Chapter 3
“Ilike you best in that position.” A-rec finally said after a beat had passed and they had regained control of their breathing. Well, HE had regained control of his breathing. Darcy was still trying to catch her breath.
“Fuck off,” Darcy said, finally falling to lie on the bed. Her legs were still shaking uncontrollably. God, as much as she couldn’t stand the asshole, A-rec sure did know how to fuck.
A-rec chose to ignore her insult and pulled her close against his chest instead.
Darcy tensed for a moment, debating on pulling away, but decided it couldn’t hurt to enjoy some post sex cuddling.
Besides, A-rec was super warm and soft. She allowed herself to relax in his arms. She knew this wouldn’t last between them- she wouldn’t allow it to- but it was fine for now.
It was…comforting, even. Back home, most guys wanted to dip out as soon as they were done, but not A-rec.
He never wanted to let her go afterwards.
“Why do you hate me so?” A-rec asked, his lips pressing to the top of her head.
Que record scratch.
Why did the bastard have to talk and ruin everything? This moment between them had lasted little more than five seconds.
Darcy pulled away. “Ugh,” she said, pretending to be disgusted with the gush of cum that flowed down her legs when she moved. “I need to take a shower.” She needed to think. Her head always got so clouded when they cuddled. She didn’t like feeling out of control like that.
A-rec pulled her back against him. “Can’t you stay here for a moment, woman? Why must you break my hearts afterwards every time?”
Darcy felt her own heart give a tug at that.
She didn’t want to hurt him. Not really, anyway.
It just… Well, damn. She didn’t know why she was the way that she was, and she wasn’t going to hurt herself trying to find the words to explain it.
It was easier to put up this wall between them.
If she let him in one of them was bound to get hurt, and she certainly didn’t want to deal with that.
Hurt him…to not hurt him? God, she wasn’t making sense even to herself. And that made her frustrated.
“It’s not my fault you always think it’s going to lead to more than it does.
” She snapped. She pulled away and sat on the edge of the bed.
She knew she wasn’t being fair. Stephenie had explained that these beings mated for life.
For him, she was his one and only now. It was a heavy burden that Darcy had not expected to bear.
How could she agree to just one person for the rest of her life?
It sounded awful. Yet, A-rec did so easily, without even a second thought.
Was she worth it? Was SHE worth throwing away any other potential mates? Was HE?
She shook her head to clear it and stood up.
“What have I done in this life to be so punished as to have my Mate reject me?” A-rec mused. He fell back on the mattress and stared up at the ceiling above the bed. A slow smirk rose on his lips. “Well… At least she will have my body.”
Darcy stared at him in horror. “God, please do not say that again.”
“Say what?” A-rec asked.
“That’s all I want from you is your body. I’m not some fuck-boy.” Okay, but was he wrong? For some reason, that annoyed Darcy even more. “God, you piss me off.”
A-rec sobered. “I cannot say anything right around you. It’s frustrating at times.” He admitted.
A moment of awkward silence passed between them. Darcy didn’t know how to respond to that.
It was A-rec who finally broke the silence. “I like it when you do that thing with your mouth.”
Darcy couldn’t stop her smile, and a delighted blush rose in her cheeks. “I know you do.” Despite being utterly annoyed by this creature, she still loved to hear how much he liked it when she pleasured him. Maybe she had a praise kink, and she never even realized until now. “I like doing it.”
“Do you?” He asked, sitting up on his elbow to look at her. “You like taking my cocks in your mouth like that?”
Darcy felt a familiar tingle between her legs. That was another awesome thing about these guys. It didn’t take long for them to be up and going again, unlike the human men she had dated back home on Earth.
“I really do.” She replied. “In fact, I love it.” She watched as his cocks began to stiffen as she spoke.
“I love taking them both in my mouth and trying to suck them at the same time- but I can’t because they’re so big.
” She turned in her spot on the bed and leaned forward to press a kiss to his chiseled abs.
She noted his cocks bounced as she did so.
“I love taking one down my throat while I work on the other one with my hand…” Instead of kissing downwards, towards his members, she worked his way up his chest.
“I like that very much,” A-rec said, his voice deepening and growing even more husky than usual. God, Darcy loved his sex voice.
She gave his chin a little nibble before her mouth landed on his.
He had not known about kissing before her. It was something she had had to teach him when they first started fooling around, but he had quickly gotten the hang of it and was probably the best kisser she had ever had- even if he had two little tusks prodding from his bottom lip.
Darcy wrapped her arms around his neck and swung her leg around his stomach to straddle him.
It was impossible to straddle his waist and kiss him at the same time, as their height difference was insane.
She pulled back gently, and he leaned forward to rub his nose against hers.
“Would you like to take a shower with me?” She whispered.
He leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers, stealing her breath as he did so. “I would like that very much.” He temporarily broke their kiss to reply before pulling her even closer against him to continue once more.
* * *
Darcy used the towel to squeeze the remaining water out of her hair. She was still naked and on full display, but that hardly bothered Darcy. A-rec had seen every inch of her body, and she had never been shy to begin with.
A-rec stepped out of the shower and reached for the extra towel… Except Darcy had placed it on the floor so she wouldn’t slip and slide on the wet ground.
“Sorry,” she shrugged as she wrapped the overly large towel around her head.
“You are insufferable, little human,” A-rec grumbled. He gave his shoulders a shake and sent water flying everywhere. Darcy squealed and tried to cover herself with her hands.
Moments like these, after sex, when they were both so…content, were her favorite. They hardly ever got along, so these moments were precious.
Darcy followed him into their sleep quarters, flirtatiously watching his forked tail swing with each step. Never in a million years did she expect to think a TAIL was sexy, yet here she was.
Just as she was about to pull on it, A-rec pressed his hand to the computer pad beside the only closet in their room. The door swished open, startling Darcy and causing her to jump back and drop her hand.
He glanced at her over his shoulder and smirked. “You’re not as sneaky as you think, Mate.”
There he goes again. Fuck. WHY does he always do this?
“Stop with the Mate shit,” Darcy said for the thousandth time. “God, you just can’t listen, can you? You’re such a-” her words faded away as she caught sight of the giant weapon mounted on the wall in the closet. “What the fuck is that?”
“What?” A-rec asked as he reached for the extra towels on the shelf above.
“Oh,” he said, shrugging. “That, my Mate, is my gun. All rooms are stocked with them in case of an emergency. We are not allowed to switch the mode from stun to kill. It is against our Law to take the life of another. But they sure can knock someone out for a few hours.”
“Huh,” Darcy said, filing that information away in case the need for such a weapon were to arise. “Interesting.” She glanced up at A-rec. “And stop calling me Mate. I’m tired of telling you.”
A-rec wrapped the towel around his hips. “No.” He said simply.
“I SAID-”
Her words were cut short when he reached down and lifted her up as easily as if she weighed nothing. He settled her legs on either of his shoulders, and he held her carefully by her hips to keep her from falling.
“Maybe this will change your mind…”
“A-rec!”
But he was already burying his face between her legs.