by A. G. Wilde
He was going to make her cum again if he didn’t stop.
“Riv, please. I’m ready,” she begged.
Riv circled his fingers within her, and groaned.
“Please,” she panted. “I want you inside me.”
Riv paused a little and when she looked back, his jaw was clenched, his eyes dark, his brows furrowed with his restraint.
“I don’t want to hurt you. You’re still very tight, very small,” he managed to get out.
There was concern in his gaze and it warmed her.
“I’ll adjust.” She reached back, her hand clasping his thigh. “I promise.”
Riv’s throat moved as he pulled his fingers slowly from her cunt to grasp himself.
Jaw still clenched, he guided himself forward and Lauren closed her eyes and focused on the feel of his broad head pressing against her, demanding entrance.
He was so velvety there, a moan slid from within her as she dug her fingers into his thigh.
Riv pressed forward, the tip of his member forcing its way past her resistance, and Lauren moaned into the bedding.
There was nothing as sweet as when the head popped in.
Nothing.
Or so she thought.
As he began moving slowly, allowing her to get accustomed to him, he’d push in for an inch before retreating before doing it again.
Inch by inch, he seated himself within her, and with each slow thrust, Lauren became even more undone.
Those ridges.
The fucking ridges. She could feel each and every one of them.
They bumped against her entrance as he slid in and out, her cream coating his dick as she stretched for him.
And then he found his rhythm.
Riv cried out her name as he pistoned in her and she could do nothing but scream wordlessly into the sheets.
She wasn’t sure where his body ended and where hers began. His groans melded into hers as his cock slammed her into oblivion.
And for once in her life, oblivion was exactly the place she wanted to fucking be.
Riv cradled her by the neck, the other hand still clasping her ass in a death grip, as he stretched her more open than she’d ever been before.
His jaw clenched with every thrust and it was obvious he was holding back the majority of his strength.
He was indeed thicker at the base.
Every time he pulled out, his reentry was like an increase in levels till she was stretched to the limit.
She wasn’t sure she could take it, her legs already felt like jelly, but she wanted it so bad.
As another orgasm shook through her, Riv held her close, the spasms of her cunt drawing his own orgasm from him, and when he finally collapsed beside her, pulling her against him, a smile graced her lips.
The only sound that remained was the sound of their labored breathing.
Chapter 29.5
When she woke the next morning, she was alone.
Lauren rubbed her eyes, stretching as her vision adjusted to the fact she was awake.
She felt not-surprisingly achy.
After the mindblowing sex they’d had, Riv hadn’t seemed to be able to get enough.
He’d reentered her again and again, the memory of which caused a big smile to spread across her face.
Had the day before really happened?
If the dull ache between her thighs was the answer, then it was a resounding affirmative.
Heading to her room she got a fresh tunic and padded out to the main room, checking the bandages covering her palm as she did.
The blisters were scabbed over and no longer red. She could probably take the bandages off now. That would surely give her some more mobility.
As she came upon the main room, a sliver of excitement ran through her.
Riv was probably up early like he usually was, taking care of the animals, and as she walked through the corridor and opened the door, she wasn’t surprised to see him doing just that.
He was shirtless again today and she watched him stretch to throw some hay into the purple almost-giraffe’s cage.
He turned as he was about to lift another bale of hay and his eyes landed on her.
The world stopped for a second as they looked at each other and Lauren held her breath.
What if everything had gone back to how they were before?
What if yesterday had been a one-time thing?
But when a slow smile curved Riv’s lips, the burst of glee that popped within her told her the truth: this was real.
This was happening.
Riv was smiling.
For the first time ever, she saw that emotion on his face and it was life-changing.
He let the hay fall at his feet as he stripped off his gloves and walked towards her slowly, his eyes never leaving hers.
Seeing him approach like that, all she could do was squeeze her thighs together. There was a need growing within her immediately and the way he was looking at her wasn’t helping.
Riv’s eyes moved from her toes straight up her naked legs to pause at the hem of her tunic.
Then his gaze moved higher, over the curve of her breasts to stop on her lips.
When he finally looked her in the eyes, he was only a few steps away from her and she clenched her thighs again.
His gaze was a lust-filled furnace, burning into her memories of what he’d done and telling her what he wanted to do.
His eyes devoured her and it was not till he was close, so close his nose lingered just centimeters above hers that she realized she hadn’t moved.
“Are you hungry?” he asked, and for some reason she got the distinct impression his words meant more than their surface meaning.
“Starved.”
He pulled her against him then, his arm circling her waist as he looked down at her, a strange look in his eyes as he scanned her face.
Then his lips were on hers in a slow, soft caress.
“Come. I have sustenance for you.” He spun her around and walked behind her till they were back in the main room. Then he pressed gently on her shoulders so she sat in one of the chairs.
Brows furrowed slightly, she watched him disappear into the kitchen before he returned with a small tray.
As he set it before her, her brows furrowed a little deeper.
It was the furry fruit she’d picked on that first day with him. “You kept this?”
“For you, yes,” he said, sitting across from her. His eyes still had that intensity from before and she knew exactly what he was thinking.
Something warm bloomed inside her.
As she took a bite of the fruit, a gush of sweetness flooded her tongue. It had the texture of lychee but tasted more like a sweet peach and banana combined.
Riv watched her eat, his eyes following her movement as if he was a predator tracking her, learning about her, planning when to pounce. Except, his gaze didn’t hold a threat. Instead, he seemed entranced.
“You’re here,” he finally said.
“I am. You only just noticed?” She chuckled.
“You’re not…avoiding me.” He paused. “A part of me thought you’d be staying away from me this light-cycle.”
“Do you want me to?”
“Never,” he said. “Never again.”
She smiled at that.
Moving from his seat, Riv came to kneel by her, his face pressed into her side as his arms wrapped around her waist.
After a deep inhale, he moaned a little.
“You’ve shown me what it means to look forward to something more,” he said. “I want that. Every day.” He paused. “For the rest of my life.”
Lauren’s breathing stopped, her lungs seizing.
“I guess,” Riv breathed, lifting his head so he could look up at her. “I guess I’m asking if you’d like to stay here in this desolate place with me and my animals.”
Lauren blinked. “Live out here?”
Something she’d never seen in his eyes passed through them and she recognize
d it immediately.
Fear.
“I suppose I could consider moving somewhere else. Somewhere closer to civilization if you really want to…”
Her heart ached.
To think he even suggested that. He was actually considering making such a drastic change for her.
Spinning so she faced him, she held his face between her hands.
This big blue, grumpy softie was asking her to stay with him for the rest of his life.
If that wasn’t some commitment, she didn’t know what was.
And she was ready for it.
“Of course, I’ll stay.” Then she chuckled. “I didn’t want to leave in the first place.”
Riv’s smile was faint. “I know that, but…the choice is yours. If you really want to leave—”
“I don’t.” She sighed. “Plus, I have to pay you back for sponsoring my alien visa thing. I’m not going to just mooch off you like that. I—”
Riv growled a little, his glare rendering her speechless.
“Pay me back? I don’t care about that.”
Lauren put down the piece of fruit she was about to place between her lips.
“You have no idea what you’ve done for me, have you?” she whispered. “For a whole year, I was treated like an animal. A lesser being. You’ve…you’ve rescued me from that. And so much more.”
His glare softened. “You have no idea what you’ve done for me.”
She watched his throat move. He was looking at her as if she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
Riv buried his face between her breasts and inhaled deeply.
When his hands slid to her legs and under the tunic, Lauren gasped, her body responding immediately.
“I wish I could have you now. My cock aches to be inside you.”
His bluntness only made the heat within her rise.
“You can have me, if you want to.” Her voice was only a little louder than a whisper.
Riv’s head shot up from her chest, his eyes searching hers. “I can?”
“Yes, why wouldn’t you be able to?”
“You are not sore?”
She almost chuckled. “A little, but I can take more.”
Riv stared at her and she could see the heat starting to grow in his green depths.
“Does that mean what I think it means?” His hands caressed the juncture of her thighs and her hips.
“What do you think it means?” She could hardly think with his hand so close to her center.
One movement, and he’d be touching her and she was already sure she was wet.
“That I can have you as much as you want me to.” He leaned forward to rub his nose against her tunic where her hard nipple pushed against the fabric. “And I sure hope you want me right now.”
Lauren wet her lips.
“I do.”
It was all he needed to hear.
Riv rose and lifted her.
Staring into his eyes as he carried her, her heart beat hard in her chest as he headed back to the bedroom.
30
A whole day of loving later, a ping sounded on Riv’s comm unit and he growled before looking at it.
They were entangled together in a comfortable arrangement on the bed and she could understand why he didn’t want to be disturbed.
She didn’t want to move either.
“It’s Ka’Cit,” he murmured. “He’s coming in.”
“Oh.” She stiffened a little before relaxing and swinging her leg from over him. “Guess I should put something on, then.”
Riv nodded as he eased off the bed and slipped on his trousers.
He gave her a longing look before he slipped from the room and hurried to meet his friend.
Finally dressed, she headed to the main room and looked out the window. She could see Riv talking to a male as large as he was. They were standing near to a hovercar near the cow-hippo enclosure.
Beside them, Grot came padding in from his morning hunt and bumped the new male with his nose.
Well, if Grot approved of this Ka’Cit, she guessed he couldn’t be bad.
As she exited the dwelling, the male’s tail seemed to grow tense when he turned her way. It stopped moving and suddenly froze in the air.
It was obvious the male was wary of her and she couldn’t help but wonder if their tails were a body part that depicted how they were feeling.
Riv’s brother had a tail, but she hadn’t really noticed it back then.
Maybe her interest was because she now knew how Riv had lost his.
She reckoned that when upright, the tail would make a male look taller and stronger. That was probably why Riv was so self-conscious about his.
Little did he know that he was perfect in her eyes.
As she approached Riv and his friend, she noticed the male was covered from head to toe and the only reason she realized he was blue was because she could see his arms. Even his face was behind what she could only describe as a welding mask.
She glanced at Riv but his attention was on his friend.
As she came closer, Riv turned, saw her, and pulled her close as Grot came by her side.
A feeling of acceptance by these two strange beings washed over her and made a warm calm settle within her.
She didn’t know how she could tell, but the guy in the mask was now definitely looking at her.
It was sort of how she could feel Riv’s eyes on her even when he was wearing the shades.
She was having the same feeling right at that moment.
“This is La-rehn. My…gnora,” Riv said, his face splitting with a smile.
The word didn’t translate and she looked up at Riv, who squeezed her shoulder reassuringly.
The male in front of them said nothing for a second and she realized immediately why they were friends.
This Ka’Cit was a strange one, too.
“Greetings, La-rehn,” the male finally said. “I have the offending guards. What am I supposed to do with them?”
“What?” Riv sounded alarmed, his gaze drifting to the hovercar behind his friend.
Sure enough, there was a tail hanging over the side and a reptilian foot poking up on the other side.
Lauren’s eyes widened in shock.
The alligator-looking guards. He’d killed them?
“Oh my God. Are they dead?”
She felt the male’s eyes on her again and when he lifted the mask from his face, she didn’t know what she’d expected to see.
Long dark hair fell over the man’s shoulders as his ice-blue eyes hit her squarely.
He was the same species as Riv because he, too, had the small line of bumps along his nose, over each brow, and down his chin.
“Ka’Cit, what have you done?” Riv glared at his friend.
“It’s temporary. They live.” Ka’Cit glanced at Riv. “For now…” he muttered, before, “I told you I’d take care of it.”
Riv stiffened a little. “Yes, but not like this…”
The other male shrugged, patting Riv on the shoulder. “My services are yours, brother.” Ka’Cit glanced toward the house. “Sohut here?”
Riv shook his head. “He’s on a mission.”
“Hmm.” Ka’Cit frowned a little. “I need an isotope pulser.” He motioned to the hovercar. “I wiped the idiots’ memories. Now I need to reprogram them before they wake. Make them believe they came out here and there was absolutely nothing.”
Lauren was shocked. They had technology that could do that?
She didn’t know what to say, so she kept her mouth shut. They were going through all this trouble because of her.
“There’s one inside. I’ll go get it.”
Riv squeezed her shoulder again before he let her go.
“Be right back,” he murmured. “He won’t hurt you.”
The fact he had to reassure her of that made her gaze grow wary.
But Ka’Cit only smiled at her.
As Riv walked off, she turned her full attention to hi
s friend.
Ka’Cit was watching her intently now and she wondered what he was thinking.
“I am happy Riv has found you.”
It wasn’t the words she’d expected coming from him. He didn’t look happy at all.
There was a smile on his face, but there was a lingering sadness underneath…
It was want.
There was want there. Not directed at her, but at something else entirely.
“Why do you say that?”
Right. He couldn’t understand her.
He didn’t have English uploaded.
He looked at her as if trying to understand what she just said.
“I’m sorry,” he finally said. “I’m afraid I can’t understand you. Though I do assume you can understand me for you can understand Riv.”
She smiled at him, nodding as she did.
Ka’Cit seemed to hesitate for a few moments. “It isn’t easy for males like us to find a gnora.”
That word again. She had to find out what it meant.
“Gnora?” she repeated.
“Life mate. Riv believes you are his life mate. He believes his soul and yours were destined.”
The sadness tinged at the end of his words was evident now and Ka’Cit smiled at her slightly before averting his gaze.
She wished she could say something to him to cheer him up but the sound of Riv approaching caught her ear.
“Here.” Riv handed him a small, cylindrical device. “And just so you know, when I asked you to distract them, I meant that you should literally distract them till I got La-rehn safely away.”
Ka’Cit blinked, then smiled. “I know.” He shrugged. “I got bored.”
With a flip of his fingers, he set his mask back in place, turned, and headed back to his hovercar.
“It was nice meeting you, La-rehn,” Ka’Cit said over his shoulder.
Lauren nodded and smiled.
“What do you think of him?” Riv leaned in, rubbing his nose on her cheek.
It seemed that now they’d passed the barrier holding them apart, he couldn’t stop touching her, and she loved it.
Especially after a year of not having the joy of physical touch, it was exactly what she needed.
“Before or after he took off his serial killer mask?” she asked.
Riv chuckled. “Both?”
