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“I can show you, or I can just walk with you,” I say. I enjoy being in my mate’s presence, and if she wants me to be silent while we walk, I am more than happy to do that.
Kendra must appreciate my offer because she throws an arm around my waist and snuggles in close to me as we walk down the dirt paths of the tribe. I do not speak because she does not speak. If she has a question, I’m sure she’ll ask, but for now, we are just enjoying the evening air and each other’s company.
I have to walk much slower than I usually do since her legs are much smaller than mine, and her strides are not as long. I never noticed it before because I would pick her up and carry her places, but right now, she wants to walk, so we will walk, and I will learn how to walk extra slowly.
When we near the graveyard, my footsteps slow so much that I don’t realize I’ve stopped moving completely until Kendra’s looking up at me with confusion marring her face. I do not know why it affects me so badly since I never knew my mother before she passed, so I don’t have anyone I love laid to rest there. Despite that, I do not feel like it is a place I want to be.
“Are you okay?” Kendra moves to stand in front of me, my hand still clutching the back of her neck. I pull her close to my chest when she moves, and then she’s wiggling around in my arms so she doesn’t press her nose against my chest. “Xoth, what’s going on?”
“I would like to go another way,” I say as I release her. She narrows her eyes on me and looks back over to the small wooden fence that Erkoz’s father erected around the graveyard before he passed. “There is nothing but sadness there, and I do not wish to be sad when walking with my mate.”
Kendra looks over her shoulder again but nods slowly like she might understand what I am not telling her. “Do you want to talk about it?” She asks as she moves back to my side and starts walking back the way we came from. I place my hand back on her neck, where I enjoy holding her, and let her lead me around the tribe some more.
“There is not much for me to say,” I answer honestly. “My mother is there, but I did not know her. I was still a babe when she died, and my father was still young enough to think he would find another female in another tribe if he left.”
Kendra stumbles on her feet, and I reach down to brace her, but I see she stumbled because she is shocked by my words. “He just left you?”
I press my lips into a tight line because this is the sadness I want to avoid. I do not want her to feel sorry for me because my father left. Many of our fathers left, especially those young enough to still find a new female. “Well, yes. He and other males left when it became clear our females were dying. They could not take their young in case the other tribes questioned them.”
“What the fuck?” Kendra’s voice is soft, and I notice the words are not meant for me. “They left you? How many of them left their kids?”
I furrow my brow, confused by her question. “Most of them. Ralleth’s father stayed because he was the tribe’s leader. Erkoz’s father stayed because he was older, but all his brothers left. I believe Toron and Yril’s father stayed, but he was also older. There were enough that stayed to keep the young alive.”
“But they left you,” Kendra says the words slowly, her face red and her eyes hard. She is upset, and this is not what I wanted. I only wanted to avoid the sadness of being near our lost ones. “They left all of you to what? To die?”
“Maybe, but we did not.” I shrug, not wanting to dwell on the sadness or the hurt that still pierces my heart when I think of my father leaving me. He was younger than me when he left. Of course, he thought of himself. Even now, when holding my Kendra, I think of how to make myself feel better. I am sure that is how my father felt. My mother dying so suddenly and being left alone with a babe. He panicked, and he ran. I will not hold it against him because I was not in his position. I do know my young with Kendra will never be without their father. Even if I pass suddenly, they will have Erkoz. They will always have a father.
“What was life like on Earth?” I ask before Kendra can prod more about what happened in the tribe when things were so awful. I was old enough to remember the day they took Erkoz and many other young brothers out into the trees to thin the herd of young. I do not wish to talk about those times. They are only bad memories that do not matter since we are all still alive and well.
Kendra narrows her eyes on me again, but she relents on wanting to ask more questions and instead answers mine. “I lived with my sister and her husband, or mate, in a place with many people. They were only supposed to stay with me for a week or two, but that turned into months and then a year or two. They wanted to find a place to live where they could raise a kid of their own. Obviously, they couldn’t do that while living with me, or things would get kind of weird if a kid ever stumbled into my filming room.”
“You did not want young near you?” I try to keep the worry out of my voice. I never thought to ask Kendra if she wants young because the creatures that sent her to us sent her to be bred. I did not think she might not want that on her own. I am suddenly very glad we stumbled by the graveyard because what if she never spoke of this or if Erkoz and I never asked her about it?
Kendra must see the worry and concern on my face because she laughs at me before relieving the pain in my heart. “No, I love kids. Blake and Diane didn’t want to raise a kid in my apartment.”
“Why?”
Kendra blushes bright pink as she looks up at me. I grab her neck tighter, still her movements, and then drop to my knees so I can look into her eyes. “Why are you pink?” I lift her tunic, trail my fingers between her folds, and feel she is not abnormally wet, though I do not know how much slick is usually between her legs. I only know she was much slicker this morning when I brought her release. “You are not close to release, so why?”
She swats at my hand as I keep tracing my knuckles up and down her sex until I am content with how she is growing wetter at my touch. “Do you want to talk, or do you want to finger fuck me again?”
“I do not know what finger fucking is,” I say without looking away from where I am petting her. When she doesn’t respond immediately, I look up at her face to see her pink is still there, but now she looks at me like she is happy I am with her. Her smile is large and bright, and I wish to know what I have done for this reaction because I will do it often. Before I can ask, she places a small hand over my lips.
“Do you want me to talk, or do you want to fill me with your fingers?”
Oh, I realize now that I need to make a choice, and the choice is very unfortunate. I want to fill her with my fingers, always. My cock is begging me to do that, but I need to know more about my mate. I want to know more about her, but I wish she could tell me more about her while I was filling her. Erkoz would be able to tell me if it is possible to pleasure her while she talks, but he has left me to be with our mate alone. This means I must figure it all out on my own, and I know nothing about human females.
“Xoth will listen,” I sigh as the words leave my mouth. Kendra laughs at me, but I silence it quickly by falling to my rear and pulling her into my lap so I am not tempted to pet her more. I will hold her and let her tell me everything about Earth until I know everything about her, and then I will start working on filling her with my fingers until she can take no more. “When you finish, we will find Erkoz because I want to do things to our mate.”
Kendra relaxes in my arms and hums softly as she nuzzles closer to me. I know she is close to my chest, but she is not taking in deep breaths, and she does not seem to get more aroused. I think maybe my scent no longer affects her, but then she turns her face away from me and takes a deep breath as though she was not breathing before. She looks up at me, and I see that even that has not been enough to escape how her soul responds to my smells. Her eyes are dark, her face flushed, and she is wriggling in my arms, trying to get me to touch places I should not if I want to speak with her.
“Do not be like this now,” I say with annoyance. This is not her fault, so I am upset at the stupid smell I have that causes her to act this way. “I will take care of my mate, but first, she must tell me of her life on Earth.”
“Shouldn’t have sat like this,” Kendra’s hands knot in my tunic as she tries to pull me closer. I pull her fingers from it and then stand her back up. I cannot have her in my lap if she is only going to try to take me. “Please, Xoth, just touch me, and then I’ll tell you everything.”
“No, my female wanted to tell me things first, so she will tell me these things, and then I might touch her.” I try to stay stern in my words because I know my mate needs someone to take care of her right now and not give in to the temptations of taking her while she is aroused and so wet.
“It’s your fault,” Kendra whines as she wraps her arms around my neck and leans over so her neck hole falls, allowing me direct sight to her perfect tits. I keep my eyes on her face, refusing to look at her breasts even though I know she is trying to tempt me into touching her by showing them to me. I will be a strong male. “If you’re going to get me this worked up and not do anything about it, maybe I’ll find another male to put his fingers inside me.”
