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“I suggest you start your teams evacuating people from the east side and work your way west. Use explosives to demolish the structures and heavy equipment to clear them.”
“That’s how I processed the job,” said Rexas. “Our heavy equipment should arrive tomorrow along with support personnel to help manage the refugees. Some of them are people Commander Dark’s teams rescued five years ago.”
“That shows progress. It will take a lot of people to pull this all together. LA and here were probably the densest populated areas in North America before the war,” said Max.
“And the bombings left the most people dead in areas like this. No one was prepared for such a massive attack. They broke through all our space fleet defenses and wreaked destruction worldwide.”
“Now that I’ve given you the tour, I’m going to head back to the mountains to spend quality time with my female,” Max told him.
“I’d say you earned it, sir. We’re glad you warriors returned to Earth and pulled us out of stasis.”
“That was Commander Dark’s doing, but I am also glad. Com me through our network if anything comes up. I’ll be back when I can.”
“We’ve got this, sir. My teams have all been updated with Commander Dark’s protocol for evacuation and demolitions,” said Rexas.
Max inclined his head in a mini bow salute and headed for his sky cycle. He suppressed the urge to sprint to his vehicle because it might appear unseemly. Even though he was in command of a massive operation, he’d been marking time until he could head back to his mate in the mountains.
He would return as they got deeper into the megalopolis to where the overlord behind the human trafficking could be confronted. Max wanted in on that battle. They were responsible for the attempt to kidnap his Falyn.
Chapter Thirteen
Falyn had just gotten back to the house after chores and set her basket of eggs on the counter when she heard the soft whine of Max’s sky cycle. Her first impulse was to run out and throw herself into his arms. Instead, she walked out as he was landing in the yard.
He landed it in the yard about thirty feet away. Climbing off, he covered the distance between them in a few strides and caught her in his arms, lifting her up for a heartfelt, passionate kiss. Falyn met his lips eagerly, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.
While he was gone, part of her feared it was all a dream and he wouldn’t return. Because he had never been real.
But he was real. When she was wrapped in his arms, sharing mind-blowing kisses, it felt like he was breathing new life into her soul.
Falyn had gotten used to being alone, keeping busy with chores, and training Angus as he grew. She’d accepted that she would probably die alone on her homestead, and no one would even care.
There were a few people she traded with in town she considered friends, but they were accustomed to seeing her at random intervals. They wouldn’t think it odd if she didn’t show up for an extended period. Even if it worried them, they wouldn’t know where to find her home. She never shared the location with anyone. Strangers could mean trouble.
Falyn had things on her homestead that few people had since the bombings. Her home was powered off the grid. She had a machine to work her garden, water, food, animals, a decent home, and a horse. The isolated location was a blessing and a curse.
Not many people had stumbled onto the homestead. They’d all been friendly and grateful for the hospitality. She had hoped the boy who took her virginity would stay, but she never saw him again when he left.
Falyn half expected it would be the same with Max, but now that she was in his arms, she knew he was real. After he called that morning, she’d planned to make supper for his arrival. Even then, it had still seemed surreal.
The passion in his kisses told her Max was not thinking of food. He wanted her, and she was more than okay with that as desire surged through her body. Her nipples pebbled, aching for his touch, and she could feel the wetness at her core.
Max barely broke the kiss as he carried her to the house and up the back porch steps. Falyn knew exactly where this was going, and she moaned softly in anticipation. In seconds they were inside her bedroom beside her bed, the same bed once shared by her parents. But nothing mattered except that she was in Max’s arms where she knew she belonged.
He filled her senses… his kiss, his spicy scent …her breasts crushed against his chest …his arms holding her tightly … his tongue plundering her mouth, staking his claim. She gave it all to him while taking all he offered.
Soon that wasn’t enough. Max let her down, and they started pulling off clothes. It took only seconds for them to shed their clothing and come together naked on the bed.
Falyn was eager to have him fill the emptiness between her thighs. But as he lay between her legs, his lips barely an inch from hers, he whispered, “I want to taste you before we breed.”
She smiled at him and whispered, “I am all yours….” Caressing his neck and head, raising her head to press her lips to his. She wanted everything, starting with another deep, passionate kiss while his chest pressed down against her sensitive nipples and his cock lay lengthwise against her throbbing clit.
Falyn caressed him wherever she could reach while she let him drag his lips and tongue over her body, kissing and tasting. He spent a long time on her breasts and nipples while she raised her pelvis to rub her clit against his abdomen. That first climax eased her dire need so she could more thoroughly enjoy his foreplay.
She wanted to please him, too. He was taking his own, and she didn’t mind. Considering their last time together, Falyn would have many opportunities to return the favor.
She watched as he reached her mons and parted the dark hair over her sex. He drew in a long breath, savoring her musk before he dragged his tongue up her channel and flicked it over her clit.
Letting out a keening moan, she clawed at the bedcover, squirming against Max’s hold as he lapped her juices. He continued feasting with his arms around her thighs, holding them apart while anchoring her to the bed. Moaning and panting, she could feel her climax building in her lower belly as her muscles tensed.
