Page 23 of Feral Tamed

I knew Thorin was aware of my penchant for hanging out in the brig, the place that most closely resembled the cells in the slave stables that I’d grown up in. Without my brothers sleeping in cells next to me, I felt lonely, it helped that Snarl and Fluffy were with me. The thought of being in my own quarters, with a door that properly closed, alone. It filled me with unease.

Down on the planet, I’d slept with Hina tucked into my arms, that had made everything better. I wanted that again, but Abby had given her her own quarters, and Hina deserved a moment to figure things out on her own. I’d seen how she responded when the Doc asked about my mating drive. It had gotten her spooked.

Struggling to put things into words so that she could understand, I tried to describe how much I missed the sounds of others surrounding me at night. How I felt like I didn’t fit in, that I had no role, no place aboard the Vagabond like the others had. Kitan was our pilot, Da’vi our engineer, and Ziame ran this ship as a real captain should. While Sunder and Thorin just seemed to know how to fit in, gather information, to do tasks on the ship.

Thorin and Camila were both comfortable with the laser guns or rifles, they’d tried to train the rest of us but I hated the feel of the advanced weapons in my hands. Sunder was like the village elder, always coming with sage advice. And Luka was the Doc, of course he knew exactly what his place was on this ship. What did I have to offer? I just brought home strays that we had to find food for, and hid them so they wouldn’t take them from me. I couldn’t even read, so unlike Jakar, I hadn’t been able to try and learn new skills.

Unloading all of this on Hina made her sad, she was rubbing at her eyes to try and hide her tears. I didn’t want to make her cry, the last I wanted was for her to feel sorry for me in some way. “Fierce!” she interrupted me, she had a hand on my shoulder now, leaning in so she was almost on top of me. “You are not useless. It’s not your fault you can’t read. But we can fix that, you can always learn if you want it.”

I looked at her earnest eyes and felt like I didn’t deserve a female this smart and kind. “I can learn, I know that. But even then? I don’t know what I can offer my brothers. I’m a tracker, and I know how to care for animals…” I gestured at Fellow and Fluffy curled up together on the pillow. “And I can’t even offer you a normal male for a mate, because I’m so messed in the head my safe spot is a damn prison cell!”

She stared at me while shaking her head, “You have a right to that. To feel that way. After all you’ve been through? It’s a wonder you’re as kind and caring a man as you are, I’m in awe of that!” Her words were a soothing balm, an acknowledgment that maybe I wasn’t as messed up as I thought I was.

“You jumped down a freaking hole to rescue me when I ran like a dumbass. You kept me safe, you cared for me, you…” she faltered for a moment while she seemed to gather her own thoughts. Her breaths came rapidly from the emotions she was struggling with. I wanted to deny what I’d done for her down on the planet, I leaped after her because she was my mate, wasn’t that motivation inherently selfish?

When I opened my mouth to speak she raised a finger and pressed it against my lips, effectively shutting me up. Slinging her leg over mine, so she was straddling my lap, my thoughts wildly swung from feeling like a loser for hiding out in a prison cell. To feel like I was on top of the world, I had my mate in my arms, right where I wanted her. Needed her.

With her hands on my shoulders, she made sure she had eye contact when she spoke next. “My world ended when I was executed on Earth. As far as I’m concerned, this is my second chance, to do things better, to live life instead of letting it pass me by while I hide in my research.” Her hands curled to slide up my neck beneath my hair, which eagerly clung to her skin.

“It’s the same for you. When you freed yourself, you gained a second chance at life. Don’t spend it hiding and regretting. Let’s try and figure it out together, where we fit in now. What we can do to make a place for ourselves.” I wanted to grab onto that offer with both hands, I wanted that so bad that I could only give her a nod, words drying up in my throat like dust.

She didn’t need pretty words though, when I leaned in to kiss her, she responded immediately. I let myself get lost in her taste, her soft gasps and moans. Allowed myself to appreciate all her soft curves, her slender body, my hands roaming at will so I could memorize her shape.

Everything turned heated when she shifted forward and her hot core brushed over my already aching cock. She jolted as if hit by lightning, a hissed moan escaping her. Blunt little fingernails dug into the skin of my shoulders, which I took as permission to draw her close and press my erection against her in teasing little nudges.

I needed more though, much more, and it was clear that Hina wasn’t opposed to being my mate after all. She’d come to me, she’d talked about our future together as if we’d be one. That was all the confirmation I needed.

Shifting my attention briefly from Hina was a struggle, but I managed it just enough to lift the pillow with the two sleeping animals off the bed and gently nudge it into a corner. I met Snarl’s curious look but didn’t need to say anything to get my message across. “I will keep watch in the corridor to make sure you are not interrupted when mating, Fierce Hunter.” There was a smugness to his tone, and a distinct prance to his walk as he left the brig area.

All alone with my female, I pinned her to the brig cot with a smirk. “This time on a bed, my mate,” I promised her, which made her laugh. Then I made her moan when I pinned her slender wrists above her head and sucked one of her nipples through her shirt into my mouth. She didn’t have big breasts like some of the other human women, hers were small, just big enough for me to fit my mouth around and tongue at that stiff peak. She really liked that, trashing her body beneath mine, the heat of her core blazing against my cock. I felt that even through the thick leather of my kilt.

Eager to feel all of her, to have her bare beneath me, I lifted my body to yank at her top. It ripped with a sharp sound right down the middle, her eyes appeared shocked but a thick plume of her arousal scented the air. Spurred on by that, I kicked off my boots, loosened my kilt so that I was naked in a moment, then I made short work of the rest of her clothes.

Once nude, she tried to climb back in my lap, one hand eagerly curling around my cock. “No not yet,” I tried to warn her, I was so eager for her that I felt ready to explode at just the slightest touch. But when she shimmied her slender, pale body down between my legs I was powerless to stop her. I didn’t really want to, even if I wanted to please her just as much.

“Let me make you feel good Fierce,” she murmured coyly, “Let me show you how much I appreciate you.” Her words made me feel hot in entirely different ways, but then she licked her pink tongue across the dark purple tip of my cock and I saw stars. Nothing had ever felt as intense as that. First, she toyed with me, teasing her tongue around the sensitive flared head. Then she suckled me into her mouth, the wet cavern enveloping me as far as she could take me in a sudden move. I had to fight not to buck my hips, to drive deeper, I didn’t want to hurt her. A feral growl ripped from my throat, tapering off into a rumbling purr that vibrated my cock against her soft lips.

She moaned, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. “Oh, can you do that when you’re inside of me too? That would feel so good,” she asked when she pulled off my dick with a popping noise. For a moment I stared at her with little comprehension, my brain absolutely fried by both the erotic sight of her on her knees between my legs, her lips wet and swollen from her ministrations, and the sensations she’d just inflicted on me moments earlier.

Vibrating, she was talking about that, wasn’t she? I nodded eagerly in response, curled my hands beneath her arms, and had her pinned back beneath me on the bed in a flash. I’d show her, I’d make sure she knew just how well her mate could please her. With a thigh I nudged her legs apart, then I used my hand to guide my cock through her already slick folds. Rubbing between them and finding that hard nub, gently applying pressure as I slid back and forth, never entering her, just teasing.

Locking eyes with her, I made sure she understood this was all for her, and then I rumbled a purr deep in my belly. She moaned and bucked against my cock, wetness leaking from her inviting channel. “Like that mate? This what you meant?” I demanded, when she frantically nodded I increased the vibrations of my purr, settling the sound deep and heavy so that I could sustain it as long as she needed.

It wasn’t long, in seconds she exploded, moaning my name, her legs clutching tightly around my hips, her hands digging blunt nails into my shoulders. She couldn’t mark me, my skin was too thick, and I almost regretted that. I’d wear her marks on me with pride.

As she came down from her orgasm, I dropped the purr. Pulling back to gently rub at her soft silky thighs to ease her back. She was trembling, her eyes huge and wide as she stared at me. Feeling smug, I couldn’t stop the pleased smirk from emerging, and with a laugh, she nudged at my hip with a foot. “Yes, that was fantastic.”

It was, it most certainly was. Now I was going to do it again but inside her. I was sure that was going to melt her.

*

Hina

I was still seeing stars from that bone-melting orgasm. Fierce had done exactly as I’d requested and I was reeling from it. Holy shit, his purr could make his dick vibrate. Now that was handy, it was perfect. I wanted to make him feel good too, but my legs were still like noodles after what he’d done to me. Everything was moving so fast between him and me, but right now, I couldn’t care less.

When Fierce rolled me to my belly, then urged me onto my knees, my shoulders pressed into the cot, I felt exposed, naughty. This felt very primal, with the way his big body came down over me, covering me. I could feel his front press against my back, see one of his arms catch his weight next to my shoulder, and I felt the thick head of his cock nudge against my opening. I craved it, I needed him inside me.

His fingers came around to strum gently along my clit, “Mine, Hina,” he growled. My translator picked up that word and made me understand it, but I could hear too that it was the same word he’d growled at me before. Down on the planet, he’d definitely said this to me.