Chapter 12
There will not be any sharing.
Baelor
The real question was; if we did not have to go to our family’s home, would I even have gone to sleep? Nitochi had claimed his role as the leader of our new family. Claimed her. She still smelled like him, the scent so strong it was obvious how their intimate moment had ended.
Him, coming inside of her. And now that he had, she could be mine too. I would not have been against postponing her meeting our parents, just so we could have the time to have her to ourselves.
But our mother would have shown up to get us all there by force. She was not known to be a patient woman and she had been eager to meet our little human female since the day we knew we were meant to take one as our bride. Which was a long time ago.
And now, as we flew from our new hive to our childhood one and she clung to me with all her strength, it was hard to focus on anything else than the smell of her arousal.
Maybe she should have gone with Nitochi…He had his fill of her already, he might have handled this better than I was.
But no. It was still daylight and the sun weakened him. We both agreed that it was safer for him to carry the food we had prepared. At least, he led the way. With the amount of my blood rushing down, I would have gotten lost, unable to focus on the sky ahead.
“Are you okay?” I asked her. Her legs were closed tight around my waist. Her breasts, thankfully covered by the ugly piece of fabric the human doctors had given her, plastered against my chest.
She nodded in the crook of my neck. “I’m fine. You’re just—”
Her thighs clenched around me and I held back a grunt. Okay, she definitely felt my hardness nestled between her legs…
“I am sorry,” I muttered. “We should have waited a couple of hours to leave. Nitochi could have carried you and—”
“No! I mean, it doesn’t bother me…I just—well, I would have wanted you to join earlier.”
She rocked her hips and I let out a shuddering breath. “Please, do not tell me this right now…”
“I’m sorry,” she breathed out.
“I should have told our parents that we would bring you later…” I muttered. “I am afraid this will be an uncomfortable dinner.”
“You think?” Nitochi grumbled from just a few feet away.
“Oh, shut up.”
At least this asshole had the whole day with her. Hours to spend touching her. Holding her—fucking her. And from the way she kept wriggling in my arms, she did not have enough.
If she needed more, we would be happy to oblige—as soon as we were all alone.
We landed at the bottom of the hive. The sun was setting and my energy was quickly depleting.
“I will go first,” Nitochi said as I held on to Wendy while her feet finally touched the ground. “I think it is best if I explain the change of plan before they smell it on her.”
Wendy blinked in confusion. I kept forgetting that, by crashing here and not stopping by the human space base, she had no clue about how things worked for our species.
Nitochi hesitated briefly before leaning over her to drop a kiss on her forehead. Her already pink cheeks turned brighter and a soft smile pulled at her lips.
She watched him take flight until he reached the twenty-third level where our parents waited.
“It looks incredible,” she breathed out.
I followed her gaze. The hive. “Right, you have not seen how hives look from the outside yet.”
Wendy shook her head. “It was too dark last night, and I was too scared to fall to even move my head.”
Hives were built inside large and high rocks coming out of the ground. Depending on their size, they could host up to thousands of us in all the caves. A few Gemins still decided to live in high trees, especially if they preferred not to live close to others.
I looked at the cave Nitochi entered with a smile. Both of us were born here. Living in a tree was not even an option for us, especially with a female that could not fly…
“I promise we will take you on a tour sometime soon,” I said, taking her hand in mine. “Give us…let’s be reasonable and say a few days.”
She arched a brow as she looked at me. “A few days?”
I pulled her closer, sliding an arm around her waist to keep her close.
“We might be a bit selfish when it comes to our females. We are not ready to share you with the rest of our people just yet.” Her eyes widened and I hurried to explain.
“By share, I mean introduce.” My hand left hers to cup her face, tilting it up toward mine.
Her breath stuttered, lips parted. “There will not be any sharing. You are ours, and we are yours. I hope you are ready…”
“Ready?” she breathed out, her breath warming my lips.
“Gemins crave…” I paused, thinking of the appropriate word. “Intimacy. A lot.” Her blush deepened. “You are the female we have chosen to spend our life with, not just a casual fling.”
She looked both embarrassed and flustered. “You haven’t chosen me, exactly…”
“We did.” I slid my nose along her temple, breathing her in. “You might have been chosen for us, but I—we were eager to meet you. And when Nitochi came inside you” —I nibbled on her ear— “he claimed you as his. As ours.”
“You mean—”
“I mean, that even though both Nitochi and I had a lot of partners in the past,” I explained, “as I am guessing you had too, we never filled another with our seed. This act is only reserved for you. Our female. Habanshi.”
Little bumps erupted on her skin as she sighed. When I looked back into her eyes, they were hazy. “What does it mean?”
“Habanshi?” She nodded. “It means soul of mine. Nitochi and I share a soul. We are two pieces of the same being. And you, Wendy, are the piece that makes us whole.”
She cursed, shuddering in my arms. “I hope I’m not being disrespectful but this dinner better not last too long,” she said. “Because I’m ready. You think you crave intimacy? You better be ready too for the amount of intimacy I need.”
When we landed in our parents’ cave after Nitochi gave me the go ahead, I was still fucking hard and using Wendy’s body to hide my front.
My eyes met my mother’s smiling ones just a second before she rushed forward, grabbing one of Wendy’s hands in hers.
“It is such a pleasure to finally meet you, Wendy. I trust my boys have been good? If they behave poorly, you tell me. We raised them well, but…you know, boys. They kept making me question my own sanity growing up. I am Nodala, but please, call me Anyi.”
My stomach made a strange flip as I listened to my mother asking Wendy to call her mom. It must have done something to Nitochi too as his hand shook when he went to grab our little human’s.
Wendy smiled. “Thank you for your kindness,” she said, before she hesitated briefly. “Anyi. You raised Baelor and Nitochi perfectly well. I couldn’t have hoped for better men.”
My mother’s eyes gleamed as she brought Wendy’s hand to the side of her face and touched hers, a familiar greeting our species only reserved for relatives.
“Welcome to our home,” our father—Dasume—the one who looked like me, said with a smile. He took a single step closer and gave her a small bow. “It is an honor to meet our sons’ habansear.”
My throat bobbed. Okay, so either Nitochi told them, or his smell on her was enough.
“I am Kosae, but you can call me Dasume,” he continued before pointing to our other father, a mirror image of Nitochi, just a step behind. “And this is Xantu.”
“Call me Dasu.” He nodded respectfully, staying silent. He was not a man of many words.
Dasu—the father, and Dasume—the leading father.
I wondered if it was confusing for humans…
Our mother took a closer look at Wendy’s clothes, checking her frame from head to toes.
“This will not do. I will not have my daughter walk around in these…things.” She turned to me.
“Is this what John provided?” I nodded, remembering the poor, sleep deprived human doctor hurrying to grab the first thing he saw before we left their base. “He could have stopped by to—”
“We were in a hurry,” I interrupted her. “Wendy’s translator needed to be updated.”
Little did I know, she had not needed to understand Nitochi’s words for what they were doing when I got back there…
“Well, let us get her into something more comfortable,” she said, pulling Wendy with her. “Start setting up the table! We will be back shortly.”