Chapter 16
Tuvo
Pride expanded his chest. Tuvo couldn’t stop himself from smirking.
Hattie was so pretty when she was thrashing in the throes of pleasure.
Tuvo finally abandoned his exploration of the sweet little bundle that controlled her pleasure like a button and slid his finger down further, through the abundant wetness she had made. He pressed in, past her lips, and up, into the sweet, burning clutch of her cunt.
Krik.
He growled, head dropping back.
She squeezed his finger like a vice. The muscles of her sheath rippled around him, clenching and pulsing. Dripping wet. Searing hot. Tight.
Too tight.
Around one finger.
She was this tight around one finger. There was no way he could fit his cock into her. He really would rip her in half.
Hattie whimpered, grinding down against his palm. Seeking friction, movement, anything. And though he despaired at ever fitting inside her, he began to move. Pleasuring her. Because if he couldn’t experience it directly, this was the next best thing.
Hattie came alive under his hands.
She was absolutely beautiful. Free and uninhibited. Chasing her ecstasy with foggy eyes and desperate, half formed pleas. Her hands were up and back, around his neck, clenching and digging her little claws into his skin as she clung to him.
To him.
Because he was the one giving her this pleasure. He was the one making her feel this way. His mate, coming apart in his arms.
He curled his finger and must have hit something because her cries suddenly broke, like she couldn’t even scream anymore, while her eyes went wide and unseeing.
Fascinated, he stroked that spot inside her again. And again. Grin widening the more wild and untamed she became.
So pretty, falling apart for him like this.
And… it almost felt like her cunt was loosening.
Until, suddenly, it wasn’t.
She came with a scream like a shot – short, punctuated, and high pitched. Followed by thrashing her body so forcefully he had to grip her tight around the middle to keep her on his lap. Her hands slapped at him, then grabbed onto his thighs and squeezed as her juices soaked his fingers.
And her muscles clenched tight around him.
Tighter than when he first pushed his finger inside. All that looseness he had made was gone the moment she came – like it hadn’t existed in the first place.
And it crushed any hopes he might have along with it.
Tuvo kissed the top of her head as he gently stroked her down from her peak. She was panting in his arms, her grip loosening, as she relaxed back against him.
“That was…” She laughed a bit, breathless and happy. “You are amazing, Tuvo.”
And he smiled because, though his cock and knot hurt like he had been punched directly in them, she was pleased. He had finally done something right by his mate.
If this was all he could give her, then at least he had done it well.
Chuckling, she reached up and took hold of the back of his head. She tilted her face and brought him down for a kiss that he returned eagerly.
Because his will was broken, and if he couldn’t claim her then he would take every other scrap of affection that he could and accept it gratefully.
Hattie broke the kiss first and smiled at him so brightly, so sweetly, it was like she thought that the sun itself shone from him. Like he really was amazing and not the dense novi he knew himself to be.
“Your turn,” she said, starting to sit up.
Tuvo tightened his grip, pulling her back.
She tried again with similar results. Frowning, she turned to narrow her eyes at him. She didn’t ask, but he could see the question clear on her face.
“This branch isn’t very big, vi kyrya,” he said by means of explanation.
She blinked then looked around as if just now realizing that they were, indeed, sitting on a branch, backed up against the trunk of a tree, many, many lengths off the ground.
“Sleep,” he ordered, holding her tight. “I’ll make sure we don’t fall.”
“Er, can you?”
“I am of a tree climbing species, Hattie.”
“Right. Of course,” she laughed. “Are you sure you don’t want me to return the favor? Even just with my hands?”
“No. This was about you.” He kissed the top of her head. “Consider it your victory spoils and my apology for the words I spoke that hurt you so.”
“But you didn’t even mean it like that.”
“Still, I should have cleared this up with you long before this.” He winced, thinking about all those moments when he could have done so but had been a coward instead.
And, yes, he had been trying to protect her first and foremost, but that didn’t lessen the fact that he had hurt her deeply and then done nothing to make it up to her.
A couple orgasms on a single finger didn’t seem adequate enough repayment.
But for right now, until he could make sure that she was safe, it would have to be.
Hattie let out a sigh that could only be contentment as she rested back against him, pants still unbuttoned, hair now mussed from writhing against him. Dirty from their days in the jungle, but still so unspeakably beautiful.
As she fell asleep in his arms, he kissed the top of her head and silently promised that, though he couldn’t claim her, he would do everything else in his power to make her the happiest female on this and every other planet.
***
“Hey! Er… Hattie?”
The calls of that obnoxious male made Tuvo’s eyes open. It was too distant and, therefore, too soft to stir Hattie, but it was enough to wake him. He glared, immediately awake, down to the base of the tree where Keith was wandering around, looking lost and uneasy.
It was morning already. It was not the first time Tuvo had needed to sleep in a tree in the field, but it was probably the most restful sleep he’d ever had in such a situation.
Except now Keith was awake and looking for them.
Hattie, who did not wake easily, was completely oblivious to his calls and Tuvo was sorely tempted to let him just be confused and scared. Let him believe, for however long it lasted, that Tuvo had abandoned him for his crimes against Hattie.
But that came with it the risk that the frightened male would do something stupid like go into the forest to look for them instead of staying at the crash site – the first place that rescuers would go. And if he died, Tuvo knew, his kindhearted female would be upset.
So, although Keith was definitely not worth disturbing Hattie’s sleep over, he turned his attention to waking her up.
But slowly, because he wasn’t startling her for something like this.
He started by kissing along her shoulder, stroking his hands all over her body – her belly, her thighs, her hips, up to her breasts. He nipped at her neck a bit, introducing just a little pain, until she moaned softly, stirring.
He redoubled his attentions, enjoying himself now more than anything, until she shivered and grabbed again at his thighs. Anchoring herself to him.
“Good morning to you too,” she said, chuckling.
He hummed in agreement but didn’t lift his mouth from her skin.
Before they could settle into enjoying themselves properly, Keith called her name again. She started in surprise before guilt flashed over her face.
“I completely forgot about Keith!”
“I fail to see the problem.”
“Oh, he’s probably freaking out. We should head back down.”
It was the entire reason he had woken her up, but he saw no reason he shouldn’t protest leaving the safety of their tree. It was a token argument, however, and soon enough they were descending to the forest floor.
Just in time too because the little novi had, indeed, been just about to step away from the crash site and into the trees when Tuvo dropped the last length to the ground, landing in a crouch with Hattie on his back.
The human male made a sound of relief that quickly turned into a rant that only ended when Tuvo showed his fangs, reminding him of the last time he had spoken so disrespectfully to Hattie.
“I’m going to go hunting,” Tuvo said, turning his back on him, as Hattie was washing her face in some of the water they had gathered from the storm yesterday.
“Oh. Okay.” She smiled. “Keith and I will bunker down in the back of the plane. If someone shows up, we’ll shoot off the flare gun.”
“I won’t go far. Be careful. If you need me, scream, and I’ll return immediately.”
“Okay. You be careful too.”
He grunted in agreement before kissing her forehead and turning to walk into the forest. He wasn’t worried about someone showing up this soon. Knowing what he did of human technology and how big this forest was from the air, he imagined it would be quite some time before anyone found them here.
Might as well get comfortable.
With that thought in mind, he left her behind with that despicable male yet again. Fully ready to rip his throat out if he returned to find Hattie sad again.