Page 55 of Her Alien Savior
“Remember your promise to me, Pulsunne. You will live for us.”
I couldn’t speak, and I felt like my whole body was cold and on fire at the same time.
“What have you done?” Another voice quaked with fear. “Bring her to my lab.” Klemon?
Time meant nothing and everything, until I felt a pinch on my numb body and life screamed back into my limbs.
“She’s going to make it. It’s lucky you two are bonded. She’s healing quickly,” was that Tomquin’s voice? More jostling, and more kaleidoscopic sounds and images before I focused on one.
Amber eyes, staring down at me and begging me to fight.
For you, always, I thought until the darkness took me.
Chapter twenty-three
Riley
NeciasPrimewasbeautiful,and it only took a couple of months to get there from Trillume, and I didn’t want to go through stasis again, so I had plenty of time to enjoy being with Direl. It was important he returned to Necias Prime to let the tribe know in the flesh that the old rights were enacted, and their planet was their own once more. But he’d have to be accepted by the tribe and give them the opportunity to challenge him for his title before it was official. He didn’t want to lead or be a king, but I think that’s what made the best leaders, the ones who never wanted it.
I was told Nen-Le was forced to stay behind on Trillume and an uneasiness made me keenly aware it wouldn’t be the last time we heard from her. It was a strange sensation to know that I had everything I wanted with a mate I never anticipated, but I remembered what it felt like when I bathed with Nen-Le, and if it weren’t for Direl… that connection might never have been severed. She was still out there, and if she truly believed we were mates, then she’d have to challenge my bond with Direl. I didn’t want to think about it, and the best thing I could do to prevent it was to have a traditional claiming with the necia tribes present.
“Are you ready?” Nate asked, and I nodded, wearing the ceremonial robes of a claiming ceremony.
The whole House of Nel was here, at least anyone who was on the planet, and many of the other tribes came to celebrate. It was a little intimidating.
Nate handed me the spear he had made for me, with modifications to include the epul that Direl lost in his duel. His epul would now permanently be my favorite weapon. There was no way to put it back in his arm, but he wasn’t worried about it. “Knowing a piece of me is always protecting you is worth it,” he’d said. It was now a dagger point of my spear, and I could remove it as a detachable knife if I wanted to.
The tribe started to make music with their instruments and deep clucking in the back of their throats. That was my sign to come out. I was ready to be claimed by my mate, officially, of course.
I was debating if I wanted to run or not. I liked it when he got all excited and lost his control. Smiling deviously, I twirled my spear around and slashed it to my side with a flourish. Then I stared across the way at Direl, standing at the ready, his epul fully extended, and his eyes black with need.
“Queen Riley Spearit of Necias Prime,” someone chanted, and I stilled. What did they just call me? I shook it off and walked forward.
Someone else shouted the same title, and my gaze flicked to Direl with irritation. He didn’t say anything about being called a queen.
He laughed and grinned with his fangs flashing before he shouted across the way, “Will you run from me now, Pulsunne?”
A shiver went down my legs, and heat pooled at my center. I should have been hesitant with the many eyes that would be watching us, but when it came to my mate, everything else fell away. It was only us, and I wanted them all to know he was mine. The fear he held about another seeking my claim from him lessened after being marked, but I could see he still didn’t believe he was worthy of a mate or the title of king. He didn’t want it, and I’m sure if an honorable warrior came around, he would gladly give the command to someone else. That was the kind of warrior he was. Whatever was best for the tribe, even if that meant for now, it was him.
I circled where he stood, and he matched my movements. He watched my feet to see my intentions, as my bare toes slid across the green tinted dirt. It wasn’t grass, but it was familiar enough to have the ground be green to help balance out the strangeness of the skies being reddish purple, and the tree bark being blue with orange leaves, though even the leaves weren’t really the same as Earth. Then I ran towards the forest with a bright smile of excitement, as the tribe hooted behind me, Direl close on my trail. This wasn’t about him catching me, I thought, this was about luring him in so I could show all the warriors that humans weren’t just squishy, we were fierce and passionate.
Stabbing the tree with my spear, I used the leverage to climb to nearest branch. Direl was in range, sniffing the air, when he spotted my spear left behind, he stilled. Before he looked up to see me, I launched on his back, the only place he didn’t have epul stabbing out in all directions, and wrapped my legs around his waist, hanging on to his epul on his shoulders at the base, where they weren’t sharp. I licked the back of his ear, and whispered, “It’s not running if I catch you.”
“I have something for you to catch, my mate,” he teased as his cock twitched to attention. He’d already torn his ceremonial robes from his body as he ran. Direl stood with me clinging to him, and his epul softened like they were muscle, not bone at all. Most of his epul receded back into his second skin, as I plunged my fangs into his neck slowly. A long moan hissed through his throat.
Sliding down his back I reached around and gripped his thick cock, making him buck into my hand. I traced the epul nodes along his shaft, and they flexed and expanded with a slight vibration that had my thighs clench together. I knew what it felt like to have him inside of me, moving and filling me so completely. He grabbed my hand and lifted it to his cheek as he nuzzled it and licked my palm and then suckled on my wrist.
He pulled me around to face him, and he kissed down my arm, until he reached my elbow. His fangs gently rubbed up and down the soft flesh before he sunk in and took my blood in him. Our blood, I kept reminding myself. Warmth spread through my limbs and I bit my lip as his hands rubbed along my chest, and hips before cupping my ass. I giggled. He was definitely a butt guy.
Like he could read my mind he told me, “Every part of you is both lightning and rain, igniting and soothing my soul with every touch, sound, and scent.”
“Burn with me,” I cooed and touched the epul on his thigh that I wanted out. Like my fingers were magnetic, as I retracted, it extended, and I lifted my leg over the base like it was a hook. I angled my hips and rubbed my slick pussy against the length of his cock. I knew it was just our connection, and him being in tune with me, but I didn’t care. It felt powerful to wield this walking weapon with something so simple as a touch. He was the only one capable of destroying my heart, and I knew with so much certainty that he never would.
I grabbed on to a few of his shoulder epuls and with my heel digging into his firm ass, I pulled his hips closer. Easing myself onto his hard cock, I stilled as his head stretched me. My head fell back, and his hands gripped my ass before he growled and thrust deeper. Direl pulled out, leaving only the tip and guided my hips in small, torturous pulses of breaching my entrance. In and out, as I squirmed trying to have him seat fully within me. He held firm and grinned mischievously as he dipped in shallow teasing prods. I rocked forward, feeling my release building. He eased me to the ground, and I whimpered at the emptiness. This new position allowed him an extra hand to seek out my clit, and he teased it with circling swoops and passes, getting me close to the edge once more. He kissed down my stomach until his tongue was replacing his fingers on my clit and his fingers rubbed between my folds, pressing at my entrance in lovely rhythm that made me preen with sensations. My thighs squeezed around his head, pulling him closer as I spasmed, coming in his mouth.
Before the waves of pleasure ebbed, he was already licking his lips and grabbing my limp thighs, pulling my hips up to his cock.
“There is too much distance between us, Pulsunne. I am incomplete without you,” he roared while his cock thrust into me, and it was such intense relief and fire all at once.
