Dark Nine [18+]

Chapter Fifty-Five

Diana's POV

Alpha Centauri's cock is hot across my tongue, thick and perfect for pleasure. I can't help but think bad things, things Cinta must have thought of at some point. They were like whores. Perfect fucking-machines – when they were serving their female.

Maybe I think that evil thing because I'm afraid of the 'lack' that I feel.

A lack of control. Or... no control. Not with him.

I lick off the head of his cock after tasting the shaft, and I keep my lips shut as I taste the lingering metallic and masculine spice in my mouth.

I gulp down my heavy need.

When I close my eyes, two tears I didn't even know were there, seep out and run down both cheeks.

Grief.

"You just killed her," I whisper, terrified of my own thoughts, "We shouldn't –"

I feel Alpha Centauri's hot breath over my temple, his voice dark and heavy just like his venom, "She's inside me, Diana."

The Estori says this fact both plainly and confidently.

He is all knowing; about death.

It was an eternal darkness humans didn't understand anything about.

Kors understood death intimately.

I immediately feel relief and a better sense of peace. From his confidence alone.

I peer through open eyes and see Alpha Centauri carefully watching me, concern evident in his dark orbs. I'm looking into a dark blue abyss. I had never looked so closely into his own soul before. I just stare back... and I do not see cruelty in the dark.

I see something completely beyond my own understanding, yet even so it is right there in front of me.

"I want you inside me," I whisper it, a small admission of vulnerability.

I watch Alpha Centauri's fangs drip with venom.

I spontaneously lean up to lick over three of his fangs, tasting exactly what he is feeling right now.

Oh shit...

I am slammed back with the weight of that new feeling that rushes through me.

No Kor had ever tasted like that to me before.

"That's the power," Alpha Centauri murmurs, sexy and open about letting me in on his little Kor secret.

After a fresh feed.

That's what he felt like.

Pure light essence mixed in with the abyss of dark matter, finding a home where there is nothing. Power sparked from the polarity.

"That feeling scares me," I whisper that as Alpha Centauri's midnight lips get closer to mine, as he leans down for me, his dark long hair caresses my skin and his hands also reach for me. I open my lips but don't kiss him, as he just breathes in my air, and I feel his hands run over my ribs, past my breasts to my back, down my spine and under my ass as he lifts me up.

One second, I'm on the throne, the next I'm lifted like a feather into his hard torso. I put my hands to the Estori's chest, smoothing them over his shoulders, my face level with his as he holds me up to match him.

As Alpha Centauri leans one foot on the throne, he never stops looking into my eyes.

"...what do you feel... human?" Alpha Centauri asks me, "If anything?"