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His words send me over the edge and I plunge into white hot pleasure. I cry out and ride the surges of ecstasy, and the next thing I feel is the hot spurt of Tavarr’s seed filling me up.
“Good girl.” He strokes my head and slowly pulls from my center.
Drained of all energy, I can’t move, and I’m still trying to catch my breath.
He twists the plug several times and withdraws it from my ass, leaving me empty but satisfied, every cell in my body humming.
“Come, my love, and I will help you clean up. We must get a good night’s rest. We’re leaving tomorrow at dawn for Hehna.”
“But we weren’t supposed to leave for three more days,” I whisper, too fatigued for my worries about meeting his family to resurge. I’m so calm and contented in this moment, I’m barely awake. I’m floating, close to dreaming.
“I’ve moved my schedule around and we’re leaving at dawn. But rest assured, the moment we return, you will feel my cock driving in and out of your tight ass.”
He delivers a playful swat to my bottom and scoops me up in his arms. I rest my head against his chest and start to drift off, but the sound of water filling the tub pulls me from sleep.
Tavarr sinks down in the water, still cradling me to his chest, and simply holds me close.
“I am glad I never took a mate after Vonn stole Erixa,” he says in a tone of deep contemplation. “I can’t imagine life without you, Katrina. It’s as if the universe meant for our hearts to join. I can’t imagine having never known you. My sweet, sweet human.”
Peeking up at him, I reach for his long dark locks, pushing his hair behind his shoulders. I cup the side of his face. I smile. “I’m glad too. You’re the love of my life, and everything I never knew I wanted. I was so frightened the night you showed up in Zandek’s house, but it feels like a thousand years ago, our relationship has changed so much since then.”
Though he’s done it countless times before, when he leans down to kiss my forehead, I swoon, my heart fluttering as a wave of dizziness overpowers my senses.
This is where I belong.
In Tavarr’s arms.
Chapter Twenty
Hehna is as beautiful as my mate has promised. The trees are taller and thicker than near Cempha, and a brighter shade of green as well. The forest surrounding the small village buzzes with the sound of insects, almost as loud as in Cempha during the evenings.
Our hovercraft zooms over the village and lands on a platform about a mile north. It’s then that I notice several large houses, all constructed of smooth white stone, hidden amongst the greenery. The homes are spread out and connected by stone walkways, the same smooth surface as in Cempha. Since females on Tallia do not traditionally wear shoes, I am grateful I’ll be able to walk around just as easily here as on the other side of the mountain.
The pilot turns in his seat. “I will return at dawn, two days from now, to fly you back to Cempha, Warrior Tavarr.”
“Thank you, Heshra,” my mate says, nodding at the pilot.
Tavarr grabs the end of my leash, winks at me, and leads me off the hovercraft. Nerves battle with my excitement to finally meet his family. I pray they like me. I pray they don’t think I’m too plain, or too human, or not enough of some quality they deem important. I suppose on Tallia, the most desirable females are submissive and soft spoken.
I swallow hard and lower my head, hoping I don’t embarrass myself or Tavarr. If his family doesn’t approve of me, no doubt he will feel the sting of their displeasure as well.
“I promised my father and mother that we’ll visit them first,” he explains as he tugs on the leash, guiding me to the house sitting at the beginning of the stone path.
The front door glides open and a Kleaxian male that looks almost like Tavarr, but with a few wrinkles and more white streaks in his otherwise black hair, exits and heads straight for us. An elderly Kleaxian female trails him, her head lowered but her gaze lifted and searching. The moment her eyes lock with mine, she gives me a mischievous grin and winks at me. I instantly like her.
Introductions are made, and to my delight, the language implant works perfectly. I’m able to speak to my in-laws in Kleaxian, and I’m also able to understand everything they say. Tavarr’s father, Lexarr, doesn’t smile at all, but he gives me a cordial nod.
“We are joyous to meet you, Katrina,” says Treshna, Tavarr’s mother. I’m surprised to find I stand several inches above her. All the Kleaxian females back in Cempha are taller than me, though not by much.
We join his parents on the patio behind their house for an early lunch. Gradually, the rest of his family members join us. First, his oldest sister and her mate arrive, along with their four children.
Next, his youngest sister shows up with her mate. She’s holding the cutest little baby I’ve ever seen, and I’m delighted when she asks if I would like to hold her daughter.
Finally, Tavarr’s remaining sister arrives, her mate leading her by a leash. I realize it’s because they don’t yet have children, but I spy what I think is a baby bump under her flowing gown. She kisses my cheek and welcomes me to the family.
No one mentions Vonn, and I soon put away my worries that Tavarr’s family wouldn’t accept me. They don’t seem to care that I’m human. All they care about is that I’m bonded to their son, and we’ve made each other happy.
After lunch, Tavarr brings me to his house. It’s much larger than our house in Cempha, with eight bedrooms.
