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Oh, how I wanted that! As I listened to him slick his cock for me, I pushed up onto my knees so my ass was in the air and left my head resting on the bed. Gripping the blanket in both hands, I tried to slow my breathing and relax my muscles just like thevery helpful articles had instructed. When I felt the wet kiss of his cockhead on my hole, I froze completely.
“Breathe, my mate,” he whispered to me. “You have nothing more to do now than to let me in and breathe.”
I nodded and closed my eyes, concentrating on letting him in. Shittin’ fuck, he was huge! But I breathed and I pushed out and…he fit! I felt the nub-covered head of him pop inside me and then he was just gliding deeper and deeperand deeper. When I felt the fur of his groin press against my cheeks, I just had to say, “Oh, my fucking god, I think you’re in my throat.”
Ghosha chuckled, and I swore it reverberated all through me. “Not quite, but thank you.” He was draped over my back, and now he nuzzled between my shoulders. “You’re perfect, Squire. So very perfect.”
I was going to say something about him being just as perfect, but he moved, withdrawing, and the drag inside me took my breath away. He kept a slow pace for all his talk of impatience, but maybe now that he had me and knew he could again, he didn’t feel so crazed. And dear god, those tiny bumps on his cock were playing my rim like a music box’s drum, each nub pinging some nerve ending that up andsangfor him.
He picked up his pace, and I couldn’t resist rocking back to meet him. Rubbing my face into the bedding, I wailed and moaned and whined from the deep, throbbing sensations that had me reaching down to stroke my cock in time with his thrusts. Ghosha was breathing heavily, his hot breath ruffling my hair, and growling like a wild thing as he really fucked me now. He was right—I was going to feel him for days.
I didn’t want to come, but I couldn’t stop it. Suddenly, I was spasming all over his cock and shooting into my fist, my voice cracking as I hollered my release. Ghosha punched into me and made a sound damn near a roar before a shiver went throughhim and shook me, too. We panted like that forever before he pulled back, separating us, and I rolled over.
I’d barely blinked before Ghosha scooped me up and turned to sit against the wall with me straddling his lap. I moaned at the way the position made my ass feel, but it was a good feeling. Snuggling up in his fur and the heat of his body as he wrapped his arms around me was the best part. And then he had to go and say…
“That was the greatest gift anyone’s ever given me, Squire. I’m so honored and privileged to be your mate.”
I sat back enough to kiss him, hoping that action could convey what I couldn’t quite say out loud.
CHAPTER 12
GHOSHA
Owen Devin deserved accolades and awards for the way he was handling the human media as theShendo-kinearrived in orbit beside theZaaqnall. A small subset of humans had panicked over having another alien ship “invading” and that had seemed to trigger a return to discussing whether aliens should be allowed to visit Earth. That we were back to that had me tuning it all out, quite finished with justifying or explaining anything to them.
Others kept trying, like dear, determined Owen. I’d offered him money and gifts in thanks for his services, but he’d turned me down every time. Unable to let it go with words alone, I’d managed to arrange for upgraded broadcasting equipment, furniture, and backdrops to come on theShendo-kine.
Well, alright, Layleen had made the arrangements. Layleen—and now Squire—did everything, while I stood around pretending to oversee. I’d never noticed how very useless I was most of the time until Squire encouraged me into a corner where he’d set up a small table and chair so that I could have lunch. Or dinner? I didn’t really know, but everyone carried on without me while I ate. Not being as needed as I thought was a jarring realization that left me out of sorts.
“Youareneeded,” Squire assured me as he combed his fingers through the fur on top of my head. “Eat your vegetables.”
I frowned at him. “You’re dangerously close to sounding like my mother.”
Unrepentantly, he nudged the bowl of leafy greens closer to me. “You get very involved in what you’re doing and sometimes that means you forget about yourself. It’s my job now to make sureyouhave everything you need, even if that means reminding you to eat.”
I supposed he had a point. I might not lift and tote things, but I was there to make sure those things went to the right place or person. I didn’t guide the volunteers onto theShendo-kine, but I did make sure those guiding them did so correctly. I wasn’t going on camera anymore—frankly, I couldn’t take the backwards thinking any longer—but I was advising Owen and his team all the time. And more often than not, I would work until I swayed on my feet, having not realized how long I’d been at it without a break.
I stuck a forkful of greenery into my mouth and chewed, but kept frowning at him.
Squire snorted at me and leaned in to kiss my forehead. While he was close, he whispered, “As your mate, there’s even more that I can do to keep you at the top of your game.”
Oh. Well. Yes, there was. Since our first mating, we’d both been insatiable. We’d gone so far as to procure salves to protect and heal ourselves given the frequency of our sexual activities. I’d been told that was normal in the early stages of our bonding, but it was still amazing that I couldn’t resist him unless he wasn’t in the room.
I’d had to start using claw caps after accidentally shredding the mattress. They were annoying things, but at least they also let me grip Squire’s delicate body without worrying that I’d hurthim. He was at this moment sporting a series of red dots along his hips from our last encounter.
Squire gave a little giggle and shook his head. “Finish eating first.”
First? I shoveled the food into my mouth and only slowed down when I choked a bit. Squire walked away grinning, and I couldn’t stop staring at him while he led everyone in my absence. I wasn’t sure what he’d done, but not a single person approached me while I ate. It reminded me of Layleen, who was happily ensconced in her quarters on theShendo-kinewith her mate for the trip to Nor, resting as she deserved. That she had instilled a new level of confidence and leadership skills in Squire made me want to reward her, too. But I knew she wouldn’t accept anything either.
Unless it was for the babies? Ha! I had a way in.
I finished with my meal and covered the plate with its cloche. The moment I stood up, someone was there to whisk the plate and all the cutlery away. Another person took the table…but left the chair?
“Bring that with you,” Squire said as he walked by me, pointing to the chair.
And of course, my dirty mind conjured all sort of reasons we might need a chair as I dutifully followed my mate and his promise of what came after I’d finished eating. Perhaps I would eat him now? I licked my lips in anticipation of a cream-filled dessert.
I was so distracted by Squire walking in front of me that it took some time for me to realize that he was testing door handles all down the corridor. These were storage and supply rooms, many locked except to those who needed access for their jobs. Anticipation flared within me to know my little mate was looking for a semi-private space to have an encounter with me and any space might do.
