by Pixie Moon
“I love your mouth on me.” I nibble on her neck and groan when her inner muscles squeeze my erection until it starts pulsing.
Not able to handle anymore teasing, I grip her hips. “It’s time for you to turn around.” I help her spin around without ever pulling from her slick sheath.
The slight sway of her tempting breasts draws my mouth to one taut peak. I happily latch on and suck the bud until Hallie is moaning without stop. Her hands are gripping my shoulders and her body is arching toward mine.
The sounds coming from her have my claws coming out. I take her skirt off and toss it aside. My hands grab her sweet ass and my claws lightly score her rounded flesh. The beast in me glories in the feel of her. Her scent, her soft body, her tight wet pussy.
Hallie grinds her clit into my base bulge. The sight of her aggressively going after her pleasure has me growling. The need to dominate her has me pulling her off me, standing, and then flipping her over the lounge.
I kneel and spread her thighs wide. In a swift move, I plunge into her pussy and ride her hard. My claws dig into her hips. She cries out every time I hit a sweet spot inside her. I go after it aggressively and don’t stop until she begs me to let her come. The sweet quiver of her inner walls is driving me crazy.
After pulling out of her, I turn her around and lift her up. In time with the beat pulsing through the club, I plunge back into her and grind my base bulge into the hot knot of nerves between her legs. She’s so tight, so hot.
Passionate fire shoots through my erection. I growl and bite her shoulder. The second my fangs enter her flesh she shudders and screams. Her pussy tightens as her release blasts through her.
Not able to hold back, I pump into her a few more times and then fiercely grip her to me as I come deep in her fluttering pussy. I slide my fangs from her shoulder and pant as euphoria swamps my senses.
I hold her in place for a couple of songs before I ease Hallie to the floor. Her cheeks are flushed and satisfaction is coming from her. Needing to test her, I pick up her skirt and guide her back to the owner’s table. I stare at her love swollen pussy lips as I tuck my cock into my pants.
After making her wait a few minutes, I hand Hallie her skirt. She slowly puts the scrap of shimmery material back on. The skirt’s soft fastener is made to be fluidly ripped apart and easily put back together. The material overlaps just enough to fully circle the waist. I’m pleased when there isn’t any hint of embarrassment coming from her.
I settle her onto my lap and whisper, “You have come a long way, little one.” The scent of happiness coming from Hallie makes my heart turn into a ball of sugar. Her natural sweetness is the real confection holding me together.
After snuggling her deeper into my arms, I look around our table. Tairin is back from finding his own release. Ryk and Lor are talking. Von has arrived and is looking at me. A moment later my brother gives me the hand sign that means his mission was successful.
I send him back a thanks signal and then let my mind envision how the evening is going to go after I get Hallie home. Excitement pumps through my veins. I grip Hallie tighter as anticipation causes my heart to pound and my blood to heat.
“I love you,” I whisper happily. Tonight Hallie will become mine in the most powerful way possible.
~ Hallie ~
Zar’s words make my heart skip. “I love you too,” I whisper back. My feelings for him are too deep for mere words. I literally long to be one with him.
I scan the area while Zar is lightly rubbing his hand up and down my arm. His comforting touch is just another reason I love him.
In awe, I watch all of the beings around us. Ninety-nine percent of the people seem to be having a good time. There are a few who appear grumpy but that’s to be expected in every crowd—even in a crowd at this lively club. I guess those grumpsters don’t realize that life is what you make it.
I watch a teal colored brewmar fly over and place a drink in front of Din Von. She then lands on his broad shoulder and says something into his ear. He nods and she flies away. Her colorful wings seem to catch the soft lighting of the club. They appear to be glowing. Her shimmering gold shorts and crop top add to her cuteness. I watch until she flies out of sight. Those tiny beings are amazing.
Din LarPe goes over to the lounges with Lank cuffed to her. Her leather skirt and top are a pretty shade of blue and her stilettos match perfectly. I watch as she pulls the pretty maroon male into her lap and begins stroking him. In no time the female warrior has her seema writhing in need.
She pulls his hair and says something into his ear. A tremor rocks him and then he reaches out and frees her breast. A heartbeat later, Lank leans forward and starts sucking her striped nipple.
Movement to my side draws my attention. Ugh. It’s that whiny warrior who pointed out the slight upturn of my nose. Zar’s arms tighten around me for a brief moment. His reassuring gesture is sweet. I pat his thickly muscled arm in thanks and get a kiss on the head in return. My heart swells with more love for him. I’m lucky to have Zar.
“What do you need, Din Helde?” Von asks in a long-suffering tone.
Looks like I’m not the only one who doesn’t like the male.
“Your bar is out of gritlo.” Din Helde puts his hands on his slender hips and frowns. “A bar shouldn’t ever run out of drinks that are on the menu. It’s unprofessional. You need to watch your inventory better.”
Von sighs as he leans forward in his chair. “One of our suppliers had a family tragedy. Two of their sons died in an accident a few days ago. We are giving them time to mourn their loss. I’m sure we’ll have the ingredients for gritlo soon. Tell Din Soja I said to give you a drink on the house.”
Din Helde drops his arms from his hips and looks satisfied. “Thank you, Din Von. You should have the bartenders put up a sign so the customers will know what’s going on.”
“I’ll take that into consideration,” Von placates in a low tone.
With a short nod, Din Helde turns and heads toward the bar.
Tairin leans in closer and in a hushed tone says, “If Helde JarFe didn’t bring in so much business, I’d call a vote to get his whiny ass banned from the club.”
“I’d go along with you,” Von agrees. “It’s a shame we can’t boot him out.”
“Being an owner is not easy or glamorous that’s for sure,” Zar adds as his gaze drifts over the crowd.
Lingma and Babshi coming to the table has all the guys grinning. The two females are a welcome sight. They liven the air with their flirty smiles and sweet attitudes.
Von and Tairin quickly pat their laps in invitation. Lingma swishes her green tail around as she sits on Von’s lap. Babshi laughs when Tairin slaps her ass and then pulls her into his lap. Hauk waves a nearby plaything over and has her straddle him.
Din Hauk QuanLo and his brother, Din Ash QuanLo, are new to me. The massive males have intricately designed tattoos running up their arms and under their short-sleeves. Their beards and shoulder length hair add to their appeal. From what I’ve seen of them, they appear to be just as nice as the other owners. All of the owners around our table are in heated embraces at the moment.
Once again the air in the club turns sensual. I’m amazed at how quickly things change here in the club. I feel my own arousal rising as the others start caressing and kissing each other. The erotic environment has me squirming in no time.
Din Zar takes a drink of his stros and then offers me a drink. I take a sip and lick my lips invitingly. Zar caresses my shoulder and growls softly. “Soon, little one.”
Heat swirls through me. I press my thighs together and hang onto the promise in Zar’s tone.
Zar taps Din Ryk on the shoulder and gestures toward a few free playthings hanging out at a table. “You going to play some more?”
“I’m good,” the warrior answers casually.
“Are you sick?” Zar teases.
“No.” Ryk’s gaze cuts over to me and then goes back to Zar. “I think I need to change thi
ngs up. I’m going to start looking for a seema of my own.”
Zar runs a hand over my thigh. “It’s nice to have the right female by your side.”
I silently hope Din Ryk finds the perfect seema for him. The sound of passionate moans mingle with the beat as the other warriors are openly fucking the playthings with wild abandon. I can’t help but watch. My own arousal grows at the carnal scene before me.
A low growl rumbles up Zar’s chest. “This is why we run the club, little one. Zaphinians always have a lot of tension to release after a fight. It’s in our blood. Without clubs we warriors will turn to fighting among ourselves if we don’t have a way to work the tension out of our systems.”
I can understand their need. The guys had been edgier than normal tonight. Now as I look around at them, they are more relaxed. Many have just finished getting a piece and others are still in the sensual act. The feel around them is much better. Calmer.
“Since that’s the case, I’m glad you and the others run this club.” I pull his head down and kiss him full on the mouth. I long to show him how proud I am of him.
I don’t end the kiss until I’m sure he understands. While some of the others start talking, I snuggle to my warrior. With the beat thrumming through me, I think about how Zar makes me feel. At his deep inhale and then smile, I know he’s aware of my feelings.
I rub his chest and kiss his neck. I love the feel of his shoulder length hair caressing my face. Zar growls lightly as his hand flips my skirt up. I groan when his fingers begin caressing my slick folds. Covertly, I glance around and see Ryk and Hauk watching Zar play with my pussy.
The heat in their gazes doesn’t embarrass me. Happiness fills my soul. Tonight has repeatedly proven to me that I’m more than capable of meeting all of my warrior’s needs.
CHAPTER
38
~ Zar ~
♥
The tip of a pink tongue darts out and joyously licks frosting from a full lower lip.
The sweet sounds coming from Hallie as she eats the blisbom Von dropped off for me are music to my ears. The sight of her enjoying the confection has my blood pumping through my veins.
I love how she savors each part of the dessert. Her fork sporadically goes for the different layers. Fruit, cake, pudding, frosting. I never know what she’ll go for next.
What’s obvious is that she’s going to love the layer she goes for. Just the way I love all the layers of her personality. Yes, I love every bit of her.
Across our living room, I see a flash of yellow leaning to catch a whiff of Hallie. I understand the flower’s desire.
Hallie eats the last bite of her blisbom with her eyes closed and a look of pure satisfaction on her lovely face. My vents and nostrils flare as desire runs rampant through my groin. I want to give her an even higher level of satisfaction—in a whole different way. My cock swells at that thought.
When her eyelids snap open, I’m instantly enthralled by the sensual gleam in her eyes. She puts her plate on the table near the couch and then turns and practically leaps into my lap.
I eagerly catch her. Her lips press to mine and within seconds her questing tongue begs entrance. I readily open to her. Sweetness floods my taste buds as Hallie explores my mouth.
I let her lead the kiss for at least a minute. The dominant side of me can only handle so much of this. With a growl, I take over the delicious kiss. My tongue battles hers and wins. I moan as I savor her taste. My hands urgently roam her soft curves.
When her hands find the fastener of my pants and start working it, I jerk myself out of the sensual haze surrounding me. I pull back even though my cock protects by throbbing painfully.
Ignoring my discomfort as any true warrior would, I take a deep breathe. Hallie’s arousal fills my senses making me wish I hadn’t just done that.
The mission. I must focus on the mission. Turn my seema into my kesdy.
“What’s wrong?” she asks. Her cheeks are flushed and her eyes are filled with desire.
I love this look on her. I touch her pink cheek and stare into her expressive eyes. “You not wearing my mark.” An overpowering urge to see my family sign on her delicate body has the beast in me rearing up. My claws come out.
“Your mark?” Confusion scents the air around her.
“Yes, my mark.” I pull off my shirt and touch the symbol on my chest. “When a zaphinian male finds a female he wants to be one with, he puts his family mark on her hip. That mark means she’s claimed forever.”
Dark brows draw together and her lips purse for a moment as she thinks. Her gaze lifts and bores into mine. “You mean claimed as in married? With your mark I’d be your wife?” The scent of hope and uncontained excitement flavors the air around Hallie.
My heart beats faster as the beast in me responds to her emotions. It wants to roll her over and claim her right now—no further explanations needed. Squashing that animalistic need is hard but I do it.
“Yes, on Zaphin the word wife is kesdy and husband is keslon.” I inhale her precious scent and savor it. “Will you be my kesdy?”
Joy lights her whole face and adds a new layer to her excited scent. “Yes, yes, yes. I love you so much. I can’t think of a future without you in it.” She stops and frowns for a second. Her gaze locks with mine. Her scent now has a hint of nervousness to it. “Do we have to go through a ceremony first?”
“No, we don’t have marriage ceremonies. Your marked hip and scent will let others know you belong to me. My mark on you will also extend your life to that of a zaphinian,” I tell her and my heart lightens when her scent turns happy again.
“Some people on Earth still go through a big ceremony. All though most of them don’t. I’m glad we don’t have to. I don’t need a party. I just need you.” Her words are soft and filled with love. They sink into my soul.
Her heartfelt statement stirs the beast in me to new heights. “And you’re all I need.” A possessive growl vibrates through my chest as I flip her over. With her face down on the couch, I rip her skirt off and raise her hips up.
A primal need takes over my body. I thoroughly enjoy the wild rush. My senses sharpen as my muscles react to the power surging through me. I place a claw on Hallie’s right hip and then lean down and sink my fangs into her left cheek.
Her body freezes when I growl. Something deep within me takes over. My claw quickly etches my family symbol into her soft flesh. As soon as the mark is finished I apply more pressure with my fangs. Hallie screams as her body convulses in pleasure. The smell of her slick release perfumes the air and makes the beast in me go wild.
Need fires through my veins hot and heavy. I remove my fangs from her rounded cheek and rip my pants open. I growl ferally as I pull my cock out and shove it into Hallie’s dripping pussy.
The feel of her inner muscles still spasming from her orgasm forces a groan passed my lips. Her quivering channel surrounding my pulsing shaft drives me wild. I look at my mark on her hip. Satisfaction roars through me.
Euphoria floods my soul as I plunge in and out of my kesdy’s slick body. Mine! She belongs to me. Another possessive growl rumbles through my chest. This time the sound triggers something fiercely primal inside me.
I jerk and cry out as my seed begins gushing from me like never before. It coats her soft inner walls and continues to burst from me. On instinct, I pull out and saturate my mark with cum. Only when the symbol is totally covered does my seed stop pouring from my crown. Through my clear shimmery cum I can see my mark. Satisfaction curls around my chest.
I inhale the scent of my possession. The beast in me calms a bit. My claws retract as a new desire takes control of me.
I rest my hand on the seed covered mark and rub it in. A deep level of satisfaction comes over me. With my essence rubbed into my mark, all zaphinians will know Hallie belongs to me. I growl lightly from pleasure. From now on I can strengthen my scent on her by coming on my mark and rubbing it in.