Chapter Twenty-Three #2
Aphrodite squealed, leaping through the air seconds before Xexis pounced on her.
She scrambled, grabbing her skirt in both hands.
Bolting for the door, she was inches away.
It hissed open. Her feet passed the threshold.
Large hands spread into her vision and snatched her.
One wrapped around her throat, one tangled in her hair, the other two around her torso, she was yanked backward. Aphrodite hissed at the sting.
Xexis slammed her back into the wall of the room as the door shut.
The glass wall continued, illuminating part of the room and drenching the other in shadow at the same time.
Between Xexis looming over her, and the nervous flickering of her gaze across the room, she couldn’t tell what all was in it.
But it was a bedroom, with a massive bed at the center.
The stars twinkled as Xexis growled into her face.
“I win, though, right? I made it to the room first?” She panted, face hot and sweat dripping down the small of her back.
“My silly prey, there was no winning,” He stepped closer, pressing his body into hers.
She lost all the air in her lungs despite her breathers working their hardest. His weight against her, he locked her chin up so she couldn’t look away from his face.
A dark hunger coated every inch of his expression.
Aphrodite whimpered as he traced her jaw with his pointer finger.
Leaning in close, his words going directly to her core, “A good hunter knows how to trap his prey, without letting the prey know it’s trapped. ”
Something sassy, a little foolish, and wholly misguided in her bubbled up to the surface. Smiling up at him, she breathed, “Then, you should know what prey do when they’re cornered.”
Before he could speak, she dropped Buddy in between them and had him flash his headlights.
Xexis stumbled back, hand to his eyes at the blinding light.
Aphrodite dropped to her knees and crawled through his legs.
She climbed to her feet on the other side of him, bolting across the room.
Her focus was on escaping. The sounds of Buddy unhappily chirping as Xexis turned him off filled her ears.
Poor thing. She had made it a handful of steps away when hands grabbed her by the torso again.
Kicking and thrashing, she fought the best she could.
However, if she was being honest, there was little she could do.
He pinned her hands to the bedspread with one hand and shoved her cheek into the mattress with another.
His feet kicked her legs aside, spreading her before him.
Two hands tossed her skirts up and over her back till the fabric was bunched at her shoulders.
“Are you ready to be claimed, or do you still think you can escape, my sweet prey?” He had her exactly where he said he’d have her. She panted for air, her chest pressing into the mattress. Swallowing air, her mouth was dry.
“Does my mate want me to keep fighting?” she croaked.
He chuckled, bending over her. She felt his cock press into her through his pants. “A little fight is healthy, as long as you want to fight me. I want you to want it.”
A wicked smirk crawled on her face as she kicked her legs, struggling against his arms. “I want to fight you.”
“Try all you like, sweet prey,” he rasped in her ear.
The hand pressing against her head moving to the nape of her neck.
She wrenched her head back, trying to catch him.
He moved his face from her too fast. Dang it.
Yanking at his hands, his grip hardened.
He spared his bottom two hands to grab her by the hips.
Her underwear was used as a trap. He shoved them to her ankles but stepped on the middle of them in quick succession, making her thrashing legs restrained.
She growled in frustration. Glorious frustration.
Her cunt was drenched, her back arching as he spread her open with two fingers. He hummed with appreciation, clearly admiring his handiwork. She bucked her hips. It only resulted in him shoving two fingers deep inside her. Gasping, her toes curled involuntarily.
He was proud, she heard it in his rumbling tone. “Can my prey still fight me while I am inside her?”
Oh, she was planning on it! She ripped from side to side, trying to free her arms from him.
He thrust his fingers faster, pressing directly where she was weakest. She cried out, head tossed back against his hand.
His fingers pressed into the side of her throat as he shoved her head back down against the blanket.
For every move, he countered it. She couldn’t help the hearty moan that broke through her mouth.
With a kick, she freed one foot from its fabric restraints.
Xexis grabbed her by the ankle, not stopping for a second.
He fucked his fingers into her with a punishing pace.
Her walls clenched around him. Stars filled her eyes and slowly imploded.
Pleasure rolled over her, running shivers down her spine.
Goose bumps covered every inch of her shoulders and arms.
He hoisted the one leg he captured, deepening the angle of his fingers until it was too much. She shrieked. The hand over her neck loosened. She tossed her head back, screaming, “Xexis!”
“That’s it, sweet prey, scream for me.”
Her orgasm beat her with the same mercy as Xexis.
None. Her muscles snapped and her legs nearly cramped, they tightened harder.
Aphrodite cried, tears welling in the sides of her eyes from the raw feeling.
Bliss crashed over her and shook her from crown to clenched toe. Her fingers clawed into the blanket.
She heard the lewd sound of Xexis licking his fingers clean.
For a moment, she half expected him to drop everything to eat her.
He didn’t let go. In fact, he pinned her hands harder as her abused cunt was chilled by the soft breeze in the room.
She heard the thwump of his pants as they pooled at his feet.
Hooking her trapped ankle at his hip, gripping her hip with the other hand, Xexis rammed inside her with little warning.
She tried to throw her weight and slip away, but he was hungry. He wanted this.
Fuck, I want it too. Her need to feel him take her, push her over the cliff of pleasure, and toss her into oblivion, killed what play fight she had in her.
She slipped her other foot slowly out of its ankle trap.
He grabbed it and hooked it around his waist as well.
With a proud growl, he continued beating his hips into her backside. “You’ve given in?”
“Please,” she begged. “Claim me.”
He snarled, dropping her hands. Two hands slapped against the mattress beside her head, the others keeping her legs to him, he rocked into her with abandon.
Faster, little control, he bullied her insides with his textured shaft.
Her eyes rolled back in her head. Xexis huffed louder and louder till it turned into a moan.
He lost himself in her and she was gone.
Her mind melted out her ears and dribbled down her neck.
She found his hands gripping the mattress and put hers over his.
Tangling their fingers together, she gripped him for all she had.
Her insides snapped once more, and a wash of pleasure and cold chills wrecked her.
She fell limp against the mattress. Aphrodite cried out into the blanket, sobbing.
Xexis tightened his grip around her and drove her into the mattress harder.
It was nearly too much until he found his own pleasure.
He spilled into her. Bruising her legs with his grip, his muscles spasmed with every rock of his hips and rope of his cum.
The hands trying to tear a hole through the mattress eased.
He slid out of her hands and underneath her stomach.
Prying her from the bed, Xexis fell out of her like a weight.
Her organs instantly cried with relief. Aphrodite held still as he turned her and laid her onto her back.
His release trailed down her legs to the floor.
Unclipping her dress, he unwrapped her in the reflection of his planet.
She lay on the bed, staring up at him cloaked in shadow.
His features were soft again. Memorizing every inch of her, he took hold of his own top and unclipped it.
Their clothing fell to the floor as he brought her up into his arms. Skin to skin, face to face, she exhaled slowly.
Xexis wrapped his arms around her. Between his panting for air, and her bubbles of nervous laughter, the room filled with life.
He detached her data pad from her arm and set it aside.
With a sharp inhale, his breathers whirling heavily, he spoke again.
Voice soft, raspy, but not hungry. Sweet, affectionate. “My mate, thank you.”
“For fighting you?” she asked, dropping her arms around his shoulders.
“Yes, that was delicious, I enjoyed it.” He beamed, pincers standing straight out with pride. “I very much like claiming my mate.”
“I like being claimed.” She pet the back of his shoulders tenderly. “I’ll consider fighting back every once in a while. Sometimes I just like being regular prey.”
He chuckled, “And sometimes you like being the hunter.”
She wiggled her eyebrows at him suggestively. “I like hearing you beg.”
He cupped her backside and squeezed it. “I would do anything to see your face the way it is now.”
“Red and sex drunk?” She lay her forehead against his.
“Happy, with no cares in the stars.”
Aphrodite kissed his forehead over and over till the exhaustion took over.
She yawned first. Xexis followed soon after.
He crept back to Buddy and picked him off the chest he was set on.
The drone whirled back to life and angrily twirled at Xexis.
“I apologize, tiny one, but you were in between me and my mate.”
“Down, Buddy, it’s alright. But only if Xexis does it.”
Buddy chirped and zoomed toward the bed.
Aphrodite drooped in Xexis’ arms and hugged him tight.
Her mate took them to bed and tucked her under the blanket.
Like an octopus, he engulfed her. Drifting on the line of unconsciousness, she stared out to his home world.
Massive and lush, full of life. Things floated around it like flies around a horse.
There were black squares in between trees she could only imagine were buildings or structures.
She wasn’t sure how close they were to the planet, but it soothed her to see it.
The stars were a soft night light as they orbited the planet.
Aphrodite fell asleep to the sound of Xexis breathing against the back of her head.
And for the first night in a long time…no nightmares destroyed her peaceful sleep.