Chapter 26
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
NAV
I barely held myself back from stopping Arena as she sprang to her feet.
With her sweet taste lingering on my tongue, I watched her slam the bathroom door.
I wanted to go after her, pull her back to the bed, and continue feasting.
But she had screamed and kicked me for a reason.
Until I knew what I did, it would be best to give her space to calm down.
What could I have done to scare her, though? Her groans had sounded like good ones, not bad ones. And her pussy hadn’t resisted much when I’d stroked deeper.
My cock throbbed, not yet understanding that I wouldn’t be sinking it into her tightly clenching channel any time soon.
Releasing a sigh, I slowly rose to my feet. Even if I did not know what I did to scare her, I should at least apologize for hurting her foot with my face—her limp as she ran had been pronounced. But would she accept if I couldn’t also apologize for why she’d kicked me in the first place?
Something knocked against the window. I turned and saw Belak. Seeing his apologetic expression, I understood what had happened and went to open the door for him.
“I’m sorry,” he said softly, glancing at the closed bathroom door down the hallway. “When I saw the fence, I was curious about the humans who would want to stay here. I did not think it would be you with a female so soon. Is she yours?”
I nodded even as I rubbed the back of my neck in doubt.
Would Arena still want to be my female after this?
My brothers and I had learned that humans generally liked their sex to be quiet and private.
Females tended to react badly when discovered having sex.
Human males typically didn’t react as severely, but still showed signs of embarrassment.
A few rare females liked when other males watched, but based on Arena’s reaction, she was not one of them.
“Did you find her in the woods like Gyrik found Ava?” Belak asked.
“No. In the water. She and her friend jumped into the lake to escape some infected. Her friend was a strong swimmer and made it to the boat waiting for them. Arena wasn’t as strong. She waited for me to swim for her.”
I heard Arena scoff from inside the bathroom. It gave me hope that she was listening. Did that mean she would want to stay with me even though Belak saw me tasting her?
“There are other females?” Belak asked.
“Yes. At least three. Arena has not yet told me where she is from or how many others are there.”
Belak stared at the door thoughtfully. “Three is good. Do you think they will be as willing as yours?”
“Arena was not willing at first,” I admitted. “Today is the first time she allowed me to lick her pussy.”
“Nav! He doesn’t need to know that,” she yelled from inside the bathroom.
“I do,” Belak called back. “If I know how long it will take my female to let me taste her pussy, I won’t have to ask her and risk a face slap. I apologize for seeing your pussy without asking.”
We both heard her scoff. Belak frowned and tugged at his ear. I patted his shoulder in sympathy. If she told her companions that he looked without permission, her companions would probably refuse him.
“I promise I have never looked at a female’s pussy without her permission before,” Belak said. “I did not think Nav would be in here licking your pussy. I tried to look away, but it was so pretty and looked like it tasted very good.”
She made another small, choked sound.
“It did,” I said. Licking her had been better than I had imagined. “I am sorry I was so distracted by your taste that I hadn’t heard Belak. Will you come out and meet my brother?”
“Do I have a choice?”
“Yes. You do not have to meet him.”
Belak and I shared a worried look as she stayed quiet for a long moment. It did not seem like his apology would be enough for her to forgive him.
“I don’t want to be shared.”
Belak blinked in surprise. Although a few of my brothers were willing to share, most of us preferred a female of our own…if we could find one. Even if we were willing to share, females who wanted to be shared were very rare.
“Good,” I said. “I don’t want to share you. Ever.”
“Then, can I have some clothes? Please?”
I flushed that I’d forgotten. Of course she would not want to meet him when she wasn’t covered.
“There are meat cans in the basement,” I said to Belak, already moving toward the bedroom. “Look slowly.”
He grunted and went downstairs while I found Arena a clean shirt. I heard him moving boxes when I returned to the hallway and knocked on the bathroom door.
It opened a crack, and Arena’s small hand emerged in the space, held out in a silent demand. Her fingers trembled. Understanding her fear of being shared, I caught them in mine and kissed her palm before placing the shirt into it.
“You are safe, Arena. I will not share or leave you. Ever.”
She pulled the shirt inside with her and closed the door again.
“She will be angry with you for a while for not noticing me,” Belak said from behind me.
I nodded and heard another snort from inside the bathroom. Arena was both angry and afraid. It was a concerning combination. Humans did not act rationally when angry and afraid.
“Come,” I said to Belak. “We can heat some food for her so it is ready when she is.”
I led him to the kitchen with the supplies he’d brought up. As I got out a pot, I considered the reason behind Arena’s fear.
“When I first found her, she asked what I wanted,” I said to him. “I told her females, so she would understand I meant her no harm. She responded that she was not a human trafficker.”
“Ah,” Belak said. “I’m surprised she was willing so quickly if she was mistreated by other humans. You will need to take extra care with her. Let her come to you.”
“I have, but I worry about the other females with her. Are they safe? Are they being abused by human males while I wait for Arena to trust me enough to tell me where to find them?”
“Work harder to gain her trust,” Belak said, watching me open cans. “Too few humans have survived. We need every female.”
I nodded as I started heating the soup for Arena.
“Did Eljek’s female forgive him?”
“No. She started talking to Vukeso.”
“That is good for Vukeso. Bad for Eljek.”
Belak grunted in agreement.
“Vukeso is keeping her away from the cow pen when he spends time with her. And now we all know females do not want help removing dirt from their faces.” Belak sighed.
“Why are there so many rules? Do not show our desperation. Do not ask to see or taste their pussy. Complement them, but not their soft bellies. Feed them, but not dog food or cat food. They want chocolate. Chocolate, Nav. It is the worst-tasting food.”
I chuckled. “To us. Not to them.”
“I know. Learn a female’s mind and heart; then she will open her sweet pussy,” he said, quoting a rule we all tried to follow.
It wasn’t easy to learn a female’s mind, though. It changed often. Even once we learned their minds, winning their hearts was even harder. They were focused on survival, immunity, and rebuilding the world they had lost, not on finding a male to have babies.
What did it mean that Arena had allowed me to taste her but I did not yet know her mind or her heart? Was she planning to leave me? Use me for supplies? For immunity?
I needed to win her heart to keep her by my side.
“You’re unhappy,” Belak said.
“I do not yet know Arena’s mind. She will not talk about her past, her family, or the future. Do you think she plans to leave?”
Belak grunted, acknowledging my concern and the impossibility of knowing for certain. Only Arena knew that. And until she chose to confide in me, I would need to keep trying to win her trust to learn her mind.
Down the hall, I heard the bathroom door open. Her footsteps were light as she approached. Belak angled away from the doorway, not wanting to frighten her.
“They don’t like it when we prepare their food with our cocks out,” he reminded me softly.
I glanced down at myself and growled in annoyance. How could I have forgotten?
“He’s right,” Arena said. “I’d rather you wear some pants when you cook and when we have company.”
I grinned at the stove, liking that she was speaking to me and that she wanted to keep the view of my cock to herself. Belak elbowed me and took the spoon.
Turning, I faced my sweet female. The shirt she wore came to the top of her thighs. I stared at what I knew it was hiding, mouth watering for another taste.
She snapped her fingers low, and I quickly looked up.
Her expression was filled with uncertainty and fear as her gaze shifted between us.
“Would you like to meet my brother, Belak?” I asked.
“Maybe after you put some pants on.”
I grunted and left the kitchen to dress. She stayed in the hallway where she could watch Belak and me at the same time.
My female was wary of having another male in the house.
Why? What had the human males done to her?