Page 23 of A Mate for Haax

I clap my hands together. “How are you, my prince? How is your mate? Are you still hiding underground?”

His brows furrow. “You have not spoken with your brother?”

I tilt my head from side to side. “No, you were the first communication I’ve had since making it to the compound. We arrived mere minutes before you commed me.”

“We managed to locate the Necorium. They tried to take more of our human females, but we fought them off, killing most. Take the next few days to relax, lock yourselves away, and enjoy being with your mate. I assume you have not yet sealed the deal?”

He smirks, understanding how I feel completely.

I bow my head. “Yes, Prince.”

He chuckles loudly, his chest shaking. “Lose the formality, Haax. We have been friends for years. It feels so weird when you call me prince.”

“But that is your name, sire.”

“Touché.”

I hang up with Axxon and comm my brother, Daxx, who also updates me with information before telling me to go spend time with my mate.

Leaving the command room, I head back towards our room, where she is, hopefully, peacefully sleeping. Putting my key card to the door, it slides open quietly, and my eyes scale over the room, looking to find my mate. She sleeps peacefully in the bed, and without a hesitation, I turn off the lights and walk to my side of the bed before climbing in.

Wrapping my arm around Esme, I hold her briefly before pulling her back flush against my own body. My cocks rise at the mere touch, but not now.

Tomorrow, I tell myself. Tomorrow, I will ravage my mate and complete the bond. I cannot wait for what is to come now that the Necorium situation is under control, and I know that the prince is safe.

Tomorrow starts the rest of our forever. I still want to take my mate to Grekaria so she can see where I was born and lived. Daxx is sending in a team to locate my ship and bring it back to the compound for repair. I fall asleep to the sound of her soft snores, finally feeling safe enough to rest.

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The sun peeks through the window at me, waking and warming me to another brand new day. I can’t blame it for the reason I’m currently awake, though. No, I blame it on the sexy little mate between my legs. She watches me closely as she runs her warm tongue up and down the underside of my shaft. Leaning back, I close my eyes and moan, trying to encourage her more. “Don’t stop, Esme. Don’t stop.” I plead with her desperately between pants.

Grekarian females never did this for their men. They believed our seed was not to be wasted in the mouth so long as wet pussies were available. Sex was mandatory. We did it to get one another off and spill our seed in the females to further our kind. But the humans… they have passion, lust, and need when they make love. It’s a driving force greater than just the need to sate arousal.

I want this kind of intimacy with Esme. In fact, I crave it. As she continues to suck my cock down her throat, I allow my fingers to run through her silky hair, holding onto the back of her head, but not pushing her to choke on my cock. My mating cock is coming to life slowly below the one she’s currently worshiping.

My balls twitch with the simple thought of pounding my seed into her womb. The thought of seeing her wide with heavy breasts, carrying my child, drives me insane. “I am ready for breakfast.” My vocal cords vibrate as my words come out with a growl. The instant look of disappointment on her face is adorable.

“Oh… okay.” She says quietly, without making eye contact, while moving away from me.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Caramel-colored eyes crinkle in the corners as she furrows her brows. Waiting for me to speak again, she chews on her plump, pink lower lip, and I want to pull it into my mouth so I can nibble upon it.

“I was…” she continues to say as she pulls away farther.

Reaching over, I run my hand up her arm and gently wrap it around her bicep. “You, my sexy little mate, are the breakfast I wish to devour. I want you moaning below me and screaming out my name as your orgasm takes over. I want you to fill my mouth with your honey. I want to drown, drinking you down.”

Rose stains her cheeks as she almost pants with desire. Instead of letting her pull any farther away from me, I pull her slowly up my body, allowing her to feel my every dip and curve against hers.

Flipping her over onto her back, my lips go on a journey, starting at the spot right behind her ear, down the curve of her neck, over her voluptuous chest, her not so firm belly, and lands just above her mound, causing her to squirm with need below me.

Chapter 13

Esme

He works me until I am begging for him to finally put his lips against me. I can feel his breath dance against my slit, and a cold chill burrows its way through my body. His thick fingers find the corners of my underwear, and he slides them down my exposed legs, inhaling my skin as he goes.

He pulls me roughly to his face as his tongue explores my lower lips. I love the way it feels; so slick and so warm. His tongue slips under my hood and attacks my clit with vigor. Reaching down, I grab hold of his hair and pull him to me, not giving him any room to back off from what he’s doing.

I want it all, everything he is giving me and more. I find myself rising quickly towards an orgasm, my toes curl, and my grip tightens in his hair. He moans, and the vibrations shoot right through my body. My stomach clenches. The tension in my muscles pulls in towards my sex, and it feels incredible.

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