Do I increase to match her speed?
I place my hands on her hips, not sure if I want to slow her movements or if I want to speed up and go deeper. I want both at the same time, even though it’s not possible.
Her back arches, and her channel clamps down on my meq as she gives a low moan. I do not know much about humans, but I am fairly certain that she has experienced pleasure.
I risk moving a little quicker, and a little deeper. And when she doesn’t tell me to stop. I keep going. It only takes me two more thrusts before I am spilling into my mate.
15
ALISHA
Hrad takes instructions in bed, or on the forest floor, better than any other man I have slept with. He didn’t fuck around with rhythm and timing. And while I did the finger work, he has no idea how good his cock felt. I’m so glad he has more than one pleasure bump because mmm I enjoyed every single one of them, even though he is a bit on the large size.
I’m still feeling the aftereffects now, although that is because we rushed and I could’ve done with a little more warm-up. Is there ever enough warm-up before taking a mate?
Hrad is now my mate. It’s a weird thought. I think we’re both thinking about what happened as he’s been quiet on the walk back to the ship—and not only because we have reverted to silent communication. However, when I glance at him, he smiles, so he can’t regret it that much, can he?
As we approach the ship, I stick close to him, and we crawl the last dozen meters on our bellies. The netting is still draped over the ship. One of the warriors is pacing, while the other fiddles with our gear. Hugh’s body has been dragged to the side and left out for the wildlife even though there are body bags on the ship…but they don’t know that.
Next to me, Hrad is jamming our signals or something. There is the now familiar static on my skin, plucking at the hairs on my arm.
I draw in a breath and exhale slowly.
It’s time to put the plan into action. If it can be called a plan. It’s more like half a plan with a fair amount of hope sprinkled on for good measure.
I am the distraction, which is not my preferred role. But while they’re looking at me, it gives him the opportunity to stun them. We will only kill them as a last resort.
I slide my hand next to his.You ready?
He nods without looking at me.
I need to get up and run into the clearing, but I hesitate. Then his fingers cover mine and tighten for a second.If this all goes badly, I have enjoyed being your mate.
My eyes prickle as if I’m about to cry, which is ridiculous. I lean in and kiss his cheek.It will not go badly. We have plans to keep.
My tongue awaits your next lesson.
That might be the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me. I grin, trying to suppress the ball of anxiety in my stomach.And I look forward to giving it.
I break the connection and move slowly into a crouch while neither of the warriors are looking in our direction. Hrad moves away from me, as he will enter the clearing at a different point. I count to twenty as planned, draw in a breath and stand. I wait another heartbeat before breaking into a run and thrashing through the undergrowth. “Oh my god there’s something chasing me, help!”
Both warriors turn. One of them drops whatever he was toying with. Sparks form between the fingers of the closest one. I don’t know if they’re intended for me or the imaginary creature chasing me.
With both of them looking at me, Hrad steps into the clearing. He is much closer to the ship than I am. He lifts his sword, and an arc of blue electricity reaches the warrior examining our things. He falls over before he has a chance to fight back.
The standing one turns to face Hrad.
“Hey, asshole. Over here,” I snarl, my gun aimed at his chest.
But he doesn’t look at me, and from the expression on Hrad’s face, they are doing that jamming battle. It’s then that I notice the markings on Hrad’s neck and hands are glowing.
He is in rut. I’ve read that it’s a dangerous time when the males are stronger, and more ferocious, driven by the need to protect their mate. In this case, me. The other warrior’s markings also glow, though much fainter. It’s not safe for me to touch either of them. However, it is safe for me to shoot him in the leg.
I lower my aim and fire.
The warrior crumples, and Hrad zaps him.
I pull ties out of a pocket in my pants and bind the bleeding warrior’s wrists behind his back.
