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His sweet gesture was overshadowed when something wet touched her rear. Isa’s eyes widened and she jumped. She just had more orgasms in the last hour than was humanly possible, and not a single one she’d given herself! She had crossed a lot of lines. Sex and pleasure had been utterly redefined. She was still reeling from it all.

“No more,” Isa panted as she looked back to find Diamond gently cleaning her up. “Oh.” Her cheeks heated in embarrassment at her mistake. How presumptuous of her. It was also super embarrassing, yet also super sweet that he was cleaning her off.

Diamond gazed affectionately at her. “Rest, my queen.” He leaned in and kissed her rear, right in the middle of her left cheek.

After all they’d done, that small act shouldn’t have shocked her, yet the tenderness of it did.

“Sleep, precious.” Vee gently stroked her back, urging her to rest her head on his stocky chest again.

Isa’s eyes widened farther as she realized a few things. One; she just understood what they’d said. Two; the aliens didn’t open or move their mouths when they spoke, and she’d heard them in her mind. Three; Diamond called her his queen.

Ooh, what have I done?!She planted her face in Vee’s chest, suddenly feeling the need to hide.

Chapter 6

Forming the Bond

Bellator

Bellator clutched their queen as she pressed her face into him. Hopefully the way his chest still heaved from the pleasure she’d given him didn’t disturb her. He completely sympathized with Phara collapsing after cleaning their queen. It felt like he’d run around the entire mountain. Bellator closed his eyes and attempted to get himself under control, except that only heightened the lingering jolts of pleasure, the sensation of her warm, soft skin against his, and the scent of her desire permeating the air.

He’d seenpecusstags mount mares in their territory, but never witnessed what the queen had done to him among the fauna. She wrapped her lips around his sex and took his seed into her body. There were no words to describe the sheer ecstasy of it. He nearly changed form, fluxing, when he peaked. His sex jerked, threatening to grow hard again at the mere memory. She had honored him by consuming his essence, and he’d never felt more complete or happy in his life. Bellator hugged their queen tight as hope for the future overwhelmed him.

“Our queen accepts us!” Artifex whispered reverently as he stroked their queen’s silky dark mane. His voice was a mix of happiness and awe.

Phara made some incoherent comment, but it sounded like he agreed. Their consort alpha was clearly still reeling. The three alphas and handful of betas grinned. For some it was unrestrained, and others it was a thoughtful smile, but everyone was happy. It was understandable they would all react differently. This was a sudden yet wondrous change that affected their whole hive.

Bellator felt the same as his brethren. Unadulterated joy filled him as he looked at the queen resting on his chest. Though in the back of his mind, a new kind of weight descended on his shoulders. It was an immense responsibility caring for a queen so delicate that she had no camouflage, no claws, and blunt herbivore teeth. But she was utterly adorable with her silky mane, soft skin, and lush curves. All these things and more incited his instinct to protect her, and it didn’t feel like a burden at all.

It is my honor, my queen.Pride filled him to bursting.

Phara

Phara’s mind was still swirling in a sea of euphoria as he lay utterly spent beside Bellator, one hand draped over their new queen. He hardly had the wherewithal to clean their queen before collapsing. His seed had left him in such powerful surges, he was certain it took his life force with it. Artifex was right. They’d done it! The queen had accepted and bonded with him. Overwhelmed with pride, Phara attempted to agree as he panted.

“We found our queen and she accepted us!” Galis, one of his consort betas, exuberantly declared.

Their queen startled, shuddering on Bellator’s chest. Phara cringed, his hand pausing mid-stroke on her dark mane. In their excitement they’d awoken their queen. Their stunning queen lifted her head from Bellator’s chest and slowly looked around. She surveyed Bellator, Artifex, and the betas, before landing on Phara. Her expression wasn’t a happy one. He’d witnessed and memorized her happy smile when they’d shared food with her. She wasn’t afraid, either. He’d scented her fear when they first arrived. He tasted the air just to confirm there was no hint of fear. If anything, she appeared lost.

She is lost, imbecile! She fell from the sky in a mechanical egg.He didn’t know how queens traveled, but he had a feeling fiery meteor showers weren't standard.

“You are safe,” he reiterated, resuming his gentle caress and making the vibrato that soothed her before.

Her round brown eyes flared wider. He was learning her expressions and that wasn’t a good one. Phara’s worry doubled.

Blight,he cursed and instantly stopped purring.Please don’t change your mind about accepting our hive.

“That is you speaking to me, right?” their queen asked him in her twittering voice.

Shock reverberated through Phara that he suddenly understood their queen. Her question wasn’t what he expected, though. He honestly thought she might reject him. Phara glanced at his brethren. From their expressions they noticed the change, too.

He focused on their queen again. “Yes. That was me. I like your vocalizations. They remind me of the little birds.”

The queen blinked at him and he realized his compliment was superfluous. Except he didn’t regret saying it; the twittering sounds she made were adorable.

“How? You’re not moving your mouth or making noise, but I hear you in my head.” The queen’s eyes grew even rounder as she panned all of them.

Phara considered the question for a moment.

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