The dumb thing beating in my chest didn’t need more
Melanie
I’d been here for a week and my husband still wouldn’t stick that giant cock of him into me. Not that I was left sexually frustrated—I had come so many times in the past seven days that my clit felt like it might fall off.
My back arched as I was once again overcome with bliss. Ghauro’s lips were closed around the sensitive spot between my legs, arms like bands of steel around my thighs and my hand gripping his horns like my life depended on it.
As I was finally coming down from my high, his lips traded their relentless devouring for soft kisses, first on the inside of my thighs, then my belly and up to my breasts to ultimately end up in my neck, jaw, and mouth, settling his large and toned body between my legs.
“Good morning,assa perti,” he whispered as he kissed the sensitive spot under my ear. “How are you feeling today?”
“I’m good,” I said and my stomach fluttered as he rubbed his forehead against mine. “And you?”
“I am good too.”
Forsome reason, what he said was a ‘term of endearment’ didn’t translate. He conveniently refused to explain, saying that he would tell mein time.
In time for what? I was tired of waiting! We missed my first ovulation and it would take us at least another month to get me pregnant—if he even tried…On top of that, my stupid heart was falling for that hulk of a man. I kept having to remind myself that I couldn’t stay here. Couldn’t leave my grandmother behind. What if she was already dead? She couldn’t go outside anymore as the polluted air made her asthma attacks too violent for her frail body. Ernesto did her shopping and happily stayed with her to cook a few times a week, but without his paychecks coming, would he still even bother to? He was a friend, but the guy still had to put food on his own shelves and make rent…
“You look upset,” Ghauro said, studying my face.
His pale green, yellowish eyes looked through mine, directly staring at the wheels turning in my brain. He could always tell when I got lost in my own head, and I both loved and hated him for it.
Yes.Loved. My heart was weak and this man was relentless in his care and attention toward me. The dumb thing beating in my chest didn’t need more.
“I just—” I stopped, closing my eyes and letting out a tired exhale. “I don’t know what we’re doing.”
His head tilted to the side, confused. “We are talking after waking up to find pleasure in each other.”
So literal… “Yes, Iknowthat. I mean…I thought we were supposed to make a baby. Solve a fertility issue. Do this fast tosee if it works, so the program could send more humans here and help you not to goextinct.”
He nodded. He’d gotten good at it. “We are.”
“Then why are wewaiting?” I groaned in frustration. “As much as I love the time we’re spending together, why are we staying cooped up here if it’s not—”
“We are following traditions,” he interrupted me softly. “Mated couples are to be left alone with each other for seven days before they can go back to their clan.”
“Seven…” I counted in my head. We were on day eight.
“Today we are going to the clan. It is the perfect timing.” His face lit up with a joyful grin. “It is the first day ofMalakith. My people are celebrating before crops are being planted in the upcoming weeks.”
“Malakith?” I asked, repeating the strange word.
“It lasts one month. It is the start of the growing season.”
“And we’re going?”
Ghauro rubbed his forehead against mine with a serene face. “Yes. You will meet my people. See my family.”
Anxiety rose to my chest. “And you…you will go back to your occupation?”
He shook his head. “Thanato is taking the chief seat for the following year. He is my brother. It is also tradition for chiefs of clans to step down for a full year after they are mated.”
His hand roamed the side of my thigh reverently, his length hardening between us. “Why?” I asked.
“To make a point. To show our people that we may be their leader but although our head remains focused on them, our heart is held only by one. To prove our devotionto our mate and ability to step away from our duties for her.”
This man was going to be the death of me. My heart couldn’t take it. The idea of leaving him behind after everything he had told me was tearing my insides to pieces.
