Chapter 9 Gnnar
Now that I’d had plenty of calories and protein, I was feeling much better despite the singed horn. The increase in energy had an unintended side effect, however. My body didn’t have to worry about feeding itself for the recovery, so it focused on other needs. I wasn’t fighting the rut anymore. It was too late for that.
The rut was here, and it was hitting me hard.
It didn’t help that my mate was right here in my arms, her own need adding to the effect. She’d wrapped her legs around my hips, and every movement brought us together as we flew. My cock threatened to break free from my pants, and I had to remind myself that this was not a real mating flight; we were on the run.
I couldn’t stop myself from sneaking my tail between us so I could press the flat tip of it over her crotch. She let out a surprised sound that dissolved into a moan when my tail started to tease her. Then she was rolling her hips, rubbing herself against me. The heat was hitting her just as bad as it had me.
Fuck! I needed her now.
There was no way for us to reach the safety of our continent, and getting her to my nest was impossible. I needed to land before the rut consumed us and we fucked in the air, perfect prey to Nova Vita’s Harbingers.
I scanned the ground below. The endless desert sand had given way to an intricate maze of severely eroded sedimentary rocks. What was left were steep slopes, forming a labyrinth of ravines and gullies. The exposed layers of rocks shone with different colors in the setting sun.
It was a perfect place to hide. There were thousands of tiny caves and crevices here, and the topography blocked heat signals well. We could probably get lost here for days if we needed to. It would also be difficult for Vostak’s rescue crew to find us, but there was no other choice. I had to land.
At first glance, the landscape seemed devoid of life, but I knew better. There were plenty of animals that called this place home and many of them were good eating. The most difficult thing would be water, but Dana had thrown as many pouches of water as she could into her bag. If we ran out, there were streams that cut through these rocks, though often the water was more like sludge than water. I’d survived in worse conditions before. I’d gladly distill water for my mate if I needed to.
I swooped down into a canyon near one of these streams and started searching for a good place to camp. We were near a colony of suracets; I recognized the disturbances in the sand where the creatures sunbathed earlier in the day. The scaly, fat-tailed beasts were best eaten in the fall when they had a thick layer of fat but were still good eating this time of the year. Judging by the many disturbances in the sand, this was a large colony.
By the time we were squeezing through the narrow crevice that opened up into a cavern about the size of my quarters back at the stronghold, Dana was panting as she rubbed against the front of my pants and planting little kisses all over my neck and jaw and anything she could reach.
I didn’t remember how I managed to get her pack off and one of the blankets she’d stuffed in there laid out on the ground, but I did.
She spoke in that fluid, melodious human language, but my translator refused to work. I was never good at learning new tongues, and I found the human language particularly difficult. Their words all blended together into one another; I could never tell where one word began and another ended.
But I didn’t need to understand her words to know exactly what she wanted. Lust poured from her, erasing my ability to think.
I stripped her, kissing and worshipping every inch as each layer exposed more of her to me. The cavern was dim, with light streaming in from the tall, narrow crack we’d squeezed through, as well as from several small openings above us. It was just enough to highlight her form.
As I removed and tossed aside my own leg coverings, I wondered how she’d react.
She glanced down at my cock and gasped before reaching for it, wonder on her face. My cock looked massive in her hands. And I groaned as she explored every twisting vertical ridge with her fingertips, her pale skin such a contrast to mine. I knew we were different from their kind, but she showed no disgust, just genuine curiosity.
Every pass of her hands up and down the spiraled length and over the thick, flared head had me growing harder and harder. I clenched my hands in fists, forcing myself to stay still so she could explore to her heart’s content, but I wasn’t ready when she bent her head and licked the drop of liquid glistening on the tip.
“Fuck!” I snarled, sliding my fingers into the mess of her hair. “Mine!”
My outburst didn’t scare her. It did the opposite, filling the space between us with desire so thick I could barely breathe.
I hadn’t expected her to pleasure me with her mouth. I stood there, mouth open and eyes closed, while she took the wide head of my cock into her mouth. Fuck! The wet sounds of her mouth were so fucking hot. I found myself moving her up and down my cock, my hand still tangled in her hair.
My little mate looked so good with her pretty pink lips wrapped around my cock. She gazed up at me through heavy lids, her eyes twinkling like the stars. When I pulled her off, it was with a soft, wet, plopping sound.
“Fuck, Starlight. I need you.”
“Yes,” she panted. “Please.”
We might not understand each other’s words, but we communicated just fine. She needed relief just as much as I did, and it was my job to provide it. I pushed her gently down onto the blanket, regretful that this wasn’t the big round bed in my nest or even my quarters in the stronghold. But I could still lavish her with all the kisses she deserved, so I did, starting at her face and throat and making my way down her body.
When I got to her breasts, I cupped each one possessively, the tips of my claws pressing light indentations on her skin. She arched and thrust her bosom up on display, and I caught a tight nipple in my mouth and suckled it before letting my forked tongue play with the little nub, circling and pinching it, a little teaser of what I wanted to do a bit lower.
I craved her like the desert craved the life-bringing waters. Her every movement, every sound, every reaction had me hanging on bated breath. I didn’t know which was the rut or which was our mate connection. All I knew was that if I didn’t have her right fucking now, I would die.
When I slid my tail up her legs, she gasped and looked down like she’d forgotten I had a tail, even though I’d used it on our flight over.
I gripped her chin, forcing her to look at me as I slid the tip of my tail over the silky soft skin at the inside of her thighs. Her gorgeous green eyes were half-closed, like she was overcome with need. They popped fully open when my tail found the seam of her pussy. I dragged the tip through it, loving that she was already wet for me, before flattening the tip out in a triangle over her clit.
“Ahmigod,” she gasped. “It’svibrating.”
I grinned, guessing her words, then covered her mouth with mine again, needing to taste her. While our tongues tangled, I moved my tail in slow circles until her hips were rolling against me, bumping against my cock. When I rolled the tip of my tail up into a bullet shape and slid down to her soaking-wet entrance, she whimpered.
The sound ended in a shriek which was promptly muffled by my mouth when I plunged into her depths and started fucking her with my tail.