by K. A Knight
My Klan notices, of course, and we construct a plan to get us alone. Nul is going to meet with the enforcement team to ensure everything is secured from the Yarek ship and also deconstruct the new tech they found. Joss is heading to Vytal to speak to a scientist and see what is so urgent that they sent a call up to us. Cryk will convene with the kings to report everything that has ensued and pitch our new plan to protect Oxious and its inhabitants.
This isn’t the end of the threat, if they are turning our own people against us. They have a plan. The Yarek are back, and we need to stay alert. It’s why I hover in the sky above Lorenthis while the rest of the Klan are gone, under the net, to guarantee nothing can ruin Shiloh’s and my time together.
While she has spent the last week with her other mates, I have been researching. A good general and warrior always knows what he is up against and uses the enemies’ tactics against them. It is a similar situation here—I want to shock Shiloh, to show her just how much she means to me, so I have sat and watched countless human films depicting romance and how best to woo a woman. It was…informative, to say the least. Though I could not procure what they called a horse and carriage, I did manage to get the other things.
Stepping back, I take a look around my room, noting everything I have ready for her. Just then, a knock comes at my door, and I breathe deeply. I go into battles unafraid, but now, waiting for my mate to see what I have done for her, my heart is slamming in my chest. Gathering all my courage, I open my door, blocking the view so she can’t see behind me just yet. She smiles up at me, wearing a simple green dress that matches her eyes, and I can’t help but smile back. That’s what she does, softens me.
“Hey, big guy, the others are gone, they told me to come here, but I thought you might be sleeping. I know you’ve been so busy—”
I press my finger to her lips and lean down and capture them, kissing her solidly. She gasps into my mouth, moving closer and plastering her body against mine as her little hands reach out to grab my bare chest, her nails digging into my muscles, making me groan.
I rip myself away before I push her against the door and vekk her here. “I’ve missed you,” I murmur. Her eyes are wide, her mouth parted on a pant as she peers up at me.
“I’ve missed you too, why don’t you show me how much?” she purrs, making my cock jerk. Grunting, I grab her wandering hands and hold them before her.
“Soon, first I have something for you. Put this on.” I pass her the black scrap of fabric from my back pocket. Her eyebrows rise, but she pulls it on, wrapping it around her eyes and tying it behind her head. “Can you see anything?”
“Nope.” She grins, trusting me completely.
I wave my hand in front of her face to make sure and then stand straighter with satisfaction. Using her hands, I guide her into my room and kick the door shut behind her. I walk her to the middle of the floor and stop her before rounding her, and wrap my arms around her tiny waist, my heart thumping in fear. Please, vekk, let this be right. I want to be as romantic as the others.
“You can look,” I murmur, holding my breath as she reaches up with a giggle and removes the blindfold. I hear her gasp, and I swallow hard. “What do you think?” I ask nervously, looking around, trying to see it from her eyes.
The bed is covered in lyjik petals, the only thing similar to what they call rose petals I could find. I have coloured the walls red and suspended chains from the headboard, and in the corner is a leather device which I am not even sure what it does. There is an array of dildos on the other side with more flowers and what they call candles. There is a leather outfit waiting for her at the base of the bed alongside a long piece of leather Cryk informed me was a flogger.
These humans sure do have strange tastes in romance, but I watched one of their most popular films, fifty shades of a colour or something, as well as some by a man who named himself after a spark. Interesting people.
“Er, Trov?” she mutters, staring at me in confusion. “Why are we in a mix of sex dungeon crossed with…with a cheesy romance film?”
I deflate, vekk, I did it wrong. She takes in my expression and turns, cupping my cheeks. “It’s not bad, I’m just curious,” she assures me.
“I did research, this is what humans like,” I mumble, feeling embarrassed.
She laughs, and I pull away, but her tiny hands grip my cheeks harder, and I don’t want to hurt her so I stand still as she smiles at me softly. “Oh, Trov, if you want to know what I want—what this human wants—just ask. I can tell you all I want is you. In my arms, touching me, kissing me. That’s it. You don’t need to research what others want, just me. And all I want is you,” she tells me gently and grins. “I love that you went to so much trouble though, you are the sweetest.”
I perk up at that, and she laughs as she kisses me tenderly. “We can totally try some of those toys out though—”
Just then, a blaren sounds, no. No. Not vekking now!
I look at her with a pained expression, and she sighs, stepping back. “Go, it’s okay.” But it’s not, she’s disappointed and so am I.
Vekk.
I grab her and throw her over my shoulder, smacking her perky ass slightly as she gasps. “What are you doing?”
I race to the morfka with her in tow and head to the bridge. “Taking you with me. I can’t fight off a threat without my second in command, tiny warrior.”
“But—”
“Did you or did you not blow up two Yarek ships and rescue yourself?” I growl, and she laughs.
“I did.”
“Good, you are perfect for the job.” We reach the bridge, and I put her down in Cryk’s usual chair and get into mine, loading up the tablet to see what the blaren is going off for. “Vekking Yarek are persistent,” I grumble.
“It’s Yarek?” she inquires, voice high and worried.
Glancing up at her, I ignore the threat for a moment, they are six clicks out, we have time. “One ship, no stealth or leap, I just scanned for it.” She doesn’t look happy, in fact, she looks scared, and I hate that. I don’t want her to be scared. “They will never touch you again, mate, I swear it on everything I am as a Totiv, as a general, as your mate. Never. We will blow them out of existence before they even realise what is happening.” I turn back to the tablet and read the information pouring through. “It looks like it’s a scouting ship, that’s all. But if you are worried, I will call for another ship to intercept.”
“Y-You would do that for me?” she queries, tears filling her eyes.
“I would do anything for you,” I admit, and she beams. Standing, she steps over and plops herself in my lap, her eyes still misting, but she seems happier now.
“No, we got this, let’s kill those bastards.” She grins, and I grip her head, kissing her, my cock hard from her proximity and the upcoming battle. She groans into my mouth, wiggling in my lap until she can turn and face me, her legs spread on either side of my body as she straddles me. “You know what would make me feel better?” she purrs against my lips.
“What?” I rumble, gripping her hips and rubbing her across my bulge. She hesitates then, and I growl, “How about I vekk you while we destroy them?”
Not the romantic proposal I was aiming for, but this actually feels right. It feels like us.
Her eyes widen, her breath catching, and I groan at the excitement that lights up her eyes. “Tiny warrior, you are vekking perfect.”
“Won’t that distract—” She starts to speak, and I punish her by biting her lip.
“No one will ever distract me from you. I can kill them in my sleep. Let me make you come as we destroy them, watch you scream as they explode.” I groan.
She pants, her pussy rubbing back and forth across me. “Yes,” she moans.
Steering the ship with one hand, I raise our shields and ready our weapons as she rips up her dress and tosses it away, exposing her naked body to me. Her bare breasts beg for my mouth, especially when her tight nipples pucker in the cool air. Her pussy is bare, a
nd I lift her slightly to see it glistening with her cream. My girl likes the idea of me taking her in the heat of battle.
I ascend our ship through the atmosphere and above the net, hovering and waiting for them to come, ready to shoot them down. In the meantime, I lean forward and suck one of my mate’s nipples into my mouth. She groans, grips my hair, and pulls me closer, my name on her lips as I move between this one and the other, my hand tracing down to her pussy. “Wh-What about the ship?” she gasps.
Lifting my head, I make a quick decision. I pick her up and turn her around, pulling her back to my chest. “There, keep those eyes open and on lookout, I am trusting you,” I murmur, as I lick and suck her neck, cupping her wet pussy. She groans, pushing closer, her head falling back to my shoulder, even as her eyes stay locked on the window, waiting for the goulyg.
The blaren will sound when they get close, but I don’t let her know that as I flick her clit, making her jerk in my arms. I love how my mate responds to me, her tiny little curvy body all mine. To devour, to vekk, to mark.
“Trov, please,” she pleads, rubbing herself against my hand as I keep it still and let her push her clit against it.
“Please what?” I demand, wrapping my hand around her neck and squeezing until she gasps, my cock jerking at her pliant body.
“Vekk me, please,” she demands.
The use of our words has me ripping down my pants, palming my hard cock for a moment before I trace my hand back down her body to her pussy, then slipping two fingers inside her wet, pulsating heat. She groans again, her eyes closing slightly. “Open,” I snarl. “Or I stop.”
She whimpers but opens her eyes, her chest heaving as I vekk her with my fingers. Using quick, sure strokes, I have her crying out in no time, her pussy clamping around me in her release. I hear the blaren then, and I am done playing, I want to be inside her when I kill them, to feel her wet pussy constricting around my cock as they die.
I ready the weapons, my finger on the button as I lift her with one hand, holding her above my hard cock, rubbing my head back and forth to wet the mushroom tip. She shakes, trying to push down to impale herself on my length. “Wait,” I order, and she stills, her eyes locked on the window. “Watch, we will kill them, you will never fear them again. They mean so little, we fear them so little, that I can be vekking my mate at the same time. Watch, tiny warrior, as I destroy them for you and then take your pussy.”
We finally see the ship on the horizon, and still I wait, letting it draw closer as the blarens sound and Shiloh whimpers. “Please,” she implores, for their death or my cock, I’m not sure, but she won’t get either until I am ready.
They get closer and closer and Shiloh stiffens, I taste her fear. No mate of mine will ever fear scum like them again. I will ensure it. I wait until they are close enough to shoot, to see us destroy them. Grabbing her hand, I let her press the button, knowing she needs it. The beam fires from our ship, hitting theirs as she gasps. As they explode, I drop her down on my cock, burying myself in her pussy right to the hilt.
She screams, writhing on my lap as I drive into her, rough and hard, watching the flames and debris spinning from their explosion. I vekk her in the aftermath, the supernova of their demise only fuelling us on. “They will never get you,” I snarl, biting down on her shoulder like a wild animal. “You are ours!” I roar as I pinch her clit.
She screams my name this time, her pussy clinching me, taking me deeper than ever as I fight her tight channel, vekking her through it. She mewls, slumping against me. But I’m not done. She will know who she belongs to.
“Say it,” I demand, gripping her throat as I lift and drop her, faster and faster. Her breathing catches, her pussy fluttering in aftershocks as fresh wetness gushes from her channel.
“Yours, yours, yours,” she chants, gripping my hand around her throat to hold on as I take her, right here in the bridge during battle. Bottoming out in her pussy, I push myself in as far as I can as my balls draw up, ensuring the best chance to impregnate her. She will be with a youngling, she will bear us children, and I can’t wait to vekking see it. Her belly rounded with our seed, vekking her again and again through it.
I come with a roar, filling her with my release until it drips down to my hips. She whimpers, her pussy milking me dry as she comes again. When the final wave of release is through, I slump back, pulling her into my arms and kissing her head.
“You will never fear them, Shiloh, not again. Look what you did to them,” I praise. “You are stronger than you will ever know, and when you aren’t, when you are feeling weak, we will be here to support you. To protect you,” I vow.
She lifts her head and looks at me over her shoulder, her eyes filled with tears, her lips reddened from my kiss. “Thank you, I didn’t even know I needed that. But you did,” she whispers.
“I will always give you what you need, what you want, even when you don’t know how to ask,” I tell her, and kiss her softly. “I love you, tiny warrior, so much. In all the planets in the universe, I am so glad you came to ours. Without you, we wouldn’t be whole. Just a group of generals fighting with no purpose.”
“Trov—” She sighs.
“You are our purpose, Shiloh, our past, present, and future. Always.”
Forty-Five
Shiloh
Things are as normal as they can be when you’re mated to a Klan of alien generals. We eat together as a big happy family, we play together, and we fuck hard and often.
Standing in the bridge of our ship, I look back at my mates. I will never get used to this view, and I’m not just talking about the one of the universe spread before us. But of them. Right now, they are laughing, teasing Joss about him dressing up for me last night. I smile as I watch them, I can’t help it.
I never knew I was waiting my whole life for this, for a home. I thought I had one on Earth, but that was just a house, not a home. In this ship, drifting above an alien planet, this, this is home. With their laughter, their growling, and wandering hands, their soft whispers, and hard cocks. My future might not be what I always imagined it, but that doesn’t mean I’m not happy with the outcome. Sometimes the most unexpected things turn out to be the best.
And my Klan is the best, most unexpected thing to ever happen to me.
The road here wasn’t easy, and there were times I didn’t think I would make it out alive, but that only makes this so much sweeter. I have faced life without them, and I know I never want to face it again. Glancing back at the window, I watch a shooting star pass and feel them move, heading my way. Arms wrap around me from every angle, all of them touching me. I don’t know how they knew I needed them in this moment, to feel them, but like always, they knew before I did, and they came. Sighing, I lean back, unable to stop the smile on my face at the utter happiness flowing through me, the indescribable love surging through my veins.
This is my future, and I can’t wait to live every day of it.
I don’t know where our lives will take us, what’s waiting for us beyond those stars. The Yarek aren’t done with us yet, but one thing is for sure—we will hunt them down and destroy them for the rest of our lives. My generals and I are the protectors of this world and all the others.
Together, always.
I melt into their touch, at the eight hands and four mouths exploring my skin.
Klan Avuk.
My very own alien mates.
Who knew love could be so beautifully stolen?
A few days from now, we will go landside once more to attend the Vultana of our soon to be queen. Apparently, this is a once in a lifetime experience, and the kings insist on my Klan’s attendance.
An alarm blares for a second, and Trov glances down at his tablet, his face morphing into a snarl. “What is it?” I ask, distracted from the thoughts of our future.
Trov looks up at me with sadness in his eyes. My heart begins to race. “Tell me, Trov.”
He swallows hard. “Your Harvest sister, Harlow…”
“Yes
?” I encourage him to continue, even though I know the next words that will spill from his mouth.
“She’s the girl that’s gone missing.”
THE VEKKING END
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