Chapter 21 Khur
Khur
My original plan was to wait another five days before taking Destiny on another date, but luckily this one is not dependent on a schedule like the wind-riders or the Mercasian dancers, because I can’t resist asking her to go out with me the very next day.
The way she beamed at me last night and kissed my fangs was all the answer I needed.
Neither of us want to be apart for very long.
When I mentioned it was in the Dhugaren biome, she was thrilled.
Today, when I arrive to pick her up from the supply station, she is already donning the human-made winter gear she bought with her first credit deposit.
It’s ridiculously puffy, making her look almost as wide as she is tall, and hiding her face in a circle of silver fur when the hood is pulled up.
I wave goodbye to Furga as I’m pulling Destiny out the door, eager to enjoy my favorite place with my favorite person.
I’m giddy at the thought of enjoying the falling snow with my soon-to-be mate.
I have it all planned out, taking into consideration all the human traditions I’ve learned from Josep and from Destiny herself.
Destiny wisely just smiles and jogs behind me until I realize she is puffing with exertion, so I reach down and scoop her into my arms, practically running the rest of the way to the biome.
As we step through the automatic doors and the cold winter air hits our faces, Destiny squeals and shivers in my arms. I take a moment to make sure her hood is up and snug around her face and let her slip on the “mittens” she purchased as well.
The entire suit is white with silver fur around the hood and wrists, and silver stitching accenting the lines of her body.
It’s so puffy the lines are more illusion than anything else.
I smile as I remember what Josep said about wearing white, though.
It couldn’t have worked out better if I’d planned it.
“We have a bit of walking to do. Would you like me to carry you?” I ask her.
“No, put me down. I want to feel the snow crunch under my feet,” she replies with a smile.
We walk companionably for almost an hour, looping around the frozen lake and skirting wide to avoid the dangerous ridge where we first met.
As we walk, Destiny tells me about her day and some of the citizens she helped at the supply station, stopping to point out especially pretty or interesting sights as we go.
Even though I’ve been to this mountain several times since it opened, I look at it with fresh eyes when Destiny points out the beautiful rolling hills of snow and how the artificial sunlight creates rainbows along the ground, or when she stops to watch a Dhugaren child and a Silfan child bundled in winter gear building a snow-animal together.
Before too long, we’re at the base of the mountain and Destiny cranes her neck up at it.
“Wow. I didn’t realize just how big Ulvand is. Furga said it’s part of the actual mountain?”
“A lesser peak, but yes. We were able to salvage it and bring it with us as part of our cultural heritage. Much like the Silfans’ seed bank or Mojo’s boat,” I explain.
“You mean you planned an elaborate heist to get them to allow it?”
“No, I mean, I don’t think the Originem would have said no to him if he’d asked.” I had to laugh at my new friend’s story. His reputation grew with each telling, and I think he liked that more than anything, except perhaps the boat in question.
Gesturing towards a crevice in the mountain to our left, I guide Destiny towards the cave, never letting go of her hand.
“Oh my gosh, are we going into the mountain?”
“Ulvand is hollow. Let me show you.” Before she can ask anymore of her questions, I walk into the tunnel, ducking a bit to get past the low, rocky clearance.
I realize suddenly that I’m leading her again, but this time I let the thought slide off me like water.
I know this mountain, these tunnels, like the back of my newly declawed hands.
I know this woman, this perfectly wonderful human woman will follow me anywhere, and we’ll face any challenges as a team.
And best of all, I know we won’t run into enemy soldiers or landmines.
Sanctuary Station is truly that, a sanctuary for us all, and finally, I can admit I feel its warm embrace.
Destiny oohs and awws at the glowing crystals inlaid on the rocky walls of the tunnels, marveling at our engineering skills.
It makes me swell with pride to know I did something that brings forth such awe from her, even if I also know that everything makes her feel this way.
Her joy is given out so freely, it’s intoxicating, and I take the time to really appreciate the hard work and dedication that went into making Little Ulvand what it is now.
It may not be the marvel it was replicated from, but Great Ulvand is lost to us now, and this is just as good, maybe even better, because it will never see the bloodshed its predecessor did.
It will never be littered with the corpses of soldiers who fought and died for the honor of claiming something that should never be claimed, but instead now will be enjoyed and loved by all.
As we go deeper into the heart of the mountain, the tunnel becomes wider and taller.
I know that this and all the tunnels in the mountain eventually deposit into a huge cavern at the center, but I let Destiny be surprised as we go, just admiring the sights with her.
It never gets darker than dusk in the mountain thanks to the glowing stones, and we don’t even have to worry about the pesky heat-seeking shuggas, Dhugar's only reptile, know for trying to crawl into our fur–or her suit, I imagine–if we were in the original mountain.
Those are one animal I'm glad to see extinct.
“Oh, Khur, look! What’s that light ahead? It’s so bright!”
Now Destiny is pulling me along and I am helpless to resist. Within a minute, we’ve entered the great cavern and the light from the heart of Ulvand beams down on us. It’s not blinding, but after being in the dim tunnels we both have to squint a bit to adjust to its brightness.
“Oh Khur, it’s beautiful. What is it?”
She is facing away from me, face tilted towards the magnificent gem embedded in the ceiling, so I sink to one knee in the human tradition and start the speech I have memorized.
“It is the Heart of Ulvand. The largest diamond on Dhugar, possibly in the galaxy, plucked from the great mountain and deposited here so that we may all love it and enjoy its beauty."
When the words register, Destiny turns around slowly, a look of complete shock written on her face.
"It was the first thing that came to mind," I continue, "when Josep told me about the human tradition of proposing with diamonds. I knew no other gemstone could possibly suffice.
She gasps, a hand going to her heart when I ask, "So Destiny, will you be my mate and my wife?”
“Oh, Khur. Yes. A thousand times, in every galaxy, yes!”
She launches herself towards me and I fall onto my back as she straddles me and lavishes my face with kisses.
Soon, she is tugging at the fastener on my jumpsuit and I am working the infuriating buttons on her new winter gear, both of us lost in the thrall of lust. As soon as I have her winter gear off and see she is completely bare underneath, I can no longer resist and pull her up my body, seating the apex of her thighs directly above my hungry mouth.
She is all salty sweetness and slick perfection as I drive my tongue into her and up to her sweet little pleasure button—her clitoris she calls it—over and over until she is gushing all over my face.
I raise her up with one hand and use my other to test her tightness with a finger, then two, into her slick core.
When she does nothing but moan with pleasure I slip a third one in, and her slick pussy seems to suck it in hungrily.
Pulling my fingers out, I can't resist one last lick of her dripping cunt, gathering some of her slick with the flat of my tongue, before guiding her back down my body, to my waiting cock.
Slowly, Destiny notches me at her entrance as I hold her above my body, and so slowly, I bring her down.
At first, she is so tight I don’t think I will fit but when her eyes roll in the back of her head and her moans echo across the great cavern, I know that this is blissful for both of us.
Relinquishing my hold on her, I let her hold herself up by her knees at my sides and her hands on my abdomen, as she slowly lowers and raises herself onto my engorged cock, taking a little more each time.
About halfway down, she stops and looks down between us.
“Holy shit, there’s so much more of you. And that knot,” a shiver of pleasure wracks her, “I need that knot inside of me.”
“It is ok if you cannot. This is already perfection,” my voice is strained from holding back. My hands go back to her hips of their own accord, holding her still. I could blow right now, but I do not want it to be over yet.
“Hush, I think I can… just need a minute,” she says, panting.
Her hand slips down between her thighs and starts rubbing her clitoris in slow circles as she raises and lowers herself in tiny increments again, working her way down inch by inch.
“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, Destiny.
I love you more than I ever thought I could love anything.
I could watch you ride my cock for the rest of my life.
” I begin talking sweetly to her, because I know she likes my deep, growly voice.
As she slips closer and closer to my testes, or my “knot” as she calls it, my words become nonsensical, until I am simply grunting and growling along with her whimpers and moans.
When she reaches my knot and it butts up against the tight hole of her cunt, she stops and squeezes my cock with her inner walls with the force of a tight fist. The control I had been barely holding on to disappears completely and I cum so hard my back bows with the force of it.
On top of me, Destiny is screaming my name and grinding against my knot in the most sensual movement I've ever seen.
Between us, I can see our mingled cum dripping over my engorge knot in rivulets and somehow, she slips down a little further.
She gasps, almost in surprise and opens her eyes, looking down at where our bodies are connected.
"Ohhh, my fuck. I'm looking down there and I'm thinking no way.
There is no way that gonna fit. But then I do this," she bears down and cants her hips a bit, moaning and biting her bottom lip as we both watch her take a little more of my knot, "and I feel like if I don't get all of you inside of me, I might lose my mind. "
She laughs and her walls clench around me once more.
Then her eyes get an intense look to them and she holds my gaze as she bears down on my testes.
I want to tell her she doesn’t have to do this, that it may be painful and I don’t want her to be hurt by me.
The look on her face is far from hurt, though, as she slowly, slowly sinks down.
"That's it, my mate. You're almost past the widest part now. You can take me. What a good girl," I praise her, watching my testes disappear into her tight, slick hole.
She takes every inch of my cock and testes inside of her, until she is skin-to-skin flush against me.
I groan at the pleasure of her tight cunt squeezing my testes and another orgasm rocks my entire body.
I roar loud enough to bring down the mountain as I pump load after load into her perfect little pussy.
I must come three or four times before I’m done and despite the effective plug of my testes, our combined juices are gushing out of her and making her belly bulge out a little.
The vision makes me groan and my cock twitch out another mini load inside of her, making her groan and do the same.
We lay there, her straddling me, for at least half an hour, as every twitch from one of us made the other pop off again, until my testes have receded enough for me to pull out of her without hurting her, creating a small river of cum.
We’ve made a mess of each other and the stone floor of the cavern, but I can’t bring myself to care too much.
Our union is blessed by the heart of Ulvand, I know this in my soul to be true.
So I go to the hidden bathroom that was installed when we first raised this mountain and get water that is piped in from the bottom of the lake.
It is ice cold, but it serves the dual purpose of cleaning us and our mess on the floor, plus it makes Destiny squeal when I try to towel off her sore cunt.
She took me like a queen, but she will still be walking bow-legged on the way out of here. Perhaps she will let me carry her.
Indeed, it isn’t even difficult to convince her once we’ve started our trek back out of the tunnels and we make much better time heading out as my long strides eat up the distance and she snuggles into my neck.
“So when would you like to get married? I always wanted a huge ceremony, and a white dress.”
“I don’t understand? Aren’t we married now? You wore white, I asked you under the biggest diamond that exists, to my knowledge. We even consummated the act. What else could there be?”
She giggles sweetly before replying, “Well, really just a big party in front of all our friends and family where we declare our undying love publicly and then smash cake in each other’s faces.”
“Humans have the strangest customs. I can’t wait to try them all.”