She did make a mental note of the other food options so when they got to Mcy, she would know what she could send the men back for. She couldn't eat the same foods day in and day out forever. Who could? Other than Drrrl, of course.
They left the store with a three-month supply of food for her, including a few of her favorite drinks. They'd been given a cart to use to pull them along. She wished they could just take some seeds and a few animals and she could start growing decent food for the whole planet, but judging by Drrrl's reaction to dinner, they had different ideas of what was decent and what wasn't.
The space station was a huge dome, and it seemed to have Earth's night sky painted on the dome. It was relaxing for her. She wished they could stay there for longer, because it seemed so much more like home than the space ship did.
They were about halfway back to the conveyor belt that would take them back to the ship. Drrrl had explained that he only teleported when absolutely necessary. At all the space stations there was a movable conveyor belt that could be hooked to the ship and removed when they were safely back.
For the first time since she'd met him, Lela felt truly carefree. She had food she liked, she enjoyed her man in bed, and another person from Earth had acknowledged he thought she'd done the right thing by escaping, though it had been more of a kidnapping than escaping. She felt much better about everything now.
From the corner of her eye she saw a man with light blond hair, almost white, jump out at her. She screamed as he grabbed her arm and pulled her away from Drrrl, his arm going around her neck in a headlock, and pulling her off the main path onto a grassy spot.
The space station was made up of buildings that looked like Earth buildings, and in between the buildings there were walking paths and grassy areas.
"Well, Mcy. Seems like I have something you want."
Drrrl closed his eyes. "Let go of my mate, Htfld!"
Lela's eyes widened as she recognized the name of the planet he had said was the enemy of his planet.
"Why would I do that? I'm looking for a mate myself. She seems like she'd be a good one." He stroked his hand down the front of her, and Lela was thankful for the first time that she wore her foundation garments. At least he couldn't feel her through them, and she didn't feel his hand on her body. The garment was too thick for that.
Drrrl pulled his weapon from the pocket of his uniform. It was against space station policy to fire at another while there, but he would do anything he had to do to save his mate from Tylr Htfld. He remembered fighting with the other man when they were both babes back on Warden, and he knew the man would never let go of Lela without a fight.
Tylr laughed at him. "Surely you don't think I'm going to believe you'd risk execution by shooting a weapon on a space station?"
Lela tried to elbow the man in his side, but couldn't get a good angle. Suddenly she saw in her mind that she should stay still until Drrrl lifted one finger, and then stomp on Tylr's foot. If she could do that, he would rush Tylr and free her.
Her eyes met Drrrl's and she gave a slight nod to let him know she understood what he wanted.
"You're a worthless excuse for a life form, Htfld. I don't know why they even let fools like you in here."
Tylr growled. "I have your woman. I'm going to take her back to my ship and fill her with my seed!"
Lela saw one finger lift on the hand Drrrl had kept on his thigh. She stomped with everything she had on the foot of the alien behind her, dropping to her knees as he let her go, and rolling out of the way.
Drrrl launched himself at Tylr, his hands going to the other man's throat as he fell to the ground atop him. He used his fists and pummeled the other man's head, infuriated that someone so evil had dared to touch his sweet mate. He grabbed Tylr's head and slammed it to the ground, and the man went limp.
He jumped up, pulling Tylr to his feet and throwing him over his shoulder, just as he'd done with Lela hours earlier. "Are you all right?" he asked her quickly, seeing Tylr's purple blood on a rock on the ground.
Lela nodded, her hands visibly shaking. "I think so."
"Okay, dirt bag. You can fall apart later. For now, grab the food and run after me. We can't be spotted with Tylr."
Lela jumped to her feet, grabbed the handle of the trolley and started running toward the conveyor belt beside him. She went back over what she'd seen in her mind, and she shuddered without slowing down. Her new husband was truly a barbarian. Yes, he was gentle with her, but with his enemy, she'd seen his capacity for cruelty. He'd frightened her more than she cared to admit.
He was a barbarian and a warrior. Surely that shouldn't change the way she felt for him. She couldn't let it.
Chapter Six
They weren't spotted on their way to the ship, thanks to their fast movements. Lela let go of the handle of the wagon and sagged into a chair. She panted, feeling as if she was going to pass out from lack of air.
Drrrl dropped the Htfld on his head, kneeling beside his bride. "Are you all right?"
She just kept taking huge gulps of air, unable to speak.
"Your face is red. Talk to me!"
She held up a hand to let him know she was okay, at least she hoped that's what she'd told him. She just couldn't get any words out yet.
Bnjmn hurried into the transportation room. "Drrrl! What were you thinking bringing a Htfld on our ship? It's going to have to be scrubbed down and disinfected now!" he said in rapid Wardenese.
Drrrl responded in kind, realizing that Lela was incapable of listening just then anyway. "He grabbed Lela and tried to kidnap her. We fought and his head is a mess. I bashed it against a rock without meaning to. Teleport him down to Earth."
"Teleport him? Are you joking? Even a Htfld doesn't deserve to be teleported to a planet that doesn't accept aliens!"
"Just do it! He tried to steal my mate!"
Bnjmn frowned but hurried to the teleporter controls, glad they were still within range of Earth. He moved his fingers and suddenly the man was gone.
Lela frowned, but still couldn't speak. What had they done with him? No matter what he'd done, she didn't think the man deserved to die for it. Hopefully they'd simply put him back on the surface of the space station.
Bnjmn left the room in a huff, taking the food with him. Presumably he would put it away after he'd set their course for Mcy.
Drrrl turned his attention back to Lela, squatting beside her. "How can I help you, dirt bag?"
She finally regained her breath. "Fluffy girls should not be running—especially in foundation garments."
Drrrl grinned, knowing she was making fun of herself for some reason. "Fluffy?" he asked.
She huffed a bit. "Rounder than desirable."
"Oh, trust me, your roundness is very desirable," he said, leaning down and catching her earlobe between his teeth.
She grinned, cupping his cheek with her hand. "I'm glad you think so, because no one else really does." She wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.
He got to his feet, holding his hand down to help her up. "You are all right?"
She nodded. "Yes, just out of shape, and wearing clothes that are not meant to be run in."
He kept her hand in his, pulling her toward his cabin. Now that he knew how her clothes worked, he was able to remove them quickly and efficiently. Once she was standing before him in nothing but her foundation garments, he removed them as well. "You look beautiful." His eyes went from her head to her feet, obviously excited by what he saw.
Lela took a step forward, being the aggressor for once. She put her hands on his shirt front and quickly unfastened it. She eyed the fastening on his pants, but she had no idea how to deal with it. "Can I get some help here?"
Drrrl grinned, unfastening his pants for her, and she grabbed his waistband, pushing them down. "What has sparked this change in attitude?" he asked.
Lela blushed, shrugging a bit. "I think I realize, after watching you save me at the space station, that you really do have feeli
ngs for me. You would have let him take me otherwise."
He pulled her against him, his cock stabbing her insistently in the belly. "You're my mate. There is no other woman in the universe I want to be with. Only you." He leaned down to kiss her insistently.
Lela wound her arms around his neck, kissing him back. She loved the feeling of her naked breasts against his fur-covered chest. He was a lot furrier than she'd ever expected a man to be, but she didn't care. He had real feelings for her. She could quite possibly be truly happy with this man.
Drrrl picked her up and laid her down on the bed, kneeling over her. His hand went to her core. "I'm always more needy after a fight. It's going to be quick."
She grinned, her hand going to his cock and stroking it insistently. "Would it be better if I stroked it with my hand?"
He shook his head, his fingers moving in and out of her quickly, ensuring that she was ready for him. "I don't need a hand, yours or anyone else's. I need to bury myself inside of you."
She spread her legs wider. "Come inside of me then." She wanted to be the vessel that made him feel better in his anguish.
Drrrl looked into her eyes. "Are you sure?" He'd planned to play with her body for at least a little longer, despite the fact that he needed her so badly. She was his mate, and he had to be certain he always saw to her needs first.
She nodded. "Make love with me, Drrrl."
He needed no further urging, covering her body with his. His cock probed at her delicate entrance. He covered her mouth with his before burying his thickness inside her.
She let out a low groan. She'd forgotten just how full she felt with him inside her. And how good it felt!
Drrrl stayed seated completely in her warmth for a moment, not wanting to frighten her with frantic thrusting immediately, but he couldn't hold out long. He needed this, and she was willing. When he began his movements, and set a fast-paced rhythm, she wrapped her legs around his waist, moaning ecstatically beneath him.
She didn't know if a straight cock would be different, but he hit all the right spots within her body. She ran her hands over his back, fascinated by the muscles there. "That feels so good!"
Drrrl was thrilled with her words. He sped up, driving them both toward their orgasms. Reaching down between them, he caught her clit between his first finger and his thumb, rubbing it insistently. "Hurry!" he said frantically, needing to climax, but not wanting to leave her disappointed.
Lela felt her body tightening, arching beneath him and calling out his name as she climaxed.
As soon as he realized she had finished, he crossed the line himself, pouring his seed into her waiting depths. He collapsed atop her, groaning softly, before rolling to her side. "You leave me weak."
She smiled, turning to him and kissing his chin. She yawned, her jaw gaping widely. She'd have been in bed hours before if she was still on Earth. She rested her head on his bicep, closing her eyes contentedly. Who would have thought a barbarian would be such a good lover?
Drrrl watched her sleep, happy she looked so content. He needed to go talk to his brother, though. He needed to explain exactly what had transpired on the space station. As the ship's captain, he had a right to know.
He eased himself from the bed, careful not to wake Lela. She looked so young and sweet in sleep, he felt almost guilty for making her his bride. Almost, but not quite. He was too satisfied to feel guilty. She was meant for him.
He found Bnjmn in the control room, sitting in the captain's chair watching the navigation screen. He walked to stand beside the chair, using their native tongue to explain what had happened. "Tylr sneaked up on us. He grabbed Lela. I gave him every chance to let her go. I told him she was my mate. I even threatened to shoot him."
"Shoot him? On a space station?" Bnjmn's eyes were wide. "You'd have been executed!"
"I know. Instead, I told her through our mind link what she should do to get away from him. We worked together to get her away from him. I didn't deliberately render him unconscious. There was a rock under his head, and I slammed his head on what I thought was the ground, but it was really a rock." He shook his head. "Once I'd shed his blood, and knocked him out, I knew I couldn't leave him there. I'd have been in trouble with The Council and brought unwelcome censure on our entire family. So we brought him back here."
"But sending him to Earth?"
"Wasn't that better than keeping him prisoner on our ship? We could have taken him back with us, and teleported him down to Htfld, but as soon as they saw our ship, they'd have opened fire. Hopefully this will keep the kidnapping from being an intergalactic war. I thought it was the best answer."
Bnjmn sighed. "It probably was. I don't even want to think about Father's reaction though. He'll either yell at you for putting a woman over your own safety, or he'll be angry that we didn't kill one of the Htflds when we had the chance." He closed his eyes. "I hate this feud."
Drrrl patted his brother's back sympathetically. "I know you do. We all do, but you more than most. How could a peace lover be a Mcy prince?"
"No idea. Makes me wonder if the Divine Being the Earth dwellers go on and on about is real. If He is, He has a sick sense of humor!"
Drrrl laughed. "Don't let Lela hear you say that! She's a believer in that Divine Being."
"Well, we'll find a way to not upset her." Bnjmn frowned. "Are you glad we came here and took her? Do you think it was worth the trouble we went through?"
Drrrl nodded emphatically. "Oh most assuredly, brother. I have only dreamed of the day when I could have a woman such as her in my life—and my bed, of course. She is amazing to me." How could he possibly begin to express how much his mate meant to him to his brother who had yet to find a mate?
"She seems like any other woman to me."
"That's because she's not your fated mate. When you meet your fated mate, you'll understand. It's like a whole new world has opened up for me."
"I truly hope you'll always be as happy with her as you are on this day. It's hard to believe you were joined in marriage just a few hours ago with everything's that happened since."
"It is hard to believe." Drrrl looked toward his cabin. "I'm going to go back to my bride. Keep us safe."
Bnjmn nodded. "We'll be home within a couple of days."
"Don't worry if you don't see us. I plan to keep my mate very, very busy."
"You do that. I won't steer us into an asteroid. I promise!"
Chapter Seven
Drrrl and Lela did spend the bulk of the two-day journey to Mcy in bed. They ate when they absolutely had to, but for the most part, they stayed in his chamber. On the last day, she began worrying about acceptable clothing, and he brought her a needle, thread, and a pair of scissors. She spent hours sewing the blanket from his bed into a beautiful dress to wear to meet his parents.
She was working on hemming the armholes when he came into the room to check on her. "Are you finished? It might be nice to have a little time before we land."
Lela laughed at him. "You just want more sex. You can wait a few hours."
He groaned. "I can, but I'd rather not." He sat down on the bed beside her, looking at the dress. "It looks done. What are you doing to it now?" If she was just making pretty flowers on it or something, then that could wait.
"I'm hemming it so the threads don't come out." She kept making her small stitches, her body heating just from his presence beside her. In just a short period of time, her body had become very accustomed to his, and she felt the dampness growing between her legs whenever he was near.
"Will the threads come out and render you naked if you don't finish it today?" he asked, his mind on one thing and one thing only.
She glared at him. "Probably not, but I'm going to look as decent as I can when I meet your parents. Go bother Bnjmn." It had been hard to learn to say their names, but after two days, she'd finally managed it. She could say them almost as well as a native.
His hand went to her bare thigh beneath the dress she held on her lap. "Are you s
ure you can't spare just five minutes for me?"
"As if you ever finish in just five minutes. You like to 'savor me.' At least that's what you always say."
"You can time me," he whispered as he took the dress from her and tossed it to the floor. He grabbed her and pulled her astride him, slipping right inside her. He leaned back on his elbows, groaning as he felt her clenching him tight. "Ride me."
Lela let out a gasp at the abrupt movement, but he'd known she was ready for him. She was always ready for him. She rocked forward and back, moaning at the friction her motions caused. He was in so much deeper from this angle, and her clit was being rubbed just the way she needed.
He began to move wildly under her, and that on top of her movements, drove them both to a lightning fast orgasm. She collapsed atop him when she heard him shout her name as he finished.
"Now I just want to sleep. How long before we land?" she asked.
He looked at the monitor on the wall. She couldn't read it, but he understood it perfectly. "You need to learn to read and speak my language."
She sighed. "Soon."
"We have about forty-five minutes."
"Forty-five minutes! Why did you distract me? I need to finish hemming this thing and get a bath before I meet your parents. I smell like sex!"
He grinned. "My parents will approve of that. They've been wanting me to find a mate."
"I don't care how badly they wanted you to find a mate. They don't want to meet their daughter-in-law for the first time with her smelling like she's just stepped out of a whorehouse."
He laughed aloud. "You don't smell like a whorehouse. You smell like a woman who just got married." He buried his face in her neck and inhaled deeply. "I like how you smell."
She felt his cock growing stiff inside her again, and she moved off him abruptly. "Oh no you don't. Keep that thing away from me until after I've met your parents." She hurried into the bathroom and touched the button on the wall to fill the tub full of bubbling, soapy water.
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