Page 28 of A Mate for Haax

I cut the engines and put the control panel on autopilot.

“Computer, please change the main cabin to bedding quarters.” I smile at my sleeping Esme. “My mate is in need of sleep, and not in the copilot’s chair.”

“Understood, engaging change.”

It is weird speaking to this ship when I am so used to my own. Luckily, this is a similar model, so I know the controls well. There isn’t a ship I haven’t conquered, and today wouldn’t be the day that happened, either.

I watch as the cabin seats and table in the lounge area disappear into the floor. A few seconds later, a new set of furniture replaces it. It’s then I realize how tired I am. It’s been a long few days with a lack of sleep. My cocks twitch, reminding me they still want to mate.

My eyes find Esme. I want her again, but I refuse to be selfish and wake her for my own pleasure. No, I can wait. I tell my insistent cocks, who are already impatiently thinking about finding their way into her tight little body again.

It’s like they have a mind of their own growing with desire.

I reach over my mate's curvy body and slowly unclick her seat belt. She rouses slightly, giving me quick sneaks of those gorgeous, deep caramel beauties of hers as she blinks them open.

“Haax?” She whispers my name, and, goddess… I love the sound of it on her lips. “Oh, my gosh. I feel like I could sleep for hours.” She says with a yawn. Her arms lift over her head and expose her pale, pillowy middle section. I lick my lips, and her eyes follow the movement. My hearts beat like crazy in the cage my chest holds them in.

“Well, I’ve prepared the bed for you.” The normal seating area has been replaced as requested. The chairs were replaced with bedroom furniture. I point to the large round dias in the middle of the room. It’s covered in neon colors like the forest of my home world.

Her sleepy eyes widen. “Wow, I… that’s… really cool. Is that like a thing with all ships?”

“Yes, my ship is much larger, so there is no need to swap the seating area for a bedding area, but this ship will do. We shall see mine again soon, I hope.”

“Will they fly it home for you?”

“Yes.” She yawns again, holding a hand up over her mouth. “Okay, let’s get you to bed.”

I help her to the bed and pull back the covers so she can slip under them. “I’m glad I came with you. I’m glad we met Haax… You make me feel…” Her voice trails off as I lose her again to sleep.

I ruminate on what the rest of her comment would have been. Reaching out to the mate bond, I feel nothing except contentment coming from Esme.

Pulling the sheets up, I tuck her in and lean down to kiss her head before starting to get up. Halfway into my stand, she grabs my hand. “Please, just stay with me?” She asks so politely.

“Of course.”

Pulling back the sheets, I slip in behind her, pulling her soft body into mine. Wrapping my arm around her waist, I scoot in until she has nowhere else to go. Her ass is firmly planted against my cocks, and her back is to my front.

I bury my nose in her hair and inhale that all-too-familiar scent I’ve grown to love in a few short days. Before I know it, I've fallen asleep.

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What must be a few hours later, I wake. Everything seems to be how I left it when I put Esme to bed and then fell asleep myself. I slowly remove my arm from below Esme’s neck and rise from the bed, heading towards the control panels.

The viewscreen is still dark, but I can see neon highlights surrounding our planet. A light at the end of the tunnel as some earthlings would say. My hearts beat with happiness. It will be nice to be home and in my normal routine.

There are so many things to show Esme, I hardly know where to start. I hit a few buttons

on the controls to determine exactly how long we have left.

I strap into the pilot's seat and turn off the autopilot so I can once again control the ship. The ride is peaceful as I sit behind the controls watching the viewscreen before me.

I don’t hear her approach and jump when a dainty hand pats me on the shoulder. Luckily, I have enough self control to know it’s her. Had it been an enemy, they would be flat on their backs right now. I am a trained warrior.

“Morning…” She says, almost like she’s not sure if it is or not. I pull out the watch I have in my pocket and look at the time.

“Good morning, indeed, sweet mate. How are you feeling?”

“Still tired, but excited to finally arrive at Grekaria!” Her excitement is a delight to my ears. “What will we do first?”

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