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Waiting, because he knows I am done.
After another minute of hunting, I cannot find the breather. It is gone, and the pollen is in my lungs, in my nose, and my cock is painfully hard. I drop to my knees, unable to stand, and begin to rub at my groin, desperate to ease the ache there. I cannot think straight, my thoughts clouded. All I can think of is Kim, with her eager mouth on my skin, her breasts rubbing against my thigh as she looked up at me. My Kim, so beautiful…
I writhe on the ground, clawing at my trou. I need to be free. Need to pleasure myself. Need—
A shadow falls over me in the moonlight. I look up, and the bounty hunter Jamef is there, his red eye glittering bright in his otherwise darkened face. He lifts a weapon, and my cock pulses with the first spurt of release even as I bare my fangs to hiss at him.
“You leave me with no choice, friend,” Jamef says as he points his blaster at my head. “You—”
Another click.
Jamef goes silent and remains utterly still.
I come in my pants like a mewling cub and rub my hands against my straining cock, because the release has not helped me, only made things worse. “Do it,” I snarl. My poor Kim. Will she miss me?
“He’s not doing anything,” comes an overly sweet female voice. A familiar one.
Bethiah.
Through the haze of noli, I see the female bounty hunter standing next to Jamef. She has her blaster pressed to the side of his head, just below one of his horns, and as I watch, she pulls his weapon from his hand.
“Looks like you’ve got yourself a bit of a problem,” she calls to me. “You’d better go home to your little human Cheem and let her take care of that. I’ll handle this.”
I stagger to my feet, and the process takes longer than it should. My cock is a live wire in my pants, and my thoughts are slow, clouded with the drug and the constant arousal pouring through me. “You…get…information…”
“I know how to do my job, precious,” she purrs, and snaps her teeth at an irritated-looking Jamef. “I’ll contact you soon enough, once I get what I can out of this one.”
“You will get nothing out of me,” Jamef says coldly.
Bethiah just giggles, the sound one of pure, unhinged delight.
Good. Fine. I palm my cock again and stumble away. Let her handle this problem. I will pay her handsomely in my thanks for handling the situation. But for now, I must get home to Kim. I must get this noli off of my skin. I must ease this painful ache in my groin.
It is the longest drive back to my homestead, and when I finally pull the air-sled in front of my home, I do not feel a sense of relief, but one of dread. The noli is potent, racking my system, and I have come in my trou three times as the air-sled drove itself back, and each time felt less like relief. I need my mate.
But my mate is scared of me. She has been hurt in the past. I cannot go to her side and bury my face between her thighs like I want to, like I dream of. I must stay far away from her until I am under control again.
So I head to the barn instead. Perhaps I will get lucky and pass out from the exquisite agony of it all…but somehow I doubt it.
I think I am simply in for the longest night ever.
41
KIM
Apparently I can’t sleep without Nassakth next to me.
I wake up in the middle of the night, restless, my dreams full of unpleasant things. I’m alone in the big pizza-like bed, and for a moment, I curl my arms under the sleeves of his tunic and wait for him to come back to bed. Maybe he just got up to use the restroom and he’ll return, warm and snuggly, and I’ll push my face up against his mane and go back to sleep with his scent in my nose.
But five minutes pass. Then ten. Then more. And Nassakth doesn’t return.
Yawning, I get out of bed. It’s far too early for him to be making breakfast, so it must be something else. Maybe he can’t sleep? I check several rooms in the house, but no Nassakth. He’s not in the war room, either. Not anywhere.
I start to grow worried.
Surely he hasn’t left me? I glance outside, and see the air-sled parked out on the drive, so he’s still here unless he walked somewhere nearby. I move through the rooms again, opening doors and peering in dark corners. I even look in the basement med center, but there’s no Nassakth. He’s just not…anywhere.
I ignore the tinge of fear skittering through me. Something about this doesn’t make sense. Nassakth wouldn’t abandon me. Not after what we shared in the shower. I blush thinking about how good it was with him. Next time, I want to be brave and skip the cuffs. Just the thought of him with his big hands on me fills me with far more erotic excitement than I thought I’d ever feel again. I’ve gone from never wanting to be touched again to constantly thinking about “next time.” Today, we kept it purely innocent, but I had a lot of filthy thoughts.
