I’m about to come so, so hard.
It doesn’t take long. I rock my hips, pushing against his fingers as he caresses my clit and clinging to him like a monkey as my body ratchets up into an orgasm. When I explode, it’s almost impossible to do it in silence, and I end up making a loud, choking gasp as I cream and more wetness coats his hand. He inhales sharply and then his hand goes to his mouth again.
He can’t get enough of me, that sexy beast.
Josie snorts in her sleep and then rolls over. I freeze, holding on to Salukh, but she doesn’t wake up. Eventually I relax, and he tucks the blankets around my body and pulls me close against him.
“You have given me a gift this night, Tee-fah-nee,” he whispers, barely audible. “I shall never forget.”
Me either. Tonight seems to be imprinted into my brain, and I welcome it. I’d love for Salukh to crowd out all of the bad memories left behind until there’s nothing but gorgeous blue alien in my brain.
This time, when I fall asleep, there are no shadows. No bad dreams. Just blue skin and warm bodies.
Chapter Ten
SALUKH
Now, I tell my khui. Claim her now. Resonate. We will take her as ours and put my kit inside her.
But my cursed khui is utterly silent, the traitor. Surely it wants the same thing I do? I feel the need to take Tee-fah-nee as my own like I need the air to breathe, or water to drink. She is mine, and I want the world to know it. I want to see her rounded with my kit. I want her in my furs every night for the rest of our lives, putting her small, cold human feet against my legs like she is right now.
This is all I have ever wanted. Yet my khui denies me. For a brief, shining moment, I hate it. I hate that it will not recognize her as mine and resonate. My arms tighten around her and I force myself to breathe deep. I must be calm. Tee-fah-nee will be mine in time. If not now, then soon. I merely have to wait for her khui to sing to mine, or mine to hers. It will happen.
Reluctantly, I rise from her furs. The morning is coming, and I must slip out of her cave and back into my own before anyone sees. She does not want questions, and I do not wish trouble upon her. There will come a day when I can announce proudly to the tribe that she is mine, and if it clenches in my gut that I must sneak away, I will swallow it down for her sake.
I tie the laces of my leggings again, my cock hardening as I think about last night, and the way Tee-fah-nee moved all over me, her mouth on my skin. Being with her has exceeded all of my expectations. I know what is done in the furs – I have watched others claim their mates. Privacy is impossible with such crowded caves. But the humans seem to have different ideas, and it explains several of the wide grins of the mated men. I look forward to exploring more things with Tee-fah-nee.
I’m still caught up in thoughts of her when I push aside the privacy screen covering their cave and enter the main cavern. Maybe that’s why I don’t realize that Hassen is by the central fire pit until he throws down the spear he’s sharpening and lunges for me.
“Betrayer!” he snarls and knocks me to the ground. “She belongs to me!”
A rush of emotions sweeps through me at his words. I briefly understand his anger. To him, I am going behind his back and stealing the female he is pursuing. But my own possessive need sweeps through me, overpowering all other thoughts.
Tee-fah-nee is mine. No one else will touch her but me. No one else will drink the sweet juice from her cunt but me. All of her belongs to me. She is my mate.
Hassen’s body slams into mine and he reaches for one of my horns, to twist it and make me yield. Never. I am stronger than he is, and I thrust him aside with a straight arm and then roll to my feet. “You have no claim on her.”
He snarls at me and lowers his head, pointing his horns in my direction. It’s a sign of aggression. “She will be mine and you are trying to steal her from under my nose!”
“She is not yours.” I shout the words and fling myself forward, my horns crashing into his. We buck against each other, feet scuffing on the rock floor. Our arms lock together and we grapple, trying to get the upper hand. I will never give up, though. Tee-fah-nee is mine, and losing to him is not an option.
His foot kicks mine out from under me, and I drop to a knee. A moment later he pounces on me again, and then we roll once more, until I have the upper hand. I sit on his chest, my hand gripping a handful of his hair as he snarls up at me.
“Stop!”
I dimly hear Aehako’s voice over the blood rushing through my ears. The cave seems to be full of sound now, despite the early hour. There are cries and angry shouts and loud gasps that filter in over the pounding of my heart.
An angry hand grabs one of my horns and wrenches me back. Aehako glares down at me. “Cease this!”