by Pixie Moon
He chuckles with pride. “It seems so, little warrior.”
I wish Jesse, K.D., Hunter and Dove were here. They’d love this. A.J. and Lealea would probably stop early to make some type of deadly necklaces to give them an advantage during the next practice.
When Rylem shifts, I bolt back. He comes at me again and I spring off a bench and kick him in the chest. He steps back. I jump up, wrap my legs around his waist, and pretend to knock him out by touching him behind his ears.
I then mime stabbing him in the chest. “You’re dead.”
He shakes his head and taps my neck with a claw. “So are you.”
“Damn it.” I could have gotten him but I would have bled out and died too. I push off of him and take up a fighting stance.
“Let’s do something else.” He holds up his hand. “Wait here. I have something for you.”
I watch him leave and wonder what my warrior is up to. My gaze strays to his ass. Mmm. Still fine as ever. A pulse of lust surges through my core as I think of him using those powerful butt muscles to thrust his big cock in and out of me.
The wind blows a few strands of hair into my face. I brush them back. I must look a bit wild. That’s fine because Rylem Trillobe brings out my primitive side…he seems to like it a lot.
The word primitive has pictures of me taking him flooding my mind. A shiver runs through me as I remember the feel of his hands gripping my hips as he passionately invades me. My lower lips dampen. Only Rylem can get me wet when he’s not even in sight.
He walks out with a beauty of a knife in his hands. My attention switches to the weapon. “That’s sweeet.” His sexy grin makes my stomach flutter and need flare hotter in my lower belly.
“It’s yours. I got it for you last active cycle when I went to work,” he says.
“You were gone longer than Klimen.” Hilam had worked from here to stay near us.
“Yes, now you know why.” He hands me the knife.
The seven inch blade gleams in the suns rays. The handle is of maroon wood and is beautifully carved. The scene is filled in with some sort of gleaming material in different hues that closely matches the color of the Dagrin suns and moons. So nice. The Dagrin moons are on one side and the suns are on the other. Both sides sport rays of light that are pearl colored.
I touch my necklaces. Both represent guidance and easing of the soul. The moonbeams and sunrays pour them down on us.
Looking up into Rylem’s eyes, I pour out my feelings. “I love it almost as much as I love you.”
His beautiful grin makes my knees weak. “I’m glad. It made me think of you.” He holds up a slender leather thigh sheath.
I raise the hem of my dress and put my leg out. He kneels and puts the sheath on me. His hands linger on my thigh. When he leans in and sniffs my trimmed curls, lust powers through me. Tension coils in my core.
With grace, he stands. I eagerly accept the kiss he gives me. I’m disappointed when he stops before I want him to. I consider seducing him. The serious look in his diamond shaped irises only makes me hotter for him.
He ignores my lusty look. “Let’s practice throwing our knives at targets the other picks out.” He pulls out his own knife and points at a tree that’s a good thirty feet away. “Pretend that’s your enemy.”
Since I need to check out my new knife I go along with his plan, for now. I throw my knife and it sticks into the orange bark with ease. “Oh yeah, the knife is well balanced.”
He nods. “Yes, Alexbet is the best craftsmen on the planet.”
My heart skips a beat. That he got the best for me says a lot. I don’t get to relish his show of love for long.
He starts guiding me through a drill of throwing at different trees at a variety of distances. A few times my knife bounces off but that’s how it goes.
Soon I’m giving him targets and then we escalate to working together to take down our enemies. I feel closer to him than ever. The love and pride in his eyes sends a thrill through me.
I’m on the brink of proving myself to him and to myself. I need this…to make me whole. The past can stay buried. I can’t allow other peoples’ negative thoughts about me to hold me down. I’m going to fly. Here with Rylem, I can do that. Each active cycle, he brings me to new heights.
With each throw I watch his body move through, lust builds within me. I can’t take anymore. When he heads over to get our knives out of our last target, I call out, “Rylem.”
When he turns around I jump up, wrap my legs around his waist, and release a claiming chant. As we kiss he sinks to his knees and I push him to the ground.
Adrenaline adds to the desire in me. The feel of my new sheath strapped to my thigh enhances my need for him. We are a strong couple.
I thoroughly taste and explore his mouth as I pin him to the ground. I know he’s letting me and that makes it even hotter. He wants me.
A breeze blows through my hair. Its wild and I don’t care. The desire in his eyes says he likes it. I roll his dark purple nipples as I rake my tongue over his. He growls and slaps my ass. The sting makes me yelp. I stare into his eyes and see carnal need.
Animalistic lust floods my core. I feel my juices wet my pussy lips. I’m more than ready to be invaded by his big cock.
“I need you, right now.” I scoot back and quickly unfasten his pants. When his thick erection springs out I groan and take the wide dark cherry crown into my mouth. He jerks and a harsh groan rumbles from him.
I suck and then prod the hole in the tip until he releases some fluffy cum. I’m going for some more when he growls and lifts me up. With his masculine flavor on my tongue, I watch his face as he settles me over his crown and starts pushing up into me.
The straining of his muscles as his large cock invades my slick pussy is a beautiful sight. I spread my thighs wider so he can go deeper.
“Fuck you feel good.” I groan as his fat crown hits a hot spot in me sending streamers of bliss through my core. “Yes.”
He groans as he pushes farther inside me. “Your tight little pussy is all mine. So grauling good.”
His extreme strength is proven when he holds me in place over him and thrusts wildly into me. Over and over, he plunges in. Each movement of his hard cock has me groaning in pleasure. I start panting as I get closer to coming.
Wanting more, I tug his hands off my hips and sink down his entire length. Near the end my breath catches from the pressure and then his rospet vibrates and latches onto my aching clit. The drawing on my swollen pearl has me crying out in pleasure. I fall forward as he rocks into me.
His large hands have a tight grip on my hips. “Aaahh, yes, yes.” I shudder as pure bliss explodes through my pussy and races over me.
Rylem snarls like a wild animal and grinds deeper into me. His body convulses as his seed shoots into me. His warm release has me shuddering in another round of pleasure.
His harsh breath caresses my neck keeping my climax going. When the drawing on my sensitive little bud becomes too much I slide back enough to get some relief. Intertwined in his powerful arms, I totally relax and float on a euphoric cloud.
I’ll do anything to keep my warrior. Yes, Rylem is one hundred percent mine.
CHAPTER
18
~ Niya ~
♥
Lightning flashes in the distance.
The tendrils that extend from the thick bolt make my nerves tingle. The bright lightshow is awe inspiring and spooky at the same time. I don’t mind seeing the lightning from a distance, but I don’t want it coming here.
I take a breath and soak up my serene environment.
Wait! Something feels off. The hairs on my arms stand up.
Snap.
The silence is eerily broken.
With narrowed eyes, I scan the tree-line of Rylem’s backyard. When I don’t see anything I stay on alert but don’t worry yet. It’s probably a kakamer wandering the woods. If it sees me the begging will begin.
Rylem and I have been practicing out h
ere for the last seven active cycles and in that time several of the kakamers in the area have become familiar with me. I have to smile at the thought of the cute black, white, and blued ringed animals.
Since Rylem should be back soon, I need to go in and rinse off. I feel sticky after a round of intense stretching and meditation.
I bend to pick up the seven foot length of golden material that I use to help me stretch. The hairs on my arms shoot back up. Focusing, I hear the faint sound of crunching grass behind me.
I wait.
The second I feel my enemy, I duck and look. A blade slashes the air next to my shoulder. I step around the female and kick her in the ass. She snarls and whips around.
Lipsha.
I wouldn’t mind killing her, but I don’t know the rules here on Dagrin. Would that be an instant death sentence for me? Damn it.
“What are you doing here?” I can’t believe this bitch is here. If anyone had me escorted away, I’d get the message.
Lipsha twirls her knife. “Getting rid of you. Rylem doesn’t need a pathetic human. He has me. Once you are gone, he will turn to me for comfort. Dagrinians should be together.”
I snort at her crazy words. “He doesn’t want you. Getting rid of me will only piss him off…Go home.”
“Not while you’re still breathing.” The gleam in her light blue eyes sends a chill down my spine.
She lunges at me. I leap onto a stone bench and then vault off of it. I land a kick to her chest. She falls to the ground and then jumps up. Her eyes narrow as she rubs her chest.
A grin curls my lips. I’m pretty sure I cracked at least one of her ribs.
“Rylem will never mate you. Go home.” She needs to leave before she gets hurt. She may be a foot taller than me, but she’s nowhere near as quick as I am. She also lacks rhythm.
A new gleam inters her light eyes. “He will or he’ll die.”
Something in my chest hardens. This bitch is not going to kill my mate. I take up a fighting stance. It’s on. She doesn’t look impressed. But she should.
Chattering comes from the side of the house. I silently will the kakamer away. The chattering continues and grows louder. This one can’t read wills. Damn it.
One of the cute ringed creatures comes into the backyard on Lipsha’s side. He chatters even louder when he sees us. He rushes over to Lipsha and starts begging her for food. His big blue eyes are full of innocence.
She looks down at the noisy kakamer. “You,” she shouts and then kicks the kakamer high into the air.
In stunned silence, I watch the kakamer fly up, its short legs are flailing as it seeks something to hold onto. Then down it comes. The poor thing lands with a thud and whimpers pitifully.
Lipsha moves and stands over the injured animal. “Your grauling chattering gave my position away the last time I was here. Now you’ll pay for keeping me from my mate.”
Fuck! She was in the woods when I felt like I was being watched.
When Lipsha raises her knife over the injured kakamer, adrenaline spikes in my veins.
I don’t fucking think so. I whip out my knife and throw it. Lipsha screams when my knife grazes her fist and knocks her knife from her hand.
I bound from one bench to the next and kick her as she looks at her hand. When she tumbles to the ground I kick her knife aside and pick mine up. Movement draws my attention to the back door.
Rylem is standing there with his arms crossed over his broad chest. Pride fills his eyes. My heart swells.
A punch to my face knocks me back. Blood floods my mouth. I spit and snarl. When Lipsha tries to go to Rylem, I kick her in the back of the knee.
She screams as she goes down. I’m not letting this insane bitch kill my mate.
~ Rylem ~
I’m sure my heart is going to explode.
Standing back and watching Niya take on Lipsha alone is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. Every cell in my body is urging me to rush in and save her.
With gritted teeth, I ignore the urge. Niya needs this. From my time with her I know she’s driven to prove herself to me, the other warriors from our space crew, and to herself.
I’m proud of the way Niya’s been handling herself.
When I came home and saw Lipsha sneaking up on my little warrior through the window, my heart stopped. I would have run out and ended it if I hadn’t seen Niya’s body tense for battle. That’s my keen warrior.
My hands are fisted and my muscles are bunched and ready. Black star, it’s been hard watching them fight. When I stepped outside to get better footage on my comm unit, Niya got distracted and took a hit. Her mouth is bleeding, but that’s not stopping her. She looks like the grauling warrior that she is.
I’ve alerted the commander and a crew is on the way. Lipsha is in deep trouble. Dagrinian law protects the innocent. Lipsha attacked without cause. Now she’ll face the counsel.
I flinch and hold my breath when Lipsha turns on Niya with her claws extended. Lipsha didn’t like being knocked down when she was coming after me. That kick to the back of her knee had to have hurt. I’m glad.
Lipsha snarls again and swipes at Niya. I take a step closer to them but force myself to let Niya handle it. My mate blocks with her knife. Lipsha screams when five of her claws fly through the air. Now she knows Niya is good with a knife.
While Lipsha is looking in horror at her hand, Niya leaps onto a bench and then kicks Lipsha in the head. Lipsha howls as she falls to the ground. Niya jumps onto Lipsha’s chest and presses her fingers behind Lipsha’s ears. The crazy female tries to push Niya off her, but she can’t. Niya refuses to give up and soon Lipsha passes out.
My shoulders sag as I blow out the breath I was holding. It’s over and my mate was grauling awesome.
Niya looks at me. I go to her and hold out my hand. She takes it and I pull her off Lipsha. A group of dagrinian warriors flood the area. I have one take care of the whimpering kakamer and watch as a few others haul Lipsha away.
I give Niya a tight hug and then ease back so I can look into her golden eyes. “You beat her. I knew you could. I’m proud of you, little warrior.”
As pride and happiness fill Niya’s eyes, I wipe blood from her lip and brush the hair from her sweaty brow. Now we all know she can take care of herself. She is glowing.
My heart swells. The connection between us is now stronger than it’s ever been. “I love you, sweet warrior. Nobody will ever separate us.”
~ Niya ~
“I love you so much.” I can’t contain my love and happiness. I release a tribal victory chant and then a softer musical claiming one.
The pride and love in Rylem’s sapphire eyes reveals the truth. I’ve proven myself. I love him even more for letting me show him that I’m a worthy warrior…I’m a worthy mate for him.
His lips take mine in a demanding kiss. The sting reminds me of my victory. I roll a bead on his claiming necklace as our tongues battle for dominance.
Rylem Trillobe is my warrior…my mate…my destiny. I’ll love him forever.
The End—For Now