Page 19 of A Mate for Haax

“Do you like this, Esme? Does it feel good?” The only response I can give is a moan because I can’t bring any words forth from my mouth. I must say that this is truly the first time a guy has eaten me out. Human men don’t normally go for it, which is such a shame.

Haax, though, eats me out like it’s his damn job. The amount of attention and pressure he gives is perfection wrapped in a little ribbed tongue bow.

I have to lean back against the shower stall to hold myself up as my knees threaten to collapse below me. He attacks me with vigor and need again and again. “Fuck, yes. Haax… don’t stop, please, don’t stop.” I beg him, this time, a certain whine piercing my voice.

I feel the wave crashing as I hit my first orgasm, and the way he sucks down my juices is just fucking sinful and hot as hell at the same time. The noises he makes have me trying to clench my thighs together, but I can’t since he’s holding them apart.

He looks up to make sure that my back is pressed against the wall before lifting my other leg over his other shoulder. I’m completely exposed in this position. I watch as he licks his lips so sensually, and I can’t help but groan. I really, really wish that we had more time to play with each other.

After my second orgasm, my legs are shaking, so he lets me down gently. Again, licking his lips. “Goddess, you taste like the sweetest honey. I could drink from between your thighs and never tire, my mate. I am ready to take you. If we had time, I would have you bent over my bed while I fuck into you from behind, but, alas, I want to make it to the cave by sundown. I do not wish to be in the woods after dark with all the creatures who wander the ground at night.”

I nod, still not able to speak. I’m panting as my breath saws in and out of my mouth. My chest heaves.

Haax turns off the shower, and I spin as he leans around to open the door; guiding me to step out before him onto the mat.

I expected to be much more wet than I am currently, and it must be due to the fact that it’s a mist and not a full on water-drenching shower. Haax pulls down a towel and starts to dry me off, getting me, yet again, all riled up and needy as he strokes me. His cocks are still fully hard.

He catches where my eyes have gone and smirks at me.

“Can I?” I ask him politely as if I’m asking for sugar from the next door neighbor.

His lips turn down in a frown before he shakes his head, obvious sadness pouring from his body. “Later, mate. Later you may do whatever you please with me. If I let you do that now, we will actually never leave this damn ship. They will go down… eventually.”

I giggle at him, embarrassed over my horniness.

We make our way back into his bedroom and grab our clothes to get dressed. I pull things from my bag, and Haax pulls his own out. I watch him wince as he shoves his cocks into his pants. It must hurt. I wouldn’t want to be in his position. At least I got off a couple of times.

Once dressed, we start gathering our supplies to take with us to the compound. Luckily, our bags both have straps like backpacks so we can carry them along with us. To his backpack, he adds some food and water from the ship’s storage compartments. He pulls another bag out from a cabinet behind him, and I quirk an eyebrow.

“It is a blanket and tent for staying overnight. We will most likely not need the tent in a cave, but I do not wish to leave it here and then need it later on should our plans change halfway through the day.”

I dip my chin in understanding, and he turns to continue filling his bag.

About an hour later, based on my watch, we finally leave the ship. He opens up the door to the outside world, and we step through before he turns back to lock up the ship. “I do not wish for anyone to be able to access the equipment or technology my ship possesses. I am reducing the security risk. Are you ready?”

Am I ready to be in the middle of the Alaskan wilderness? Fuck no, but we don’t have a choice.

“Everything is going to be okay. I am a survival expert and have endured much training while in the military. Yes, most of it was in the jungle, but this has the same concepts: shelter, water, fire, and food. Those are the four main things we will need. Before I decided to come to Alaska, I went over several guides about the state, just to know what each part holds.”

A mate who actually takes the time to research things versus just jumping in feet first without a second thought. It’s a breath of fresh air, and, once again, I’m impressed by his efforts towards me. Most men tend to do things and follow directions afterward.

I’m also thankful that it’s summertime in Alaska. The winters around here are wicked, and we’d be in a heap of trouble trying to traverse the snow and ice that normally happens in these parts.

I’m wearing a burgundy t-shirt and a pair of khaki shorts. Luckily, I thought to bring tennis shoes. They aren’t my hiking books, but I’ll take it; better than flip flops.

My eyes find Haax, and guilt creeps in as I look at what all he’s carrying. I am not carrying even a third of what he’s currently holding. For once, he has a shirt on, covering up those delectable muscles, and a pair of the same combat type pants he’s worn since I met him.

He turns to look at me and smiles. “Esme… I am your male. I can carry out supplies, and if you so desire, I can also carry you.”

I vehemently shake my head. “No, uh, I’m good.”

A single dip of his chin is the response I receive. “If you should change your mind, just ask.”

How is he so sweet? I think it to myself, but I know he’s read my thoughts because a smile broadens his face, and he looks like he’s won the prize of the century. I shake my head and chuckle to myself.

Who would have thought just yesterday that I’d be stranded in the Alaskan wilderness with my new mate. Talk about learning to trust and lean on each other quickly!

“Haax?”

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