Page 40 of Keeping Freya
Today is my lucky day, because I do not have to wait long before my mark appears. The heat of the planet makes him smell even worse than when we encounter their race in Space, and I am glad that I am far away. He is walking with two other Sternotheri, a couple of Caudata, and a Krait. An unsavory bunch that is absolutely clear. They halt on the square and talk about their plans. Fragments of their conversation find their way to me; something about meeting up here tomorrow, and I look back to see the bar they came from.
Memorizing everything, I stay still and watch. The High Commander walks back towards their ship. One of the goons follows, and the other stays behind. I know a weak link when I see one, and I am itching to get my hands onhim. However, he re-enters the bar they came from at the same time his colleagues reach the ship, so there is nothing I can do.
Looking up at the sky, I see the red hue of sunset. Time for me to go back, because I have no doubt Fr’Ya will be anxiously waiting, and she will follow through on her threat of following me.
Retracing my steps, I do my best to erase all the tracks I made in the vegetation. Though I highly doubt the thugs that frequent the Den are looking outside the clearing, I am not taking any risks.
I run back, and about twenty minutes later, I find my mate still firmly locked in the tree I left her in.
I call out to her softly, “Fr’Ya! It is me; you can come out.” For good measure, I fire up the scanner, which confirms her heat signature.
“You know, we really should have agreed on a secret password,” she replies from above. “Because how do I know it’s you and not some strange alien who is like a shapeshifter or something?”
With a sigh, I rake my hand through my hair. “There are no shapeshifters on this planet. There are, however, a lot of criminals, and the High Commander is here.”
She squeals, and I hear movement in the trees. “You found him!”
“Not so loud, but yes, I did.”
Her grinning face comes into view. “That is awesome! Help me down, please?”
I help her down, her body sliding against mine for the last feet.
“T’Rak,” her voice is husky and breathless, and the bond is pulsing fiercely now that she is so close. I do not move away from her, I cannot move away now that the sweet scent of her arousal is hanging in the air.
Her hands land on my chest, and she looks up at me. Anticipation shines in her eyes when she wets her lips. I groan when I see her tongue coming out; the sight of her pink lips instantly hardens my cock.
I lift her chin and lean in. “Can I kiss you?”
She rolls her eyes. “You don’t have to ask permission for every kiss anymore, big guy. Though I love that you’re so careful with me.”
Grinning, I bring my lips down on hers, softly caressing her mouth with mine. I suck on her upper lip, making her moan, and when she opens her mouth, our tongues collide and start a primal dance. Her taste explodes on my tongue, and I can barely hold myself together. Pressing myself against her body, I cup the back of her neck to take control of our kiss. Each stroke of my tongue was more deliberate and more arousing.
More, I need more, and I rip my mouth from hers. “I need you, Fr’Ya”
“Oh yes,” she replies, her hands roaming my chest.
I lift her with one hand, pinning her to the tree. She lets out a little yelp and wraps her legs around my waist. She looks mesmerizing. Her cheeks are pink, her lips are swollen, and her breath comes in pants.
She tugs on my jaw. “Kiss me, big guy,” she commands, and I happily oblige.
Kissing her is quickly turning into my most favorite pastime. My cock is aching, and I rock against her core. Arousal blooms all around her, and I grind into her.
She arches into me, and her arousal is all I can sense. The bond is pulsing, and I am almost certain she feels it too.
Fr’ya moans my name, and I lean my forehead against hers, my tail caressing her breasts.
“What do you need, my treasure?” The endearment slips out, but she does not seem to mind.
“You.. I need…” She lets out a frustrated groan, and her eyes snap open. “How far can we take it till you can’t back out of this bond anymore?”
I kiss her softly. “The bond is ours, and ours alone. There was no going back for me since I laid eyes on you.” She starts protesting, but I silence her with another kiss. “I am a selfish male, Fr’Ya. I will take anything you give me, even if it's just glances from afar.”
Her eyes grow dark and misty. “You say the sweetest things,” she murmurs. Her hands roam over my body, caressing my sides, my arms, and my shoulders. She sighs, and I cannot help but thrust into her a little bit.
“We can do as much or as little as you want. No expectations, just you and what you need in this moment.”
For an instant, I lose the caress of her hands as she brings them to the top of the front zipper of her suit and slides it down. All the way down. My tail has a mind of its own and slides inside, caressing her nipple as I grind my cock against her core.
