they were actually quivering under her touch. This powerful man was hers.
His hands pushed her down against cock urgently. She took the hint, bobbing her head up and down more quickly. More liquid was seeping out of him now. She could taste the salty warmth in her mouth. His breathing was harsh in the morning air. She sucked him in time and again. Her jaw was starting to ache a bit, but the slight discomfort was nothing compared to the pleasure she knew she was giving him. She felt strong and powerful, completely in control of the warrior who lay before her. It made her feel almost giddy.
His hands gripped her head more tightly, and he gave a long, low moan. He was close to coming. She could tell every muscle in his body was rock hard. She sucked against him as hard as she dared, and he pushed her face down into his cock again, fingers tightly wound in her hair. She gripped him with her mouth, sucking and massaging him with her tongue, and then he exploded with a groan.
The wave of hot seed hit her and she swallowed, gulping each time he shot into her.
His orgasm seemed to last forever. Finally his hands released their tight grip on her head, and she slowly pulled away from him. She sat up, looking over his relaxed, spent body lying on her bed. He smiled up at her, his face softer than she'd ever seen it.
"Thank you," he said quietly.
"You're welcome," she answered, blushing hotly. "I'm not quite sure why I did that…"
"Well, I appreciated it a great deal," he said, a touch of humor on his face. "I'm not really worried about the analysis."
She laughed, then cuddled up next to him. He tucked her into the crook of his arm, hugging her to him.
"So what now?" he asked finally. She stilled, unsure of what to tell him. Then she spoke.
"I still don't think you have a place in my life permanently," she said softly. He grew still against her. "I don't need or want a man, Jax. I know you're not like Calvin was, but I still don't plan to open myself up like that again. But we have a deal, and it's pretty silly to pretend that I don't enjoy sharing a bed with you. Let's just enjoy ourselves for the next two and a half weeks. I don't want to think beyond that."
Jax stayed silent for a moment.
"All right," he said finally. "If that's what you want."
"It is," she said firmly. "I don't think I can handle anything more than that."
Chapter Five
"Jax," Mali asked, delicately licking a bit of porridge off her finger. "How long are you going to stay with us?"
Jax and Sarai shot each other a glance across the kitchen table. Sarai started to speak, but to her surprise, Able cut her off.
"He's going to be here another week, and then he's leaving," the boy replied firmly, a hint of satisfaction in his voice. "Isn't that right, Jax?"
"Yes," Sarai said. She met his gaze and held it. "Jax will be leaving in another week.
We've had a very good visit with him, but he can't stay forever."
"Why not?" Mali asked, looking at her mother in confusion. "Don't you like it here, Jax? I thought you liked us."
"I do like it here," Jax said, thinking his answer through carefully. "And I would very much like to stay with you. But I don't think your mother is quite ready for that, and I don't want her to be unhappy. Making your mother happy is very important to me."
"But if you leave I'm going to be unhappy," Mali said, lower lip quivering.
"Sweetheart, this is a grown-up thing," Sarai said quietly. "Just because Jax came to visit us doesn't mean he can stay and live with us. He has his own life. He's a soldier, you know. He has to go and fight the empire with his people."
"Soldiers die sometimes," Able said, a smug note in his voice. Mali burst into tears.
"I don't want Jax to die!" she wailed
"I'm not going to die—" Jax said, but he was cut off by Sarai's tight voice.
"Able, go to your room!" Able stomped out, glaring at all of them. Sarai sighed, then got up and moved over to Mali. She picked the little girl up and held her