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“This is Stubbin’s mate, Jantela. She is new to our ranch and recently gave birth to their first foal.”
Mica squeals with delight at the sight of the small white foal standing on tall, thin legs. She ends up spending hours in the barn with the riding beasts, working alongside the other ranch hands. I return later to pick her up for lunch. “Can I ride one?” she questions.
“Yes, of course. But not today because there is no time, but I can teach you how to ride Jantela starting tomorrow.”
“Sorry, sometimes I can be bossy,” she chuckles as we walk together to the barracks. “My siblings always said I was too much. I get an idea in my mind and want it to happen right away. Sort of how I decided to stay on the ranch. Or even how I left New Earth for Tarvos in the first place.”
“I don’t mind. It means you’ll be a decisive, fierce mate and highly protective of your offspring. Despite your lack of claws and flame you have a strength of will that keeps you alive. You ran away from your captors and survived for two diurnals in the wildlands, during a storm and with predators stalking you. You are amazing, Mica, and don’t forget it.”
Her eyes water. “That’s how you feel about me?”
“Yes.”
Then she’s taken to the barracks for lunch with all the men. We eat with them on a long table. The males are boisterous, trying to gain her attention. She laughs and joins in on their conversation.
“It really amazes me how clean and neat your feet remain, despite the fact that you’re living out here in the wildlands and never wear shoes.”
Burl chuckles. “Shoes? Is that the term you use for your human foot coverings?”
I don’t like the way they look at her. And I’m finding it difficult to get her alone.
“Burl, tell me more about yourself. Do you have a mate and offspring?”
I cut her food for her again and quietly admit that I am eager for her to have human food ingredients so we can instead eat lunches together at the main house. She agrees. My female enjoys her time with the other Hyrrokin who work on the ranch, but the food does not agree with her. I want to see her eating more because she is already tiny and fragile.
Afterwards she leaves to go back to the house to make a list of food to give to Burl. We meet again for dinner on the back porch, just the two of us, with food from the food dispenser in the barracks. Percut and a few other males asked to join us. “We’re eating alone,” I growl.
We finish our food and then sip on fire ale, gazing at the stars. It is very nice, finishing a long workday with Mica by my side.
“Tell me more about how you lived on the ranch during rainy season. What is it like?” she questions, allowing me to talk more about the subject I love the most, the ranch.
“I rode out rainy season with Burl and the other males in the barracks. Some of them left during that time to return to quarantine with family and friends for the month. Meanwhile, I remained on my property, instead of with my brothers and parents at our ancestral ranch because I had to care for my cattle and riding beasts that were sheltered in the barn. My older brother, Rake did the same on his section of property and our younger brother stayed with our parents. Some of the pyrotaurs herds chose to shelter in caves, but most of our animals were kept comfortable in the barn.”
This leads my female to tell me stories of her childhood, on New Earth. I learn about the types of animals on her planet and the land her family works. It sounds similar to our life in my own community. But most of all, I enjoy the sound of her voice and the glow of moonlight and the orange flicker of the fire pit against her gorgeous features. She lounges in the chair next to mine, not seeming to realize she’s the most beautiful creature I’ve ever encountered. She wears shorts, allowing my eyes to roam her perfect, thick legs. The top of her shoulders are delicate but the heft of her breasts under her shirt is enticing. The straight fall and movement of the human hair on her head, over the top of her shoulders is striking in the moonglow.
Finally, I see that she’s trying to hide a yawn.
“Time for bed,” I announce and walk her upstairs to her room.
She stops in front of her door and turns to face me. Her eyes flash with heat and that’s when she gets on her toes, grabs my shoulders and gives me a kiss.
My first kiss.
I blink with surprise because this is wholly unexpected.
She steps back, looking embarrassed. “Oh, did I do the wrong thing? I’m sorry if that wasn’t what you wanted.”
“Female,” I growl. “You can kiss me for as long as you like.”
Mica grins, then pushes me back against the wall and her soft hands are around my neck in moments. Her plush lips touch mine.
A growl of possession rumbles in my chest. I bend down to meet her kiss.
My arms go around her and I delve deep, locking my mouth with hers and letting her know all the passion and desire for her I’ve kept at bay. I want her to know with this one kiss how I will fuck her hard in bed, how I will satisfy her and how much I want to fill her with my seed.
Her curves feel amazing pressed against my chest. She’s so soft and perfect in my arms. My tongue slides in her mouth and her taste sends shock waves through my whole body. I’ve never kissed another female, and I am happy that I waited for this female to be my first. I want her to be my first in everything.
My cock is leaking in my trousers and I want nothing more than to sink inside of her. Our bedrooms are so close. I must stop this before I go too far. She has told me that she is not ready and I need to take this slow.
