The Virgin’s Cyborg by Candice Gilmer
Epilogue
Wrathin and Veta were loading up on the small ship they were taking to get the others.
Jedriek had a moment, and he wanted to speak to Eleanor.
"Imperial Princess," he said.
She turned and stared at him like he was crazy.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"I, I wished to speak to you before we left."
"Sure, what's going on, Jedriek?"
"We spoke before about my Craving. The desire."
"Yes."
"But I had always assumed that was all I could experience, considering we could not mate."
She stared at him as he spoke, but she didn't say a word, which only made what he had to say that much harder.
He ran his hand over his head. "I do not know what the future holds, but you have a special place in my soul. I know not what it is, for I've never felt such a thing before. However, you're critical to me."
"And you are important to me as well."
He nodded. "Good. I just..."
"What is it?"
"Jedriek, come on!" Veta called out.
He inhaled a breath. "I want us to find a way to be together."
Eleanor stood there.
It seemed an eternity.
It was zero-point-seven seconds.
"I do too."
He smiled.
She smiled back.
He pulled her into his arms, and they started to kiss. Her little arms wrapped around his neck, and he pulled her up to him. Their kiss was hard and frantic, and she put her hands in his hair. His Craving roared to life, and he felt almost possessed by it.
By her.
He was possessed by his passion and desire for Eleanor. Unlike any female, he'd ever known. He would never get enough of her. Ever.
He would die for her.
Today.
If that's what needed to happen to protect her.
And it wasn't any protocol talking. This was purely him. His primitive side.
His Rhimodian.
He moved to the nearest hard surface--the wall. Pressed her against it.
Hard and frantic, his hands went over her sides, feeling her breasts.
She groaned and sighed as he touched her. He rocked his hips into hers, and she moaned. She started pulling open her clothing until he had access to her breasts. He ran his hand over them, twisting and playing with the nipples. The more she moaned, the more he did.
"Jedriek!"
Eleanor smiled and wiggled against him.
He pulled off her bottoms, and in a moment, his own flight suit disappeared, and he impaled her. She felt so amazing, wrapped around him. Both externally with her legs and internally around his cock. He'd never felt anything that made him feel so complete like she did. He rocked into her, and she cried out as he increased his pace to bring her to a quick completion. She panted as he thrust a few more quick times, his own orgasm taking him hard.
In a moment, they both were panting, a sheen of sweat on his brow.
"I need to go," he whispered.
"Hurry back," she said.
Their eyes met.
"I promise."