Forbidden (A Serian Novel) (10 page)

She looked up, eyes wide, unable to hide her shock. His unspoken words echoed clearly in her head. He needed her. The thought sent her reeling. Her first reaction was to put distance between them. With so many different emotions playing through her, she didn't care if he stayed.

Once inside, she leaned against the door, her body vibrating with energy. No matter how far she ran, they still seemed to be linked together, and with every moment, that connection grew stronger.

Her own mother died after she’d fallen in love. Now, with Anara being a runaway half-breed, danger already followed her, but Ryder had been an innocent bystander until she pulled him deep into the disaster she called her life. She was starting to believe he wasn't the one to turn her over to Jacrar. Maybe it was because Jacrar wanted Ryder to screw up and now everything fell on her.

"Anara?" Nasim's massive arms enveloped her.

"I don't know what to do. He's my Lamira, and there's no way we can be together. I've put him in danger . . . I've put all of you in trouble." Tears fell unwanted down her cheeks.

"You did what you needed to do. As for the Serian, he doesn't deserve you. Why do you care what happens to him? He's playing you for a fool. I just wish you could see the truth." His grip tightened around her.

Anara pushed him away with every ounce of her strength. How could he be so heartless? "You're the one who needs to open your eyes. Ryder isn't playing me! I'm not the scared little girl you remember. I've survived all these years on Seria without your help and I can survive now."

She grabbed her still unpacked bag and walked out the door.

She stomped down the beach muttering about how crazy men were. Without looking, she knew Ryder followed at a distance. She forced herself forward when all she wanted was to turn and run into his arms.

Chapter Sixteen

Ryder tried to stay away from Anara, and failed without regret. Her need to be with him amplified his need for her. She stayed strong, though he knew even she struggled to keep walking.

Mesmerized by the sway of her hips, Ryder adjusted himself. Before he realized, they both stopped and stood close enough to touch. Her heat and honey scent seeped into his very essence. He itched to run his hands through her golden curls, but her voice stopped him.

"This won't work,” she said, her back to his chest. “I want you with everything I am, yet our joining is doomed. Worlds are against us." Then she spun, curls bouncing, eyes gleaming with tears. "They will always be against us."

Cupping her face gently in his hands, he wiped away her tears with his thumbs, and kissed her without warning.

She hesitated at first, before her body settled into him. Arms wrapped around his neck, she gave in to him.

He jerked her tightly against him and lifted her until her legs wrapped around him and her warmth seeped through
his pants. Scared to let her go, he pushed his hands into her hair, and opened his eyes to a slight glow where their skin touched. His eyes drifted closed as he devoured her mouth with his own.

He dropped to the sand, careful to let his knees take the brunt of the fall, and still never let their lips part. A moan vibrated against his mouth.

Finally, he lifted away to see her. Her beautiful curls fell in disarray around her blushing cheeks, her breathing sounded labored, and her lips were swollen from his kiss. Hardened nipples reached for him as he discarded her shirt. Her small breasts fit perfectly in his hands, begged for his attention. He dipped down to sample.

The white glow grew brighter the more he touched her. It amazed him and made him want to explore every inch of her until her whole body glowed.

Her hips lifted to meet his, and her body writhed in frenzy as he took one hard nipple into his mouth.

The sounds of her groans and his pounding heart overpowered all others. Pleasing her became his only goal and, from the way her body bucked, he managed that with no problem. She shuddered.

He licked, suckled, and nibbled each breast until she begged for release.

Never in a million years would he have seen his life leading him there, with his Lamira. A creature so beautiful inside and out, making him scared to taint her with his touch.
But unable to stop.

"Ryder." His name slipped past her moist lips, sounding like more of a gasp.

Without thought, he removed her clothes. Finally, he got to the small cloth panties hiding what he wanted most. He ripped them off, and left her completely open to his view. Blond curls between her legs glistened with arousal. He nudged her legs apart for better access. Her body blushed under his gaze.

"You,
lenya
, are beautiful." He used his thumb to press against her swollen nub, and smiled at how the glow almost blinded him. He dropped his head to taste. A sweet and salty flavor pushed his taste buds into overdrive, and he couldn't believe he didn't explode inside of his pants.

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Her mind worked overtime.
Lenya
meant so many things. On Earth,
lenya
would be considered an endearment; sometimes it would even stand for love. Did he love her or did he say the word as an endearment? A small nip grabbed her attention, and she didn't care anymore what his words meant.

He licked and sucked until he drove her close to insanity. Feeling like she would float away, Anara shoved her fingers into his hair. Even as her mind seemed to shatter, she held tight. Warmth spread through her stomach until the ecstasy became unbear
able. She begged him aloud and inside her head.
Please, Ryder.

Please what?
He responded through their connection, which left his mouth to torment her into oblivion.

The contact felt intimate with only them able to hear. She didn't know if she begged him to stop or keep going.

He placed his palm against her stomach to hold her still, and with his free hand, slipped one finger, then two, inside her.

Her body stiffened before she exploded in what seemed like a million pieces.

Ryder continued to thrust his fingers in and out, as she rode wave after wave of pleasure. The muscles in her stomach bunched as she tightened around him and a loud scream echoed around her. She bit her lip when she realized the sound came from her.

Anara didn't know how long she lay there, body shuddering and surprised she still breathed. How did she or anyone live without the pleasure Ryder gave her?

A thought formed, sobering her up. She looked up at him. "What about you?"

Ryder lazily circled her bellybutton with his fingertip, and a unique white glow followed his touch. She shivered as she thought about where the same finger had been moments earlier, and she bit her lip to keep from moaning aloud. Her poor lip would be sore if he didn't stop.

"Me?" When he looked up into her eyes, she could see the truth. Satisfaction showed in his lazy grin, and the way his eyes darkened. "My pleasure came from hearing your scream and seeing your face flush bright blue from pleasure. I love that I can tell exactly how much you enjoy my touch by how bright the unusual light becomes. It is interesting and very arousing.”

She shivered. Even so, she wanted to please him. Maybe even make him cry out from loss of control, too. She shoved him onto his back and moved on top, then down the length of him.

His eyes grew darker. His lips lifted in the corners to form his mouthwatering smile.

Determined to give him everything he gave her, Anara couldn't stop her body as it shook nervously.

You don't have to do this, lenya.
His words formed in her head.

His need joined
her own and she felt how much he wanted her.

Her stomach fluttered with excitement as her fingers fumbled to unbutton the Earth pants he wore to blend in. He helped her ease the pants off his narrow hips. She sucked in her breath when he sprung free. Even with everything about sex being new to her, she was aware not all males could be as big. She pushed her fear aside and gripped him. The hard yet silky feel surprised her.

The bright light returned, but this time it glowed where her hand grasped him.

She felt his veins beneath her hands. His erecti
on looked a darker shade than the rest of his body, and she couldn't stop from licking her lips. Now she held him, with no clue what to do.

Erotic images popped into her head and she knew exactly where they came from. Her heartbeat quickened with the vision of her hand moving up and down. She mimicked the movement and smiled when his hips lifted and a groan escaped his lips. Crisp hairs tickled her hand
when she slipped it to the base, before bringing it back up to the tip.

Another vision took her smile away as images showed her licking and taking him completely in her mouth. With him being so large, she didn't know how he
could possibly fit. She remembered how she wanted to make him scream as he did her.

She went all in, taking the crown of him into her mouth, and received a gratifying growl. His large hands rested on her head, gently at first.
His erection felt hot inside of her, but not too hot. She liked it.

Did he?

She hummed. Ryder filled her mouth, his control shattered when he gripped her hair tighter and guided her head up and down in a steady motion. His pleasure rushed through her own body and eased her doubt. Anara lifted her head to leave a breath between her lips and his erection. She blew softly and peeked up at him to watch him throw his head back, and his eyes squeeze shut.

A small drop of liquid formed on the tip. She licked the salty bead slowly to get every bit of his essence in her mouth. His hands went to her hair and this time, he pulled her away, causing her to whimper with disa
ppointment.

"You have to stop before it's too late." His voice sounded strangled.

She started to protest, until he flipped her onto her back and then crawled his way up her body, coaxing her legs opened wide. His erection pressed against her entrance, and Anara bit her lip in anticipation even as her heartbeat quickened with fear. "I've never—"

He cut her off with a short, but demanding kiss, then broke apart and looked into her eyes. The muscles in his neck stood out and his arms shook as he held himself above her.

Without words, she knew right away he was giving her an opportunity to stop. She didn't want to, even if this would be their one and only chance. And how could she deny the raging need they both shared?

He lifted her hips for better access, and pushed against her, stretching her farther than she ever would have imagined. Needing more even as her body resisted, she pushed up to get closer to him. She gasped as his thick length breached her, sliding deep. The delicious feeling of being filled and stretched nearly overwhelmed her.

She felt a sharp sting and burning sensation, before a pleasure amazingly better than he’d already gifted her with replaced the pain. When he paused, then withdrew a little, she grabbed his hips, trying to pull him closer. She threw her head back when he pushed in slowly.

The heat she’d felt when she held him in her mouth now filled her in the most sensitive spot on her body. She looked down and saw the glow, then realized why he felt so hot. She didn't want it to end and jerked her gaze back up to his face.

He turned his attention from their connected bodies to focus on her.
Does it hurt?
He froze in place.

No! Don't stop.
She felt like she'd burn alive if he didn't keep going. Maybe she still would, but she didn't want him to stop.

She wanted to bite him when he chuckled aloud, and in her head, until he pulled back out to slam in deeper than before. Anara held onto him tight as her body seemed to fly higher, and higher. He muffled her scream with a kiss.

The feel of him sliding in and out of her, over and over, pushed her into her release. She cried out. No holding back. His body shook and his erection pulsed with his own climax as her muscles gripped him with force. She closed her eyes as the warmth spread deep inside her.

Seeing his head thrown back and his eyes shut nearly
sent her into a second orgasm. Looking back down at her, he stared at her with a smile on his face.

Everywhere he touched her with his body tingled from the aftermath. He slipped out and flopped onto his stomach beside her, never taking his eyes off hers. The emptiness between her legs left her feeling bleak, and she wanted more. She looked at both of their bodies to see that the glow disappeared. A sign that they’d satisfied each other.

The pale scars lining his back caught her attention. She leaned over to kiss one at a time. "What happened?"

His body tensed and she felt a wall go up in his mind as if to block her from seeing. She caressed his back with her hands and lips, until he finally spoke.

"I didn't do what I was supposed to and my father punished me for it. The bastard called me weak. I believed him. He liked to deal his punishment through torture and pain." He rolled over to show her the same markings on his chest and stomach. Those weren't as bad as the bigger scar across his neck.

"You're compassionate for others and no one d
eserves punishment for having a heart." She didn't understand the cruel life they lived. "Did he do this to you, too?"

He grabbed her hand when she reached toward his neck.

When he stood, her thoughts roamed to a different topic with his backside highlighted by the moon's glow. She jerked slightly when he spoke.

"Yes he did and I'm not compassionate. I was sent here to take you back to Seria. Don't you know what your punishment would be?" He looked down at her with regret.

"Of course, I know. I grew up not knowing if my family made it to Earth alive. Even now I don't know if the only father I knew is still alive, and my best friend was killed before we could escape together." She thought about the way Abarron cared for them and how Laili saved her life from a cruel man. She turned her face away to hide her tears. "Even with who your father is, I can't think bad of you. You're so much better than him."

Ryder lay back down and then pulled her into his arms, comforting her. "I'm sorry,
lenya
."

He wiped her tears away with his thumbs. "What was your friend's name?"

She cuddled against him. "Laili. She saved my life from a cruel and deceiving Serian."

His body stiffened, but he didn't let her go.

"You cared for him?" Jealousy laced his words.

She nodded
after realizing he knew that because of her thoughts. It was hard to hide when she felt so much pain and hatred for the Serian. "I thought I did. The whole relationship didn't mean anything. Everything he did is why trusting you has been hard, and still is. Except, I know what we have is real. My mind makes believing in us hard."