Chapter Thirty
Aphrodite awoke a second time to something tapping her shoulder.
She blinked herself awake with a groan. Buddy floated over her head and prodded at her tenderly.
Swatting him away, she struggled to sit up.
Her throat was dry, and her face felt like crackling mud.
With a glance at the slumbering giant in bed with her, she slipped from the sheets.
She needed water. The bedroom, thankfully, came with an ensuite bathroom.
The frosted door easily slid open and she stepped into a cozy room.
A standard issue toilet embedded into the chrome walls, a step-in shower with a removable faucet head, and a few options for soaps, pastes, and towel shapes.
She dunked her mouth under the toothpaste option and scrubbed her teeth viciously.
Afterward, she stepped into the shower. It hissed alive and filled the room with steam.
Eyes closed, swaying to a simple beat in her head, she scrubbed her face and hair.
It wasn’t until she was running the washcloth behind her knees that she realized she wasn’t alone.
The door to the shower slid open and Xexis clambered in behind her.
She scoffed, “Xexis, there’s not enough room in here. ”
“Seems like plenty to me,” he teased, grabbing her by the hips.
She tried to straighten, but a hand ran up her spine and suggested she stay bent at the waist. Fuck.
She shivered hard, trying to ignore the tickle in her core.
With a snort, she looked over her shoulder at him.
He cocked a brow. Then his mating trunk pressed against her backside.
“Are you here to bathe or to make us late again?” she retorted. Oh please make us late again. She rubbed her backside against him.
“Both.” he said with such conviction it made her laugh.
“Xnasis will be upset if we delay them again.” She rolled her eyes, fakely dismissing him.
“Xnasis is already late, what is a little longer?” Xexis stroked her slit with a fingertip. Her eyes fluttered shut. Yes, please. Desire ran through her blood. Moisture coated her arms and legs. He took her wrists and tugged her hands behind her back.
A sharp panic filled her. “If you drop me, I’ll die. I will absolutely crack my head open and my brains will spill out.”
Xexis chuckled, “Stay.”
She huffed, standing up straight as he left the bathroom. Stay? Aphrodite bit back the urge to storm after him and tell him what she thought of his command. Then he was back in the bathroom and her heart lept into her throat. “Xexis, those are cuffs.”
“Yes, they are,” he teased, holding up two sets of thick band restraints with leather and metal.
Internally, she screamed, while externally she stared at them in wonder.
Where did he even get those. He slapped one side of each onto her wrists without hesitation.
She blinked at them then up at him. He twirled his finger at her as she stumbled back into the shower, giving him room to step inside.
“Why? Do you have cuffs?” She felt like she knew the answer but asked it anyway.
“I am Kannatch.” He ripped her around and ripped her arms back behind her again.
With a hard click, she knew she was locked in.
Her toes curled against the wet surface.
Staring at the steamy tile wall that would likely be her doom, she tensed.
Waiting, listening, unable to do much but stand still.
Xexis slowly ran a hand up her back again and bent her over at the waist. “Is my mate nervous?”
“About breaking my face, yeah, I’m nervous.
” She tried to laugh but it came out weak with cracks in her voice.
The fact is I am more excited than nervous.
Xexis wouldn’t drop her. If anything, he’d hoist her off the ground and use her hips as leverage.
Yet, there was a tingling sensation, a thrill, from being locked in.
His mating trunk was pressed against her wetness. Her stomach did backflips.
“My mate does not trust me?” he teased, grabbing her by the hips. He has 4 arms, what am I worried about? The answer was nothing.
“Of course, I trust you,” she groaned. When he ground his hips against hers, a dreamy sigh broke through her lips. “Just fuck me already, please.”
“As my mate wishes.” His dark, breathy response zapped her insides with excitement.
Spreading her open, he dove inside. Her legs trembled as pressure and pleasure mixed up the wires in her head.
The cuffs forced her arms back but kept her precisely angled.
He pulled back to the tapered end of his cock then rushed back inside. Not fast, but deep and hard.
Aphrodite groaned, her head flopping down.
Wet tendrils slapped against her cheeks.
The lewd sounds of his hips smacking into her echoed off the walls.
Soon it was muffled by her moans. Xexis tugged her by the cuffs with every thrust to make sure she felt him all the way through her body. Her shoulders ached deliciously.
“Will my mate climax here, or shall I suck on your pleasure center on the bed?”
Her mind swirled as she tried to find words.
Millions of years of evolution and endless knowledge all leaking out of her ears as he fucked the brains out of her.
She cried out, meeting his hips as much as she could.
Xexis picked up the speed, clearly deciding for himself.
His skin smacked against hers. She breathed steam and desire thick enough to be smog.
Xexis chased his own release until her legs were numb and she wasn’t sure she’d ever be able to spell her name again.
His legs tensed. She was tugged back hard by the cuffs and yelped as his other fingers bore into her hips.
Heat spilled into her before it trickled down her legs.
She saw stars and was too weak to chase them with her eyes.
Aphrodite whimpered as he slipped his cock from her.
She stumbled but stayed standing only by the cuffs attached to her wrists. Xexis helped her stand up and against his body. “My mate, will you be able to stand, or shall I deliver you?”
“Legs no work,” she murmured.
“Delivery, then,” he chuckled, whisking her off her feet. “I apologize, I was eager to claim you this morning.”
“‘Tis nice.” She flopped her head back with a lust drunk giggle. “Where’d the cuffs come from?”
“It is wise to always travel with two sets of cuffs, in case they have more than two hands.” He dropped her onto the bed, clambering over her dripping wet. “Some hunts require a living prey.”
“Mmm,” she hummed happily.
“Shall I devour you now, or shall I wait till you can run again?”
Something sharp sparked in her belly as she smirked up at him.
“As I thought.” He pressed his forehead to hers, releasing her from the cuffs. “Rest for a moment while I finish washing. Then we’ll dress.”
She blurted out, “Is that what you want?”
He rose up, eyeing her with humored bewilderment. “Is what, what I—what? Wait? Want.”
Aphrodite burst with childish giggles as she cupped his face. He shouldn’t be allowed to be this cute. Xexis scowled at her, for only a moment, before pressing his forehead to hers. “You are what I want.”
As he slithered off her and left her wet, horny yet satisfied, and weak on the bed, she stared at the ceiling over them.
Buddy eventually floated into view and twirled before her.
She swatted at him again, enjoying the amused, metallic chirp.
It was a fight for her life to sit up again.
Her core screamed. Stricter core strength training was a must!
Finally, she fumbled with her data pad back onto her arm.
Buddy danced around her head as she limped to the closet.
Note to self, stop fucking standing up. She knew that note would be forgotten about nearly immediately.
The room had a closet, much like the ones at home.
She touched a light blue button on the side and it snapped open.
Not that they had packed, but she wasn’t surprised when there were clothes inside.
A similar outfit to what she wore, but with sleeves that ended at her elbows and the pants were more like leggings.
She was nearly strapped in when Xexis appeared in the room again.
Smiling, she leaned against the wall and studied him.
He hunched over to dry every last inch of his legs and toes, she trailed her graze over his back.
Aphrodite never considered herself a muscle aficionado until her mate was built like a brick house and every part of him was thick with them.
And for the first time in her life, she stared at a person’s ass and understood the appeal of a gluteus maximus.
Heat rolled over her cheeks as she tried not to laugh at herself.
Why shouldn’t I appreciate what he has? He overly appreciates what I have!
Yet, she felt silly enjoying his legs flex as he stretched all four arms up and over his head.
Then, her mate caught her staring and he lit up with pride.
Never mind, it’s not silly. She flushed as he charged over to her and scooped her up in his arms.
“My mate is not still needing, is she? For I can just as easily remove those pants again.”
She tossed her arms around him, shaking her head. “No, I’m good, I just like looking at you.”
“I am a good looking mate, am I not?” he wiggled his pincers playfully, setting her down on her feet again.
“Very good looking,” she breathed, pushing up on her toes to kiss his cheek. “Now, put on pants before Quagmor or worse comes to break down the door and demand we hurry up.”
“You have a point; he is most impatient and rude.” Xexis shook his head with a huff as he slipped away from her.
She watched to the very last second his body was covered.
Aphrodite memorized every muscle, every dip, every curve of his body.
Then, as he slipped the crystal rings up his arms, and she noticed the lettering.