While I’d led Natalie across the outpost with guards following, they remained outside the oasis, maintaining our safety and their distance. I was thankful my parents had left me alone with her, returning to Xalia as I instructed. But I knew that upon our arrival in the city, they would wish to meet her, teach her everything it meant to be a councilor’s mate. Before then, I wanted to learn the real Natalie, the one without any knowledge of Trion, no artifice, no guile. Just her.
“What is this place?” Natalie asked, looking all around, wide eyed, as I held her hand and led her down a narrow path.
I tried to see the thick foliage as she did. Lush leaves surrounded us in a splash of color, deep reds, purples and brown of the native plants hung overhead in a giant canopy that blocked the intense rays of Trion’s twin suns. There was a deep pool of water in the center that fed all the growth and it was actually humid, a rarity on Trion. Beneath our feet, sand was replaced by dark brown moss and loam, rich and moist. Sounds of moving water and animals were almost noisy after only the blowing wind through the tents.
“This is Mirana, an oasis. It was discovered thousands of years ago and was how people survived when crossing the desert. There were no transport stations and so the nomads walked and sought shelter here. Water. Sustenance.”
“We have such places as well,” she commented, touching a large leaf. I was not an expert on foliage, for trees were rare, but I knew none were poisonous and I doubted she would pick one and eat it. Although, she was from Earth and I didn’t know their customs or plant life. I’d have to watch her closely, or perhaps distract her from the possibility with more carnal possibilities.
“For this area, it is. It is also protected from misuse, for we have dug wells deep into the ground and are able to transport in food and supplies.” I stopped at the large pool, let go of her hand. “Today, it belongs to us.”
“Us?” she wondered, wandering about, taking it all in.
She was so lovely in her curiosity. She wasn’t fearful of Trion, of me, and for that I was thankful.
“You and me. No one will enter Mirana but us. It is ours until the suns rise tomorrow.”
“Suns? Earth only has one.” Tilting her chin back, she looked up at the sky. “I don’t see them.”
“It would hurt your eyes if you did. That is why it is so warm, why Mirana is such a treat, for it is cool within. We have two moons, as well. Tonight, when the stars are thick, you will see them.” I held out my hand.
“Come, it is time to bathe.”
After the exam, I had been patient and relaxed. No longer. She was at the pool where we could bathe and swim together, an outdoor rarity on Trion. Alone. That meant she would be naked, wet and just for me.
She came around the pool and took my hand. Hers was so small, so delicate I worried my needs would be too much for her. The lusty way she came on the probe made me think she was much stronger than I originally assumed, and for that I was thankful. By dawn, I would have her so many different ways, none of them tame or meant to ease her into the life as my mate, for I would not hold back this night. I would not allow her to be tame; I wanted her wild and uninhibited. I hoped she was strong, mentally as well as physically. Being mate to a councilor would not be easy either, as there would be many demands on our time. Moments like this, when we were truly alone, would be few and far between.
But not now. Not today. Today she was all mine and mine alone. No one to hear. No one to see.
I pushed the robe off her shoulders and it slid down her body to the verdant ground. I sucked in a breath at the sight of her, her skin glowing with the soft natural light. The sight of the disks dangling from the chain made me hard. Too hard for the confines of my pants, so I stripped quickly.
Her eyes flared wide at seeing me bare. I didn’t know how Earth males were formed, but Trions were large, over a head taller than Natalie. While she was fair of hair and skin, I was olive toned, my skin tanned by the sun. My dark hair was not just on my head and face, but a smattering spread across my chest and down to my navel, then lower to the thatch at the base of my erect cock.
I wasn’t soft or very attractive, my body well muscled and hard. My cock was more a club than member and I worried for a brief moment Natalie would find me unappealing. When her cheeks flushed and her nipples hardened before my eyes, I exhaled the breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding. Since when had I ever cared what someone thought?
Since I’d taken a mate.
“Are all Trion males like you?” she asked, staring at my cock, which made it pulse involuntarily.
“Like me how?”
“Big. Um… huge.”