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Waylen takes my phone in his large, rough hands and spends time looking through all my communications. His tusks elongate and his eyes darken. “This male named Lucas Denton wants you as his pleasure mate?”
I let out a snort of disgust. “No he doesn’t. What are you talking about? He just wants to meet for coffee, but it’s not happening. Just coffee and talking, that’s all. Nothing serious.”
“He wants to pleasure mate. Why else would he want to meet with you?”
I take a sip of Traq. “My scintillating conversation?”
He stares at me.
“My winsome smiles?”
He shakes his head and continues through my texts. “There are many males who are begging to talk with you and offering to take you out for drinks or food in order to initiate pleasure mating. You never respond to any of them?”
“I am the master of ghosting.”
“How do they get your personal tablet code in the first place?”
“My phone number? My roommate keeps giving it away to guys she thinks I might like. It’s a silly waste of time.”
“This ends now. Your friend must be alerted to your new mating status. Tell her you are now Posey Tusk, the mate of Waylen Tusk.” He tosses back my phone and leans forward in his chair. Demon jumps off his lap. “And yes, all of thatwasa waste of your time. You are mine and you always were mine.”
“Always yours? What are you talking about?”
“You came to me a virgin because you were waiting for me.”
I frown. “I didn’t wait on purpose to have sex; it was just that no one interested me until…”
“Until you scented me and hungered for me like no other?”
My cheeks suddenly feel hot. “Possibly. And what does it matter? You obviously weren’t a virgin. That wasn’t your first time last night. You didn’t wait forme.”
“I was practicing so that when we met, I’d be ready to teach you pleasure.”
I roll my eyes. His arrogance is at a scale never before seen in recorded history.
He reaches forward and pulls me into onto his lap, then he proceeds to lick my neck. My traitor body instantly heats up, ready for him to take me upstairs, toss me on the bed and fuck me yet again. “You are unlike any other,” he growls. “All the rest are forgotten. They were pretenders. Only my hot human female will do.”
Well, shoot, I love it when he talks like that.
He scoops me up in his arms and carries me back upstairs to our mating bed for yet another round of screaming, sweaty Voltare mating heat.
And we basically end up spending the whole day in bed.
6
Waylen
Males on my planet often recount stories of heat with a female and how the mating bed led to life-long love. Mated pairs on Voltare have a high success rate, but I always thought strangers becoming instant lovers were tales told to younger males to make their eventual domestic enslavement somehow palatable. Now that I am in the same situation, I realize the truth of their statements.
Pleasure mating was nothing compared to lovemaking and breeding with my new mate, Posey Tusk. Her hot channel was made to take my cock. Her gorgeous body seems crafted solely for my pleasure. I am instantly addicted and pleased that I am blessed to have this female as my own for the rest of my lifespan.
I have taken her so many times, in so many positions and locations in this domicile, I’ve had to take a break for the both of us. My shaft is raw and she is swollen. Today I am determined to only use my mouth to pleasure her. She’ll while whine and beg for cock as usual, but I will remain strong because we need to heal before we pick up again where we left off.
The last four days have been spent in bed with my human. This is more than budding friendship and beyond simple lust. We’re often naked, sweaty and entwined in the mating bed, leaving only to care for her odd Earth cat, to eat from the food dispenser and use the cleansing unit. Sleep eludes me if I don’t have her scent in my lungs.
I wake up hard and slide inside of her addictive wet channel first thing each morning, loving her gasp of pleasure before she fully awakens, and I cover her lips with mine. The sight of my seed leaking from her well-filled channel causes my chest to swell with pride. When she eats, I watch intently, assuring myself my female receives adequate nutrition from the foods she programs from the dispenser she so loves.
My female soothes the worst of my heat and already the discomfort in my body is beginning to fade and my mind is sharp with a new purpose. My new mate.
