They spoke in Luxirian briefly while Kate continued to look around.Her feet padded softly on the exposed floor, making a lightswish-ing sound, as she ventured deeper inside.
Behind her, she heard Kirov’s name spoken, one of the first Luxirians she’d met and when she turned around, she saw Bidan boarding a similar hovercraft on the terrace before powering it up and disappearing.
“I have sent him to get a language implant,” Vaxa explained.“For your English.”
With his accent, he pronounced it more like ‘Ang-lesh,’ and for some reason, Kate found it unbelievably charming.
“Is this like your Earth dwellings?” he asked, coming up beside her, running a hand down her spine.
“Actually,” she murmured, her eyes returning to the space, “it is very much like an Earth ‘dwelling.’”
Although, she hadn’t seen a kitchen yet.The ‘living room’ seemed to be the nucleus of the house since she saw multiple hallways branching off of it, where she assumed the bedrooms would be.There were three hallways on the right and just one to the left.
Vaxa brushed a hand through her hair and then said, “Come, I will show you more.”
TWELVE
Vaxa’an led her through their home, showing her the two other quarters at the back of the dwelling.One had been his own quarters when he’d been a youth, before being sent away to military training.The other had been his blood brother’s.His lips pressed together when he saw it.He hardly ever visited these quarters as there was no reason to.One span, he hoped they would be his own offspring’s quarters, a wish that had hardly seemed possible before now.
The other section of the dwelling was his work room.His Com was set up to connect to the main command center database.He spent much time there, more than he should, but until now, there had been nothing else that motivated him besides the safety of his own people.
They were a warrior race, that was true.But Vaxa’an tried to do everything in his powernotto start warsorto fight in them, if it could be helped.Many species sought after Luxirian weapons and blades and their pure, unadulterated strength.Vaxa’an had fought wars in space and on alien planets where he could hardly breathe, planets so cold that sometime he still felt the chill in his bones.He’d seen more death than he’d wished to ever see in his life span.He didn’t relish the thought of unnecessary Luxirian blood being spilled on foreign planets.
But sometimes war was essential for peace.He knew this.His sire had known this and his sire before him.
After showing Kat his work space, he led her back into the center hub before approaching the hallway that led to their own quarters.Inside was their sleeping platform—much larger than the one on his ship—and a resting area with a fire pit, much like the one in the main hub.There was a window overlooking the terrace, which overlooked Luxiria in the direction of the plains of theRavrax’torand subsequently, the outpost watched over by Rixavox.
Beyond their sleeping platform, there was another door which led to their washing room.Inside was a large sunken bath, wide enough to swim in.Luxirians loved to soak in hot baths; it was almost like a religion.The washing stalls were not as popular and were usually only equipped on ships where physical space was limited.
Vaxa’an looked out the window, towards theRavrax’tor, feeling anticipation build within him.That was where theravraxia,the traditional mating ceremony, would take place, where he would take his female soon.Very soon.His Instinct was leeching more and more of his control every span and he wondered how much longer he’d be able to wait until he claimed her fully.
Once he finished giving her a tour, he turned to her, worrying that she might not find their dwelling suitable.“Is it to your liking, female?”
His Kat glanced up at him, looking at the large bath, which was steaming lightly.Moisture dotted her brow.The heat felt good to Luxirians; they tended to have colder blood than other species.He made a mental note to make a visit to Privanax, who worked in the labs.Perhaps the older Luxirian could research human biology and tell him more about his mate and her needs.They’d never needed to research the human species before now.
“It’s…” she said quietly, “it’s wonderful, Vaxa.”
Relief flooded his veins.“You will enjoy living here?”
“Yes,” she nodded.“For the month, I mean.”
His chest squeezed, lips turning down, and he led her back into the hub, not knowing how to reply.His eyes caught on his Luxirian crystal, displayed on top of a column that reached the middle of his waist.It floated in mid-air, twirling and humming.It had been in his family for generations.It was one of the most perfect Luxirian crystals ever found…and it would be more than enough to power one of his vessels to take her back to the Fourth Quadrant, back to Earth.
He glanced away, pushing back his shoulders.She said she’d give him one lunar cycle.He would just have to convince her not to leave…and he planned to beverypersuasive.
Vaxa’an turned to his female, purring at her closeness.The night before, he’d felt cut off from her, a sudden wall between them that he didn’t know how to breach.But now…he knew he needed to get a response from her.He needed to remind her that he was her male and that she desired him just as much as he desired her.
His horns straightened in anticipation and he crouched down in the resting area, leaning back against his furs and the embroidered pillows that lined the pit, before stretching his long legs in front of him.
Kat stared, lips slightly parted.
“Come, female,” he purred.
Her pupils dilated and then she hesitantly moved towards him, dropping down to her knees at his side, before he reached out to tug her onto his lap, her thighs straddling his groin.He held back a groan when he sensed her heat above his thickened cock.His nostrils flared.He scented her intoxicating arousal.
“Vaxa,” she murmured, uncertain.“What—”
He cut her off with a kiss and she inhaled sharply, the sound whistling between them.Vaxa’an growled, pushing closer, tangling his fingertips in her long, soft hair.His tongue massaged her own and she gave a breathy little sigh before finally giving in to him, relaxing against his body.
