Kayla's Revenge | By : ZenRose Category: M through R > Predator Views: 7710 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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(Mi’tra and Kuja’s Ship)
Shra’van sat at the helm of the ship for
most of the night. He didn’t want to take any chances and waste precious time,
since his entire species was searching for Ta'noj.
He shook his head with annoyance and
fatigue when he heard Jasmine scream at the top of her lungs for the fourth
time that night.
Shra’van had watched her during the evening
meal. She reminded him of Ta’noj, when he was younger, so full of questions and
had such innocence. Jasmine had tried to stop starring at Lo’kesh during the
meal, to no avail. As he made slight adjustments to the instruments laid out
before him, Shra’van wondered how she would react when she saw his father and
the older Yautjas. He imagined her fainting if they roared at her. Shra’van
chuckled at the thought.
“What is so funny?” Ta’noj questioned as
he entered the room. Shra’van turned around to see him standing in the doorway
with a plate of food in his hands.
“Who is having a pup, you or her?”
“There is some raw meat for her here
somewhere,” Ta’noj chuckled. He sat the plate down on a nearby surface.
“If you continue to mate with her in such
a fashion you will not only kill her, but you will have nothing left for your
first mate.”
“Do you think Kavi’ta will be upset?”
Ta’noj leaned back and sighed at the thought.
Shra’van nodded his head. "You did
not receive her permission."
Ta'noj rapidly changed the subject. “What
have you found out about Mother’s death?”
Shra’van saw his brother's posture
stiffen. He looked down to see Ta’noj's had balled up his fists. “Nothing
yet.”
“Do you believe the elders will brand me
as a bad blood and attempt to kill me?”
Shra’van observed the nonchalant tone in
his question. “Brother, you are already considered possibly one of the worst
bad bloods our species has ever had to contain.” He leaned forward in his chair
and stared at Ta’noj, who didn’t seem fazed by his new status. Shra'van
continued as he tried to hide his disappointment. "You have killed hundreds
of our species because of your anger. Yautjas tell their pups horrific stories
of you to scare them into acting right. I cannot count how many times I have
overheard a pup saying they thought Ta'noj was under their bed."
“Well,” Ta’noj sighed. “I have always
wanted to have a prominent status among the Yautjas. Bad blood it is.” He
thought for a moment. "I never meant to scare children."
“I have no idea how they will react when
they see you,” Shra’van admitted. "Do you have a plan in mind?”
“I cannot say,” Ta'noj stammered. He
stood up and grabbed his plate. "If by chance I never return, take care of
my family.”
“And Jasmine?” Shra’van questioned.
“She is the one person I will never fail.
I promised her that. Wherever I go, she will go with me.”
Ta’noj considered his fate as he walked
back to his quarters. He stopped in front of the entrance, but instead of going
in, he went to the observation room. Ta’noj sighed heavily as he sat down in
front of the communicator and contacted Su'ram's vessel.
“What is it?” Su’ram growled in annoyance
at the unexpected hail. He tilted his head to the side. “Ta’noj? Is something
wrong?”
“No,” He watched his brother as he got up
from his bed. The computer screen flickered a bit, and Su’ram came back into
view.
“Su’ram, it is likely that I will die.”
“Do not talk like this, Brother,” Su’ram
spoke softly. “You know we will all come to your aide and fight with you no
matter what.”
“I know, and I am grateful, but it is not
your fight,” he paused for a moment. “Kavi’ta will be well taken care of. She
is Yautja. But if anything happens to me, I wish for you to take Jasmine as a
mate.”
Su’ram laughed a moment before looking
back at Ta’noj. “Hell no.” Without allowing Ta’noj to respond, he cut off the
communicator. Ta’noj immediately called him back and growled angrily. “Look
Ta'noj, there is far too much pussy for me on Father’s ship. I am not going to
weigh myself down with a mate.” He cut the communicator off again. Ta’noj
laughed before going back to his room.
Jasmine had grown tired of waiting for
Ta'noj and went to look for him. She checked the kitchen first and didn’t see
him, but it didn’t stop her from grabbing a piece of meat she labeled as jerky.
Next, she tried the control room. “Oh sorry, I was looking for Ta’noj.” She stated
when recognizing Shra'van in the pilot's seat.
“Jasmine,” Shra’van nodded. “Please sit
and converse with me.” Jasmine sat slowly while watching him. With all that had
occurred, it was hard for her to really trust any of them. Shra’van noticed the
hesitation in her body movements. She shifted in her seat like his pups did
when they wanted to go play. He reached out his hand for her to shake.
Jasmine was confused at first, wondering
if it was a joke. He sighed and waited for her to shake his hand. Slowly, she
extended her hand and shook his. He grunted when she started to smile. His
large hand covered hers completely. “Do not try to shake anyone else’s hand,”
he warned her. “It is considered a friendly challenge to fight.” Jasmine nodded
as she stared at his eyes. They were softer this time, more like his other
brother. “You have many questions?”
“Are you willing to answer them?” she
leaned back in her seat and sat cross legged. Shra’van was curious about what
she wanted to know so he nodded at her to continue.
Ta’noj smiled to himself as he watched
his brother patiently answer Jasmine's questions. He knew as inquisitive as his
second mate was, they would be up all night. He returned to their room, being
careful to not disturb them.
“Are you serious?” she laughed in
disbelief. “Up to five mates? Do you really think Ta’noj would take on so
many?”
“He is too enthralled with you to look at
any other females,” he sighed. He thought Jasmine's curiosity would be
satisfied after an hour. She was still wide wake after three hours of
questioning. He was surprised to see her stand up and stretch at last.
“So you are going to give my food
replicating idea some thought?” she walked to the door, and Shra’van stood up.
“Umm, sure,” Shra’van chuckled as he
wondered how advanced she thought their species was.
Jasmine gave him a serious look. “Do you
think they will kill Ta’noj? He was just
in so much pain. He’s not a bad person.” She thought of the term and corrected
herself. “Bad blood.”
“I know he is not bad,” Shra’van shook
her shoulder. “No one will kill my little brother.”
Jasmine smiled at him. “You have very
sincere eyes,” Jasmine noted. “They are beautiful.”
“So are yours,” he touched her face
softly before she walked away.
With the three ships taking different routes
to Shra’van’s ship, they managed to remain safe. Though there were other clans
in the area, they didn’t know which ship Ta’noj was on. But they did know
Shra’van was on one of them. Any hunter could die instantly in the hands of a
leader, and no one would question it.
Shra’van walked into the meal area to see
Jasmine eating as if she was starving. She looked up at him and nodded. “My
mates do the same thing,” he laughed. “The baby is growing.”
“I feel like a pig,” Jasmine admitted.
Shra’van had to think about the word for a moment. He finally remembered it was
one of the animals his father used to bring back for his mother to eat.
He reached out his hand. “Come with me,
there is something I wish for you to see.” Jasmine stood up to follow him but
turned back around to grab more meat first.
“Where is Kuja?” she looked around. Today
was unusually quiet. Since Z’as-hil had been on the ship, there had been
nothing but snarling and growling from Kuja. When Jasmine looked at her, she
looked almost evil. Although she tried to soften her look, Jasmine could tell
she was in pain. “It's really quiet. She didn’t kill Z’as-hil did she?”
“Almost,” Shra’van grunted. “He is being
patched up now. He still wants her.”
When they walked into the control room,
Jasmine covered her mouth and gasped.
“Oh my God,” she screamed. “It’s huge!”
She walked closer to the window and stared at Shra’van’s ship. “This is the
mother ship?”
“Um, it is not my mother’s ship, it is
mine,” he tilted his head to the side. She watched several ships skillfully
maneuvering into a small opening in the enormous ship. “Those are my brothers.
The ones you met some days ago. They are docking.”
“Oh,” she nodded. Jasmine watched
Shra'van's hands fly over the controls as their own ship approached the larger
vessel. He suddenly closed the panels on the portals and turned around to
regard her gravely.
“Are you prepared to meet more of our
siblings?”
“No,” she smiled. Shra’van chuckled and
returned his attention to the controls. Jasmine left Shra'van to his work and
immediately went to find Ta’noj. He was in their room, placing his things into
a sac. He looked at her, his eyes filled with concern.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” he purred softly as he nuzzled
her neck. Just then, the room shook softly with a loud thump. Jasmine held onto
Ta’noj to steady herself as she felt their ship docking.
Shra’van disembarked first with Kuja.
Poor Z’as-hil limped off afterwards, causing those in the docking bay to laugh.
They were quickly silenced when they saw Ta’noj, but they began whispering
furiously when Jasmine walked from behind him and came into view. Su’tara, who
had been waiting patiently for their docking, walked over to Ta’noj. She was
about to hug him, but realized she was holding her little boy. She regarded
Jasmine thoughtfully and handed her the baby before hugging Ta’noj.
Jasmine looked at the baby in her arms,
and he stared back at her. Shra’van watched her as she snuggled the baby in her
arms. Playfully, she ran her fingers over his face, and he purred at her.
“Get settled and reacquainted with your
family, then we will talk.” Su’tara stood back and shook his shoulder before
walking away. Jasmine was about to say something, but looked at the little boy
and smiled again.
Kavi'ta rushed forward with her arms
extended. “Ta’noj,” Kavi’ta purred softly, her eyes moist as she held him
tightly. Jasmine watched as their mandibles locked together, and he caressed
her face while making a sound somewhere between a growl and a purr. Finally,
Ta'noj broke the embrace to walk swiftly to his children and took each one into
his arms. They all held onto him tightly, except his oldest son. Jasmine bit
her lip before breaking into a wide smile.
Kuja stood next to Jasmine. “Are you
alright?” she whispered.
Jasmine nodded her head. Her smile faded
when Kavi’ta finally noticed her and stared at her openly. “Ta’noj, who is
this?”
He playfully nipped at his daughter's
hands before walking back over to Jasmine and Kavi’ta. “She is my second mate,
Jasmine.”
“Here it comes,” Su’ram grunted. Mordecai
shoved his ribs softly. Kayla’s other two sons had just returned from a hunt
and had no clue what was going on.
“Second mate?” Kavi’ta looked at him as
if he had gone mad. “You had time to find another mate and yet did not consult
me about the decision?” She looked at Jasmine’s protruding stomach. “Is she
having your child?”
Jasmine could not understand the words,
but she could tell the female was enraged. She hissed and snarled at Ta’noj as
she pointed at Jasmine. “I am not sharing my bed with her! You did not ask my
permission, so end it!” She roared angrily in Jasmine’s direction before
storming off. Ta’noj sighed heavily and followed her. Kuja rubbed Jasmine’s
back sympathetically.
“Can you take me home now?” she looked
over at Kuja. Jasmine suddenly felt like everyone was staring at her.
“This is your home now, Jasmine,” Kuja
gave her an understanding look when she noticed how upset Jasmine was.
“I think I left something on board your
ship,” Jasmine’s eyes started to water as she handed Kuja the baby. “Excuse
me.” She quickly walked back onto the ship and into her room. When the doors
closed, she flung herself onto the bed and started to cry.
Lo'kesh nodded in approval as he went up
to Kuja and took his baby. “Ja’vai never reaches out to anyone,” he said aloud
as he looked in the direction his son was reaching for. He wanted Jasmine.
Su’tara walked over and trilled softly.
“Oh, he wants his new aunt,” she looked
at Lo’kesh and he growled softly near her ear. That’s what he loved the most
about Su’tara. She was so accepting of others.
“Wow, her eyes are just like Kavi’ta’s,” Tar’un noted.
“You
noticed that too?” Pa’naka nodded. Su’ram walked over and patted both of his
younger brother’s shoulders.
“You two, tell me about your hunt over a
bowl of ice-cream.” They nodded and walked away.
Shra’van walked up to Kuja. “Should I go talk to her?” Kuja
looked at her brother.
“Allow me,” Wa’jeeh nodded at both of
them. He didn’t give them time to object, as he walked onto Mi’tra and Kuja’s
ship.
Jasmine's head was spinning as she
remembered all the unfamiliar faces that had been regarding at her. She leaned
back on the bed and tried to control her tears. She suddenly missed home as
never before. Remembering the little baby in her arms, she subconsciously
rubbed her stomach, wondering if her child would look like him or Kuja.
Ta’noj's other sister actually scared her a bit. Jasmine had observed how her
piercing golden eyes gave her a quick once-over before handing her the baby.
“I’m just being paranoid,” she tried to rationalize. She shook her head in
disbelief. “And they expect me to live here?” She jumped when the buzzing of
the com startled her from her thoughts. She didn’t bother to answer it, because
she just wanted to be left alone. If only she could close her eyes and simply
wish herself home. The continuous buzzing reminded her that it wasn’t going to
happen.
“You can leave, I’m fine,” she yelled to
whoever was on the other side of the door.
“You are not fine,” Wa’jeeh sighed as he
walked in after somehow managing to unlock the door. Jasmine jumped and stared
at him. He stopped and stared at her for a moment before explaining. “I am good
with ship technology. My mother called it picking a lock.” He walked closer to
her with a large bowl in his hands. “There is not a door on any ship that can
keep me out.”
Wa’jeeh sat next to her and turned his
body in her direction. “I am Wa’jeeh, Ta’noj’s youngest brother.” He thought
for a moment. “Well, the youngest offspring of our mother and father. Ta’noj
has many younger half siblings.”
“It's nice to meet you, but I'm not
really in a talkative mood right now," Jasmine spoke slowly. She was
amazed at how well his English sounded.
He sat the bowl in-between them and
handed her a spoon. “It will make you smile,” he nudged her with the spoon
until she took it.
“I can’t really taste anything,” she
admitted as she held up her head to show the plugs in her nose. Wa’jeeh walked
out of the room and came back a moment later with a mask in his hand. Jasmine
noticed it was the same thing Mi’tra used on her planet. She looked around when
she heard a loud hissing noise. He immediately took a deep breath from his mask
before setting it aside. “Take out the nose plugs.” Jasmine struggled for a
moment to comply. She was afraid to breathe when she thought about what had
happened in the medical lab. “Breathe!” he urged. She took in a deep breath and
nodded.
Wa'jeeh identified the fruit that he
began to cut into the ice-cream. Jasmine smiled through her tears and nodded as
she ate. “See, it is working already.” She shivered softly from the cold and
the wonderful taste.
They sat in silence and shared the cold
treat from the same bowl. Wa’jeeh hummed softly as he remembered doing the same
thing with Kuja and his other sisters.
“I don’t think Ta’noj's mate likes me,”
Jasmine spoke softly. “Maybe I should sleep here.”
“No one sleeps on a ship, if they do not
have to,” he chuckled. “Besides, it can be very noisy here in the docking bay.
I will escort you to some temporary quarters until everything is settled with
Ta’noj.”
“You’re very nice,” she smiled. He looked
almost identical to Ta’noj, except he was on the pudgy side and slightly
shorter. “Where are your other sisters?”
“Some are on my father’s ship, and others
have mates in different clans.”
“There’s another ship this big!” Jasmine
looked shocked.
“Many,” he laughed. He stood up and
reached out his hand. “Come on, I will show you what real living quarters look
like. Put your plugs back in, I do not wish for you to die.” When they walked
off the ship everyone was gone except a few Yautjas that were doing some repair
work. They stopped and stared at her. Wa’jeeh explained that the only human to
be on the ship besides Alexa, was his mother. Jasmine understood now why
Shra’van thought she would be more comfortable on his ship. Their was another
human female, and she couldn’t wait to meet her.
Wa’jeeh showed her the different living
areas, from the young hunters' quarters to the family quarters. She gasped when
she walked into the last room. “This is Shra’van’s quarters,” Wa’jeeh explained
“It is his ship, so his is the largest.” Jasmine felt the cool walls and the
smooth marble-like floor. When she heard a soft growl, she looked up to find
Shra’van looking down at her. Jasmine stood up and looked at him with a slight
air of embarrassment.
“Are you feeling my floors?” Wa’jeeh
laughed as he told him about their trip to the different quarters. Shra’van
pulled out the chair next to her and nodded towards it. “Send for a plate of
meat, Wa'jeeh” Shra’van said. “She is pregnant and, the baby cannot survive on
sweets.” He looked down at Jasmine and sighed.
Jasmine didn’t look at him when she
spoke. “Your sigh tells me the situation is not good between Kavi’ta and
Ta’noj.”
Shra’van sat down across from her and
looked at her puffy eyes. “No it is not. Tonight you will stay with my family…”
“Who do I have to sleep with,” she
blurted.
Shra’van realized she was serious and
laughed. “You will sleep alone in your own room. Though, during your stay in
our quarters, my curious little daughter may talk you to death. Her English is
very good. You will understand her easily. The others are not nearly as curious
and will likely leave you alone.” Shra’van raised her head and noticed the plugs.
“You will see the doctor in the morning.”
“Shra’van!” Ta’noj roared as he buzzed
the com and banged on the door. Jasmine stood up and before she could ask,
Shra’van placed his hand on her shoulder.
“He is upset with me,” he chuckled.
Ta’noj stormed inside and roared at him, completely ignoring Jasmine.
“Why in the hell do you have guards
following me? You think I will kill someone on your ship?”
“Of course not,” Shra’van tried to shake
his shoulder, but Ta’noj moved away. “I want to make sure you and your family
stay safe. Someone will be with Jasmine at all times as well.”
“You perhaps?" Ta'noj snarled.
“Watch your tone boy,” Shra’van hissed in
Yautja. Jasmine watched as their eyes darkened and they glared at each other.
She was surprised to note that Ta’noj's locks began to vibrate. She didn’t
understand why, but she knew it couldn’t be good. The tension was far too great
for her.
“Ta’noj,” Jasmine snapped at him. He
angrily turned and looked at her. “Let your brother protect you, even if we all
know you don't need it.”
“Damn right I don’t,” he growled as he
looked at his brother.
“I don’t have any siblings,” she spoke
softly. “But if I did, I would love for them to protect me and vise versa.”
Ta’noj closed his eyes and sighed.
Finally, he opened them and stepped closer to Shra’van without his previous
anger. “Thank you.”
“You are welcome,” Shra’van growled. He
looked over at Jasmine and nodded.
Ta’noj walked closer to Jasmine, but she
backed away before looking up at him.
“I had to speak with Kavi’ta,” he tried
to explain, knowing she was upset over it.
“Well, go be with your family Ta’noj,”
Jasmine crossed her arms. “Shra’van invited me to stay here, but I should tell
you both I want to go home.”
“Kuja told you it was not possible!”
Shra’van barked at her. “This is your home. Get used to it.”
“Never!” she snapped back. Shra’van
stepped closer to her.
“It is my aggressive pup,” Ta’noj
grunted. He grabbed Jasmine by the waist and groaned softly. She wanted to stay
mad at him, but she knew that look. He wanted her, and she enjoyed the feel of
his muscled body against hers so much, she couldn’t say no. Jasmine closed her
eyes as he purred softly and stroked his cheek with hers.
“Please stop,” Jasmine whispered. “Your
brother is watching.” When Jasmine opened her eyes, Shra’van was gone.
“Kavi’ta is very upset,” he tried to
explain. “But give her a few days, and she will calm.”
“I understood her expression, some things
are universal,” Jasmine mumbled. “Go be with your family.”
“I am with my family,” he touched her
stomach and purred. Jasmine smiled when she felt the baby move.
Minutes later, Ta'noj led Jasmine into
the dining area where Shra'van's mate Em'mi sat with one of her daughters.
“Ta’noj,” Em’mi gasped as she sat the
little girl down and stood. Ta’noj trilled softly when Em’mi hugged him
tightly. The little girl stared at Jasmine.
“Are you completely ooman like
Grandmother?” she questioned. Jasmine nodded her head.
“Are you having a baby?”
“Aa’hana,” Em’mi sighed as she pulled her
daughter away. She looked at Jasmine and smiled. “Please excuse my inquisitive
daughter. I am Em’mi, Shra’van’s mate.”
“Is this Uncle?” Aa’hana trilled softly
as she wrapped her arms around his leg. Ta’noj's face softened as the little
girl stared at him. He bent down and touched her face softly.
“This is your Uncle Ta’noj, Aa’hana,”
Em’mi spoke softly.
“You do not look bad,” she shook her head
in disbelief before touching his face.
“I am not,” he bowed his head towards
her. He stared into her green eyes until she smiled at him. He smiled in return
before picking her up. “You are beautiful, Aa’hana.” He noticed, that unlike
his children with Kavi’ta, Shra’van’s sons looked completely Yautja and the
females looked like Em’mi. Shra'van's
children with Pu’sha looked completely Yautja, including the females. Aa’hana
looked like Em’mi, except she had Shra’van’s eyes.
“Shra’van informed me you will be staying
with us,” she took the plate of meat and rubbed Jasmine's back softly. “Come
with me Jasmine. I will show you to your room.” She turned to look at Ta’noj.
“Your brother is waiting for you in the hall with Ga’gan and Wa’jeeh.”
(Sh’lok’s Ship)
“Ba’naj!” Maha’vin roared.
He turned and growled at him, “What!”
“I called your name three times! The
meeting is about to begin.”
Ba’naj nodded, completely forgetting
about the bi-monthly counsel meeting. This time Sa’tesh was attending along
with a few others. When he walked into the room with Maha’vin, he nodded at the
impatient faces.
“Now that we are all here,” Sh’lok said
in annoyance. “It has come to my attention that the Jafren are watching
Shra’van’s ship.”
“Why?” Ba’naj growled.
“We do not know,” Sa’tesh sighed. “And
they are blocking out all communication. It will be several more months until
we reach them. Shra’van has wasted no time in upgrading his ship, and it has
put him farther out in the quadrant in a shorter amount of time. He reached
Kuja and Mi’tra in no time, but he also alerted all those who are after Ta'noj.
“It gets worse,” Sa’dar nodded. “They may
suffer a heavy attack before we are able to reach them. The last communication
we received stated they had Ta’noj and his second mate were on board.”
“Second mate?” Ya’sha growled angrily.
“How does my daughter feel about this?”
“She did not know,” Sa’dar sighed. “Her
name is Jasmine, and she is an ooman.”
Ba’naj looked up from his tablet and
shook his head. “I am not surprised,” he mumbled as he looked back down. “He
was always his mother’s son.” Sh’lok growled angrily, but Ba’naj ignored
him.
Ba'naj searched through the old messages
on his tablet and stumbled across several encrypted messages from Kayla. When
he opened them, he grunted with pain and looked them over. He couldn’t believe
he had kept these messages from Kayla for all these years. He used to send
messages to her tablet, when they were in meetings together.
(Flashback)
Ba’naj leaned back in his chair as Ya’sha
complained about the poorly trained warriors that Sa’dar was producing. He
looked down at his tablet and noticed a message was waiting for him.
“You look as bored as I feel.”
Ba’naj looked across to see Kayla glance
at him before looking at Ya’sha. “I need to be somewhere else,” he typed
back.
“Where do you need to be?”
He grunted, noticing she underlined the
word need.
“So you think Ya’sha is correct?” Sa’dar
growled at his brother.
“No,” he mumbled as he typed back to
Kayla. “Ya’sha, leave my brother alone.” He leaned back and sighed as he waited
for Kayla’s reaction. “I need
to be in-between your legs and deep inside your pussy.”
“I see nothing funny Kayla,” Sa’dar
growled.
“I am sorry,” she said softly as she
tried to remove the smirk from her face. Ba’naj watched Kayla busy herself with
her tablet. “See, now your brother is upset with me, though his training is
lacking.”
“Yes I know, but he is my brother. I must
protect him and that includes his feelings. Now back to your pussy.” Ba’naj patted his brother on the back.
“Can you please refrain from talking
about my pussy during the meeting?”
“I can not help it.” Ba’naj looked up from his tablet and
nodded at something Ya’sha was saying before he went back to typing. “I
still can not get out of my head the way you sat on my dick yesterday. Forgive
me for leaving marks on your hips as I came inside you.”
Sh’lok looked over at Kayla and groaned
softly. Ba’naj watched as Sh’lok nipped on Kayla’s neck. He started to type
again. “Tell him to stay away from my pussy.” He watch as Kayla
coughed and added a little distance from her and Sh’lok.
“Better?”
“No, a little more.” Ba’naj looked over at his brother as
Kayla scooted away from Sh’lok. “That is better, thank you.”
“You know it is all show. Sh’lok and I
rarely mate with one another.”
“The reason being is, if he stuck his
dick in you he could tell I have been there. You know I am bigger and better.”
He watched Kayla bite her lip. “I will
not talk about the size of my mate nor his performance, with you.”
“May I fuck you from behind today? I want to
grip on your ass and watch it shake as I pound your pussy.” Ba’naj tried not to laugh as he noticed
her strong scent from across the room. He continued to tease her. “You can
reach underneath and feel my dick sliding in and out of you if you like.” Ba’naj
glanced over to see her shift in her seat. “Your pussy is getting wet as you
think about it. Spread open your legs Kayla so everyone can smell what I do to
you.”
“No!”
“When was the last time you mated?”
Maha’vin joked. “Kayla, are you in heat?”
“Would you believe me if I said no?” she
joked back. Sh’lok pulled her seat closer and growled near her ear. Kayla
looked down at her tablet as she crossed her legs.
“Move your seat, now. Do not make me
punish you.”
“Punish me how?”
Ba’naj thought for a moment. “By
pushing my dick deep into you and leaving it there. I will hold you down so you
could not thrust against me. Then I would make you cry from pleasure as I
slowly remove myself from your wonderful tight opening.” He grunted when he
heard Kayla let out a soft gasp. “Ask Sh’lok for permission right now so I
can reach over this table and fuck you senseless in front of everyone.” Ba’naj
couldn’t help himself any longer and let out a chuckle as Kayla gripped her
seat for dear life.
Sh’lok stood up. “Please forgive me, but
I have to go please my mate.”
“No,” Kayla stood up. “Please stay. I must
be going. Umm to solve your problem, Ya’sha move your training class to the
evening and that way you do not have to see Sa’dar train. Please excuse me.”
She nodded to them and left.
“What kind of damn solution is that?”
Maha’vin barked. Females in heat do not think clearly.”
Ba’naj looked down at his tablet. “Bastard.”
“I do not care what you call me, just
have your dress off and your ass in the air by the time I walk in. Prepare
yourself for me. The first thing I wish to see is your glistening pussy when I
enter the room. Today Kayla, I just want to relentlessly fuck you.”
“Did you hear that?” Sa’dar looked at
everyone. “Did I hear Kayla moan?” Ba’naj laughed as he encrypted the message
and turned off his tablet.
Ba’naj grunted as he looked at the message
once more. It was times like that when he missed Kayla the most. He
sighed before standing up. Sa’tesh looked over at him. “I am sorry, I can not
stay.”
“This is a serious mater,” Sa’tesh
growled angrily.
“The Jafren will protect Shra’van,”
Ba’naj mumbled.
“Why are you so certain?” Sh’lok
questioned.
“They have been supplying him with
technology since Kayla’s death! Do you really think they will allow something
to happen now?” He nodded to everyone before leaving.
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