Chapter Eleven

She heard purring, her body relaxed into a solid chest, opening her eyes, Ray shifted nervously, this was the first time she'd woken up within someone's arms, the closeness felt reassuring, a wondrous feeling of both safe and content, she had never experienced this before, she wanted to reach out, to snuggle with him, feeling his hand moved between her bare breasts, she recalled how she moaned and begged beneath him last night, her face blushed with embarrassment. "Oh my god, what have I done." She buried her face into her hands.

"I'd be delighted to show you what we did last night, my mate. In case you forget again." Bau'jah's hand trailed over her curved body suggestively.

"What do you mean by again?" She asked him, raised her face up from her hands.

Giving her a victorious smirk, he reminded her, "the night you were drunk," he looked at her intently and continued, "you were on top of me...tried to kiss me." He furrowed his brow at the strange word kiss, "what is kiss?" He asked her.

"I tried to kiss you?!" Ray exclaimed. Oh god, she was appalled by her audacity that she actually flirted with him way before last night, she didn't even remember a thing! She felt so ashamed at herself right now, definitely another reason not to drink again, ever.

"Yes, what is kiss, my mate?" He asked her again.

"Um...it's a thing we do when showing someone affection." She explained with a blush.

"Show me." He trilled, eyes locked to her with curiosity.

She licked her lips and swallowed, hesitantly - she raised her hands to hold his face and stared at him, it was strange that she felt somehow drawn to him in a way that she couldn't help herself. Slowly she leaned into him, she placed a light kiss on his tusk first, then continued to kiss the other tusks and his jawline with the same fashion, his mandibles twitched at the new sensations, they flared slightly, the opening gave her access to plant a lingering trail of kisses on his inner mouth. Lowering her hands to his neck, she stuck out her tongue boldly, brushed across his mouth before ran her tongue around it, she repeated the action several times, until her tongue met with his, her heart raced, she moaned at the intimate contact as their tongues danced and twined with each other hungrily, she liked the taste of his spicy, musky jungle smell, it was foreign yet erotically pleasurable. When she had to come up for air, she managed to break their kiss, her chest heaved as she took in a deep breath. She looked him in the eyes and saw his big yellow orbs stared back at her, gleaming dangerously with unsaid desire. Oh no...she gasped inwardly, this was supposed to be a simple kiss.

"Red..." she called his name, then whatever words she intended to speak were lost.

Immediately, he pushed her down, kissing her in a way that she had shown him earlier, but more eagerly. His forked tongue roamed on her rosy lips, slithered into her mouth to taste her as her tongue rubbed along his, her lips were so soft and sweet, he nibbled them with need.

"This kiss thing is better than I thought, my mate." He said in a low rumble whilst his hand explored her upper body.

His gaze seared her with erotic hunger, once again it sent a shiver down her spine as his touch grew wild, and left her shaking.

"I...ah...should rest..." She panted.

But it was too late, his desire too fiery, he wanted to take her again, hard and deep. It was strange how his body had reacted to her just by a simple touch, and her sweet arousal mixed with his musky scent stirred him again. His weight pinned her into the bed, his fingers caressed her moist opening as she bucked her hips against him with small whimpers.

"You are such a wanton little creature, my mate," he rumbled with appreciation, sexual desire ringing in his deep voice, "so soft," he ran his rough tongue across a nipple, "so sweet," he then lapped all the way down to her torso as he slid his fingers into her.

"Ahhh- Yes! Ohh Red!" His torturous motions turned her body into a pile of need, she twitched hard under him, she fell her head backwards and arched her back as another shudder worked its way through her body, she closed her eyes.

"Look at me." He demanded, pressing hard on her clit.

Gasping, she did as told and bit her bottom lip.

His eyes lit with satisfaction, the knowledge of him having complete control was overwhelming, his fingers glided through her slippery folds until he found the sensitive nub again, "you are so pauking wet," he growled. She was positively soaked for him, this level of her arousal surprised him. He felt immense need coiled through his body, his hips parted her legs impatiently, opening her for his possession.

Ray whimpered, she felt the head of his cock gliding up and down near her entrance, drawing circles, it drove her mad, her pussy dripping with juices, then he moved away from her, denying her of the pleasure and left her pulsing into nothingness, clenching deep inside with the need for his cock, he was teasing her. He was evil.

"Please...!" She cried out desperately.

He leaned over and grabbed a fistful of her long hair, forcing her to focus on his gaze. "Tell me what you want from me, my mate." he spoke directly into her ear.

She flushed after knowing what he meant by that, at this point, it was something she'd be happy to say, "I want you..." she admitted with a blush, "inside me, now. Please..." She wiggled her hips in hunger. Oh god, she'd never felt this aroused by anyone before, and he wasn't even human, what was wrong with her? Why was he turning her on so much?

A victorious growl rumbled from his chest, to make her submission to him complete, he rolled her over onto her stomach, pushed her face down into the furs and hitched her ass up, he placed his firm grips on her waist, penetrating her fully with a quick, deep thrust. Her head fell back and screamed as her world exploded in a dazzling shower of sensation.

When he was completely encased in her, he stay stilled to savor her, hunching over her, his forked tongue lapped at her back and shoulder ravenously, his cock withdrew slowly, only then to drive into her again and again incessantly, with the force of a rutting bull.

"Oh fuck! More...please," she turned her face to the side to watch him over a shoulder.

"That's my good little female, do you feel me inside you?" He grabbed her hips firmly and pulled her back into his waiting cock.

"Oh my god! Yes!" She moaned loudly. He was so big, the ridges and bumps of his cock dragging along her inner walls turned her body to jelly.

Mounting her in this breeding position had made him gone blind with lust, his thrusts increased to an inhuman speed. The more she screamed, the more he ravished her body. The harsh sound of his hips slamming into her rear mixed with moans and thrumming growls was absolutely obscene, it incited another torrent of sensation, she lolled her head back and forth as he fucked her into bed mercilessly. His gaze was rapt on her shoulder, he tightened his mandibles close when her walls clenched around his cock with an irregularly pattern.

"Red! I'm so close! I'm going to cum! Please!" She grabbed the furs and her mouth parted as she screamed with pleasure, her walls were spasming, the feeling of a powerful climax took her over the edge as more of her nectar greeted his thrusts.

He restrained himself when she was about to come, I. Should. Not. Do. This. But the thought wisping through his mind and gone when her walls started milking his shaft, it felt like her whole body was squeezing on his cock. Pauk! She is so tight!

"MINE!" He snarled as he flexed his mandibles wide with a loud roar and bit into her shoulder, then he exploded his hot seed inside her as they came together.

Pleasure shot through her veins when he howled out his release with her, she screamed, her whole body vibrated, the pleasure coursing through her like a storm. After a long moment, she lay there panting after he pulled out of her, his cum running down her legs.

He rumbled in satisfaction at the sight before him, her folds were red, swollen with irritation from rough contact, and she was leaking his white seed in a steady stream onto the furs.

"Pauk, you stole my self-control, again," he said in a husky growl, "I marked you, my mate." he rested his crest against her forehead, panting.

His claws added more scratches onto her hips, his bite mark looked remarkable on her body, a proof of his claim on her, he felt proud even though he was angry at his loss of control. Thankfully, he restrained himself at the last minute and released his tusks and teeth in time, he needed to work harder on his self-discipline when around her, maybe dull his claws a little if only that was absolutely necessary. Mating with her was a test on his patience. And all it took to undo his patience was a soft moan from her lips when she begged for him. Pauk.

She raised her face to him in confusion and winced at the sharp pain on her shoulder, "Wow, you bit me." She checked her shoulder, his bite mark left few pinpricks of blood, oozing tiny red droplets slightly, "I will live, just don't bite me again." She lay back down with exhaustion.

"You're not angry with me?" He asked her in surprise.

"Not really, it was kind of hot and kinky," She stared at him and smiled.

He exhaled in a relieved sigh. "A Yautja female would beat me into place already," for a moment he was worried about her reaction. Fortunately for him, she was a hooman.

"Wait, did you just tell me what you are?" Ray jerked her head and looked at him.

"Yes, my mate." He admitted.

"Yautja..." She murmured the word.

Her mind drifted back to that day and how he had changed her life forever, but she never saw him after that night, she refused to accept the possibility of his nonexistence and kept visiting the place everyday, mainly due to she was always feeling lonely, she often caught herself talking alone, pretending he was there listening to her. She never really fitted in even after she left home, it didn't matter where she went, a misfit, she couldn't share the secret with anyone about him either, and that made her slowly losing her mind.

She remembered one night sneaking into the school's science lab and curiously she did a few tests on the ring. Shockingly, it wasn't composed of any known element on the periodic table. She knew it, he was real, right? But where is he? As years went by, into her adulthood, she doubted her mental health multiple times, she burned the drawing of him and even tried to fit in like a normal person, she wasn't sure if her mind had imagined all of this or not. And now, not only she wasn't crazy, he was holding her on the bed, in his arms! How did all this happen? He called her my mate, what did this mean for her in the future? Is it just sex or are they in some sort of relationship now? For once in her life, she didn't know how to deal with this, she was lost.

"It concerns me when you're too quiet, my mate." He spoke.

His voice snapped her back to reality from her trance, the idea of spewing out her questions at him fleeted her mind briefly, not today, she wanted this moment they shared right now to last a bit longer, but it was definitely something for discussing later.

"I remember I did a drawing of you when I was young." She confessed to him.

"Yes, it was a terrible drawing, I felt offended." He still remembered the way Gahtan laughed at him, it made him want to punch that smirk off his face and break his mandibles.

"Really? How did you know?" She raised from his chest and asked.

"I've been watching you, I left a combat sensor at that spot when I departed your planet." He said.

"You did?!" Shocked, she stared at him with wide eyes, "why didn't you tell me back then? Do you know how many times I've questioned my sanity about that night?" Her tone went up a few decibels, sounded accusing.

"We keep ourselves hidden from other races, you weren't even supposed to see me that night," he added, "besides, I was many light years away from you, it was only a basic scanner, not designed for communications." If he hadn't left that sensor, he wouldn't be back there to save her, the thought of her being defiled by other males sent fury to his blood.

"For years I thought you weren't real, that I had imagined the whole thing." She commented on his revelation in shock as her hand trailed over his chest. All those years she pretended he was watching over her, and she didn't even know he actually did, that explained how he knew and how damn lucky she was that he even decided to come back to save her again. It was crazy.

"There are many ideas I have planned for you to feel the real me, my mate." He promised, his eyes darkened, almost piercing.

"Red!" She gasped, slamming her fist into his chest, the undertone in his words made her blush with embarrassment once again.

"But first, I need to bathe you and feed you before our next round," he continued upon seeing her shocking expression, "yes, the things I thought about doing to you I'm only getting started, I'm far from finished with you."

He quickly moved them both out of bed before he pounced on her again.