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My hand does not fit around his girth, but I make do with a half hold, experimenting how hard I need to squeeze for him to like my movements. I feel his ridges grow when I squeeze, move down and turn a little bit. Precum starts leaking from his cock and he lets out a strangled moan.

“L’Ren,” he groans. “I am close, I will cum if you keep that up.”

I stroke him slowly giving him another wicked smile. “We can’t have that now, can we?” I say and I kiss his lower abdomen. He groans as I continue kissing his abdomen and thighs all while I just am holding his cock. Not moving my hand at all. When I feel the big warrior trembling, I decide the torture has gone on long enough, leaning forward I take him in my mouth.

I can’t believe the amount of fun I am having. D’Var is groaning, trembling, his tail flicking. I slowly bob my head up and down his dick. It feels like all I can take is the crown, so I use one hand to squeeze the base of his cock, another to cup his balls. D’Var starts chanting my name. I suck harder, increasing the speed of my movements until I feel him tensing up. He tries to shove me away from his cock, but I will not let him. I have this primal need of making him lose control. I want him to shoot his cum down my throat.

Then I feel D’Var in my mind, and it’s obvious I broadcasted that feeling loud and clear.

“So my pretty mate wants me to fill her hot little mouth with my cum? Are you going to swallow every drop, little one?”

I groan. Wetness flows in between my thighs. Telepathic dirty talk. Let me try if I can play his game…

“Yes D’Var, please fill me up. Do you see how this big cock of yours does not fit my little mouth.” I feel that it’s working, proudly I keep bobbing my head relentlessly.

“I love the feeling of your cock; it is such a nice one, with all those delicious ridges. You use it so well. The only better place for that cock of yours than my mouth is my pussy. Remember….”

He cums with a roar.

I might have taken on more than I can handle, when I feel spurt after spurt of hot cum hitting the back of my throat. I swallow, and swallow. D’Var clenches his fists at his sides, doing his utter best to keep still. There is too much cum for my human mouth though, and it starts leaking from the corners of my mouth. The sensation is so utterly erotic, I cannot help but like it.

D’Var pulls his cock out of my mouth cupping my cheek, while he caresses it with his thumb. He is still cumming and it hits the floor, causing me to giggle.

“We made quite the mess there.” I say as I wipe my mouth with my sleeve, pushing up to my feet. I sway a little bit noticing how stiff my legs are from sitting on my knees. D’Var quickly steadies me.

“Can I touch you now?” he asks and I nod with a smile. He immediately pulls me close for a kiss.

“That was… amazing, L’Ren. I cannot believe you would do that for me.” I smile and shrug.

“You had no problem putting your mouth between my legs.” I say.

“That is different, that is a warrior’s need to please his mate.”

“Can’t I have the same feeling? I liked doing that D’Var. It gave me all the power, made me in control.” I snuggle against him. “Plus, I really like your dick.” I give him a smile as we just stand there, holding each other for a while. Our bond is humming with happiness, I have never felt more safe, more cherished than in this moment.

“We should clean up,” I murmur after a while.

“Yes, we should,” he agrees and we get to work.

CHAPTER 20

D’Var

We clean up the cargo bay in silence. L’Ren is silent, her arousal still clinging to the air, but her sadness is overflowing my mind. I focus on the big pots and putting the plants back where they belong.

We remain silent, working side by side with her is comforting me. I have not realized how much I need it still, even though the bond is completed I now realize I feel like her abduction is my fault for leaving her alone. I freeze. The thought is paralyzing me. Am I truly responsible?

I feel a small touch on my arm.

“D’Var? Are you alright?” I blink, opening my eyes slowly. There is my mate, my Zarra. I pull her into my arms, hold her, I breathe in her scent, soothing the aching feeling deep inside me.

“I am now, now that you are back and safe in my arms. I just realized how much it still haunts me. I feel that it is my fault you got taken. I am have trouble coming to terms with it.” L’Ren pulls me into her arms holding me tight.

“It is not your fault D’Var. You are the opposite of responsible for it. You saved me, when I was lost in my own mind, caught up in my terrors, it was the thought of you pulling me out of it. Just thinking of you was enough to find my strength and determination, to not allow that fucking Yalix be the end of me. I know it will take time for you to realize it, but you are my savior, my rock.

We don’t know what the future will hold, bad things will come. But I know that with you by my side, I can take on everything. If we are ever separated again, I know you will come for me, that knowledge will always give me strength and keep me going.”

I swallow. My mate, my L’Ren, she only sees the best parts of me, and she makes me want to be better. I breathe her in as I hold her tight.

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