He pummeled into her with punishing force, stealing her breath with each rapid drive. A deep roar vibrated from his chest and he delved one hand into her hair, tangling his fingers in her locks. The beginnings of a release coiled inside her, a blissful pleasure that hovered close, ready to pull her under.
Before she could draw in her next breath, she writhed underneath him, crying out in the throes of a release that made her see stars. Kazzon followed soon after and pumped his seed inside her, and she sighed with contentment at the familiar feel of his warmth filling her, even as she blushed when some of his essence escaped to coat her inner thighs.
“Say it again,” he growled. His nostrils flared and his muscles tensed as he remained submerged but unmoving inside her, his hugeness still pulsing in her tight depths.
“Say what,Xerr?” she asked, barely managing to speak through her sudden exhaustion.
“That you love me,” he growled again. “Say it.”
“I love you,” she blurted, reaching for his face. She brushed an errant lock of hair from his eyes and smiled.
His dark hair had gotten a bit longer during their journey through the stars, a reminder of the passage of time and all the moments they had spent together, as well as the trials they had endured as two strangers getting to know one another.
But they were strangers no more.
“I love you,Xerr,” she repeated. “I really do.”
“And I love you, my sweet little human.” He paused for a moment and a thoughtful look took over his face. “I never told you this, but the Allocators didn’t randomly assign you to become my mate. I asked for you. I requested you as my bride, Caylee, and not a day passes that I don’t thank the Gods that you are now mine.”
Epilogue
Four moon cycles later…
A gentle breezeswept through the garden as Kazzon emerged outside. He searched the gated garden for his little human and smiled when he spotted her. She was perched on the lookout platform, gazing at the snow capped mountains in the distance.
It seemed she couldn’t get enough of his planet, and he was glad she liked it here. Glad she felt at home. She’d told him as much last night, that she truly felt Tarrkua was always meant to be her home, even though she’d fought it at first, fought becoming a Tarrkuan bride.
She glanced over her shoulder and her entire face lit up like the sun when she noticed him standing there watching her. He returned her grin, and warmth filled him just to be in her presence.
She pressed a finger to her lips, indicating that he ought to remain silent, then gestured for him to join her. Curious, he approached the lookout platform carefully and climbed up to sit beside her. She grasped his arm and pointed below, where a family oferuogas—small furry creatures who normally kept to the trees—were drinking from a brook.
“Isn’t it marvelous?” she whispered. “They’re so cute. I’d love to cuddle one.”
He snorted. “They might be small andcute, as you call them, however,eruogaspossess sharp claws and even sharper teeth. Promise me you’ll never attempt to cuddle one of these creatures, little human,” he said in a scolding tone. “If I catch you doing so, or even walking near one, I will blister your bottom.”
Pink suffused her cheeks. She shot him a coy look, but soon nodded.
“Yes,Xerr. I promise. Oh!” Her eyes widened with surprise, she turned to him and reached for his hand, then placed his hand upon her swollen stomach. “Feel that? It’s our son.”
Kazzon only felt the tiniest of kicks, but he definitely detected the movement within her womb. Joy bounded within him. They’d only recently discovered the child she carried was a boy. Caylee had cried tears of happiness when she found out. This was the first time he’d felt the child kicking and he couldn’t keep the huge grin from taking over his face.
“Our son,” he said, meeting his little human bride’s gaze. “Thank you, Caylee.” He wasn’t only thanking her for pressing his hand to her stomach in time to feel the kick, but he was thanking her for so much more. For loving him. For bringing true happiness to his life. And, of course, for being the mother of his child.
After the baby stopped kicking, he gathered her close and held her, stroking his fingers through her golden locks as they watched the small but deadly furry creatures below. A deep contentment settled over him.
* * *
Caylee loved it here.Life on Tarrkua was better than she had ever imagined. The world was wide open, with the most interesting animals and flourishing vegetation. She also enjoyed the cool morning breezes and the sound of nighttime insects. Every day, she discovered something new about Tarrkua that she loved. And her new home was gorgeous, a huge stone house that contained more bedrooms than they would likely ever need.
But, best of all was that she was mated to Kazzon, the huge Tarrkuan diplomat who’d scared her at first but ultimately ended up capturing her heart. And soon they would start a family. She couldn’t wait to be a mother and wondered if their first son would look like Kazzon.
Nova had three children of her own, and Nova and Julie regularly visited, usually at the same time. Both women seemed happy with their mates and she was glad for it. After arriving on Tarrkua, Kazzon had surprised her by arranging for the sisters from New Leesburg to come over one morning.
It was nice to have friends on this alien planet, women she could talk to about anything, and she was grateful Kazzon approved of her friendships with other human women. If anything, he encouraged it, and she supposed it was because he wanted to make her happy. She loved him for it, for this reason and so many more.
She no longer felt guilty over leaving Earth. Her brother was doing well in his studies and enjoyed life in the dome-city of Collumbra, and her parents were getting on with their lives, as best they could, separately. The last few conversations she’d had with them had been strangely pleasant, though she remained wisely cautious whenever she spoke with them.
The small furry creatures started darting away, into the thickness of the surrounding forest, and Caylee waved goodbye to them, which caused Kazzon to chuckle.