Aykeetan
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“Truly. I wasn’t sure about us in the beginning, but you have shown me what an incredible person you are. How loving, compassionate, caring you are. I think I’ve denied myself love for far too long. I want this. I need this...I need you.” A few happy tears dribble down my cheeks as I allow my emotions to overcome me.
And then I kiss him, smashing my lips against his, careful to avoid his sharp fangs. I grab his long, thick hair between my fingers. My other hand that was behind his neck is now firmly pressed against his chest as it slides up to his neck and above, where I grab his face and caress his check with my thumb.
My body is a fever that won’t cool down. He has his arms wrapped around my back to keep me stable, but I’m sure if we were lying down, his hands would be all over me. We open our mouths to each other and caress each other with our tongues. It’s not a duel or shift in power, but a hunger to taste each other. To taste our passion and love for one another.
I break this kiss and nuzzle my face against his. I realize that maybe I’ve also been denying my feelings as well, and I’m not doing that any longer. I realize that I do love him, and I don’t care what anyone else thinks. I ignore the words in my head that it’s too soon, or that we only just met, or he’s an alien. It doesn’t matter.
Nothing in this life is a coincidence It’s either meant to be or it’s not. I painted him and his gift before I met him. Everything about him just calls to me. It’s not just his body, but his scent, his personality, the way he treats me and cares for me, the way he protects me with a ferocity that cannot be denied. It’s like the universe made us for each other, and here we are finally coming together.
“Tonight,” he rasps.
Chapter Eighteen
Aykeetan
I want to do the Kea’Vah bonding ceremony; tonight.
Her words repeat over and over in my mind. I’ve never been happier in my life; my dreams are coming true. My mate wants to complete the Kea’Vah bonding ceremony with me, tying our hearts and souls together forever. She could have denied me, but she allowed the pull that calls and tethers us together to grow. I couldn’t have asked for a better mate. There is no one out in the universe that I’m meant to be with other than her. She holds my hearts and soul entirely in her hands.
Our meal is prepared and this time I serve my mate. Placing a hearty amount in her bowl, and then even more in mine. We will need the energy for later. It’s going to be a long night and I’m looking forward to it. We eat in silence, keeping our words to ourselves, mentally preparing for what’s to come.
“All finished?” I smile at her.
“Yes, I’ve been thinking. You said the ceremony is supposed to happen where the gift is. Can we relocate it? It’s just a flower, I was hoping to bring it down near the beach. I don’t want our first time to be where I ran away from you.”
I understand her request, relocating my tavayk is no issue at all. “I don’t think there’s anything in the rules against that. I’ll be happy to take you as my mate anywhere, if this makes you happy, I can do this for you.”
“Thank you.” Her blush is subtle, but none the less beautiful.
Leaving her home, we make our way down to the spot where we first met, taking our time enjoying the scenery. I remember this place perfectly, the minima I ever first laid eyes on my mate. I’ll never forget the way her hair shone in the sunlight, and how she smelled like tave, the fruit from my home. Placing a hand behind her waist and one behind her neck, I lean her back and kiss her fervently. “Now this spot will have good memories too.”
I carefully dig up the precious tavayk and carry it with me as we stroll down to the beach. I can see why she loves this place and her home so much. I know she doesn’t want to leave earth, and I’m happy to stay here with her after we complete the ceremony.
Traditionally we take our mates back home to Ay’Kea’Terra, but vrakk traditions. We could be anywhere in the universe, it doesn’t matter. All I need is her.
We reach the water and I find a spot between the sand and the soil to plant the gift back into the ground. I wash my hands thoroughly, and then turn to face my mate. “You ready?”
She nods her head. I can tell she’s thrumming with nervous excitement.
The moment I have been waiting for is about to begin. Placing my hand on her back, I slowly undo the buttons and lace that hold her dress in place as it slips down over her hips and drops to the sand below. I trail kisses on the back of her neck as I unclasp her bra. She turns around while folding her shoulders inward, letting the bra slip forward. I keep her gaze as she lowers her panties down past her knees and steps out of them. She is bare before me, but I don’t look at her feminine beauty. I want her to know it's her mind and soul I wish to make love with tonight.
I’m not wearing much clothing, so it takes her no time at all for her small hands to unwrap my vratike. She’s seen me naked before, but her face still lights up with embarrassment. I find that I enjoy it when she’s shy.
I take a moment and ask the gods to watch over us during our Kea’Vah. We will both by vulnerable in our need for each other and distracted by our passions.
We use a ceremonial blade to make our sacrifice to our tavayks. Pulling mine out, I make the slice across my palm before doing the same on hers. Holding her hand in mine, I gently squeeze as our combined blood drips directly over the tavayk. She gasps. I lick her wound clean and kiss it for good measure. I can’t give her words of comfort yet; speaking is prohibited until the vows begin. She surprises me as she takes my wounded hand and licks it before kissing it. I wasn’t expecting that, it’s not part of the ceremony, but I nod my head in approval.
I lay her hand above my hearts, so she can feel the rapid tempo bursting from within.
“Jane, from the minima I saw you, I knew that there was no one else in the entire universe who could ever call to my hearts and soul like you do. You are the air that I breathe, and the only love I’ll ever need. I’ll love and treasure you, care and provide for you, protect and give my life to you. I accept you into my hearts and soul, fully, forever now and after. May the gods bless our mating.”
Tears of love well in her eyes. My words have spoken to her heart.
She takes my hands and places them over her rapidly beating, single heart.
“Aykeetan, I was scared to let anyone in because I couldn’t bear the thought of losing more people that I care for. But I let you in, and you crawled into my heart and soul so deeply, that you leave no room for anything but love. There is no one I want more for a mate than you.
“You saved me, and you continue to save me every day. You make me feel things that I never felt in my entire life. I felt the call from the moment I saw the gift and I continue to feel the call even now. I don’t know why I ever doubted what’s between us, but I never will again. You are the air that I breathe and the only love I’ll ever need. I’ll love and treasure you, care and provide for you, protect and give my life to you. I accept you into my heart and soul, fully, forever now and after. May the gods bless our mating.”
Her words speak to me on such a deep level I can’t help the tears that form in my own eyes. It is something that’s never happened before.
Jane
I poured my heart out to him. I thought it was going to be difficult baring myself to his body and mind. Instead, it was incredibly freeing. He’s given so much back to me. Had he not been here to save me, I would be elsewhere as someone’s slave. He truly saved my life and has given me love and is offering me forever. And I’m offering myself to this wonderful male. There’s nothing left to say. We belong together. He was right all along. We call to each other and we are meant to be.
We peel several petals from the gift and feed them to each other until the plant is left bare. It’s tastes nothing like I would expect a Gerbera to taste like. The flavor is sweet and delicate with a hint of lemongrass. The flavor pauses in my mouth for a few seconds before releasing. It’s a plant from an alien planet that had blood sacrificed to it un
til it morphed to look something grown on earth. It’s strange none the less, but the idea behind it is poetic and beautiful.
It’s time to begin the final part of the ceremony. I thought I was going to be nervous, but I’m anything but that. Shy maybe. Even though I’ve been sitting here naked for the first part of the ceremony, I’m comfortable. Our focus has been on our vows and parts of the ceremony that focus on who we are as people opposed to our bodies.
My eyes slide over to Aykeetan and a feeling of overwhelming compassion and understanding flows through me, as if I’ve known this male my entire life. Who he is, who he aspires to be, and how present he is in this moment with me. It’s as if we’ve become connected on a level that can’t be seen with the naked eye or explained with science, but my body is overflowing with joy that we are about to join.
Leaning in, his forehead rubs against mine, then he whispers quietly in my ear, “You are more beautiful than the entirety of the cosmos.”
Using his hands, he guides me to lay down against the soft beach sand. Kneeling beside me, without his eyes leaving mine, he joins me. Propping himself up by an elbow, he places a hand behind my neck and gently rubs my skin with his fingers. I caress his cheek as he looms over me. We stay like this for a long time, silently appreciating this precious moment, as if this evening will last forever.
The sun is slowly setting in the horizon. Stars are appearing in the approaching night while mellow waves swell along the beach shore. The mood is perfect. I feel womanly and erotic, laying naked ready to share myself fully with my new mate.
“Kiss me,” I urge him.
Closing the distance between us, my back arches off the sand as my body is desperately trying to reach his lips, but he has mercy on me and inches forward. This male knows my wants and needs and can read me like an open book. Our mouths touch, and lightning strikes completely through my body, sparking a thunderous desire. We nibble on each other’s lips, incredibly slow, as if time has stopped and the world no longer spins. We only exist on in each other’s arms now.
I pull his lip between my teeth and lightly squeeze. He groans and opens his mouth to playfully nip me right back. I slide my tongue against his, feeling the bumpy ridges he grew specifically for me.
“Those weren’t there before,” I moan out.
“They appear during the bonding ceremony, along with other surprises.” He winks.
It’s hard to think straight right now, but I have a suspicion I’m going to enjoy these other surprises.
“Oh,” I gasp as he sucks my tongue fully into his mouth. The feeling is indescribable, and it’s causing a powerful tingle in my core causing me to feel hollow without my mate inside me to clasp onto. My need for him grows desperate as our kiss seemingly lasts forever, ending only when we are completely out of breath.
I catch him gazing down at my naked body, taking his time, drinking in every inch. Starting at my temples, his fingers graze my check, and lowers to under my chin. He stops for a moment, then begins again with an even slower pace as his fingers run down the front of my throat before pausing between my breasts. As if he’s appreciating me in the most sensual way without sexualizing me. He continues to trail down to my stomach where his fingers curves outwards to the side of my hips, then all the way down to my feet. Goosebumps form from head to toe as I shudder in pure bliss.
Chapter Nineteen
Aykeetan
My body aches to complete the bond, but I fight it. The Kea’Vah only happens once per mated couple, and I want to make sure it’s a ceremony neither of us will ever forget. We have all the time in the world, so there’s no reason to rush. I’ve been waiting for her my entire life. Now the moment is here, all I want is to savor every minima.
We share a long passionate kiss before I grazed my fingers down her entire body, careful to avoid her breasts and her mound. I don’t want her to think that’s all she is to me, because she’s so much more.
I lean over her body, careful not to crush her. Leaving soft kisses, starting from her lips down to her neck, I follow the same path as my fingers had done so before. I want to kiss every inch of her, but right now I’m on a mission.
When my kisses reach her ankle, I pause. Making sure I have her concentration; I take her right foot and I suck on her large toe. I love every part of her, even her wiggly feet and her tiny toes. She gasps. Swirling my tongue around her toe, I place one of my hands further up on her thigh, then I begin a trail of light kisses starting from her ankle, up her calf, over her knee and thigh, and inch inwards. Her legs shift slightly, and she blushes. I can scent her intoxicating arousal. She’s ready for me, but I’m not ready to have her yet. I’ve learned to be patient and so must she.
She thinks I’m going to place my tongue on her sweet womanly slit. I will, but not yet. I take a handful of the sand beneath us and slowly let it pour out of my fist over her stomach. It’s super fine and without grit, perfect for my plans. After all the sand escapes my hand, I lean down over her womanly mound and gently blow upwards. The fine sand scatters across her stomach and chest, before falling off her body, waking up every nerve cell her body.
Lowering myself even further, I kiss the top of her mound and work my way up her silky soft belly as I palm her right breast, ensuring to pinch her nipple between my thumb and knuckle. My administrations turned them into hard buds that I lick and suckle into my mouth, scraping them carefully against my teeth and fangs, driving her wild.
I give her breast the same level of concentrated attention.
Her breathes increase in depth as she mews like a feline. My nostrils flare as a light cream forms at the channel of her slit and the desire to kiss her there becomes overwhelming. I forget about the pain in my cock as pleasure ridges form. They will be ready for her soon.
I lean all the way back and sit on my haunches. “Open for me, Jane, my mate.” I place emphasize on these words. She can’t go back now. There’s no escaping this.
Her cheeks are almost the color of her gorgeous red hair, but she complies with my request, slightly bending her legs to increase the distance between her thighs. Her womanhood is in plain view for me to admire and it pleases me.
Placing both of my hands on each of her ankles, I slowly graze across her skin and trail upwards. When I reach her knees, I turn my palms up to slide them inwards towards her thighs, then under them so that her legs are over my arms and my hands are on her stomach. I have her captured, and the scent of her arousal spikes, stronger than it was before. More cream piles up at the base of her channel. I curl my tongue outward to lap up her glistening slit and taste her sweet womanly flesh.
“Divine. Just like tave fruit indeed.”
I should have waited to pleasure her first, but the thought of allowing her cream to drip out and fall onto sand was not acceptable. It belongs to me and me alone.
“Please, my mate. I need this,” she begs.
Mate. She called me her mate for the first time. Pride surges through me and I find I cannot deny her a single request. I’d do anything for her. “What do you need, love?”
Her voice is insistent as she pleads me. “I need you to claim me, please.”
“No need to rush. We will join together soon and often. Be patient, my love.”
I lean down and lick her clit with the barest of pressure, if she wasn’t so needy, she might not have noticed. Her hips buck up to meet my mouth, but she misses because I’ve leaned back slightly.
“You’re teasing me,” she whines. And by the gods the sound of it pleases me.
“I know.” I can’t but grin.
I lean in again and repeat my gesture, but this time when she bucks her hips against me, I let her.
“Oh, those bumps, oh my...uh.”
She places a hand at the top of my head, threading her fingers through my hair, grasping and moving me where she needs me to be. My mate is incredibly sexy when she takes control of her wild side, the part that knows what she wants and claims it for herself. It drives me wild.
“Yes, yes...please, uh, ugh, oh, Aykeetan!”
My mouth is already at her channel, ready to lap up her delicious and fruity release.
Jane
My orgasm was so powerful I needed a moment to catch my breath. He hasn’t even penetrated me yet. I've been missing out on this primal connection and I had no idea, but I’m glad. It makes this more special now to share this with my new mate. The way he kisses and touches me as if saying, I own you, all of you, is incredibly hot. I feel empowered, womanly and sexy in his presence. It’s as if I was closed off from life, but now I’ve awakened.
I’m still super worked up and I need him inside me; connecting our bodies, hearts and souls as one to fill the hallow ache between my thighs. I’m desperate to be claimed just as much I want to claim him. He demanded I needed patience, but I think he’s the one that needs to be patient after what he just did to me...I have my own plans in mind.
“I want you to lay on the ground,” I say with my newfound confidence.
He grins, eager to comply with my demands. I’m not sure what’s going through his mind right now, but if I could guess, it might have something to do with me on top. I may be a virgin, but I’ve heard all about the dreamy eyed men who fantasizes about such things. Unfortunately for him, that’s not what I’m planning on doing right now. I grin in return, and for a fraction for a second, I swear I saw fear on my mate’s face.
I’ve never gone down on a male before. The idea is totally foreign to me, but this is our Kea’Vah bonding ceremony and I only wish to drive him as wild as I am. I’m excited to tease his body, testing his limits of control and plunge him into insanity.