Page 56 of Avery

"We didn't want to be there. We wanted to be in this nest, cuddled up with one another, and eating pizza," Phial reminds me of our conversation this morning where I told him how badly I wanted to skip out on the dinner tonight.

It's a kind thing for the Intergalactic Alliance's Sentient Smuggling Department to offer for everyone who came to help during the trial, but I don't need to do a meet and greet with others who were victimized or the people who are working hard to shut it down.

Not that I don't appreciate all of them and think they're all great. But I like being on my ship, with my crew, more than anything else. This is my family now, and having to interact with other people, people I barely know. Yeah, that's never going to be high on my priority list.

"What if they think we're rude," I whine as my orgasm crashes into me.

I shake, barely able to keep my hand moving in those tight, perfect circles to milk out the full orgasm. The only reason I don't fall over is because Phial's still holding onto me, making sure I get everything I need. The heat is still early, so I have a small reprieve until more cramps start and my need to be filled grows.

Phial stays inside of me, thrusting slower as I come down. He hasn't come yet, and I know he's waiting for me to beg for it, tobeg for him. He likes getting me desperate for him during my heats, and I can't say that I don't love it, too.

"Oh no," he mocks with feigned concern. "Strangers will think we're rude." He presses his body over mine so his chest is flush against my back, and his head can rest on my shoulder as he lazily thrusts into me. "However will we survive this?"

"Shut up," I groan and let my head fall to the pillows. "You know what I mean."

"Mhm," Phial mumbles against my neck, his lips tracing soft kisses up and down the soft skin. "And I also know in about an hour you're going to be crying for my cocks and my tail. It's better you do that here than at dinner, don't you think?"

"You're not playing fair," I moan into the pillow, my desire rekindling as my heat pushes me closer and closer to needing to be filled, to be stretched, to be one with Phial. I cry out as fresh slick spills from me, a harsh cramp tightening my core and making my body convulse.

"Not even an hour." Phial licks at the sweat at the base of my neck before sitting back up and fucking me harder, pushing me into the furs and the pillows. I reach back to grab his thighs, needing to feel him, to touch him, needing more of whatever he can give me.

"Do you need my tail already, sweet mate?" he asks, his voice tender and sweet even though he's talking about using his tail to give me anal.

"Yes, please, I need it." The words come easily.

There's no shame during my heats—not anymore, not in a long time. Phial loves it, too. He loves the filthy things I beg for, loves that I want only him when I get this worked up, loves knowing he's the only one who gets to be with me when I'm like this.

He slides out of me, causing another cry. I know he's just going to reposition us so he can give me what I want, but my body isn't catching up to that, and my mind is worried that my only relief isleaving me. Phial rolls me onto my back, grabbing some pillows to stuff underneath my lower back. I snarl and snap my teeth at him for ruining the nest, but he shoots me a smirk that tells me he's going to do so much worse to it by the time this is over.

"Stop being so feisty." He snaps his teeth close to my face, and I bare my neck to him, a sign of submission from the Rytharian in me.

Phial's eyes light up at it, and he plants another kiss on my neck. I don't want to be bitten. We've discussed it before, and I definitely don't want it. So, when I ask for it during my heats, when I offer my neck up to him, Phial is sweet to me and makes sure to control himself.

"You want to be mine, Avery?" he asks as he slides his tail inside my pussy to cover it in slick. "Want to bear my mark for all to see. So, everyone knows this female is cared for? That she's claimed?"

"Fuck, yes." I arch my back as he penetrates my backside in slow, languid thrusts that nudge his tail further and further until I'm starting to feel full. "Bite me. Let them know I'm yours."

"I don't need to bite you, sweet mate," he murmurs as he presses another kiss to my neck where I'm straining from how hard I'm offering it to him. My more feral mind is trying to entice him into sinking his teeth into me, but his kind has no interest in it. Unless I ask for it when I'm clear-headed, he's never going to bite me.

"Do you know why I don't need to bite you?" He lines his cocks up with my pussy, causing a squeak of excitement to leave my lips. I'm barely paying any attention to what he's saying right now. My body is too stimulated by his attentions, my mind worrying about keeping him in this nest, inside me, until my heat is over. "Answer me, mate."

"I don't know." I arch my back, my hands move to my breasts, and I cup them closer together in the way I know Phial likes.I pinch my nipples, causing another gasp to leave my lips, and Phial hisses low in his throat, his eyes snapping down my body to watch me play with myself.

Phial's words are low as he speaks, and his thrusts become harder, edging me closer and closer to another orgasm. "They all know you're mine because you smell of me, Avery."

My eyes snap up to his, my feral brain saying yes, begging to smell more like him. I might not have the same sense of smell that other Rytharians do, but if any of them were to be near me, I'd want them to smell Phial on me. To know I'm claimed, I have a male. I have the most amazing male.

"There is not a moment in the day that goes by where you aren't stuffed full of my come, devouring my come, rubbing my come into your soft skin. You are claimed. You are mine." His words wash over me as another orgasm crashes into me, causing my body to tense, shake, and then go boneless in the nest. I whimper as he curls himself into me, lying on top of me but making sure to keep his full weight off.

"Shh," he murmurs as I start to cry. It won't be the first time it happens in the next few days, and Phial knows they aren't sad tears. "Rest with your cunt full of me, and I'll take you again when you need it."

"I love you," I whisper against his scaled chest. "I love you so much."

Phial pulls away from just enough to look down into my eyes. "I will always love you, Avery. From this day until our last."

He holds me in his embrace for what feels like so long, but judging based on the time on the comm, it is only a few minutes. A few perfect minutes where I feel loved, cherished, so full and complete.

Then another cramp hits me, and Phial's back to whispering dirty things in my ear as he fucks into me over and over again. I don't know why I ever worried about going through this withhim. He's meant for me. Of course, he would be the perfect heat partner, too. I think about that until I lose focus on anything that isn't how amazing he makes me feel.

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