“I…I’m just embarrassed,” she said, shying her eyes away.
“Embarrassed?” he asked, brow bone furrowing.“About mating?”
“It’s just…I’m not usually like this.I like to get to know someone before hooking up with them,” she tried to explain.
“Hooking up,” he repeated, a puzzled expression on his face.
“Being intimate,” she tried.“We didn’t have sex, but we still…you still…”
“Licked your cunt?” he helpfully supplied.
Oh, Jesus.More pink flooded her cheeks.“Um, yes.”
“And you feel embarrassed about this?”
“A little bit.”
His frown deepened.He looked mildly offended actually and she worried that she’d insulted him.Was it rude to not want a second round of oral in his culture?Not that she didn’t want it…but she was worried things were spinning out of control.Everything was happening so fast and her emotions were all over the place.
“Do not be embarrassed, Kat,” he said.And she’d be lying if she said his attempt at her name didn’t create a fluttery feeling in her stomach.“Mating is natural.‘Hooking up’ is natural.It is a good thing.There is no shame in it.”
He was so sure in his view that she relaxed a little, a bit of the post-orgasm awkwardness draining away.Still…she didn’t know where this could go, if she even wanted it to go anywhere.Her only goal should be finding a way back to Earth, back to her home.If he could help her, fantastic.But if he couldn’t, then she needed another plan.
Tomorrow, she thought.For now, she needed to rest and recharge.Maybe tomorrow, after a good night’s sleep, she could figure out something.
Vaxa leaned his head down and nuzzled his horn against her cheek.The move was so unexpectedly charming that she found her lips lifting a little.His gaze found hers and he said, “You will let me know when you want me to lick your cunt again, yes?”
Oh boy.
SIX
Vaxa’an had never felt so much contentment in his lifetime as he did waking up the next span, his female tucked securely against his side as she slept peacefully.
A few times, during the night, he’d woken in a panic, wondering if he’d imagined it all.But when he felt her close to him, he relaxed back into sleep, squeezing her, afraid she’d disappear.She hadn’t woken once.Vaxa’an was a light sleeper, as were most Luxirians.They were taught during military training to wake at the slightest sound, a warrior’s instinct that never quite disappeared.Those who slept through the tests were severely punished, strapped up and whipped.And while Vaxa’an had been “corrected”—as the war generals liked to call it—many times during military training, being a heavy sleeper wasn’t one of the reasons why.
His Com beeped next to his sleeping platform.His female shifted when he answered, a hologram of Kirov appearing.
“Prime Leader,” his appointed technology advisor said.“Yourluxiva’s language has successfully been implanted among all Luxirians on board.”
Vaxa’an nodded.“Any incidents?”
“No.”
“Good.Inform Lihvan I will be on the training deck after the first meal.”
“Yes, Prime Leader.”
The Com line dropped and Vaxa’an relaxed back onto the bed, looking over at his female.His heart jolted when he saw she was awake and he frowned, rubbing his chest, the sensation new and unfamiliar.
-Mate.Breed.Fuck. -
His Instinct was becoming harder and harder to ignore because all he wanted to do was flip his mate over on her hands and knees and take her cunt hard from behind.It was a primitive position, meant for dominance, and Vaxa’an liked the idea of seeing her round backside as he mated her.
His cock was hard and weeping from the tip, the ridges lining it swelling with blood, readying to mate.
He rose up onto his elbow, looking down at her.After he’d licked her cunt in the washing stall, they’d finished cleaning up and then he took her to their sleeping platform for rest.She’d wanted to dress before sleeping, which confused Vaxa’an to no end, but he’d given her one of his fresh tunics and he’d mourned the loss of the sight of her breasts as she’d tugged it over her tempting body.
Although, seeing her dressed in his clothing also brought a surge of smug masculine satisfaction, appeasing his Instinct, and he’d pulled her close, inhaling her soft scent, and then welcomed sleep.She didn’t say much after their wash, but he could tell that the exhaustion of the span had weighed heavy on her.
