Kayla's Revenge | By : ZenRose Category: M through R > Predator Views: 7710 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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(The Gro’thon-ious Ship)
Ta’noj nodded at his brother. “I thought
you wanted her for yourself,” he grunted. “It would show her that we are trying
to accommodate her needs.” Ta’noj thought about his mother and Su’tara. “I do
not think it would be wise to mate with her.”
“She is nothing like Mother,” Shra’van
explained when he noticed his little brother concern. “And if I do mate with
her, she is too far along in her pregnancy for something to happen to the baby.
I know about Su’tara being Kul’vir’s daughter. I found out many years ago.”
“Do you really think this will help her
mate with me again?”
“She does not understand us, and being we
are new to this particular situation, I cannot think of another way. Allow her
to be watched. Show her that it is not as taboo as she expects it to be.”
“She will not understand why I am giving
my brother permission to mate with her either,” Ta’noj stretched before
cracking his neck and knuckles. “Just do what you must, but I will not make it
a bet. It is insulting to whore out my mates. If you wish to mate with them,
that is different. Though I tried to explain this concept to Jasmine, I do not
think she completely understands.”
“You are calmer now Brother,” Shra’van
nodded. “I remember this Ta’noj. You meditate now?”
He grunted as he walked his brother to
the door. “Lo’kesh has helped me a lot.” Shra’van nodded before leaving.
Ta’noj walked in to see Jasmine massaging
Kavi’ta’s back. Kavi’ta looked over to Ta’noj and sighed. “She insists on
giving me a massage after I massaged her. Can you tell her I am not the one who
is having a child? It is more beneficial to her.”
Ta’noj purred softly when Jasmine looked
up at him and smiled. Ta’noj touched her back before lifting her up and
carrying her to bed. “Please, let me have you tonight Jasmine.” She looked over
at Kavi’ta, whom was slowly taking off her dress. “She does not care. While we
are mating she will probably fall asleep.”
“Because she’s not ready
to have a child?”
Jasmine questioned. She frowned for a moment, trying to think of the correct
term. “In heat, correct?” Ta’noj nodded as he nipped
her neck gently.
“I will smell Kavi’ta when she is ready
and another male will prepare her for me, and then I will take her,” he
explained as he laid her down gently. “You, I smell continuously and it makes
me want to attack you.” Jasmine shivered when Ta’noj slowly removed her towel.
He touched her stomach and purred. The baby started to kick playfully and he
nodded in approval.
“It all sounds so kinky,” Jasmine bit her
lip and tried to look away when Ta’noj took off his cloth. “Damn, give a girl a
rose and some wine first.” Ta’noj tilted his head to the side, not really
understanding the meaning of her rambling. He made a mental note to ask
Shra’van about wine and roses. “I’m not comfortable Ta’noj.” Jasmine looked
over when Kavi’ta laid down.
Kavi’ta looked at them and chuckled. She
could tell Ta’noj persistence was making Jasmine uncomfortable. Kavi’ta stifled
her laugh when Ta’noj barked at Jasmine in frustration. Jasmine pushed him off
as he attempted to open her legs. “Are you about to mate?”
“No,” Ta’noj sighed and he laid
in-between them. “She really has to get out of this frigid stage she is in.”
“Stop talking about me,” Jasmine smiled
as Ta’noj rubbed her back. He rolled over to hold Kavi’ta and told her about
Shra’van’s plan.
“Ooman’s are so much work,” Kavi’ta
sighed.
Kuja went to train the next day as usual.
When she walked up to her brothers they started to snicker. “Fuck off,” she
growled angrily. She rolled her eyes as Z’as-hil walked up to them.
“Hello Brothers,” Z’as-hil nodded.
Kuja walked up to Z’as-hil. “Stay away
from my family. My father’s ship is merely a month away for you if you take one
of Shra’van’s cruisers. It will do you some good to leave today.”
“I am not leaving until after our
ritual,” he announced.
“I came here to practice,” she walked
back over to her brother’s. “Who wish to fight me?”
Su’ram looked at Ad’vey and Mordecai. Ta’noj
watched his siblings as he taught the young warriors. “No one is willing to get
their ass kicked by you Kuja,” Pa’naka shook her shoulder. “When you are angry
with Z’as-hil we like to stay away from you.”
“You are better than Mother,” Ta’noj
nodded as he walked up to her. “Though she knew many different styles, your
anger can kill anyone. Go back to your quarters.” He looked over at Z’as-hil.
“Leave her alone until this so called ritual takes place.”
Z’as-hil nodded at Ta’noj before
challenging Mi’tra to a friendly fight.
“Their will be no ritual!” Kuja roared
before leaving. Ta’noj watched his little sister storm out of the room. She
glanced at Z’as-hil before roaring angrily at a male in passing.
“Shit, I am going to lose a dagger,”
Ta’noj grumbled as Kuja kicked the doors before leaving.
Lo’kesh observed with great interest as
Ta’noj patiently taught his class. He didn’t notice Shra’van sit next to him.
“Is he almost ready Lo’kesh?”
Lo’kesh nodded. “He has taken to
meditation very well. He is in a much calmer place.” Ta’noj roared angrily at
one of the males before smacking his head. “Most of the time,” Lo’kesh
corrected himself. “Though I do think that is just sexual
frustration.”
“So can Su’tara and I tell him now?”
“Give him a few more weeks,” he nodded
before walking away.
Kuja refused to talk to anyone for the
rest of the day. The next day her sister’s continuously called her, but she
refused to answer them. She paced in her quarters as she thought of Z’as-hil.
She was never attracted to any other Yautja but him and deep inside she knew he
was truly sorry. She shook her head no as she watched the day pass away. “He
will hurt me again,” she whispered to herself before taking a long hot shower.
Shra’van growled as he tried to make his
way through the crowd. He had never seen such a turnout for a ritual that may
or may not happen. “What the hell is going on?” Shra’van walked up to Wa’jeeh
whom was tapping something on his tablet.
“They all have bets on our sister,” he
chuckled. “Over half of them do not think she will show up. Is this not a great
crowd?”
“They are here for the wrong reasons.”
“Why are you here?” Su’ram chuckled.
Shra’van growled at him before looking
over at Z’as-hil. “Why is he not being prepared?”
“He says he does not need it,” Ad’vey
sighed. He has two males ready to prepare Kuja.” Shra’van shook his head as he
looked at the crowd of Yautja’s. He had never seen so many females at a ritual.
He walked up to one of them. “Alexa?”
She turned to him and smiled. “I have a
month of foot rubs on your sister,” she chuckled. “Your mother would have found
this very amusing.”
Shra’van nodded.
“How is Jasmine?”
“She is adjusting,” he touched Alexa
shoulder as his eyes pleaded with her.
“I will think about meeting her,” Alexa
sighed before walking away. She pushed a few of her grandsons out of the way
before Scar grunted and held her in his arms. Shra’van watched them for a
moment before walking towards his brothers.
The crowd grew restless as Z’as-hil sat
on the bed and waited. After an hour Shra’van walked over to him. “She is not
coming,” he spoke in a low tone.
“Give her a few moments,” Z’as-hil
nodded. Shra’van felt so bad for him, he just nodded
and walked away.
“Kuja is so stubborn,” Wa’jeeh shook his
head as he stared at Z’as-hil. “I actually feel sorry for him.” He turned to
look at Pa’naka. “Maybe I will offer him a knife tomorrow to cheer him up.”
“If I were him I’d kill myself tomorrow
with that knife,” Mi’tra grunted. Ad’vey started to laugh.
Shra’van shook his head as the two males
that were ready to prepare Kuja were about to leave. One of them growled as he
took out his dagger and cut half of one of his locks off. He angrily gave it to
the male next to him. Shra’van assumed it was from a bet. He was about to walk
over to Z’as-hil but Z’as-hil stood up and faced the thinning crowd. “Well I
guess I will have to give her two more days,” he grunted. He turned to look at
Shra’van.
Ta’noj held Jasmine close as he walked
over to his family. “I am assuming I can stay in the bed with my mates
tomorrow,” Ta'noj grunted at Shra’van.
“So it seems,” he nodded before looking
at Jasmine and talking in Yautja. “My mates gave me permission.”
“Good.”
“Ta’noj, I do not think she would have been
ready to see a ritual,” Su’ram shook his head.
“Oh my goodness, he’s naked,” Jasmine
quickly looked away. Su’ram found her so amusing. He laughed at her reaction.
“We just came to see if Kuja would show
up. Jasmine could not wait,” Ta’noj chuckled as she turned away. Shra’van
stepped in her view so she wouldn’t have to see Z’as-hil.
“She will come,” Jasmine nodded.
Su’ram shook his head. “So
young and naive. That is how I like them.”
“She cares too deeply to allow him to be
embarrassed in front of all these… ouch,” Ta’noj pinched Jasmine side. If she
used the word alien he would have to fight his family and whoever else was
listening that understood the language. “Male Yautja’s,” she looked up at him
and bit her lip. Ta’noj nodded at her.
“She is right,” Kuja sighed as she walked
up to Jasmine. She looked over at Shra’van. “I denounce my status as a warrior
and request for my scar to be removed so I can breed.”
Shra’van nodded to her, “It will promptly
be removed after the ritual.”
Kuja hugged Jasmine. “I am only here
because of your words to me. Thank you.” She looked over at Z’as-hil whom was
putting his cloth on. “Take it off,” she yelled at him.
He turned around quickly to see her
standing with her family and the small human female. “Kuja,” he purred softly.
“We are leaving,” Mi’tra nodded to her
sister. She turned around and looked at Jasmine before shaking her shoulder.
“Oh my God,” Jasmine smiled. “Mi’tra
touched me.” Su’ram laughed before patting Jasmine on the back. “Mitra?”
Mitra turned to glare at the small
female, which she now begrudgingly accepted as part of her family.
“On your ship I called you big and ugly,”
Jasmine stammered as Ta’noj chuckled. “You’re not ugly. You’re big, but you’re
not ugly.”
“Shut up,” she growled, turning around to
leave.
“You called Mitra ugly and got away with
it?” Su’ram laughed. “Jasmine, I am impressed.”
Kuja could hear murmurs in the crowd.
Some were grunts an others were cheers as she walked over to Z’as-hil. He
stared at her before touching her face softly. Kuja closed her eyes for a
moment and moved her face gently against his warm hand. “I forgive you
Z’as-hil.”
“Thank you,” he nodded.
“Sorry I am late.”
“Kuja, I would wait several more
lifetimes for you,” he groaned softly in her ear. She clenched his arms as he
nipped her neck gently. “The males that were going to prepare you left.”
“You prepare me,” she purred softly.
He nodded as he slowly removed her dress.
Z’as-hil took in a deep breath as she stood naked in front of him. Kuja blushed
and looked away before he lifted her up and laid her down on the bed. He stared
at her for a moment before reaching down to caress her body slowly. Z’as-hil
didn’t understand why his touch was so shocking to her, especially if she was touched
before. He remembered it was a long time ago and she had possibly forgotten how
good it feels. He growled at her when she gave him a gentle squeeze, noticing
her fascination with his size.
“Was Sa’dar bigger?” he nipped on her
neck softly. “It will grow more, I promise you.” He traced his tongue around
her nipples before going down slowly. Kuja screamed from the excitement.
“I’m ready,” she growled, grabbing some
of his locks. She looked over at the doctor and nodded. He began to speak.
Z’as-hil barely had a chance to taste
her. He touched in between her legs and his eyes went dark. “Damn, you are
ready. I barely touched you Kuja.”
He climbed on top of her and positioned
himself at her opening. “Go slow,” she whispered.
He nodded and proceeded to enter her
slowly. Z’as-hil suddenly grabbed her body and pulled her up towards his chest.
“Kuja, you have a barrier?” he tilted his head to the side as he pulled out of
her. “How? You never mated with Sa’dar?”
Kuja shook her head no. “I wanted you to
be the one,” she gasped as he pushed himself back in. Her eyes started to water
as he pushed against her hymen.
“Oh Kuja,” he groaned softly before
clenching his teeth into her neck. He held her body against his firmly so she
couldn’t move. Kuja screamed as he ripped through her body. Z’as-hil held
himself inside her to allow Kuja to get used to what he had to offer. He pulled
out half way before pushing himself deep into her again. Kuja could barely
scream due to his teeth pressing into her neck. He growled loudly as he plunged
his way to a quick orgasm.
Z’as-hil released her neck and stared at
his mate. “Shame on you for making me fight Sa’dar all these years,” he purred
softly as she tried to calm down. “I will take it out on your body later, my
mate.”
(Sh’lok’s Ship)
Ba’naj preferred to work on his own ship,
rather than trust the engineers that were continuously on the dock. He never
bothered to do the minor repairs since his last hunt. With a deep sigh and slow
continuous flow of curse words, he attempted to fix the ships weapons. Ba'naj
wished his brother was speaking to him. During his early morning class, Sa’dar
didn’t even acknowledge his brother with a nod.
After Sa’dar spoke with P’tea, he went to
see Ba’naj. He shook his head when he walked on the vessel, knowing his brother
was fixing it.
“Fucking communicator,” he mumbled as he
banged on one of the panels in front of him. “Where in the hell does this wire
go and what the fuck is that beeping noise?” He yelled angrily to himself.
“If you connect those two wires together,
this ship will blow up. Leave the repairs up to me or the engineers on the
dock,” Sa’dar grunted, pushing his brother out of the way.
“You know I do not trust them,” he
growled as he sat down. “So you are now speaking to me?”
“I spoke with P’tea,” Sa’dar shook his
head at Ba’naj patch job. “You could have came to me years ago Brother. I too
prepared Kayla. I know how alluring her scent is.”
“It was more than her scent Sa’dar,” he
tried to explain. “That is why I could not talk to you.”
“Well I am going with you,” Sa’dar
barked. “You are not going to face Kayla’s sons on your own.” He turned to look
at Ba’naj. “If Shra’van is as smart as I think he is, he already knows of your
past involvement with his mother and that alone is plenty enough reason to kill
you.”
“This is my fight,” Ba’naj snapped. “You
will stay here. And take care of my mates.”
“Going to get yourself
killed is not an option for me,” Sa’dar roared angrily. “I will not take on the
burden of three more mates. I can barely tolerate the two that I have. I will
go mad with five.” Ba’naj laughed and patted his brother on the back.
“Please Sa’dar,” he shook his shoulder.
“This is my fight. This is between Ta’noj and me.”
“He has killed thousands looking for
you,” he reminded him. “Do you think he will spare…” Sa’dar voice trailed off.
“Go ahead and say it. His
mother’s killer.”
Sa’dar noticed the sadness in Ba’naj
voice as he spoke out loud. “You did not kill her Ba’naj.”
“I am going alone,” he looked over at the
repair work and nodded. “This old ship may actually get me to where I need to
go now. Thank you Sa’dar.”
Sa’dar hugged his brother and Ba’naj
growled at him. Finally, he hugged him back. “You emotional fool.”
“Fuck you,” Sa’dar growled. “So, I wonder
how your son is doing on Shra’van’s ship.”
Ba’naj started to laugh as he thought of
his pitiful child. “He was pussy whipped before he even got the pussy.
Hopefully Kuja had not beaten him too badly.”
“It has been so long,
maybe I should tell him I never mated with her, though I do love our fights.”
“It just makes him stronger,” Ba’naj
patted his brother’s shoulder as they walked off of the ship. “If you want
something you will fight to the death for it. My little Z’as-hil will get her
someday.” Maha’vin walked up to them both. When he stared at Ba’naj, Sa’dar
nodded and walked away.
They walked in silence for a moment. “So
you got hit with the wrath of Kayla,” Maha’vin joked.
“Something like
that,” Ba’naj stopped walking and stared at him. “Long ago, why did you not
fight for her?”
“She would have killed me if I harmed
Ga’gan,” he grunted. “She did not like challenges. She left us for over a year
because of my challenge to my nephew.” Ba’naj nodded. “I know you calmed her
and allowed her to smile again. Though the actions you and her took were
dishonorable, I know it was because she would not allow you to challenge
Sh’lok.”
Ba’naj stared at Maha’vin, neither
confirming nor denying his suspicions. His posture was non-threatening and his
tone actually came out as if he was slightly amused by Ba’naj and Kayla’s
actions. “Maha’vin, maybe it is time I told you the truth as well.” Maha'vin
followed Ba’naj back to his ship.
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