "Deeper! I want you as deep inside me as you can go. I want all of you."

Xaven didn't reply. The deep grunt signaled that he'd heard her. Eleya sobbed in need when the warrior slid his hand between her legs, bent down over her, running his wet finger over her clit, massaging the delicate spot. She rubbed herself shamelessly against him, trying to get more, more of everything that Xaven was doing. He was driving her crazy inside with lust just by being there. She had no idea how she could bear actually being fucked by him.

"You're so tight," Xaven groaned. "Fuck, your pussy feels so good."

Eleya closed her eyes in pleasure, loving the sensation of being filled to the brink when Xaven thrust himself completely inside her with a grunt. He gave her a moment to adjust to the feel and girth of his cock, pressing a calming kiss on her back.

Then the warrior pulled back and slammed himself into her again, and again.

Eleya screamed.

Xaven began fucking her with the same merciless passion he'd fought her with. Every thrust hit right against her core, sending vibrating, hot waves of pleasure rocking through Eleya's body. She clung to the sheets to hold on to something because it sure felt like she was being split in two.

"Take me," she gasped. "Xaven! Good – so good..."

Getting even a single word out was a chore and an effort. Language deserted her, turning her mind into a mess of emotions and sensations and mind-blowing pleasure. Xaven slammed into her with punishing thrusts, his hips knocking against hers so hard Eleya screamed.

It was everything she'd ever wanted. The feel of a true man inside her, taking her, making her his own. She loved his power, his strength, the way Xaven held her against him without any effort, moving her exactly where he wanted to. Eleya moaned when Xaven bent over her to grope her breasts, feeling his cock throb inside her.

He filled every inch of her pussy. Eleya could feel her body being stretched to its limits every time Xaven pulled almost out of her to thrust back in with force. The heat that washed over her was so searing Eleya could hardly breathe.

She tried to keep up with the pace Xaven had set, but it was hopeless and a part of her liked it. Her gerion fucked her like he wanted to make sure no other man remained in her memory and true to that, they were fading from Eleya's mind.

It felt like she was being fucked for the first time, every sensation new and overwhelming and the cock inside her so big she had to struggle to take it.

"You're so fucking hot," Xaven growled behind her, his hands slipping on her ass, riding her to ecstasy. "Mine. You're all mine!"

"Yours!" Eleya cried. "Fuck, fuck yes! I'm yours! Xaven!"

The pleasure was so intense it threatened to bury her under the heat and the desire and the ache that ran so deep inside her that it surprised Eleya.

She couldn't remember ever wanting anyone that much, yearning for Xaven like his nearness was air to her. The captain's hard, brutal thrusts rocked Eleya's body to the core and she loved every second of it.

"I want to see you," she gasped. "When you claim me, I want to look into your eyes and know that we belong to each other..."

Xaven groaned, pulling out of her. Eleya yelped when the warrior flipped her around again, thrusting back into her the second her back hit the sheets. She cried out in pleasure, pulling the warrior on top of her.

His weight was nice and warm above her, keeping her writhing body in place on the bed. Eleya spread her legs wider for him, wrapping them around Xaven's waist and letting the warrior pound into her.

The bed creaked under them, the evidence of how passionate their bonding was. It wasn't what Eleya had expected and it frightened her a little. To ache for someone like that, to need them posed a danger that she hadn't thought she was ready for, but nothing in the world could have made her stop.

"You're the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen," Xaven said, his deep voice heavy with lust.

He ran his hands over Eleya's body, groping her breasts before sliding up to her hands and pinning them next to her head. The captain kissed her neck, never easing up on the grueling rhythm he'd chosen.

Eleya moaned, arching off the sheets to meet every thrust better. Not that Xaven needed any help. He hit the spot of pleasure in her with precision that was quickly robbing Eleya of all sense and all of her precious control.

She could feel words coming to her lips that she would never have spoken in any other situation. Thoughts that came from somewhere deep inside her popped into her mind and drove Eleya crazy with desire.

"Harder," Eleya ordered, but it came out sounding more like a plea.

"As you wish," Xaven replied with a strained grin, showing that he wasn't nearly as blasé about it all he pretended to be.

Eleya screamed when the captain adjusted himself, thrusting into her at a new angle, supporting his weight on his hands to drive into her with a pace that brought back some of the pain. Eleya moaned, far beyond caring about anything like that. Every nerve ending in her body was alight with fire, burning for him as he burned for her.

"Cum inside me," she moaned, meeting the warrior's gaze. "I want to see your big cock slamming into me, to feel your hot cum filling me..."

Xaven groaned, leaning down to capture her lips in a wild, biting kiss.

"I will," he promised. "That tight pussy is mine now, only mine. I will fuck you every night if you want me to. Do you want that?

"Do you want to call for me in the middle of one of your boring Senate sessions? To slip out of the room and let me pound you into the wall while they wait for you? Do you want me to make you scream so loudly every soul in the palace will hear?"

Eleya was lost. She was adrift in her pleasure, gone so far over the edge of reason she didn't see a way back.

"Yes," she moaned. "Yes, that's what I want! Take me, take me so hard I cum screaming your name."

Xaven said nothing to that. His deep dark blue eyes shone above her as the warrior fucked her into the mattress, making every bone in her body shake as he thrust balls deep into her. Eleya whimpered, her voice too broken to say anything else.

She only wanted him, wanted the warrior to claim her until there was no doubt about their bond. The need to belong was growing inside her, appearing out of the blue. When it arrived, it was all Eleya could feel.

She needed Xaven in a way she couldn't describe. The fucking was only a part of the bond – and she wanted all of him.

The change of pace was working and Eleya was quickly losing her mind. The heat building toward her orgasm was ripping through her. She cried out when the first waves started gently washing over her before the storm of ecstasy hit.

"Xaven!" she cried, trembling under his big body.

The warrior kissed her, hard and unyielding and loving despite the brutality of it. Eleya could only respond, trying to hold on to the reality when she cummed. Her body tensed up from toe to tip, pleasure running wild in her body as her pussy clamped down on Xaven's huge cock inside her.

"My gesha," Xaven grunted, following her over the edge.

She could feel his cock throbbing in her pussy, spilling his hot seed into her. The sensation was so good it triggered another shock wave inside her. Eleya cried out as she kept coming, Xaven's merciless thrusts never easing up before they both laid spent on the bed, kissing each other lazily.

The smile on her lips refused to leave. When Xaven let go of her hands, Eleya ran them soothingly over his muscled, flawless body. The climax she'd just experienced was the most intense in her life, but the emotion that overwhelmed her was something else altogether.

She was happy.

It hadn't happened to her in a while. Ever since she was forced to leave her flagship, Eleya had been content at best. Nothing had gotten a reaction above restrained pleasure out of her, but Xaven had changed that.

The warrior rolled off her, pulling out of her ravaged body gently, lying down next to her and running his fingers gently down her body.

"How's that heart of yours?" he asked, observing her with a knowing grin.

Eleya laughed softly, nodding, knowing she'd been wrong in her prediction.

"Better," she said. "I know I said it would never beat for you, but I can definitely feel some. This is a good first try, but you're going to have to do better to win it completely."

Xaven chuckled, kissing her again.

"What kind of a Brion would I be if I didn't like challenges? You're on. I will make your heart mine, no matter what it takes."