Page 26 of Bad Beehavior

Our bodies still, but I don’t remove myself from her. I want to continue feeling her naked body under mine—her sated breath tickling my lips.

Finally, Jennessa pats my arm, my body draped over her. “Alright, I think I’ve lost feeling in my ass.”

I jerk up, examining her. “Are you okay?” How could I be so stupid, just lying on top of her instead of immediately attending to her needs?

She smiles and gives a small laugh. “Yes, I’m fine. I just can’t lie in this position any longer.” She stands and wraps her arms around my neck, kissing me on the lips.

Warmth melts through my body at her simple touch. She doesn’t regret what we did now that she’s sated. Every time we’ve engaged in pleasure before, she’s pushed me away immediately after. This time, she embraces me.

She rests her head on my shoulder, and I hold her in my arms as she subtly sways from one foot to the other, rocking us back and forth.

I could stay like this forever, just holding her in my arms with her breath against my neck, but Jennessa pulls back and rolls her shoulders.

I wait for the words of how we can never be.

“We should get back home. As much as I love standing naked in my shop in the pitch dark, I could kill for a shower.”

My heart sings. She wants me to return with her.

I wrap my arms around her waist and flutter my wings, raising us off the floor in my joy.

“Bee!” she yells, sinking her fingers into my back. “Don’t hurt yourself!”

I chuckle and bring us back to the ground. “My wings have been healed since yesterday. I just wanted more time with you.”

She slaps my shoulder with surprising strength and gives me a look with a protruded lip.

I brace for her dismissal—for her to burn with anger at my deceit, but her harsh expression curves into a smile. “I was worried about you.”

“I’m sorry, my sweet,” I pull her into me. “But I couldn’t bear leaving you—I still can’t bear it.” I capture her lips with mine.

She mates my mouth back, deepening the contact, and it doesn’t take long for a fire to drop to my abdomen and my stinger to harden, ejecting from my body again. Just when I’m about to drag my fingers to her core to feel how wet she is for me, she pushes back. “We should go.” She smiles and walks to the light switch, flipping them on.

My eyes strain from the abrupt contrast from darkness.

Jennessa squints but walks to the counter to gather her clothing. “Oh my god,” she exclaims, and I rush over to see what has alarmed her.

She holds up a bundle of plants she was cutting earlier. “Look at this!”

“Yes, I see. They’re pretty plants.”

“No, that’s not it. They were basically dead when I was bundling them. Now they’ve bloomed back to life!”

“How wonderful.” I smile at her. I love how excited she gets from the simple things in life.

“No, Bee, you don’t get it. Flowers don’t just come back to life on Earth.” She examines the counter, the flowers still in her hand. “Oh my God!” She looks horrified but holds a small smile.

“What is it, my sweet?”

“It’s your semen.” She bursts into a laugh, covering her mouth. “It must have dripped out of me and got on the table. Every flower it touched has bloomed. Can your jizz bring plants to life?”

I scrunch my face. “Of course. Do the males here not revitalize nature with their seed?”

She laughs, placing the flowers back down on the counter. “No, and thank God. If men held that kind of power here, we’d never hear the end of it.”

“The female queen holds all the power on my planet. I imagined the females here would hold just as much with how powerful you are and how intoxicating your cunt is.”

She laughs and shakes her head while she pulls on her clothes.

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