Page 38 of May the Stars Have Mercy
“Please,” she begged. “Claim me.”
He snarled, dropping her hands. Two hands slapped against the mattress beside her head, the others keeping her legs to him, he rocked into her with abandon. Faster, little control, he bullied her insides with his textured shaft. Her eyes rolled back in her head. Xexis huffed louder and louder till it turned into a moan. He lost himself in her and she was gone. Her mind melted out her ears and dribbled down her neck. She found his hands gripping the mattress and put hers over his. Tangling their fingers together, she gripped him for all she had.
Her insides snapped once more, and a wash of pleasure and cold chills wrecked her. She fell limp against the mattress. Aphrodite cried out into the blanket, sobbing. Xexis tightened his grip around her and drove her into the mattress harder. It was nearly too much until he found his own pleasure. He spilled into her.Bruising her legs with his grip, his muscles spasmed with every rock of his hips and rope of his cum. The hands trying to tear a hole through the mattress eased. He slid out of her hands and underneath her stomach.
Prying her from the bed, Xexis fell out of her like a weight. Her organs instantly cried with relief. Aphrodite held still as he turned her and laid her onto her back. His release trailed down her legs to the floor. Unclipping her dress, he unwrapped her in the reflection of his planet. She lay on the bed, staring up at him cloaked in shadow. His features were soft again. Memorizing every inch of her, he took hold of his own top and unclipped it. Their clothing fell to the floor as he brought her up into his arms. Skin to skin, face to face, she exhaled slowly.
Xexis wrapped his arms around her. Between his panting for air, and her bubbles of nervous laughter, the room filled with life. He detached her data pad from her arm and set it aside. With a sharp inhale, his breathers whirling heavily, he spoke again. Voice soft, raspy, but not hungry.Sweet, affectionate.“My mate, thank you.”
“For fighting you?” she asked, dropping her arms around his shoulders.
“Yes, that was delicious, I enjoyed it.” He beamed, pincers standing straight out with pride. “I very much like claiming my mate.”
“I like being claimed.” She pet the back of his shoulders tenderly. “I’ll consider fighting back every once in a while. Sometimes I just like being regular prey.”
He chuckled, “And sometimes you like being the hunter.”
She wiggled her eyebrows at him suggestively. “I like hearing you beg.”
Hecupped her backside and squeezed it. “I would do anything to see your face the way it is now.”
“Red and sex drunk?” She lay her forehead against his.
“Happy, with no cares in the stars.”
Aphrodite kissed his forehead over and over till the exhaustion took over. She yawned first. Xexis followed soon after. He crept back to Buddy and picked him off the chest he was set on. The drone whirled back to life and angrily twirled at Xexis. “I apologize, tiny one, but you were in between me and my mate.”
“Down, Buddy, it’s alright. But only if Xexis does it.”
Buddy chirped and zoomed toward the bed. Aphrodite drooped in Xexis’ arms and hugged him tight. Her mate took them to bed and tucked her under the blanket. Like an octopus, he engulfed her. Drifting on the line of unconsciousness, she stared out to his home world. Massive and lush, full of life. Things floated around it like flies around a horse. There were black squares in between trees she could only imagine were buildings or structures. She wasn’t sure how close they were to the planet, but it soothed her to see it. The stars were a soft night light as they orbited the planet.
Aphrodite fell asleep to the sound of Xexis breathing against the back of her head.
And for the first night in a long time…no nightmares destroyed her peaceful sleep.
Chapter Twenty-Four:
Thesoundofsomeonebanging their fist against the door woke Aphrodite with a start. She sat up in the bed, clutching the hefty blanket to her chest. The room was frosty. Air kissed her deep sleep, sweat-coated skin. She raked her hair back with her fingers. It needed a wash and brush.Someone fucked my hair into a nest.The heavy knocking stopped, and a voice filled the air. “Xexis, you had better wake!”
“Go away. Quagmor!’ Xexis bellowed from the tangled blankets and pillows.
“You sleeping log! Rise or I shall toss you from the sheets myself.” Quagmor’s jovial laughter bounced off the metal walls. The room was still drenched in darkness, but only because the window faced the void of space. Unlike the night before, where the station was facing the planet, they had twisted in their orbit. Aphrodite blinked the sleep from her eyes.
“Doing that would be unwise, my mating trunk is fully out!” Xexis proclaimed, stretching against the mattress.
“We were raised together, I’ve already seen it.”
“Aphrodite’s naked!”
There was grumbling on the other side of the door. With a huff, one last knock against the door, Quagmor spoke again, “Fine! But bathe and dress fast. I want plenty of time to talk with your mate before we’re whisked to the Council. I just got off a ship and not looking forward to being stuffed back inside one again.”
Silence filled the air. Aphrodite shifted to peer her bleary eyes at Xexis. He was spread across the bed, muscles trembling from the stretch. Then he grunted and softened back against the mattress. Gazing up at her, he warmed her insides. She put a hand at the center of his chest and stroked down his abdomen. Xexis took ahold of her by the nape of her neck and pulled her in. Their foreheads touching, she slipped back down. Draping herself over him, she groaned at the tight embrace of his arms. He cracked her back then eased his squeeze. Her head fell to his shoulder.I could go back to sleep.
“If we do not move, he will return and will be louder.”
Aphrodite exhaled, letting her mate whisk them from the bed. The lights in the room finally extinguished the shadows around them. She absorbed it from the arms of Xexis as he led them to a room adjacent. The bedroom had been simple; a bed with a bedside table and many shelves embedded in the walls. There was a crystal wall encasing a walk-in closet and a lounging couch against the wall across from the window. Then they passed through a hissing door into a personal bathroom. Much like the ship, there was a below ground jacuzzi sized tub with slots and about twelve faucet options. Xexis stepped into the tub and it rushed to life. Floral scents that were uncannily close to wildflowers but something more citrusy filled the air. Steam coated the onyx walls full of sensors. Four bowls were against the walls in varying heights, and a few other devices she’d never seen. However, she wasn’t able to absorb all of it as she was jostled in his arms and settled into his lap. Xexis was capable of being a gentle lover, a rough one and many things in between. What hewasn’t capable of doing was being soft on her human flesh in the steaming water. Aphrodite snatched the moss from his rough hands and smacked his chest with it after he nearly ripped skin off.
She floated in the water, scrubbing between toes and fingers. Her hair was foamed and lathered. She was at peace, cleansing her body while Xexis cleaned his like he was caked in mud. It was a soft silence. Peaceful and lovely. She enjoyed floating back to his lap and rinsing her hair beneath the faucet beside him. He held her close, nuzzling his face against her shoulder.
