Chapter 39 #3
And there, filling her up, were warm, forceful jets of his seed. Pumping into her. She hadn’t turned her ovulation back on, there was no chance of him impregnating her, but the fantasy of it, imagining him successfully breeding her like his bitch, only made it better.
Fuck, did she actually want to be pregnant?
That was her first coherent thought as she lay beneath him, both of them panting, sweaty, clinging to the last remaining waves of pleasure that continued to rock their frames.
Every now and then, seemingly at random, little electric shocks shot up from her clit, straight through her belly, like it was trying to restart after being so completely overloaded.
Her teasing had been just a way to break Havali’s control. And it had worked fantastically. Of course, it did. All aliens had a breeding kink. She had said it with the hope that he’d throw her down and fuck her mercilessly.
Until this moment, she didn't actually consider him successfully impregnating her. But now, she felt it was such a waste for his seed to just swim inside her with no egg to meet.
He wasn’t her mate though.
The reminder splashed over her like cold water, stealing the last, lingering warmth of her orgasms. All this time, through all their flirting and dating, Havali hadn’t once made mention of being his mate or his adassi.
He wasn’t making plans to claim her and simply ignored Atem’s many growls of challenge that were basically there to prompt him into a fight.
And she couldn’t have his baby if he wasn’t her mate.
That might work for a domini female. In fact, it was normal.
He already had a biological child from another female to prove it.
But he didn't consider that kid his. He admitted to loving him, and he spoke proudly of him, but it was with the love of an uncle or close family friend. No part of him considered that boy his because the female he came from wasn’t his.
Which meant, if Scarlet wasn’t his mate, any pup she bore from him wouldn’t be his either.
It was a sobering thought that immediately nipped her newfound excitement about being pregnant right in the bud.
He would be a good sire, she knew. He would help her financially and love the kid just as he loved the other one. Until she found someone else to be with. Then, that would be over. And he would never consider the child his own.
If the male she fell for afterwards was a domini, that might be fine.
That’s how they all thought anyway. But what if she fell in love with a human man?
Havali would just abandon the boy to a male who had no idea what it was like to be a domini.
They would have to parent a child that was so completely different from his parents. And he absolutely would be.
Viktor looked completely domini. If Scarlet hadn’t seen the DNA proof of his hybrid status, she wouldn’t be able to tell.
His three eyes were large and red with almost no white like his father.
He had a tail, and, through the scan, she could see the undeveloped nail beds that would eventually grow his claws.
His testicles hadn’t descended, but he had all the machinery necessary to one day form a knot of his own when he hit puberty.
Aside from his perfect camouflage reflexes, far beyond that of an adult much less a newborn that should still be gray, he was no different, visually, from any other domini.
Scarlet couldn’t raise a hybrid baby like that with a human man. On Earth. The poor thing would have strange instincts and urges they didn't understand, and they would always be different.
And besides that, she didn't think she could handle a child’s father not being a father. She knew it was normal and expected for the domini, but it just felt so wrong to her. She loved Havali. It would break her heart to see him walk away from her and his pup.
Her breath stilled in her throat as she realized the direction her own thoughts had taken her. And they made her want to cry.
She loved Havali. But he hadn’t claimed her as his mate.
“Scarlet…” He growled sensuously in her ear, gently licking at the blood that continued to well up at the twin fang marks on her neck. Just another pair to join the ones already there. “There is something about you…”
She bit her lip as she waited. Was this it? Was he claiming her now? Had he just been waiting?
“Your blood is…”
Her heart sank.
“It’s not… normal,” he growled, grinding his pelvis into hers. His knot was still expanded in her, and it would be until he pulled out. Doing so only increased the pressure in her belly as his own cum spurted out around his shaft to splatter on her thighs with a wet squelch that made her face burn.
But his words gave her pause.
“My blood?”
“It does something to me,” he said, a struggle in his voice she hadn’t noticed before. “I can’t… I don’t want to stop.”
She thought he meant the act of sucking her blood. Maybe the vampire analogy was more accurate than she realized.
But before she could decide if she needed to worry or not, he pulled back and thrust into her.
The sharp, sudden movement made her gasp with surprise.
He hesitated, as though fighting with himself, before he did it again.
And again. Slowly building up speed until he was slamming into her, fucking her with full force again, groaning as though pained.
Scarlet whimpered, wiggling against him. It was too soon. She was sore and full and exhausted. She couldn’t take anymore.
She opened her mouth, ready to speak her word. To stop him.
But she stopped herself.
Something was strange with Havali. He didn't last long this time. He was coming again in moments, clutching her close as he filled her.
“Your… blood…” He said again, his hips pulling back.
“Red!”
The word rang out like a shot. Havali stilled. His entire body shook but, after a second, his grip relaxed and she was able to pull off of him, climbing up onto the bed. She turned and looked back to see him still in place, leaning over where she had just been.
His knot should be down, but it wasn’t. It remained full and angry, throbbing under his white and blue skin – the colors of her room.
He looked at her, black eyes straining. The proof of her blood still on his lips. Hips jerking in the air like he had to move them.
“Havali?” She stared cautiously, her legs closed and curled up.
“It does this… every time,” he growled, hips still thrusting at nothing. His tongue ran over his lips, lapping up any drops he might have missed.
“It does…” Scarlet’s voice faded as she looked at him curiously.
Her blood? Now that she was thinking about it, he did seem to get more feral every time he bit her. She thought it was just because he enjoyed biting. She enjoyed it too, so she could hardly complain, but it was more than that. Wasn’t it?
“Havali, come with me,” she said, turning to climb off the foot of the bed.
She was so eager to move, she forgot that she had just been fucked to within an inch of her life.
Her knees immediately folded. She would have crashed to the ground if Havali hadn’t been there.
He moved so fast, she didn't even see it.
His arms went around her, and he pulled her back onto her feet.
The warm, wet body of his cock rubbed against her hip and ass making him groan.
“Thanks,” she smiled, taking his hand. “This way.”
He followed with no further prompting, letting her lead him back into her clinic where she laid him out on the bed Peony had just vacated a short time ago.
Whenever Scarlet scanned one of the humans, it was always kind of a guessing game.
The machines ran off a known database of normal parameters that was logged for each known species.
But only five humans had ever been scanned.
Not enough to create a full profile, but just enough that she had a baseline on each of them.
It made finding anything new easy, but just because it was new didn't mean it was necessarily bad.
Without knowing how humans were supposed to look on scan, a lot of it was guess work combined with her knowledge of Earth medicine.
Scanning Havali was orders of magnitude easier.
The device immediately identified the problem and seeing it displayed on the screen made her stare in wonder.
“What is it?”
She looked back at him. Trying to ignore the large cock spearing straight into the air that was throbbing in time with his heartbeat. He was staring at her, hunger in his patient gaze.
“Er, well…” She hesitated, chuckling nervously. “So, you know how you guys are always saying that humans are the most sensual and sexual species you’ve ever seen?”
His growl of arousal was enough of an answer.
She cleared her throat. “Yeah. Well, er, my blood… According to the scans and quick calculations, human blood in general, is an aphrodisiac. For the domini. And a lot of other species. Maybe all species…”
Her voice trailed off with a sad sigh.
“An aphrodisiac?” Havali repeated before grunting, hips shunting upward. “That explains…”
“Yeah.” She nodded slowly. “Damn it. Part of me was really hoping that maybe we might be known as something other than the sexy species. And now this.”
Havali chuckled, sitting up, sending the ring rushing back to its base. “I don’t know why you try so hard to fight this.”
“I don’t want to be known as nothing more than what’s between my legs. And I swear on your ancestors, Havali, if you say that is your favorite part, I’m going to probably throw something at your head. That is not a compliment.”
“I wasn’t going to say that,” he grinned, getting to his feet and returning to her side.
“Yeah. Uh-huh. Sure, you weren’t.”
“I wasn’t.” He put his hand on her belly, pushing her back until she hit the wall. His other arm rested over her head as he loomed over her. “It would be a lie anyway. That’s not my favorite part.”
She grinned, butterflies dancing in her belly as she tilted her head back to keep looking in three, dark, gleaming eyes. “Are you going to say my mind? I think I’ll melt if you say my mind.”
He chuckled, lowering his lips to her ear and licking gently at the delicate lobe. She shivered, hands clenching into fists at her side.
“Your mind and body are definitely up there for things that I adore about you. But they aren’t my favorite.”
“Tell me,” she begged, shivering under his touch. She shouldn’t be turned on again this soon. She was still sore from just a few minutes ago. His spend wasn’t even dried on her thighs yet.
“My favorite part of you, Healer,” he kissed her temple sweetly as his claws scratched at her hips. “Is exactly this.”
She laughed, disappointed but trying to cover it. “So, it is about sex. I guess, technically, you’re right. There is more to sex than what’s between my legs.”
“Short sighted, Healer,” he chastised. “I say this, and I don’t mean sex. I mean, this.” He clenched his claws, digging them into her skin as his fang cut along her ear.
“The fact that our kinks match?” She panted, wriggling from the pain. Craving more. Wanting his sweet touch to bring her pleasure to match it.
“The fact that you don’t judge me for it.
” His voice turned warm and tender, surprising her with the depth of his sincerity.
“You let me watch you, you let me hurt you, and the only thing you ask in return is that I get your permission and stop if you say so. For so little, you let me be free. You don’t make me hide myself.
You don’t let me feel shame. You make me feel as though this, as though I, am normal. ”
“Havali…” His name slipped past her lips, unbidden and surprised. She hadn’t been ready for just how seriously he meant those words. Or just how they would affect her.
If he had claimed his favorite part of her was her body, it would be shallow but still a compliment and not entirely unreasonable. If he had said her mind, it would be the safe answer, maybe a little cliché, but she would still believe it.
But he said this instead. His favorite thing about her was how she loved him.
She threw her arms around his torso, embracing him tightly. Holding on like she might never let go. Clinging to that answer and everything it meant with her whole body.
She didn’t care how sore she was, she had to be connected to him again. Right now. When he lifted her up, letting her wrap her legs around his waist before slipping into her, she took it with only a whimper that could have been pleasure.
And when she came as he fucked her against the wall, it was with a scream that could have been agony.
For the perfect answer, and the male that wasn’t hers despite it.