Marriage Contract with my Cursed Alien Mate

Chapter 196: Chapter 196

Dron couldn’t get Tempest naked fast enough.

His hands moved like they were possessed.

Tempest took everything he was giving as if she were made for it.

While he was on his journey, he worried that the connection between them would disappear or something like that. What he was feeling at the moment let him know that it was so far from the truth. She was all his.

"Do you know how beautiful you are?" Dron whispered as he finally managed to get her top off.

Her full breasts and pert nipples shivered with each breath she took.

"Only for you. Just you." Tempest replied before she lifted her arms and pulled Dron back down.

Their lips collided, and he could taste all that she was. Her hopes, dreams, and fears. He tasted all she was.

It was intoxicating.

Being away from her so long and finally being able to touch her was like an addict finally getting his next dose of the drug that had been taken away from him for so long.

Tempest dragged her hand down and pushed open Dron’s pants.

He growled loudly as she quickly grabbed hold of his primary sex organ. He gasped in pleasure as she slowly started to pump her hand up and down.

"Moon goddess, you feel so good." Dron whispered on a ragged breath. His hips were moving on their own.

Tempest hummed in appreciation as his body grinded down on top of hers. She spread her legs wide and he was placed in the perfect position to give her the most pleasure.

She was already soaking wet, her slick coating the pants he had yet to pull down and the bed underneath him.

It would be something that they would have to clean up, but he wasn’t worried about that. He’d build a whole new house after it was all said and done as long as no one disturbed them.

Dron quickly stripped himself of his clothes while Tempest did the same with the remaining clothes that she had on.

Soon they were tossing and turning on the small bed as best as they could.

"I need you now." Tempest panted.

"I know. I’m here, my temptation. Nothing is going to take me away from you." Dron replied and he hoped with all he had that he could keep that promise not only today but all the days to come.

He inhaled deeply and could smell the slick pooling underneath them. He wanted to taste her. Wanted to drink down her very essence, but his desire to feel her wrapped around him completely outweighed that.

Dron reached down and steadied his primary sex organ. His cock was so engorged it hurt just to wrap his hands around it.

He knew the pain would be worth it.

Slowly, he pressed the crown of his cock against her opening.

She whimpered as he slowly thrust inside.

All Dron really wanted to do was drill into her, banging her through the bed and the floor underneath. He knew better of that. His woman was fragile. She was softer and more prone to injury than any other omega. He had to be easy with her. Especially since it had been so long since they’d come together like this.

Dron kept his movements shallow at first. He could feel Tempest tightening around him, her body responding to every careful movement he made. Her legs wrapped around his waist and pulled him closer, forcing him deeper. Dron groaned at the sudden change. She wanted more of him, and Moon Goddess above, he wanted to give her everything she asked for.

Being inside her again was almost too much. He’d spent so long wondering what would happen when they were finally together. Whether the distance would change something between them. Whether the sickness he felt without her was proof that something was wrong with their bond.

He had been an idiot.

Nothing had changed.

If anything, the connection between them felt stronger.

Tempest leaned forward and pressed her lips against the side of his neck as Dron continued to move. He kept the rhythm slow, drawing out every movement because he didn’t want to rush this. He had missed her too much. Missed the way her body reacted to him. Missed the little sounds she made when he found exactly the right place.

"Oh God, Dron, more."

Her fingers curled into the sheets.

Dron watched her face change. He knew that look. Her breathing quickened, her body growing tighter around him until he could barely maintain the steady rhythm he’d been trying so hard to keep.

Then Tempest came apart beneath him.

She screamed his name and Dron nearly lost whatever control he had left.

His hips moved harder before he could stop himself. The slow pace he had been forcing was disappearing, replaced by the need that had been building inside him since the moment they were separated.

Tempest held onto him.

She didn’t pull away.

She never did.

Dron lifted himself enough to look down at her. He still couldn’t understand how she was real sometimes. How this strange human female had crossed an entire universe and somehow ended up belonging with him.

Not belonging to him.

With him.

There was a difference, and Tempest had made sure he learned it.

She looked up at him as if she didn’t understand why he was staring.

Dron couldn’t help himself.

He stared anyway.

She was beautiful. Flushed and breathless beneath him, her hair scattered across the bed, her eyes still locked onto his. He had spent most of his life believing the Moon Goddess had forgotten him. Looking at Tempest now made him wonder if maybe she had simply been waiting.

Tempest lifted herself and pressed a soft kiss against his lips.

The tenderness of it nearly destroyed him.

Dron growled and drove forward harder.

Tempest gasped.

Dron smirked.

There it was.

That little look she gave him whenever she realized he had done something intentionally just to get a reaction out of her.

Dron did it again.

Tempest’s expression changed.

He liked this.

Far too much.

Somewhere between one movement and the next, what they were doing became a challenge. Dron wanted to see how many times he could make her lose herself. Wanted to learn every new reaction her body could give him after their time apart.

Apparently, Tempest had decided she wanted the same thing from him.

Her hips suddenly began moving differently beneath him.

Dron sucked in a breath.

What was she doing?

The slow circles completely changed the sensation, and Dron tightened his hold on her instinctively. He tried to maintain the rhythm he’d established, but Tempest moved against him again.

His breath caught.

"Tempest..."

The little smirk that appeared on her face told him everything he needed to know.

She knew exactly what she was doing.

Dron narrowed his eyes at her.

Tempest widened the movement of her hips.

A tremble tore through his body before he could stop it.

Moon Goddess.

She was going to kill him.

Dron tried to regain control, but every time he managed to find his rhythm, Tempest changed hers. The steady movements he’d been so proud of became less coordinated. He was reacting to her now instead of controlling the pace, and judging by the satisfaction on her face, that was exactly what his mate wanted.

Dron leaned down to kiss the smugness from her lips.

Tempest immediately took advantage.

She caught his bottom lip between her teeth and bit down hard and fast.

Dron froze.

For half a second, neither of them moved.

Then a deep growl rolled out of his chest.

His mate wanted to play.

Dron could play.

Dron grabbed hold of her hands and pushed them up above her head. He locked her down there so she couldn’t move.

He leaned up and began thrusting hard into her. When she fought back he held her still.

"Dron, oh god, I can’t come again. It’s too much."

"You can and you will. I’ll make you come as many times as I like and you’ll love every second of it.

Dron thrusted harder and harder until the very bed underneath them gave way and they went tumbling to the ground.

Tempest squealed then laughed before she tried to crawl away.

The momentary separation set Dron on edge. He grabbed the back of her neck too hard at first before he quickly loosened his grip and simply held her still. He pulled her up until her rear was in the air and he thrust back into her.

It was a different sensation than what he could get if they were face to face. He felt as if he could get deeper this way.

His eyes rolled back as he continued to thrust into her with a fervor.

Tempest wailed another orgasm, and Dron could feel her inner walls clamping down on him hard.

He wanted this to last longer. Wanted this to go on for as long as the heart in his chest continued to beat but there was no way that he could stop the release he was about to achieve.

Dron roared so loud that he feared the walls around them would crumble. Dron came hard and with so much power some of his seed squirted out even past the growing bulge at the base of his primary organ.

He nearly died on the spot when Tempest reached down between her legs, picked some of it up with her fingers and put in her mouth.

"No waste." She mumbled before her top half slouched down to the ground.

She was absolutely spent.

And so was Dron.

His knot had already inflated, and there was no separating them at the moment.

He didn’t want there to be any separation. It didn’t matter where they were as long as they were together.

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