I grunted, placing both hands on her waist to help her straighten up before laying her flat on her back on the thin mattress.What a savage…I took her on the damn wooden floor while our bed was right next to us.
“All of it,” I said, grabbing a cloth to wipe her up. “It will be different when you will be…ovulating,” I said, proud to use the term she was more familiar with. “My body will feel it and produce more.”
She closed her eyes and nodded.My mate is exhausted. Looking outside over my shoulder, the sun was way higher in the sky, and the clan was slowly waking up. Most of the Tauri living close by must have heard us. That included my family staying here for the first night of Malakith.
Good. If it was not clear before, it was now. Melanie was mine. My mate. And I would not let her go, or anyone claim her for themselves.
21
Breed me now, foreplay later
Melanie
Ghauro’s hand slithered up my stomach as I opened my eyes, my back comfortably nestled against his chest in our own mating bed.
Today, we were supposed to go back to the space station for the monthly check-up. Even if we knew I wasn’t pregnant because we only started to have sexaftermy ovulation was over, we were still required to attend. Not only for them to ask me their medical questions and check up on me, but also because Granny was supposed to be here, and we had to go pick her and Ernesto up, which I was both excited and anxious about.
Also, I was to meet with the next human bride and “reassure her” that I was treated well before leading her to meet herownalien husband, which was an entirely different species and had nothing to do with the Tauris. How wouldIknow if this particular species would treat her properly? Maybe these ones were human eaters…
I arched against Ghauro, stretching my limbs after spending the whole night in his arms with limited movements.
“What are you doing,” he grumbled, nuzzling his face against the top of my head.
His hand grabbed my hip, preventing me from moving. Preventing myassfrom grinding against his cock.
“I’m just waking up. I need to stretch, you’re stuck against me all night and my limbs are sore.”
He pulled away, making me turn toward him and the change of position actually did wonders for my back. And my mood, as I was now staring straight into my handsome husband’s eyes.
Circling both his arms around me, he pulled me close, only to take a deep inhale of my hair. “What is this?” he asked, sliding his nose down the side of my face to smell my neck. “Why do you smell different?”
Did I? Last time he said my scent had changed, I was on my period and he’d been freaking out and fussing over me for four days straight, saying Tauri females only bled for twenty-four hours but were in unbearable pain. My cramps were usually bad, but unlike some other women, not bad enough to be stuck in bed all day.
Ghauro hadn’t cared about that; he had carried me from the bed to the springs, washed me as I held onto him like a lifeline, fucked me senseless in the water when my pain wasn’t too high and fed me everytime he thought he heard my stomach make a sound.
No one had ever cared for me like this.
“What do I smell like?” I asked, lifting my arms to check my armpits. Maybe I stank…the weather was getting kinda warm and sleeping in his arms might be comfy, but the male was like a furnace.
“Good.”
He held me tighter, plastering my naked breasts to his chiseled chest as his nose traveled the length of my throat with soft grunts. Ghauro’s hips shifted, the tip of his cock pressing between my closed thighs and sliding along my slick clit.
I got quite close and personal with said cock in the last few weeks, and I had to say it felt…differenttoday.
I moaned as I felt the three consecutive rings. “Ghauro, I—”
He flipped me on my back, eyes burning, and settled between my thighs. My eyes widened at the crazed look on his face as he leaned over me, parting my legs wide, his gaze transfixed on the tip of his cock nestled against my soaked entrance.
“You are inheat,” he groaned. “The human said it would not happen for a few more days, what—”
“It’s not an exact science,” I said, closing one hand around his length, feeling the three swollen ringspulseunder the velvety skin. “He gave you an average…Every woman is different, and our cycles aren’t always regular, especially if our environment changes drastically.”
“We—” He groaned as a bead of pre-cum leaked from his tip, hands tightening in a bruising grip on the inside of my thighs. “We have not talked about it since you decided to stay.”
We hadn’t? I thought it was clear… “You…still don’t want us to try?” I asked warily as I shifted my hips under him, rubbing my aching pussy against the underside of his cock.Damn, I was constantly soaked for this man…
“Doyouwant us to try?” he asked back, his voice strained. “You are not trying to leave as fast as possible anymore, I thought maybe you wanted to wait now.”
