Vaxa’an clasped Kirov’s shoulder.All six of them had gone through military training together.Nothing formed stronger bonds than that, except blood and matehood.
“The Fates watch over you, my friend,” Vaxa’an said and then he stepped away.He cast a glance down to his female, only to find her observant eyes watching their exchange, taking everything in.He would deal with his people once they reached Luxiria.Most would accept her, but a small faction most likely would not and those were the warriors that would challenge him.“Come,” he said to her.
Kirov left them, making his way back to his post at the command center.The hallways of the spaceship were brightly lit, but the meal deck was dim, emulating the communal meal hall on Luxiria.Only a few of his men lingered on the deck from the night watch, already finished with their meals but taking the time to socialize with one another.All three stood from their seats when he entered, giving him the proper greeting.
“Why did they stand?” Kat questioned once they’d taken a seat at one of the tables, her eyes roaming the meal deck.She seemed so curious about her surroundings that she seemed to have forgotten her anger towards him, if only briefly.Her gaze flitted from his men, to the dark amber light sconces on the wall, to the silver pad installed into the table.
Vaxa’an relaxed.He had the urge to pull her to him so that she could perch on his lap, but there were eyes watching.It wouldn’t be appropriate.He settled for resting a hand on her bare thigh under the table, feeling his Instinct purr in contentment.
Kat shot him a sideways glance and pushed his hand off, flicking a gaze over her shoulder at the men that remained.His lips twitched.
“They stand to show their respect,” he answered.
“Why?They don’t stand for each other,” she observed.
“I am the Prime Leader,” he said, feeling his chest swell with pride.
“The Prime Leader.What does that mean?You’re like…the captain of the ship or something?”
Vaxa’an leaned forward, pushing into her space, and his female’s breath hitched, her eyes flickering down to his lips although he didn’t know why.His nostrils flared and he gritted his teeth when he smelled the faint traces of her arousal.It was light enough that the others would not sense it yet, but his Instinct didn’t like the idea that they would know eventually.He wanted no other male to scent his female except him.
“Leave us,” he rasped in his language to the other men, knowing they were done eating.Immediately, they stood from their tables and left the meal deck, the doors whooshing closed behind them.
Kat frowned at him but then gasped when he plucked her from her seat and placed her in his lap, her shapely thighs straddling his waist.
“Hey, put me back!” she said, struggling against his hold.His cock reacted, engorging with even more blood, and he pushed into her, his hips moving with a mind of their own before he forced himself to cease.When she felt his stiffened cock, she stilled.
Vaxa’an slid his palms up from her hips, marveling at how small her body was in comparison to his.He brushed the sides of her breasts, watching her nipples stiffen to points beneath his tunic.He rumbled in satisfaction.The Fates had blessed him with a fine, lush mate, indeed.
“I am the leader to our people,” he said, leaning forward to scent her exposed neck.He was rewarded with a breathy sigh and he was pleased, thinking that he was already forgiven for their argument earlier.When another dizzying wave of her arousal hit his senses, he growled, his Instinct urging him to bend her over the table and mate hernow.
Vaxa’an pushed a hand up her exposed thigh until he reached the seam of her cunt.His mouth watered, wanting another taste of her perfectvaxix.Every span, he vowed.He needed a taste of her every span or surely he’d lose his mind.
Kat trembled when his fingers found her wetness, and he sought out the small little bud she’d called her ‘clit.’She liked it when he touched her there.
“Ohh,” she breathed softly when he nudged it, drawing moisture from her slit as lubricant.His female softened for him and he smiled, beyond pleased that she was a sensual creature, one that appreciated physical pleasure.For all of her stubborn words, she seemed to forget herself whenever he touched her.He wondered if he could use that to his advantage when convincing her that she would stay with him on Luxiria.
As if she could hear his thoughts, she began shaking her head, her cheeks flushed that enticing color.Kat pulled his hand away from her cunt and pressed it against his chest.
“No,” she said, her voice wavering a bit, her strange eyes slightly glassy.“No,Vaxa.We need to talk.No touching.Put me back in my seat.Right now.”
His brow bone shot up.“You do not wish to orgasm?”
“Not right now,” she snapped.“Put me in my seat.”
Vaxa’an leaned back in his chair, studying her, but he was in no rush to do as she’d commanded him.She needed to learn thathewas the one in charge.“You will stay here,” he said.Her eyes narrowed and he blew out a breath, sensing a needless fight.“But we will talk.I will not touch yourvaxix.You have my word.”
A compromise.It tasted almost as bitter as a defeat, but the pleasure of having his female perched in his lap made it all worth it.Besides, he had a feeling that there would be a lot of compromises in their future…he had better get used to them early.
His female processed his words, the scent of her cunt still lingering in his nostrils, firing his blood, spurring on his Instinct.
“Fine,” she said, shifting her thighs.Immediately, he regretted his words.How could she expect himnotto touch her?She inhaled, as if trying to calm herself.“Now, what do you mean you’re the ‘leader of your people.’”
Vaxa’an huffed out a breath.Leaning forward, he placed his palm on the silver pad installed on the table.He ordered two servings of the first meal, wondering how much sustenance his female required.A moment later, a compartment opened on the metal table and two heaping plates of food appeared.They were travel rations, having already been prepared, and simply heated on board the ship.Vaxa’an reached beyond Kat to pull them close and plucked off a piece of meat.
“My sire was the Prime Leader, as was his sire, and the sire that came before, and so on.When my sire passed from this world and into the next, I took his place as leader.I am not just the ‘captain’ of this ship,luxiva.I am the ‘captain’ of my species.”
“So,” she whispered, “I landed myself royalty.”
