Page 17 of Possessive Alien Mate

She nodded. “Yes, thank you, Rem, though it didn’t really hurt before. Just a tiny bit sore, I guess.” She blushed and glanced away.

“I drew you a bath, my sweet mate,” he said, applying more pressure upon the cloth, hoping to force the medicine to sink into her tender flesh.

“I thought I heard water running. A bath sounds heavenly.” She stifled a yawn and then gave him a shy smile as he brushed a hand through her dark tresses.

She sighed and leaned into his touch. For several long moments, they simply stared at one another in silence, though he felt as though an understanding was passing between them. The understanding that they were now mated in every sense of the word and she belonged to him forever. And likewise, he belonged to her. He had decided he liked her human concept of a mating union, in which both the male and female belonged to one another.

However, that still meant he planned to protect her and keep a close eye on her. She was his female, and Gods how he wanted to trust her fully. He wondered how long that would take, but quickly pushed such thoughts aside. He needed to get her into the medicinal bath.

“I would like to bathe you now, before the water gets cold.” He lifted her up and carried her into the bathroom, the cool compress still tucked between her thighs. He sat on the edge of the tub, cradling her in his lap, as warmth for his sweet mate filled him. She truly was a treasure to behold. A gift from the Gods.

“No one has ever bathed me before,” she said, her cheeks turning bright pink. “Isn’t this a little strange?”

“There is nothing strange about a male tending to his female’s needs,” he declared as he set her down in the water. The compress floated up and he lifted it from the bath, setting it aside.

“Mm. This feels nice.” She sank back in the water, the corners of her lips curving in a slight smile.

He picked up a washcloth and gave her a pointed look as he dipped it into the water. “Give me your leg.”

Chapter 13

Despite the intimacies they had just shared, Tyra lowered her head, feeling shy and a bit uncertain as Rem dried her off using a large plush towel. He was still unashamedly naked and she couldn’t help but sneak the occasional peek at him. His cock was completely erect, though he acted as though nothing were amiss as he took care of her, nor did he attempt to claim her again and satisfy his obvious needs, for which she was grateful. She wanted some time to get her thoughts in order before they were intimate again.

She repressed a yawn as he held up her yellow dress, which he’d just pulled out of a strange looking box with flashing lights that rested against the bathroom wall.

“It’s clean,” he said. “Fresh out of the clothing refresher.”

“Thank you.”

He helped her into the dress just as an odd ringing sound echoed through the house. It sounded almost like a doorbell, though it was more melodious than any doorbell she’d ever heard.

Rem stiffened and growled low in his throat. “Whoever that is, I will be sending them away,” he said, pressing a kiss atop her head. “Stay here. I’ll return soon.”

She nodded and set about taming her long locks while he went downstairs. She found her hairbrush stashed in the top dresser drawer next to her clothing and moved it into the bathroom, along with a few makeup items she’d brought. After she finished getting ready, she found an empty shelf in a bathroom cabinet to store her things in. A sense of giddiness filled her to see her hairbrush resting on the shelf next to her cosmetics.

She lived here now. On Mars. With a huge green alien named Rem who’d just made her see stars, then proceeded to give her a bath. She flushed in remembrance of his hands roaming all over her body with the washcloth.

She stared at herself in the mirror and smoothed her hands over the skirt of her dress, then made sure her hair looked perfect. She found she wanted to look good for Rem and this realization left her feeling a bit dizzy, in a pleasant sort of way.I’m crushing on him, she thought.I like him, and he likes me.

As she exited the bathroom, she heard multiple voices drifting upstairs. Curious, she exited the bedroom and crept down the hallway to the staircase. She peeked down the steps and glimpsed a beautiful purple Marttiaxoxalian female standing next to a green male who looked almost like Rem. He wasn’t quite as tall though and the markings on his horns were slightly different.

Her stomach clenched with nervousness. Apparently, Rem’s parents had stopped for a visit, and quite unexpectedly judging from the tone her mate was using as he conversed with them. She couldn’t discern his exact words, however, as he was speaking in his native tongue.

Should she venture downstairs and say hello?

Even though she’d just brushed out her hair, she found herself nervously smoothing her hands through her long locks in an effort to look as presentable as possible. She wanted his parents to like her.

Before she could decide whether or not to go downstairs, Rem’s mother turned and glanced up the steps, her gaze locking with Tyra’s.

Well, she’d just been spotted. There was no hiding now. Not unless she wanted to be rude.

“Hello!” Rem’s mother called out in Galactic Common, her whole face lighting up, making her look younger than she had moments ago. Not that she looked very old. In fact, both Rem’s parents appeared about the same age as him, with the exception of an extra line or two on their faces.

Tyra smiled at Rem’s mother and waved as she started descending the steps. Rem moved into her line of sight and she almost chuckled at the look of exasperation he was wearing. He looked every bit the grouch she had accused him of being just yesterday, and she pressed her lips together to keep herself from laughing.

“Mother and Father,” he said, “this is my mate, Tyra.” Rem held out a hand to her as she reached the bottom of the steps. “Tyra, meet my mother, Alissina, and my father, Teva.”

Alissina drew Tyra away from Rem before she could reply and wrapped her in a warm hug.

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