Page 51 of May the Stars Have Mercy
“Will my mate climax here, or shall I suck on your pleasure center on the bed?”
Her mind swirled as she tried to find words. Millions of years of evolution and endless knowledge all leaking out of her ears as he fucked the brains out of her. She cried out, meeting his hips as much as she could. Xexis picked up the speed, clearly deciding for himself. His skin smacked against hers. She breathed steam and desire thick enough to be smog.
Xexis chased his own release until her legs were numb and she wasn’t sure she’d ever be able to spell her name again. His legs tensed. She was tugged back hard by the cuffs and yelped as his other fingers bore into her hips. Heat spilled into her before it trickled down her legs. She saw stars and was too weak to chase them with her eyes. Aphrodite whimpered as he slipped his cock from her.
She stumbled but stayed standing only by the cuffs attached to her wrists. Xexis helped her stand up and against his body. “My mate, will you be able to stand, or shall I deliver you?”
“Legs no work,” she murmured.
“Delivery, then,” he chuckled, whisking her off her feet. “I apologize, I was eager to claim you this morning.”
“‘Tis nice.” She flopped her head back with a lust drunk giggle. “Where’d the cuffs come from?”
“It is wise to always travel with two sets of cuffs, in case they have more than two hands.” He dropped her onto the bed, clambering over her dripping wet. “Some hunts require a living prey.”
“Mmm,” she hummed happily.
“Shall I devour you now, or shall I wait till you can run again?”
Something sharp sparked in her belly as she smirked up at him.
“As I thought.” He pressed his forehead to hers, releasing her from the cuffs. “Rest for a moment while I finish washing. Then we’ll dress.”
She blurted out, “Is that what you want?”
He rose up, eyeing her with humored bewilderment. “Is what, what I—what? Wait? Want.”
Aphrodite burst with childish giggles as she cupped his face.He shouldn’t be allowed to be this cute.Xexis scowled at her, for only a moment, before pressing his forehead to hers. “You are what I want.”
As he slithered off her and left her wet, horny yet satisfied, and weak on the bed, she stared at the ceiling over them. Buddy eventually floated into view and twirled before her. She swatted at him again, enjoying the amused, metallic chirp. It was a fight for her life to sit up again. Her core screamed.Stricter core strength training was a must!Finally, she fumbled with her data pad back onto her arm. Buddy danced around her head as she limped to the closet.
Note to self, stop fucking standing up.She knew that note would be forgotten about nearly immediately.
The room had a closet, much like the ones at home. She touched a light blue button on the side and it snapped open. Not that they had packed, but she wasn’t surprised when there were clothes inside. A similar outfit to what she wore, but with sleeves that ended at her elbows and the pants were more like leggings. She was nearly strapped in when Xexis appeared in the room again. Smiling, she leaned against the wall and studied him. He hunched over to dry every last inch of his legs and toes, she trailed her graze over his back. Aphrodite never considered herself a muscleaficionado until her mate was built like a brick house and every part of him was thick with them.
And for the first time in her life, she stared at a person’s ass and understood the appeal of a gluteus maximus. Heat rolled over her cheeks as she tried not to laugh at herself.Why shouldn’t I appreciate what he has? He overly appreciates what I have!Yet, she felt silly enjoying his legs flex as he stretched all four arms up and over his head. Then, her mate caught her staring and he lit up with pride.Never mind, it’s not silly.She flushed as he charged over to her and scooped her up in his arms.
“My mate is not still needing, is she? For I can just as easily remove those pants again.”
She tossed her arms around him, shaking her head. “No, I’m good, I just like looking at you.”
“I am a good looking mate, am I not?” he wiggled his pincers playfully, setting her down on her feet again.
“Very good looking,” she breathed, pushing up on her toes to kiss his cheek. “Now, put on pants before Quagmor or worse comes to break down the door and demand we hurry up.”
“You have a point; he is most impatient and rude.” Xexis shook his head with a huff as he slipped away from her. She watched to the very last second his body was covered. Aphrodite memorized every muscle, every dip, every curve of his body. Then, as he slipped the crystal rings up his arms, and she noticed the lettering.
She poked a finger against the ring, “My mate, what do they say? That’s Vrozian, right?”
Deep in the crystal, as if etched with a laser before the rings were carved, were distinct words. She’d never seen them together likethat before, but she knew the language enough by sight to tell it was theirs.
Xexis softened, his gaze melting her insides. “The four rings stand for the four pillars of our people. Honor in the hunt. Aid to those in need. Science for the betterment of others. Community that bleeds together in harmony.”
She traced her fingers along the crystal rings, circling him to see all of them. Only, she stopped on his right, top arm and smiled. Jabbing her forefinger the ring, she announced, “This one! This one is the one talking about the hunt.”
Xexis wrapped his other arm around her and ripped her into his chest. “Yes, you are correct.”
“See! Languages aren’t that hard once you recognize the pattern.” She wiggled her shoulders smugly.Language is just patterns, and patterns are like numbers, and numbers are my thing.Aphrodite glanced up and her smugness faltered at the soft, breathless expression on his face. “What?”
