Grace Goodwin - The Virgins - Complete Boxed Set

“Maddox, I’m—”

“Yes. Come for me, Cassie. Come all over my cock.”

I couldn’t hold back, couldn’t resist the sound of his frantic breathing, the growl of his words, the swelling of his cock. He was holding nothing back and neither could I.

I came then, my release hot and wild and so intense I forgot to breathe as colors flickered behind my closed eyelids. My pussy milked Maddox’s cock, eager for his seed. He didn’t deny me, for he stiffened above me, his cock thrusting deep and then pulsing, filling me with his essence.

Our palms still touched, I felt the connection between mates flowing between us. My pleasure wasn’t just from the bliss of an orgasm. It wasn’t the feel of Maddox’s release deep inside me.

I felt whole . Complete. I felt like I was in the one place in the world I had been born to be. Maddox felt like home. And although I knew the mark played a part in my feelings, I also knew that I didn’t care what caused this rush of emotion. Maddox was mine , and I would never give him up.

The claiming had brought us together, united us just as powerfully as his life-giving seed that filled me. I’d never been blessed with a child from my union with Charles, but I knew now why my marriage had not worked. My body was created for Maddox. My pleasure was his. My womb was for Maddox’s seed and no one else’s. I hadn’t understood the mark when Maddox had tried to explain it to me, but I did now. I understood why he’d said he would never leave me behind. I felt as if my body had been waiting for him, and so had I.

I could read his expression easily now. My mate hid nothing from me. I saw his possession, his pleasure, his need and they were a strong reflection of my own. I squeezed his hand, linking our fingers as he rocked in and out of me slowly, growing hard again as I stared into his eyes. A link had been formed through our joined marks, connecting us as nothing else could. This wasn’t an Earth marriage, but a celestial bond. Unbreakable.

He took me again, slower this time and I held him close, pulled his head to my breasts and ran my fingers through his long, dark hair as he tasted my skin. His hands thoroughly explored every inch of my body, settling on my ass so he could rock into me harder and faster.

He claimed my lips in kiss after kiss, his tongue fucking my mouth as his cock filled my pussy until he was everywhere. The world faded to nothing and I didn’t care that we were on a spaceship or that he wasn’t human.

I screamed his name as I came apart, not because he demanded it of me, but because he was mine.

Maddox

I took her over and over that night because I had to, because the heat of her skin and the roses and sunshine scent of her made my cock hard every time I got near. Not that I moved far from her.

We spent a day on the ship, resting and healing, talking and fucking until I’d had to use the ReGen wand on her twice to ease the soreness between her legs.

A fact that I found highly satisfying, even though I knew I was no better than an animal for feeling it. But I couldn’t help the instinctive urges overwhelming all good sense. Now that we were safely on board the ship, it was as if decades of discipline, of hard-won self-control fled before her feminine power.

I wanted her and she was mine. For hours that was all I could think about. It was not just me, for she was equally voracious, equally eager and insatiable.

While her dress was in the washing unit, I dressed her in one of my spare uniform shirts. It hung down almost to her knees, prompting me to notice the difference in our sizes. While she kept tugging on it, the length much shorter than what she was accustomed to, I was enjoying the view of her creamy thighs immensely.

Without her corset, the gray fabric clung to her curves like a second skin and I could see her nipples clearly. The old-fashioned garment was not something she would continue to wear. While I insisted she forgo the item of torture—a woman should be able to breathe and move easily—she considered her appearance indecent. I was enjoying the knowledge that she was naked beneath. I enjoyed the easy access to her body, and so did she. I held her, touched her, kissed her as much as I could, for I knew this brief interlude would not last.

Neron was still out there, and Maddie had yet to be avenged.

But for now, Cassie sat across from me in the food station poking at her lunch. Heaped on her plate lay a serving of rehydrated Varnon noodles and an assortment of dried meat from Everis.

She frowned and shoved at the green noodles with her fork. “These noodles look disgusting, but they taste like tart green apples.”

I shoved a heaping bite into my mouth and shrugged. I had no idea what a green apple might taste like. Swallowing my food, I pointed to the dried meat that had been harvested from a large bird on Everis, not unlike her chickens. “What of those, mate. Do you like them?”

Cassie speared a meat cube onto her fork, studied it. I wasn’t sure what her reaction might be to Everian rations. Every hunting ship was stocked with the same standard twelve meals. They had been formulated by our best nutritionists for maximum health benefits over long space voyages or even longer hunts.

She popped a small piece of the meat into her mouth and chewed slowly, considering her answer. “Well, it’s… interesting.”

“Is that all?” I chuckled at her attempt to be diplomatic. “They are military rations, and not designed for taste or comfort.”

“Well, that explains it.”

“Explains what?”

“All right, if you must know, the meat cube tastes like I’d imagine a three-day-old sock would, pulled fresh from a cowboy’s boot.”

My eyes widened at her very… apt description. Based on the one meal I’d had that she cooked and served at the boarding house, she was an excellent cook. While I hadn’t exactly known what I’d eaten, it was by far better than this benign fare. I would consider the rations terrible if I had her cooking as comparison. “That good?”

“Umm, better.” She shoved her plate aside and shook her head. “I hope the other options taste better, or we’re going to have to stock up on some supplies before I’m going anywhere with you.”

My heart leapt at her words. Going with you . Whether she realized it or not, she was accepting her future with me, a future that would not include living on Earth. Unable to stop myself, I bent across the table and claimed her lips in a kiss.

As I expected, she responded instantly, moaning and drawing closer. Her arms lifted and she buried her fingers in my hair, holding me to her. By the Divine, I loved the feel of those strong hands in my hair, tugging me to her with urgent demand, letting me know she needed me to touch her as badly as I needed to feel her softness under my hands.

Beep-beep-beep.

The rapid sound permeated the ship’s communication system and I pulled back from my mate’s hungry kiss with regret. It seemed the real world had caught up with us after all.

My hand wrapped around hers, I led Cassie to a communications panel and read the identification signature of the person hailing the ship. Whoever it was had the proper protocols and codes in place, but it wasn’t one of the others I’d traveled with. Thorn, Jace and Flynn had their own codes, and this wasn’t one of theirs. I wondered then if my brother or the Sevens had sent a second group of Hunters to help ensure our search and capture was finished as quickly as possible.