Asteroid by Viola Grace Page B

in the grip of the power and his head simply exploded.
    Sebena nodded and turned to the watchers. “You want, you do not accept, you desire, you do not take what is given and you would turn my power into a tool for your own advancement. This is not what I need. I need a voice and hands to help you flourish. Issul came to me lost and Sebena found me. These two are the balance that I need and that you need. They will help you and I will help them.”
    Sebena took Issul’s hand and they bowed to the assembled. They walked out of the throne room, leaving the pieces of Treesh behind. Karri followed with her head high and her bruises worn with pride.
    The punishment had been recorded and would be filed with the Alliance. For now, they had other matters to attend to. A joining cut short was not fun at all.

    Chapter Eleven
    As soon as Karri helped her out of the stiff and formal gown, Sebena wrapped the robe around her and watched as Issul began to remove his own clothing. Karri hung up the gown, bowed and left with a smile on her face. Her quarters were next door and in a few days, there was going to be an expansion of the Avatars’ quarters to allow for a dressing room and maid’s quarters. The high priestess of Zeering was going to be nearby at all times.
    Watching Issul strip was the best unwrapping ever. Each inch of skin came as a surprise and it seemed like forever since she had seen him unclothed. The dozen hours since they had last been alone were an eternity for her.
    She stood and played with her sash while she watched him peel his trousers off to free his peculiarly tipped erection. Sebena walked forward and took him in her hand. She stroked up and down along the hot, silken shaft.
    “I have never seen an image of a species put together quite like you.”
    His head was thrown back to expose the thick column of his throat. “Zeering has seen to it that I am one of a kind. As are you.”
    Her hand slowly explored the sharper tip of his penis, the small opening that called to her thumb. Precum began to come fast and furious at her touch and she realized that it was this that it had been waiting for. When she withdrew the light pressure, the flow ceased, but as long as her thumb circled, a steady emission slicked his skin.
    Issul tugged at her robe, unravelling the closure to expose the pale column of skin that she wore.
    She laughed and wrapped her arms around him, trapping his erection between them as she shifted her hips. Her body throbbed, her pulse picked up pace and she felt the same in his body. They moved as one, acted as one and fell to the bed as two, but he joined them quickly with a long thrust to her body.
    She lifted her legs to take him deeper as he moved with a hard and fast rhythm. She cried out when the pleasure mounted, groaned when he slowed to torture her with deep, measured thrusts and gasped when her first orgasm caught her by surprise.
    He continued to thrust within her and Zeering joined them in the bonds of pleasure. Energy burned along every nerve, driving her senses higher than she should have been able to stand until Issul’s body jerked into her and they connected via their link to Zeering. His pleasure became hers and hers his in that instant.
    Through the bridge between them that was Zeering, they rose high and a bright flare of power rippled outward as they clung together.
    Issul rolled them to one side and remained inside her, her leg draped over his hip. She sighed and snuggled close, but the horror of the dawn execution replayed in her mind over and over.
    “What do we do if they don’t stop trying to kill us, Issul?”
    I will remove them from my surface. I am not joking, Sebena. If they will not help their own people by surrendering to my choice, they will leave.
    She spoke out loud to keep Issul in the loop. “What if they have nowhere to go?”
    I will allow for folk to reapply for colony status, but they will not for one moment forget that they are here because I allow them