Chapter 16
sixteen
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Kex
I paged my steward, then spent the time it took him to arrive forcing food down my mate.
The door chimed way too soon, and Laness, my steward, inherited from my grandfather, entered. “Laness, this is my mate, Emily. She was part of the crash in Monai earlier this week. Her language is Earth English. You’ll need to add it.”
Laness typed at his com and winced as the neuro link uploaded the language. He turned to my Emily, placed one hand over his heart and bowed. “My lady, it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”
“Thank you, you as well,” my mate said softly.
“Please inform the household to upload my mate’s language,” I told Laness. “Paperwork for our mating will need to be filed as soon as possible. Her species is preflight, so it might cause difficulties.”
Laness didn’t so much as blink at the information. A professional to his core. I’d been trying to get him to laugh since we started working together, but so far I hadn’t even seen him smile.
“I will make it happen, sir,” he said.
“Thank you. My mate and I will be returning to Monai tomorrow to help with the efforts to rescue her people. We’ll need proper supplies to enter the forest. Clothes, footwear, food.
She will also need things for when we return.
If you can have the tailor sent up shortly.
” I sighed and continued my instructions.
My Emily sat quietly at my side, occasionally eating from the prepared foods.
The tailor arrived before I finished with Laness, and the kind older woman took my mate’s measurements while asking her about colors and fabrics.
When at last my orders for Laness were complete, I took my mate to the family medical rooms so she could be properly scanned. I knew her shoulder still pained her, and she had other aches and bruises. If I was taking her back into Monai, I had to ensure there was nothing else ailing her.
While the medic’s scans ran over my mate, Laness returned with details about my mating filings. I held in my growl and stepped out of the room with the steward.
“There are issues?” I asked.
“Yes,” Laness started. “As we knew there would be. Her people are not identified in the database. The language is present, but it is tagged as unknown origin. Human is not a recognized species and the planet, Earth, has no details apart from the language entry. While it is not unprecedented to file a mating with a preflight species, their species needs to be identified in the galactic database.”
“Whoever added their language bypassed any other documentation, likely to avoid legal ramifications,” I guessed.
“Indeed.”
I sighed. “So we’ll need to register her species. It needs to happen regardless. Once her people are retrieved from Monai they will need to be supported while they integrate into society. Without proper papers including species documentation, they would be at risk of unsavory individuals.”
“Indeed.”
What wasn’t he saying? Did he expect me to just know what he was thinking? Did my grandfather read his mind? “Is there an issue with filing the species documentation?”
“Two pieces. First, we need homeworld coordinates. Second, the species documentation needs the Global Representative’s signature.”
“Fuck,” I said.
“Indeed,” Laness repeated.
“Start the paperwork, I’ll work on the rest.”
“The paperwork for the inheritance—”
“Just—” I started, cutting him off. I sighed. “Start all the paperwork, but don’t file anything until we get back.
“Yes, sir.”
Laness left, and I returned to my mate. She stood in the med pod, as the lasers worked over her body. Her cheeks were pink, and she stared at the ground. When I moved closer she glanced up at me, then away quickly. “Everything okay, my heart?”
“Yep, totally,” she said. “Everything okay with you?”
I sighed. “It will be.”
She nodded.
“Please hold still for a few more moments,” the medic called.
“Yes, sorry.”
The pod finished its work, and I helped my mate back into my tunic. She needed clothes of her own, and they would be made, but I loved seeing her in my clothes. It touched some part of my inner self and filled me with satisfaction.
“Is everything set?” I asked the medic.
“Yes, our lady is now in perfect health. We fixed a few issues and mended the tendons in her right shoulder.”
“Perfect. Thank you.”
“Of course, sir.”
“Are you ready?” I asked my mate.
She nodded, and I took her hand and led her back to our rooms. When the door closed behind us, I bent down and scooped her up. She squeaked as I threw her over my shoulder, heading for our bedroom door.
“What are you doing?”
“Taking my mate for a proper bath. Or would you prefer the fuck against the wall first?” I asked, giving her ass a light smack.
“Oh. Bath first I think, then a fuck.”
I carried my mate through our bedroom and into the adjacent bathroom.
The bathing pool was sunk low into the ground, already full of warm bubbly water.
I stopped at the edge and gently tossed my mate into the pool.
She screamed on the way down, and when she surfaced, sputtering and rubbing the water from her eyes, I took my time, slipping off my shoes.
“That was so rude!”
“Yes, it was, my mate.” I pulled my tunic off over my head, then worked on my pants. “And how should I apologize?”
She rolled her eyes and crossed her little arms. “I don’t know, maybe like three orgasms?”
“How about four?” I asked and pulled my pants down. My cock sprang free, and my mate watched it bob.
She licked her lips. “Yeah, that sounds good.”
I kicked off my pants and dropped into the water.
Crossing to her, I pulled the wet tunic over her head and flung it out of the pool.
“You’re messy,” she said, and buried her face between my pecs. I ran my hands into her hair and pulled her head back. I kissed her forehead, then her nose, then her lips, and then sunk my face into her neck.
“I need to taste you,” I said, and lifted her up, setting her ass on the lip of the pool.
“Wait, soap first. It’s been days since I’ve used soap,” she said, and tried to wiggle back into the water.
“The water carries a cleaning agent,” I said, and kissed along her inner thigh.
“God, this pool is so big, isn’t this a waste of water?”
“Of course not. The water is recycled.” I nipped her thigh with my fangs to get her attention, clearly her mind was wandering too far.
“But how do you recycle it if it’s got soap and all the body funk in it?”
“It’s purified. Are your people unable to purify water?”
“We can, but not that well without using insane resources.”
I snorted. “That’s not an issue for us.” I pulled her closer to the edge and slid her thighs over my shoulders.
She fell back and propped herself up with her hands.
I spread her cunt wide and licked her hole, savoring her sweet flavor before moving to the nub at the top.
I licked, gently at first, and as she started slowly grinding her hips against me, I sucked her into my mouth.
She moaned and I worked her until she cried out with her climax.
When she stilled, I slid my clawless pinky into her channel and massaged her with my finger and mouth until she climaxed again. I pulled her back into the warm water and slowly scrubbed every inch of her body and wrung a third orgasm from her.
I washed her hair, taking time to scrub her scalp lightly with my claws and detangling the strands, then I lifted her into my arms and kissed her senseless, my cock rubbing against her heat.
My mate pulled back from my kiss. “I want you to come in my mouth,” she said, and my brain shut down.
“What?” I asked.
“Did that not translate?” she asked with a grin.
I grinned and kissed her neck. “Every moment with you, my mate, is an absolute delight.”
She smirked at me. “I’ll give you a delight.”
I carried her over to a bench built into the wall of the pool so she was higher, and jumped up, sitting on the edge of the pool, then I leaned back and gave her a lazy grin.
My vixen crawled along the bench and ran her arms up my thighs.
Slowly and carefully, not breaking eye contact, she lowered over my cock and sucked the tip into her mouth.
I growled. “Fuck, you are so sexy with my cock in your mouth,” I told her.
She wrapped both hands around me and worked my shaft while she licked and sucked my tip.
She was so sexy and gorgeous, and when she handled me so confidently, it wrecked me.
I wasn’t going to last long, but I would always try my hardest for her.
I relaxed my body, enjoyed the sight of my mate, my chosen one, the other half of my soul as she feasted on my cock.
When I saw her squeezing her thighs together, I pulled her up next to me.
She protested, but I let her keep my cock.
I reached down and gently played with her cunt while she worked me over.
After a few more minutes, my body began to tense, and I rubbed her faster.
I gritted my teeth, holding back with everything I had.
I felt my Emily tense, on the edge of her release, and I let go, my orgasm tearing through me.
I pulled back from her mouth at the last moment, not wanting my cock to swell behind her teeth and lock her painfully.
My first stream of cum hit her lips, but she moved forward, suctioning around just my tip as I swelled and fired jet after jet. “Yes, suck me down. You can take it.”
A small bead of my seed dripped from the edge of her mouth. I captured it with my thumb and offered it to her. She licked it, careful of my claw. “You taste so good,” she said, her eyes heavy with lust.
I pulled her up my body and slid inside of her cunt carefully. My cock pulsed its aftershocks while deep inside her, and the sensation sent her over the edge into her own orgasm.
We lay there for a long while, her laying across my chest, and my cock pulsing inside of her. These were the moments that made everything better.
“Kex, do you want kids?” my mate asked.
I closed my eyes, the wonder of what our children could be overwhelmed me. “Yes, if we are able, or even if we aren’t, I would love children with you.”
“We’re able,” she said.
I lifted and looked at her. “The medic was able to tell our species are compatible?”
“Yes, apparently it wasn’t really hard to figure out.”
I squeezed her to me. “Good.” A small hesitation ran down my spine. Tiny creatures to keep safe in our violent universe. I’d have to do everything in my power to make our world safe for them. “Do you want children?”
“Yes,” she whispered softly. “I can’t imagine anything better than a small version of you.”
“Good. Then as soon as we have things settled with your species documentation, we can start trying in earnest.”
“Well,” she started, her voice a squeak.
I rubbed her back, running the pads of my fingers up and down her spine. “Or we can wait, there is no rush.”
“Kex, the medic figured out we’re compatible, because I’m already pregnant. Barely pregnant, but pregnant, and I haven’t been with anyone in a long while, so I know it’s yours, and I know this is soon, but I really hope you’re okay with it.”
My brain broke and everything grew fuzzy and distant. “Truly?” I asked, my heart stammered, my chest ready to burst.
“Yes,” she said softly. “Is that okay?”
I pulled my mate further up my body, squeezing her against me. I ran a hand over her head. “My mate, my dearest Emily, that is more than okay. It’s wonderful. I can’t express how happy I am that we are so blessed.”
“Are you sure? Even if your documents aren’t ready?”
“Yes, even so.” I would make sure my mate and child were safe.
“Good. I love you so much, Kex,” she said, and leaned down and kissed me.
We kissed tenderly at first, a reassurance of our love and a celebration of our family, but my mate wiggled atop me a little too enthusiastically, and I rolled until she was beneath me.
I kissed down her body and gave her a fifth orgasm.
After cleaning off our release, I dried my mate, then carried her to bed.
I lay with my head on her stomach for a long while, and we talked about the future, what our child might look like, blending our traits and genetics.
I would have been happy, spending my life with my Emily, even if we couldn’t have genetic children.
There were many interpretations of family, and my titles could pass to nongenetic children just as easily.
But to know a life grew even now within my mate, one created by our love, I couldn’t imagine anything better.
I held her in my arms, my hand spread wide over her stomach until we both drifted off.
My sleep was deep and peaceful, and I awoke feeling refreshed and new.
Since returning from the mess the empire was calling a war, I hadn’t been able to sleep indoors without endless nightmares.
Retreating to the deep forest had helped.
My sleep was easier, if not peaceful. After I found my Emily, my sleep improved, as though her presence healed a little something within my chest. I’d worried returning to these rooms would bring back the dreams, but as I woke with my mate pressed firmly against me and ran my hand down her body to rest against her stomach, I thanked Monai for every moment of my life, every hardship and blessing that brought me to my Emily.