Rathal pressed me hard into the wall, his body crowding me in, and held himself deep inside me. He rested his chin on top of my head and we stayed like that for several long minutes until our panting breaths slowed to normal. I dropped my arms from around his neck to snake under his arms and clutched at his back with both hands, my claws no doubt leaving little indents and he smoothed his hands up from my hips to my upper back, until we were hugging each other close.
The sweat cooling from my body made me shiver. Rathal squeezed me and then stepped back, finally pulling out leaving me with an odd hollow feeling, like he’d plunged so deep I’d never truly get him out—and let me slide down his body to my feet. My knees felt like jelly and my spine seemed more noodle than bone, but I stayed upright even though I wanted to sink to the floor and maybe lie there for a year or so. The mess created by both of us started to leak out of me and I winced at the sensation.
“Would you like a shower?” Rathal rasped.
I nodded my head and looked at him. He was gloriously naked. Truly, he was a god. All that black fur over heavy sculpted muscles had my libido rolling over out of her stupor and sitting up again. I wanted to slap my cheeks to check if this was real and not a dream. Rathal was one hell of a well made male. He was still hard and the sight of his cock now that I wasn’t desperate to have it inside of me intimidated the hell out of me. If I hadn’t already fucked him, I’d have laughed and told him hell no. But I had—and that beast of a cock had felt amazing. Even his balls were nice and I wasn’t one to look at a man's—or male's—ballsand thinkyummy, but here I was, wondering if I could fit both in my mouth at the same time or just one. They didn’t look like they were completely covered in fur, just smooth black skin, so I don’t think I’d have to worry about hair in my mouth. Though… being with a male that was covered in fur, I should probably get over having hair in my mouth. I was going to have hair everywhere. My mouth, my eyes, all over my clothes… There was no way I was ever going to work my mouth around his cock, not unless I had myself altered so I could unhinge my jaw. Was that a thing? Holy shit, I kinda hoped so. Because the thought of Rathal fucking my throat had goosebumps rising.
Wow. Invasion of the Body Snatchers. Who was I?
“Callie, my eyes are up here,” Rathal quipped and I blushed, jerking my gaze to his face and out of my raunchy fantasies. I rolled my eyes when I found his arrogant smirk firmly back in place.
“Those were some naughty thoughts you were having just now while you eye fucked my cock, Callie. Tell me, what were you thinking about?”
I had the distinct impression that if I told him I was thinking about sucking him, I’d find myself bent into a pretzel on the library floor with Rathal buried deep enough in my pussy that I’d get my wish and taste him.
“Uh… nothing?” I answered lamely.
His grin was wide and toothy. “Lies. But I will let you rest for the moment. Again, would you like a shower?”
I would not pout. It was beneath me. “Yes, please.”
When his grin widened further into Cheshire cat territory, I giggled.
Fucking.
Giggled.
“Something amusing?”
I shrugged helplessly. “I don’t know how to act. You’ve gone and fucked me a new personality. What now?”
He chuckled ruefully and reached out to take my hand. He brought my fingers up to his lips and kissed them. “We act as we are. A couple. Joined together through trial and error. You are mine and I am yours.”
I snapped my fingers. “Just like that? One round of sex and all is forgiven and resolved and we just move forward like nothing happened?”
Rathal snorted and pulled me into him, wrapping his arms around me in a tight hug. Ugh. He really was the softest thing I’d ever touched and I couldn’t help snuggling into him.
“And why not? What’s stopping us?”
I paused. He was right, there really wasn’t anything stopping us but my own ideas of right and wrong.
“And I’ll have you know thatthattype of sex would cure most any ills. I’m damn near a new male. The slate is clean. I am undone and remade.”
As compliments went, that was a pretty damn good one. I rubbed my cheek against his soft—soooooo soft—chest and smiled.
“Callie,” he murmured, rubbing his cheek against my hair, “this was not some idle fling nor are you some conquest I wish to notch on my bed post, as the saying goes. It meant something to me. This was not simply sex for me.”
He pulled me away from him just enough to meet my eyes. His face had grown serious. “My kind do not mate the way Rijiterans do. We don’t have the scent guided hormonal certainty that we’ve found the one.” He stroked his fingers across my cheek, his eyes growing warm. “We do things similarly to humans, through courtship and familiarity, though we don’t take nearly as long to make up our minds as you silly Earthlings do.”
I huffed a laugh at that. He was sort of right. In a lot of places, we humans dated forever before deciding on the long term, but there were plenty of humans who fell in love at first sight or got married after only weeks or months of meeting their person, but I got his point. Aliens moved fast. I was starting to understand why too. With no societal pressure to conform to the norm, what was the point of waiting? Humans were a judgy lot and I’d been holding myself to Earth standards out here in space, and maybe it was time I let all that go and just lived in the moment. I think having frenzied sex with Rathal against the wall in the dark abandoned library was a pretty good start.
Rathal tapped my nose with his finger. “Pay attention, female or spankings are in order. I owe you for that quip from your earlier escape anyhow. You owe me a debt. Don’t make me collect.”
I grinned at him, wriggling my eyebrows. “Maybe I like being spanked.”
Chuckling, Rathal shook his head. “I’ll remember that for later. But as I was explaining before you so rudely drifted from my very serious conversation—we do mate. We are monogamous. And contrary to popular belief, I was never the philandering male, even if I cultivated that persona to add a certain type of charm to my reputation. My lovers were few and were carefully chosen. They were friends that I cared about.”
He cupped the back of my head and pressed his forehead to mine. “You—you are something special. I cherish you. I want to be only with you, for as long as you will have me. My hope is that will be forever as I am certain I will never find another quite like you. I mean to hoard your love for myself once I earn it. This was a mating for me. I want you to know that so that there will not be any doubts that crowd into that overthinking mind of yours later when you are alone long enough to start worrying about your actions.”
