Page 15 of Bad Beehavior

He drops them onto the floor when he sees me, looking a little guilty. “You’re home!” he exclaims.

“Uh, yeah. What are you doing with my sheets?”

“Oh, um.” He picks them off the floor. “Kent made quite a mess, so I wanted to remove these.”

“Kent?”

“Yes, he came by with a female.”

“What? Kent was here with another woman? What the fuck?” I know I just decided to break up with him, but this news is still a sucker punch to the gut.

“Was he not allowed to enter? I would have made him leave, but you said you didn’t want me to show myself in my larger form.”

“What did they do?”

“They mated in your bed.”

“And you just watched?”

He walks closer, his golden eyes searching me frantically. He looks like a lost little puppy dog bee, and I shouldn’t have such an abrasive tone with him, but I can’t help it.

“Was that not allowed? It didn’t affect me, not in the way you do.”

Although I’m raging, his sweet, innocent words melt my fury for a moment.

Not in the way you do.He thinks about me sexually. I don’t want to feel aroused during this conversation about my boyfriend fucking another girl in my bed, but I can’t help it. I shake my head, trying to get back on track.

“Kent was—well, I guess still is my boyfriend. You just watched him cheat on me in my bed.”

“Are friends not allowed to mate with others on your planet?”

“No, we aren’tjustfriends. We are exclusive.” I pace in a circle. “Boyfriends and girlfriends mean that we onlymatewith each other. The same rules don’t apply to everyone. Some people agree to fuck other people, but that’s not what most people do, anyways…This is upsetting to me. I was going to break up with him anyways, but I was trying to be loyal and a good person and not fuck you while I was dating someone. But I guess there’s no point because he’s fucking someone else in my own apartment. Oh my God, he’s such a dick!”

“You wish to fuck me?”

His words knock me out of my bubbling rage. I stop in my tracks and turn my attention toward him.

He’s standing only a few feet away from me, the dirty sheets on the floor, and his erect, blackstingerstands to attention between his legs.

I was right. It does retract. I missed it happen, but it must fill up with blood or something and bulge out of his body when he’shorny. Right now, I can’t analyze it too much. Not when the sight of him makes my mouth water.

I stare at his dick, my mouth wide. It doesn’t seem to be fuzzy like the rest of him. It’s shiny, as if it’s wet. I bring my attention back to his eyes.

He’s staring at me. His lips parted, and his eyes hold a hungry stare.

“Fuck it.” I charge toward him, not giving a fuck about the previous conversation with myself on my way home. I wrap my arms around his neck, capturing his lips with mine.

He’s startled at first, but it only takes a second before he wraps his strong arms around me, pulls me close, and works his lips against mine.

I’m not sure if his kind kisses, but he seems to get the hang of it after only a few seconds, his tongue finding perfect harmony with mine.

A thought nags at the back of my consciousness, even if every cell in my body ignites. He refers to fucking asmating,so it doesn’t seem like they’re casual with their hookups. Mating to me means babies and monogamy. Maybe we shouldn’t take it all the way just yet. I need to make sure I’m not expected to be hismatefor life if we have sex. But God, it’s hard to think of anything but his lips on mine and his hands edging closer and closer down my backside. I’d probably do anything he wants when he makes me feel this good.

I’ve had good make-outs before, but this feels different, as if all my nerves are buzzing.

I bring my hands down his chest, realizing it’s not just my nerves buzzing; he’s vibrating. I lean in closer, his vibrating dick rubs against me through my pants, and I moan into his mouth.

I must feel more of it. I let my hands trail down his abdomen until I grab the base of his cock.

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