Page 22 of Ravenous Alien Mate

“Many of the shops in the city sell items that cater to human females. After all, human females have been living on Mars for twenty years now. Since the war ended.” As soon as he mentioned the war, he regretted it. She’d told him she was twenty-eight years old, which meant she’d been a small child during the fighting. Did she remember much about it?

As if sensing his thoughts, she said, “My father built a bunker in our backyard well before humans made first contact with your people. I’m not certain what prompted him to do it, but I remember helping him put the final touches on it. He would always ask me to hand him tools. Anyway, after the fighting started, we hid in the bunker and didn’t come out until after Earth surrendered.”

“Were you frightened?”

“No. My parents made it fun. We played games and listened to music. They had me keep up with my studies, too, of course. I was only vaguely aware of what was going on. Sometimes I would awake in the middle of the night and hear my parents talking. Sometimes the ground would shake and I’d see my parents exchange a worried look. The war lasted for a few weeks and when we emerged, there wasn’t much left of our house. We had to continue living in the bunker until repairs could be made.”

“I am glad you had a safe place to hide during the war, sweet Leah.” He stroked her hair. “The thought of you frightened or in danger fills me with rage.”

“You were there, weren’t you?” she asked, though she sounded more curious than accusing. “The Vash’arr, you were on Earth fighting, is that correct?”

“Yes, I was there during the first attack and I stayed until Earth’s surrender.” He didn’t regret fighting the humans. They had attacked his people first. But it still saddened him to know she could’ve been injured in the fighting, had her parents not provided a safe location for her family to ride out the war. Many humans hadn’t been so lucky. Millions had died, though his people had been careful to keep civilian casualties low, instead focusing their efforts on human soldiers and political leaders.

Her breath danced across his chest as she exhaled. She turned further on her side and shifted closer to him. He draped an arm around her, feeling hopeful that she wasn’t pulling away from him after he’d confirmed he’d fought against her people.

“I figured you’d fought in the war.” She glanced away from him for a long moment, and when she finally returned her gaze to his, her eyes were brimming with emotion. “I-I’m glad you survived.”

Her words caused his heart to swell with tenderness. He sat up against the pillows, picked her up, and cradled her in his lap. He pressed a kiss to her forehead. When she wiggled slightly in his lap, his cock went hard and his desire for her ignited anew.

I’m glad you survived.

Her words kept repeating in his mind, bringing him hope for their future.

The sudden scent of her arousal reached him, and he could hold back no longer. He leaned down to kiss her, tangling his tongue with hers and growling into her mouth. She tasted like the sweet berries that had been served for dessert. He drank her in, unable to get enough, and he soon became lost in her scent, her taste, and her touch as she caressed the base of his horns as he continued kissing her.

“I want you, Jav,” she said, pulling back from his kiss. She squirmed in his lap. “I-I need to feel you inside me. Please.”

Another growl rumbled from him. Consumed by his increasing need, he placed her down on the bed and forced her legs apart with his knees. Her sweet but desperate plea to be claimed rang in his ears, prompting him to shove into her particularly hard. He gripped her hips and pumped into her.

“Is this what you want, my sweet Leah?” he asked, then bent over her to take one of her nipples between his teeth. He bit down, just hard enough to make her whimper. “Is that what you want? To be filled with your mate’s cock?”

A shuddering breath left her, and she soon started meeting his thrusts, arching her center upward each time he slammed into her depths. She was soaking wet and her pussy kept pulsing around him. His balls tightened and he groaned.

She whimpered louder and he reached for her clit, wanting to feel the heated pulses of her arousal. Still driving into her, his pace steady and rapid, he swirled his thumb overtop her swollen nubbin. She jerked underneath him and cried out. Moments later, he felt her insides contracting around him as she found her release.

Fluxx. A wave of primal satisfaction flowed through him. He liked bringing his sweet mate to the heights of pleasure. He liked watching her writhe and scream and whimper as she orgasmed on his plunging cock.

He withdrew from her, but only long enough to flip her over on the bed. He arranged her on her hands and knees, then pushed down on her lower back, forcing her back to arch and her center to rise straight up to meet his greedy cock. He gripped her hips and shoved into her, and the sound of his scrotum slapping against her soon filled the room.

The act of claiming her, and at her own request, was helping to close the divide that had opened between them earlier. He regretted that he’d accused her of spilling the water on purpose and treating her as though she were keeping a secret from him. But she wasn’t holding a grudge. She’d forgiven him.

She truly was the sweetest female he’d ever met. The treasure of his life.

I love her.

The realization struck him with a force that took his breath away. In the next instant, he erupted inside her, his seed pouring into her depths in a series of rapid spurts.

He stroked his hand up and down her back as he caught his breath. Then he withdrew from her center and gathered her up in his arms.

“Leah,” he said, his lips at her ear. “My sweet mate. Know that I will cherish you always.”

Chapter 19

Slowly but surely, Leah was starting to feel as though she belonged on this planet.

She wandered through the corridors of the palace, still awed by the beauty of the structure even after two full weeks on Mars. She’d taken to exploring the palace while Jav attended to his duties with the Vash’arr each day.

Sometimes she would run into Queen Esmay and would receive an invitation to venture to the shopping district, which she always accepted, even though the invitations had made her a bit uneasy at first. She wasn’t used to people being nice to her, nor was she used to having friends.

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