It was as she was shaking from that, eyes rolled back, feeling him fill her up again, that the grasp of the trap panels loosened. He’d pulled the lever, setting her free. He used that space to yank her out and back against his chest. One of her legs still up, he grabbed her by the thighs and lifted the second one, holding her high so he could keep fucking her as her head fell back against his shoulder. Only nonsense sounds were escaping now.
She raised one arm, stroking his cheek as she dropped her head so she could look at his face. She loved the burning of his eyes. The strain of his expression. The way his normal, grumpy stoicism gave way to fierce passion set butterflies off in her belly, even as it was tensing up with the force of her lingering orgasm.
“Vyt…ln…” she barely managed to stutter as he continued claiming her. Endless, tireless. He wouldn’t let her go for a mark or more, she knew. And she loved it. She nuzzled his head as he continued plowing up into her. Adoring the way he claimed her.
He paused then, only long enough to press a kiss to the side of her mouth. A brief flash of tenderness that made her hum in delight before he started flexing his hips. Taking her long and slow and incredibly deep.
“Can you keep going?” He asked, voice rough and needy.
She smiled, nodding and nuzzling him at the same time.
“Good,” he pressed one more kiss to her cheek before reaching up and untying the length of cord he’d used to hold up her leg. As it came down, she groaned from the stretch in her ligaments. “I’m not done with you yet.”
“You are already having me pregnant,” she smiled weakly.
“That doesn’t mean I’ll ever be done with you,” he bit her shoulder as he took her towards the hole into her trap. He lifted her up, sliding her off his cock. She whimpered as a rush of his cum slid out along with his shaft.
He was so gentle with her as he pushed her through the entrance of his trap. She slid inside, but she wasn’t alone long. Vytln jumped right in after her. Covering her body with his. Kissing her like they hadn’t been apart at all.
Haven smiled as she wrapped her arms around him. Pulling him close as he lifted her legs around his waist.
Vytln didn’t seem to know what quickies were. The sessions with him involved multiple orgasms for each of them leaving her completely exhausted by the time he was done. And she wouldn’t have it any other way.
Chapter 33
Vytln
Trek-Nine wasn’t a station that they’d ever stopped at before. It was, like every station, a place for starships to resupply and crews to rest with some leave time. However, it was also designed to be, in and of itself, a destination. Some stations did that, becoming places that people went to, not just places they stopped at. Some would cater to families, others to thrill seekers, others to those who were looking for relaxation.
Trek-nine was a destination for couples. It had events and packages and services specifically for mates – both pleasure and true. Of course, it welcomed more than ‘couples’, as there were species that mated in groups. Sorbet and Tebros, for example, would both mate a single female together, creating a trio rather than a couple. There would be service packages for them as well, and for the species that mated in bigger groups. There was even a space on one floor specifically for offspring. A care facility where younglings would be safe and tended while their parents were enjoying the rest of the facility without worry.
Before their females arrived, their crew had no reason to go to Trek-Nine. It wasn’t a station that they typically passed by necessitating them to use their resupply services. They had nomates to take to this place before. And a place like this, peaceful and happy and built for pleasure, wasn’t likely to need their services.
Therefore, it was the first time the Humility pulled into their port. The docking fees were a bit higher than typical because it was considered a high end station, but now that they had a fully functioning suite of subspace crystals, they were able to work consistently and were earning a lot more credz than before.
After paying, they all met down in main storage. Alred, naturally, couldn’t leave the starship, so he would remain behind. Trove also offered to remain behind. This place was for mates and so didn’t have any brothels onboard. There was, therefore, nothing that would tempt him out. So, he had volunteered to keep Alred company and watch the ship.
The rest of them were all going into the station. The females had claimed the first day to do their shopping together, so Vytln and the others were going to trail behind. They wouldn’t let their most vulnerable crew out alone without protection.
The second and third day would be for the mated pairs. Sorbet and Tebros had been given a task by Tanin, to track Vytln’s brother and gather information on them. Rok, the other unmated male, would be gathering supplies for them. After their tasks were done, they could do whatever they wanted with their time.
Vytln already had plans for what he wanted to do with Haven. He’d found the lot sale. It was taking place on the lowest level of the station. They had some small repair docks there. Nothing on the scale of the station that did the major overhaul of the Humility, but it was meant for emergency repairs and basic maintenance. It was also where ships would offloadtheir inoperative, old, or broken machines that could then be auctioned off to those willing to chance them. He had a feeling Haven would absolutely love that.
Then, he’d found a restaurant that served food from Nct’nl. Food that his delicate mate could actually eat, and not the fierydg tyvlthis brother had served. Not that the flames weren’t delicious, but her soft skin was very susceptible to such things.
But fire wasn’t the only thing his people ate. Honestly, it wasn’t even really a food. There was no nutritional value to it. It was like eating air or light. Mostly it was just there for the effect and what it did to the actual food. Food that Vytln really wanted her to try. Their food synthesizer had a few recipes from home, but nothing like what could be cooked for them at a restaurant.
Then, he’d found a spa for them. One with a sauna and couples massages that he imagined she would enjoy much more than him. And then he’d also found a data shop where they could purchase information on youngling rearing.
They had two years to prepare for their offspring’s arrival, but he imagined she would feel better the sooner she knew more. She liked information. She liked knowing things. And sure, their youngling wasn’t a machine or broken problem to repair, but it was still a problem, a conundrum, and he knew she loved figuring those out.
And then, finally, before they set out again, he was going to take her shopping for nesting material. He knew females loved doing that. Sway liked purchasing nesting material for Grace, especially now that she was carrying his young. And, in turn, she liked getting it so she could start using it to build the safe place for their egg.
While Haven wouldn’t be laying an egg, their youngling would still need an incubator. Lvtl young couldn’t regulate their body temperatures. That meant those from the dark side needed to keep their wylps cold, while those from the bright side needed to keep them hot. Their youngling would need to be kept constantly in a heated chamber so that their temperature didn’t go too low.
They stayed in the womb longer, letting them survive in their respective climates without issue, but they couldn’tleavethat climate. Not for a while.
Haven’s nest was too cool for a youngling.
