“So, what can you do?”
“Do? We give up our homes and seek asylum. None expected to be pursued as we were, but now that we know the extent they will go to capture us, we don’t have much of an option.”
Braxxos looked at the freed captives with a curious look in his eye. “I see not all are your people.”
“No. Gromm captured anyone he could profit from, not just us.”
“Then what of the others?”
Floxxia rolled her shoulders, sitting up a little straighter, her ever defiant grin shining bright. “We’ll take them with us. There’s plenty of room on the ship. But what about you, Braxxos? What doyouplan to do?”
He looked at the smaller scout ships and smiled. “Me? I’m going home. Home with my mate.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
The little scouting ship wasn’t much, but it had more than enough range to cross the continent with ease once it reached altitude. Braxxos had a basic knowledge of flight controls from his many digital lessons he’d studied over the years, but now he was putting that didactic learning to practical use.
The recordings were a loss, unfortunately, destroyed in the carpet bombing along with many other of his treasured valuables. But when he flew home to his treehouse, he’d been pleased to find the destruction had come up short, leaving it, and the immediate area around it, unscathed.
“And this is why we don’t put all our eggs in one basket, yes?” he said, kissing Margot as they stepped out of the hatch.
“Such a quick learner.”
“I do my best.”
“And your best is really,reallygood,” she replied with a look in her eye that could only mean one thing. “Think we have time to stay a little while?”
“You read my mind.”
The treehouse was just a stopover while they collected the few valuables Braxxos held dear. They had another destinationnow. One he hadn’t seen in a very, very long time. But first, they had something to do.
The treehouse shook from the intensity of their lovemaking, the pair absolutely ravishing each other with enough force to make leaves shake loose and drift to the ground below. Now that their Infalas had fully bonded, they were insatiable, and with Braxxos’s blood in her veins, Margot was very pleased to find she could take a hell of a pounding without injury.
“Yes!” she shouted in delight as he slammed into her from behind, her fingers digging into the wooden wall so hard she nearly splintered it. “Give it to me.”
His hands squeezed her hips harder as he pulled hard, yanking her back into him as he bottomed out with each thrust, his balls swinging forward and slapping her clit as he did.
The sensation was divine, and every impact made her clit sing and her insides churn like molten lava. They’d found their groove and were putting it to very good use.
His hand slid up from her hip, pausing and smacking her ass. She bucked from the sting, savoring the sensation, the pleasure and jolt of pain. He felt it too, his cock thundering away relentlessly inside her. He reached up and ran his fingers into her hair starting at the base of her head until his hand was full of her thick locks. He knew what she wanted, and he wanted it too.
He pulled firmly, squeezing just right, her head pulled back just enough to be fucking hot but not so much as to be unpleasant. With her back arched, her breasts stuck out in front of her at full attention, his other hand glad to reach around and play with her nipples, squeezing them and sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body.
Margot shook as she came hard, gushing all over his cock, her juices dripping down his legs and onto the floor. He didn’t care, nor did he slow his pace. He wasn’t done with her. Not yet. He wanted more.
Braxxos released her hair and spun her around, lifting her up and setting her on his tall counter, immediately driving his cock between her legs, filling her pulsating pussy to the limit with his vibrating shaft. She kissed him hard, biting his lip with a feral growl as she came again and again, her clit pressed right against his pelvis at that angle, his cock aimed just right, making her G-spot go wild with its vibrating rippling motion.
He groaned, low and deep, his balls pulling close to his body before erupting like a geyser inside her, still thrusting, still pulling her to him, taking them both well into their shared state of perfect bliss.
“Wow,” he said with a gasp when he finally pulled free, their mixed cum leaking out and flowing across the countertop.
“Yeah, you can say that again,” she agreed, sliding to her feet and cleaning up as best she could. “Quick stop at the waterfall?”
He pondered the suggestion a moment. “We have time.”
“Good. I want aproperrinse before we go. A girl’s got to make a good impression, after all.”
He chuckled and kissed her forehead then moved to collect what he’d really come for, digging through his prized possessions and sliding the chain over his head and tucking the pendant inside his tunic, then headed out with his love.
