Making Up

by Dakota Trace

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  All sexually active characters in this work are 18 years of age or older.

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are solely the product of the author’s imagination and/or are used fictitiously, though reference may be made to actual historical events or existing locations. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

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  Alexa sighed as she opened the front door to the office she shared with her brother, Andrew. Her chosen, Joseph, had been gone for a week on business, and she sure missed his warm comforting arms at night when she got home from a long day’s work. It didn't help that her brother's chosen, Grace-lee, worked with both of them. She had to see them mooning over each other every day.

  It wasn't much different, she supposed, than she and Joseph were together. She wasn’t surprised to see Andrew had already arrived. He was always the first one in and usually the last one to leave at night. She was surprised, however, that she didn't see Grace-lee any where in the office. Placing her purse and coat in the coat closet, she wandered back into Andrew's lab. She found him hunched over his desk with his head braced between his hands.

  "Andrew, is everything okay?" She walked over to his desk and leaned against it.

  "I don't know what to do, Alexa. Grace-lee has left."

  "What?" she asked in disbelief. It was unheard of for chosen ones to leave each other. They needed the constant presence of their mate to function.

  "Yes, she left me." Andrew raised his head and looked up at her. Alexa gasped when she saw the huge bags under his silver eyes and patchiness of his normally smooth skin.

  "When?"

  "Over the weekend," he growled. "She said something about needing some space."

  "Doesn't she realize that isn't how it works between us? This is Venus, not Earth!" Alexa insisted hotly.

  "I tried explaining it to her, sis. But she comes from a race that doesn't normally bond together mentally as well as physically." He rubbed the back of his neck.

  "I'm sorry, Andrew. Did she say when she would be back?"

  "No. She went home to her apartment and I don't even know if she’s coming to work today." He rose out of his chair to start pacing. In the outer office, the communication console chirped.

  "I'll be right back, Andrew. I have to answer that."

  "You're hoping to talk to Joseph. Sorry sis, I can't imagine going without Grace-lee for week. Even one night is hard. Go answer the phone. I'll be all right." Andrew sighed as he moved over to the window.

  * * * *

  Grace-lee stood next to the communication console in her kitchen and waited for someone in the office to pick up. She’d spent a couple of lonely nights in her apartment, where the sheets had the lingering smell of Drew, probably left behind the last time he’d spent the night with her.

  She didn't understand how one minute she felt like she was being smothered in his presence, then when he let her have the space she wanted, she felt like the world was going to end because he wasn't there with her. She drummed her finger on the wall and listened to the phone ring for a fifth time. Surely Alexa would be in by now. She’d waited ‘til now to call because she didn't want to give into her overwhelming need for Drew.

  Finally Alexa's breathless voice came on. It sounded as if she had ran from the lab to get to the phone in time. "Hello, Consolatory Labs. Alexa speaking. How may I help you?"

  "Hey, Alexa. It's Grace-lee." She fully expected her sister-in-law to hang up on her.

  Alexa glanced over her shoulder quickly before covering her mouth so Andrew couldn't hear her. "Call me back on my walkie." She referred to the cell-phone like device they used on this planet.

  "All right."

  "Andrew, I'll be back in a minute," Alexa said from the doorway of the lab.

  "Okay." Drew still paced around his lab almost mindlessly. Rushing towards the break room, she waited for her walkie to ring. When it did, she answered it quickly.

  "What's going on, Grace-lee? Andrew is a basket case and you aren't here," Alexa asked immediately.

  "I don't know." Grace-lee sighed. "I needed some space from Drew."

  "Do you love him?"

  "Yes, of course I love him. That's not the problem. I don't know how to deal with this. This is nothing like what I’d go through if I was on Earth. I'm at a loss here." Grace-lee sounded sad. "I feel like I've been thrown into the deep end and have to keep my head above water without any swimming lessons. I don't know what to do or say."

  "Oh, sweetheart," Alexa whispered. "I'm so sorry you feel that way. But you're going to have to deal with it. I know you didn't understand what all was entailed with bonding with Andrew but you can't be apart."

  "Drew, said something about that. I don't understand. How do your couples function while they're separated?"

  "It's very difficult. Joseph and I have been bonded for over five years, Grace-lee. It still isn't comfortable when we’re apart but we're both secure enough to handle it."

  "Secure enough?" Grace-lee rubbed her forehead. She had the start of a headache.

  "Yes. Joseph and I know that the other will always return. So it makes our separation more comfortable than it would be if that knowledge wasn't there," she told her friend. "But this is about you and Andrew. Andrew doesn't know if he's even going to see you again. Unfortunately this isn't like your earthling marriage. The bonding you agreed to combined your spirits along with your physical bodies."

  "So what are you saying?" Grace-lee sounded concerned.

  "Don’t you feel lost without him, Grace-lee?"

  "Yes," came her whisper a few moments later.

  "Now double what you’re feeling. That's what Andrew is going through," Alexa said. "I'm not going to sugar coat this, Grace-lee. Andrew isn’t good today. He's restless. He looks like hell and worse he has no desire to do anything at all. This early in your bonding, it’s certain death to be separated for more than a few hours every day."

  "So your saying that the longer we're together, the easier it will be to be apart?"

  "No. I'm not saying that. Just that it's easier to tolerate. You'll always want to be with your chosen. That's why many bonded couples work together. That’s why there's a place on all of our applications that asks how long an applicant has been bonded."

  There was silence at the other end of the phone. Then, "How is he doing?"

  "Like I said, not good."

  "Then I guess…I better come into work then. I thought about taking the day off to think."

  "When did you leave him, Grace-lee?" Alexa asked as a thought occurred to her.

  "Saturday night, why?"

  "Oh, hell. I'll have to close the office." Alexa swore. "Don't come in until I have time to reschedule all of our appointments for today."

  "Why?" Grace-lee asked, confused.

  "Because, my dear sister-in-law, for every day you two have been apart, you can expect at least two hours of make
-up sex. So I figure you have about four hours worth coming—and I'm not going to explain to customers what all the noise in the lab is."

  "You're expecting Drew and I to have sex in the lab?" Grace-lee gave a strained laugh.

  'Grace-lee, honey, there's no expect about it. There's not any way to stop it from happening. When my brother finally sees you, the first thing he's gonna do is reaffirm you’re still his chosen, and the most basic way to do that is to make love. He'll have no control over it. Neither will you. So do me a favor, wait an hour and then come in. I'm gonna lock up, so you won't have an audience. Do yourself a favor, Grace-lee—don't wear anything you don't want him ripping off you."

  Alexa hung up the phone.

  * * * *

  Alexa walked into the lab and saw her brother staring mindlessly at his computer. Walking past him, she shut all the blinds until the lab was darkened. Glancing over at her, he barely noticed what she’d done. Walking over to his desk, she leaned down and gave him a hug.

  "I'm taking the rest of the day off, Andrew."

  "Why?"

  "As a thank you from you."

  "For what?" he asked, confused.

  "For talking your chosen into coming into work today." Alexa brushed the hair off his face.

  "Alexa, you know what's gonna happen." His eyes darkened, and Alexa could see his lust. "If you can talk her into coming into work, then talk her into letting me go to her apartment or coming to mine."

  "Don't worry.” Alexa gave him a smile. “I've rescheduled all our appointments. When she shows up, I'll lock the doors behind me."

  * * * *

  As promised, Grace-lee showed up at the office an hour after she got off the phone with Alexa. Taking a deep breath, she pushed open the door, smiling at her sister-in-law as she walked in. Alexa motioned her to head back to the lab.

  Taking her coat off, she laid it over the edge of Alexa's desk. She slowly pushed the lab door open, feeling the butterflies in her stomach increase. As her eyes adjusted to the darkened room until she finally spotted Drew sitting in his chair with his back to her.

  "Drew?" she whispered softly.

  "Don't come near me, Grace-lee." His voice was strained and he didn’t turn around.

  "What have I done wrong?"

  "I don't want to hurt you, Grace-lee. And I need you to be ready to accept me before you get within touching distance." Drew gripped the arms of the chair tightly. The desire to claim his chosen was riding him hard. It had been since the moment Alexa told him Grace-lee was coming in.

  "Ready for you?" Grace-lee chuckled softly. "I've been ready for you since Alexa told me about your ‘make-up sex.’ I don't claim to understand this ‘bonded’ thing…but I'm willing to try. Just be patient with me. I'll get it eventually.” Grace-lee crept closer.

  "Are you wet?" Drew asked her as he unzipped his pants, his hard manhood springing out of the opening. Grace-lee stopped just inches from him.

  "Yes," she moaned softly. "Christ, I need you."

  "Good." He spun the chair around and grabbed her, reaching up under her skirt and groaning when he realized she wasn't wearing any underwear—she was wet clear down to her thighs.

  Yanking her forward, he surged out of his chair, bringing her up and over his rampant erection. Bracing his feet apart, he slammed her down on to his hard cock. Grace-lee screamed as he buried every inch inside her.

  "I love you, Grace-lee." He panted as he started thrusting her up and down. He was ferocious, his eyes glinting as he took her, claimed her. His expression alone sent her into orbit.

  "Oh, Drew. I love you too." She rode him, sobbing as she got closer to her orgasm. "I'm sorry. So sorry." She gasped as she went over the edge, climaxing hard around his thrusting cock.

  "Yes!" he hissed as she quaked in his arms. "I love you and you're mine." He backed them towards the wall, spinning in the chair to pin her between the wall and his hard body. “Mine!” He continued to hammer in and out of her. "Don't leave me again. Not like that." He gritted as he felt the climax coming.

  "No. I won't." She whimpered in his arms.

  "No, you won't. You belong with me." He panted as he tensed. “You belong to me—we belong together. Forever.”

  "Yes!" she squealed. "I'm coming! Fuck me hard." She gasped as another orgasm raced through her.

  "Hell, yes! I'm gonna come," he growled as he sank to the floor with her, still thrusting. "Mine. That little pussy's mine and I'm gonna fill it full!" Then his head snapped back and he froze above her. Grace-lee stared up at him . Even as ragged as he looked, she still had never seen a more beautiful sight.

  Then he started hammering her as hard as he could, his seed exploding out of him, into her welcoming depths.

  "Ahhhh!" He groaned as he gave up his life-giving fluid. It was all Grace-lee could do to hold onto him as her body started spasming violently. When the tremors finally slowed, she looked up at him, smiling softly—until she felt him hardening inside of her.

  "What?" she gasped in surprise, staring down between them, as if she could see him getting hard inside of her. She could certainly feel it.

  "She wasn't lying, Grace-lee," he whispered as he started to thrust again slowly. "I'm going to love you for the rest of the day. Then we'll see if you ever want to leave me again."

  All Grace-lee could do is moan softly as he gently pushed her over the edge into another orgasm.

  * * * *

  Grace-lee moaned softly as she stood. She could barely keep her balance. It didn't help she still had one shoe on and one off. Drew had managed getting her skirt and blouse off but that was all. Looking over her shoulder, she could see him laying on the couch that graced one side of the break room. It looked like he was asleep. And Lord did she hope so.

  Her alien was a sex machine. He hadn't gotten brutal with her but he must have climaxed five times in the last three hours. And she wasn't sure how many times he’d pushed her over the edge. She knew all she wanted was a glass of water and a warm bed to curl up and sleep on. Tip-toeing across the break room, she opened the small fridge-like contraption and grabbed a cold bottle of water. She nearly dropped it when she felt Drew's arm wrap around her waist and lift her off her feet.

  "I missed you," Drew whispered against the back of her neck as he lightly teased her naked nipples with his other hand.

  "Don't you ever get enough?" She gasped as an all too familiar surge of desire ran through her body.

  "No." His lips ran over the side of her neck and up to her ear.

  "Drew." She gasped.

  "One more time, Grace-lee. Let me have you one more time before we go home." He drew his fingers over her moist sex.

  When she moaned softly, Drew took that for a yes and gently carried her back over to the couch, sitting her down on it. Drawing her hips to the edge, he slowly explored her soft folds until she begged him to take her. Sighing with pleasure, he knelt and slowly sank inside her with a gentle thrust.

  "Look at me Grace-lee," he ordered as he slowly started moving.

  "What?” She gasped.

  "What do you see?" he asked.

  "You."

  "Look closer," he whispered as he delved deeper into her.

  "The chosen who loves me." She panted as she felt the familiar tingle of impending orgasm. How many times could a human do this in a day?

  "That's right." He kissed her. "I'm your chosen, Grace-lee. I can't live without you. I won't live without you," he finished as he pushed deeper into.

  "Ohh!" She gasped, arching her back at the tense pleasure spiraling through her lower body.

  "That's right. No one else can give you this, Grace-lee. Only I can." He continued to slowly thrust. Drew gritted his teeth against the urge to hammer in and out of his chosen. The mating fever he’d been in when she first arrived still had him wrapped in it's coils, but he knew she wasn't one of his kind and he didn't want to hurt her. Wrapping his arms around her, he held her tight as he slowly coaxed her body closer to the point of no return. He l
oved listening to her little gasps of pleasure.

  "Drew...please," she pleaded.

  "I know, you want to come all over me." He plunged a little bit deeper.

  "Yes." She gasped as another surge of pleasure hit her.

  “Promise me you'll stay," he coaxed as he urged her closer to the edge.

  "What?" She panted as she fought to get closer. Drew grasped her hips and stilled her movements.

  "I won't go through this again. Love me enough to stay and work it out." He gazed into her beautiful green eyes.

  "I'll try," she whispered as she closed her eyes.

  "Grace-lee, look at me!" When her startled eyes meet his again, he continued. "Promise me." When she squirmed and pleaded with him to start moving again, he smiled. "I'm not gonna move until I get your promise, sweetheart."

  "Yes, I promise." She finally sighed, running her fingers through his hair and tightening her grip as she pulled his head down and nibbled at his mouth. "Now quit stalling and fuck me."

  "Yes, Ma'am." He pulled his hips back and thrust as deep as he could into her. At her soft moan, he smiled happily. Now that he’d gotten what he wanted out of her, it was time for some serious loving.

  * * * *

  Sitting on the couch in her apartment, Drew sat with Grace-lee cuddled on his lap. Watching the vid screen, he knew he was going to have some serious adjustments to make for his chosen. He realized now, she didn't understand the depths of the bonding they’d gone through.

  At the time if their bonding, he had been too out of control with both love and lust for her, and too selfish to stop and explain the enormity of her decision to bond with him. And in the back of his mind, he knew he had definitely taken advantage of her inexperience for his own needs.

  When she shifted, he pulled her closer. He knew she was tired. She’d dozed off next to him shortly after they’d gotten back to her apartment. Of course, he couldn't resist and had pulled her onto his lap. She hadn't so much as protested his actions. She had just dozed back off.

  In the morning, he decided. They would talk about it in the morning. Closing his eyes, he leaned his head back against the couch and savored the contentment that came from being with her.