by Ava Ryant
Alexa walked out into her kitchen, wearing her short, silky, pink robe, her mind still churning with thoughts and speculations. She stopped short when she saw Ryhs in her kitchen rooting around in cabinets before turning to look at her. His eyes flared a brilliant shade of coiling sky blue edged with cerulean, as he looked at her hungrily, and not for food. Alexa froze. She had forgotten about him, that he was here in her apartment and now she was naked. Well, almost naked. Wearing just her very, thin robe. And he was staring at her, like that. Like he wanted to peel off her robe and take her right there on the counter. She shivered, her pussy starting to throb with arousal. What the hell was that about? She didn’t even like him. Her body didn’t care.
He came over to her slowly, stepping right in her personal space, bare centimeters separating them. Her breathing quickened and she couldn’t step away. Her mind and body at war within her. Her mind screaming at her to back away, her body urging her to step closer. Ryhs’s arms lifted, his hands grazing over her skin slowly, touching her arms then up to her collarbone until he reached the v-neck where her robe gaped at the her chest. His eyes were on her and fiercely focused, as his hands caressed her. Alexa shivered at his touch. It burned into her skin and he teased the ends of her robe. Her nipples pebbled and she found it hard to breathe as they just...stared into each other's eyes. His were enthralling her with their effect...they were just too beautiful.
“Your skin is so very soft. It’s fascinating to touch.” She shivered and leaned in closer. His voice was mesmerizingly lyrical and it was lulling away her doubts, drawing her in closer. She wanted him to touch her, kiss her, speak to her in that voice. Her skin was flushed with heated arousal, her clit was throbbing with achy need.
“I’m glad you decided to stop being irrational, my Spark. We should couple now. My annex aches for your heat.” He said and the fabulous feelings he had been coaxing out of her abruptly halted as if she’d been dunked in icy cold water. Irrational? Alexa jerked out of his hold and glared at him.
“I’m not being irrational!” She said indignantly, jerking back from him.
“Of course you are. It is only sensible that we complete the bond.” He said returning her glare and angry tone.
“Why, because you want to have sex! I don’t even know you!”
“Many mates do not know each other when they spark. The fates decide.” He said in a too-reasonable tone that made her want to deck him.
“That is just stupid!” She yelled and he growled, his Metallics flaring bright with annoyance.
“You insult my people!” He snarled at her.
“What if they end up hating each other?” She asked bristling at his tone.
“That does not happen.” He said arrogantly, waving his hand as if batting away her question, and she snorted indignantly. Of course he would say that.
“Oh really?” Alexa asked sarcastically, quirking her eyebrows and crossing her arms. Never mind the animosity between them. Or that all they seemed to do was fight and yell at each other. Despite that, she should just accept the mating and fuck him? He was such an asshole. A horny little asshole. She wanted to throttle him.
“You are just being stubborn and ridiculous. We are mated. There is no undoing it, we might as well complete the bond. The Call will only strengthen the more we wait.” Ryhs gritted out.
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Ryhs had thought about it and decided who was he to go against the Fates. His desire to end the mating leaving him as his temper cooled in the healing center. Alexa was his Fated. His Spark. He had studied her intently throughout the day as she ignored him, much to his displeasure and amusement. Alexa was different than a Laren, her appearance unlike any Laren female. She was small in stature, only about five and a four foot-spans. Even the smallest Laren females were five and eleven foot-spans. He towered over her but oddly enough he didn’t mind, it made him feel protective of her delicateness. Not that his mate was in fact delicate. Alexa had proven she was a force to be reckoned with. But her appearance belied that hidden strength. Her psychic gift was extraordinary, far greater than any Laren possessed.
Her hair was a light brown with lighter strands of blonde throughout, it was different from a Laren’s dual colors. His own hair was inky black until it seemed dipped in metallic azure at the ends, growing that way naturally. Hers intrigued him since it was blended together from the root. A myriad of colors in the brown-blonde spectrum, each strand unique. His hands itched to run through the mixed colors, to feel the silky masse over his skin.
And her eyes, by the Fates, they were unique. Captivating. No Laren had eyes like that. Solid lapis blue. No swirling, no transmutation of colors, and they were so expressive. So much more enthralling to see the emotions shining in them. He could definitely see the anger and irritation in them now and they were magnificent. Laren eyes rarely showed emotion unless in the company of their Ainm, mates or children. Even then it was circumspect, the constant roiling colors were meant to hide thoughts and feelings, and distract possible threats. It was riveting to see the uninhibited emotions reflected in his Sparks eyes. She was a dazzling sight to behold. He was not ashamed to admit he liked to get her ire up just to see her eyes flash with temper and fire. It made his annex surge with arousal as lust cut through him.
That too was...different. He had been told of what the Mating Spark would bring but to feel it was amazing. Urgent and uncontrollable. He wasn’t sure if he liked it or not. He had never felt such things before. His kind did not mate until they found their Spark, there was no desire too. His body, at least the sexual side, had been dormant until now. Now, however, it had awoken with a vengeance and all he wanted to do was bury his aching annex in his Spark’s heat. He was eager to experience the culmination of his arousal. To experience the joys of copulation. It was all he could think of and it was driving him mad.
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“What about those visions? Were they real?” Alexa asked suddenly. She couldn’t stop her curiosity and refused to talk any more about having sex. It made her entirely too hot, her body flushed as heated images flashed through her mind against her will. Ryhs bent over her, thrusting inside her, kissing her. It was too much, she squirmed as she grew wet with arousal again. So she decided to change the subject and force her body to behave. Ryhs jerked, seemingly startled out of thought, looking up and arresting her with his too-mesmerizing eyes.
“The Mating Sight was real. It is a gift. We each experienced visions of our future.”
“Are they...certain? I mean how…?” She asked waving her hand in question and he shrugged.
“What you saw will happen, someday. The sight is a phenomenon of the Mating. After millenia’s of study it is still a mystery. All that is known is that it is a glimpse of the future.”
“Did you see the same things as me?” She asked hesitantly.
“No. The visions are unique to each of us.” And she sighed in relief.
“Why? What did you see?” He asked, his voice curious and Alexa blushed. She didn’t know what he had seen but was grateful he didn’t know what she had witnessed. It felt entirely too personal. Especially that second vision.
“Nothing.” She said quickly and he gave her a skeptical, condescending look. She really hated that look.
“That is not truthful. You would not have asked about it if you didn’t experience the Sight and we would not be mates if you, in fact, saw nothing.” He said with a haughty smirk. Alexa growled at him in warning. She did not want to talk about this anymore.
Chapter 9
Ryhs was kissing down her neck. It felt so good, him suckling on a particularly sensitive spot had her moaning and clutching him closer. His hard body lay heavy on top of hers, making her her ache with need.
“Ryhs.” She moaned out and felt him grin against her skin.
“Do you like this my Spark? I will need to remember for future.” He whispered in her ear as she nodded. Yes, she liked. Too much. Her body was aching and feveris
h. Her skin tingled with arousal. He wound their hands together and pinned them above her head. It sent a thrill through her as she arched into him. His mouth kissed down her naked chest, her nipples pebbling and needy for his touch. Alexa wanted his mouth on them and he finally acquiesced. His tongue playing with her nipple, making pleasure shoot through her. She moaned and tried to move her arms but he was too strong and he kept them pinned down. It made her already intense arousal sharpen and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She felt his thick length pressed against her and her hips rocked against him, making him groan.
“What about this?” He whispered his eyes opening and focused on her breasts as he nuzzled them. Licking, nipping and sucking until she keened and panted.
“Do you like this?” He whispered in a husky voice, against her skin. She nodded, unable to form words as her body vibrated with pleasure. She liked it all.
“Good.” He said and continued his assault on her senses. Every touch sending spirals of heat to her core. Her clit throbbed in need making her jerk up desperate for more.
“There is no rush, my Spark. I want to savor this. I have been waiting all my life for you. For this.”
“Ryhs!” She said disgruntled as he chuckled. He released her arms, his hands working their way down her body until he pinned her hips down and spread her legs. His head next to her pussy, his breath caressing over her aching center. Alexa tried to urge him on but he seemed in no hurry. It made her frustrated as hell and she let out an annoyed sound. She needed him closer, damnit.
Finally, his lips touched her core, tentatively at first. As if he didn’t know what to do and was exploring. Ryhs licked out for a taste and she moaned as he dived in again. He lapped up her wetness like a starving dog does water and it just made her more urgent. Her clit was throbbing and begging to be touched but he...didn’t touch it. She growled at him and he looked up, his eyes swirling with a rainbow of emerald touched with glittering gold. It was beyond beautiful. But as usual, he gave her that superior look and scolded her.
“Do not hurry me, my Spark. You are delicious. I wish to savor my first taste of your sweetness.”
And that was all it took for her temper to ignite. She glared at him and thrust her hand in his thick, gorgeous hair and pushed his mouth where she wanted it. He laughed but sucked on her clit and she...screamed. Coming harder than she had ever come before.
Alexa jerked up, panting, as she awoke from...oh...my...god...she had, had a wet dream. A really, really good one too. She moaned as she collapsed back on her pillows. Her body glowed with release but...she still felt needy. Empty. Her body knew what it had just experienced was not real and it wanted real. Right now. This had to be the Mating Call. Her body craved Ryhs. It was maddening. How was she going to cope with this...this...horniness? She was turned the-fuck-on and Ryhs’s words were in her head resoundingly loud, saying this would only get worse?
She groaned in frustration. Alexa did not want this stupid mating. Was holding out hope that Gerome and the Medical staff would find a way out of this situation. She sighed and got up, looking at the clock on her bedside table. 6:42 am. Great. She would get up, grab breakfast and...shit. She couldn’t go anywhere without Ryhs. Alexa so wanted to head to the gym for a run, listen to her work-out music and zone out on a treadmill for a while. Maybe she could convince Ryhs to go? Did the Laren exercise?
Alexa stood up and stretched. Her back cracked with a groan and yawning, she left the room. Walking down the silent hall into the common area, heading towards the kitchen. She looked up and stopped short in surprise. Her eyes widening as she stared at the disaster area the kitchen now was. Dirty bowls, silverware, empty containers and food stuff was everywhere. She walked into the area and saw fifteen pint-size empty containers of ice cream littering the island. Her ice cream! He ate it all! She had just restocked her supply.
Last night Alexa had briefly showed him where the food was in the cabinets and the fridge and how to operate the simple micro and left him to it. Surely since he was from such an advanced race he could figure out how to cook something for himself. But now looking at the giant mess everywhere, that may have been a mistake. And he had eaten all her ice cream. How dare he! She admitted it, ice cream was her weakness. Her freezer had been loaded with many different flavors but she never thought he would just eat it all. A sound behind her had her turning to see Ryhs walking towards her, yawning and rubbing a hand through his messy hair.
“Look at this mess!” She yelled pointing to the kitchen. He looked startled and gazed around the area in confusion.
“You need better servants.” He said and her eyes widened.
“I don’t have servants.” She choked out in shock.
“I thought you were the Chancellor of this colony?” He asked in surprise. Arrogance and disdain practically dripping off him.
“I am.” Alexa gritted out.
“Well...then…” Ryhs said expectantly and she rolled her eyes. He was a spoiled brat.
“You’re cleaning this up.” She said waving to the mess he’d made. He sighed and nodded reluctantly. Looking around as if he had no idea what to do.
“You ate all my ice cream.”
Alexa was still upset over that, looking at the fifteen empty pint-size containers on the counter. A huge smile broke out over his face, his eyes a winding mass of mint green and pearly ivory.
“In all my travels I have never tasted anything so divine. So creamy. So sweet and delicious.” He raved, a look filled with wonder and awe on his face.
“Well almost anything.” He added with a small private smirk that gave her pause.
“Is there any more? I thought I searched the entire cold box for it?” Ryhs asked eagerly and looked at her in question.
“Uhm, no. There’s no more.” Alexa said with a startled laugh. She had never seen him look so animated and amazed. He looked like a kid who had his first taste of well, ice cream.
“Oh.” He grumbled disappointedly and she laughed again.
“We can get more, I’ll have it delivered later.” She said and he looked so happy. It was...cutely sweet.
“How’d you sleep?” Alexa asked changing the subject, since it was making her think of him in a way she was not so comfortable with, as she urged him to help her clean. He stepped close to her, his body brushing against hers, and he gave her a penetrating look she didn’t understand. It sent shivers through her, before a knowing smirk crossed his too-gorgeous face.
“It was quite enjoyable. How was your...sleep?” He asked, that look still on his face and she had an unsettling thought, that he knew about her dream. Which was impossible.
“It was fine.” She said shortly. He nodded with a grin and they finished cleaning up his mess.
“My father wishes to see us.” He said as she went over to the coffee maker and popped in her cup, pressing the button for a mocha latte. She desperately needed the caffeine.
“What?”
“My father, he wants to see us this morning.”
“He called you?” Alexa asked confused. His comm unit was restricted. He wouldn’t have access to contact the Laren...or anyone really.
“No.” He replied, not elaborating and she gave him an exasperated look.
“How did he contact you then?” Alexa asked rolling her eyes as a beep sounded and sighed in relief. Her latte was done. She loved these super-awesome, technological marvels of coffee makers that made fancy espressos, lattes and such with a simple touch of a button. The Techno’s invention of course. One of their best for sure. Ryhs gave her his own exasperated look and sighed as if he was being greatly put upon.
“Through our parental bond of course.”
“Oh, of course.” She said snippily, having no clue what he was talking about. It was far too early for this conversation. All Alexa wanted to do was drink her latte and go for a run at the gym. She heard Ryhs come up behind her and explain as she gave him an agonized look.
“You do know that the Laren have psychic gifts of
their own?” She nodded and he continued.
“Not to the extent of your extraordinary abilities but perhaps more connective, I am thinking. We have psychic bonds to immediate family and our Ainm’s. We can call on these bonds to commune with each other.”
