“I haven’t tested flying with both a mother and baby, but I’d be happy to practice with stones strapped to my back,” I suggested.
“Have you flown with an actual baby before?” She asked looking surprised.
“No,” I shook my head. “I’ve only practiced with heavy stones.”
“I see,” she replied with a pensive expression on her face.
“I’d be willing to help you practice. Maybe we could come back here some time. We can strap a stone to your back to see if a mother and baby could both fit.”
I wanted to tease her about putting off hunting practice, but I thought better of it. I’d much rather be flying Fatima to the beach then teaching her to make traps that she would never needto set. I would gladly hunt for her and her child for the rest of my days.
Fatima’s fingers intertwined with mine much like they had at dinner last night. She did not need to keep holding my hand, but I was happy she kept doing so. Her touch was both comforting as well as exhilarating. I wanted more. I wanted to explore every inch of her, but I would settle for holding hands. Anything Fatima gave me was a gift.
“Zander,” she spoke my name in a breathy tone that made my cock stir.
I turned to face her and saw a flash of the same longing I felt in my heart reflected in her eyes.
“Thank you for bringing me here,” she continued. “This means a lot to me.”
“I’d do anything for you, Fatima. You only need to ask.”
“Okay,” she breathed then leaned closer.
“I want to kiss you,” she continued as she leaned closer still.
I bent down and leaned into her. My heart was beating so fast I thought it might fly right out of my chest. I’d never been kissed before. It was more of a human custom than a Sirret one, but from the moment I saw Tarak kiss Gab-bae’s, I knew I wanted to press my lips to Fatima’s.
Slowly we leaned into each other until her soft lips met mine. The kiss was tentative at first, a shy exploration of something new, something delicate. But that shy tenderness soon faded to hunger as Fatima teased the seam of my lips encouraging me to open for her. Once I felt her tongue dancing along mine, I deepened the kiss and lifted her into my arms, hungry to feel her pressed against me.
Her tailless backside fit comfortably in my hands. She wrapped her arms around my neck and moaned as she met every kiss with a hunger of her own. The entire world faded away as we stayed locked together kissing and nipping each other as I grewpainfully aroused. I wanted to rip away the clothes the separated us and sink deep into Fatima until she moaned my name. I wanted to see her face go slack with pleasure as I licked her cunt drinking in deep of her essence.
A loud shriek broke the moment and we both looked up to find Jax flying above us. Fatima pulled away, and I set her down to help smooth out her rumpled clothes.
Jax landed next to us and excitedly dove into the hand speech I’d been trying to learn since he moved back to the village.
He made the sign for Kayla’s name and then a big belly.
“Is Kayla in labor right now?” Fatima asked and Jax nodded his head aggressively.
Then he pointed in my direction. Understanding dawned on me. Drovo and I had discussed how Kayla had wanted to give birth in a tub of warm water. It was something they did on the human home world and it was supposed to ease the pain that came with childbirth. Drovo had made a large wooden tub for her, and asked if I would help heat the water once it was filled up.
“We need to go. I told Drovo I would heat the water that Kayla wants to give birth in.”
“Right, her water birth plan,” Fatima nodded. The females had discussed this plan as well. They would coordinate a line of villagers that would go from the river to Drovo’s house to the tub.
I got down on one knee so Fatima could climb onto my back and once she gave me her signal I filled my arms with fire until my wings appeared.
Jax followed us as we flew through the air and we landed softly next to the line of villagers passing buckets of water down the path to Drovo’s house.
Everyone had formed the line, not just the human females. Everyone. The sight warmed my heart. This was the dekes I hadknown as a child. We would all pitch in to help each other. This was how it was until Dameron came into power. I was happy to see our old sense of community had finally returned.
Chapter 10
Fatima
As soon as we touched the ground, I rushed to find a spot in the water bucket line. There was a gap next to Beatrice near Drovo and Kayla’s house. The door was open and I could see a large wooden tub had been placed inside the main room. A pained moan sounded from behind their bedroom door. That must be where Kayla was laboring until the tub was ready.
Zander rushed to inspect the tub and seemed pleased that it was already nearly full. Drovo hurried over to him, and while I was too far away to hear their conversation, I could tell by his gestures that he was happy Zander had arrived and indicated exactly how much more water he wanted in the tub.
