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Kayla avoided Sh’lok and Lee’na for another week. She
would go and speak with Pahel until it was time to eat. She would then have her
evening meal with Kul’vir and his family before heading to her quarters. Kayla
had never felt more alone than she did during that week. Su’tara was feeling
equally alone, being she didn’t have Lo’kesh next to her.
Kayla watched as her son warmed up. Ta’noj was ready to
try out to be in Ya’sha’s class. Everyone wanted to be trained by him because
Ya’sha was one of the most feared fighters on the ship. His skills were
impeccable. Ta’noj was the youngest and the other males grunted and teased him,
but when he looked at his mother she gave him a nod of encouragement. Kayla was
slightly disappointed that Sh’lok wasn’t there. He knew how much this meant to
Ta’noj. Kayla grew impatient watching the other kids try out. They were good
and she was slightly concerned about Ta’noj. She prayed he knew enough just to
earn their respect.
“Hello Kayla,” Kavi’ta nodded to her before sitting down.
She trilled softly as she watched Ta’noj twirl his combistick. He perfected his
mother’s intimidating twirl.
Kayla grinned as she watched her son. Ya’sha looked over
at his daughter and growled. He told her Ta’noj was not a good match for her,
but like his other kids, she ignored him. Kayla couldn’t help but to chuckle at
Ya’sha. She was sure Ta’noj would perform well now that Kavi’ta was watching
him. She could see his fondness for the little female. She was soft spoken and
had the prettiest purple eyes Kayla had ever seen. It reminded her of a purple
lily. Her feather light hair was always adorned with beads that matched
perfectly with her dresses and eyes. “His hair is beautiful, is it not?”
“It did come out wonderfully,” Kayla agreed. She started
to think that Kavi’ta was another reason for him wanting to lock his hair so
early.
“Ta’noj and Rol’en,” Ya’sha grunted. He was going to show
his daughter that Ta’noj could not fight. He put him against the largest male
he was going to train.
“Oh come on Ya’sha!” Kayla yelled. “That boy is huge!”
Ya’sha growled at Kayla.
“Your mother is here to fight your battles,” Rol’en
taunted.
“It is ok Mother,” Ta’noj yelled back as he stared at
Rol’en. “He is large. His fall will be great.”
“Fight!”
Rol’en roared at Ta’noj. He never liked him due to the fact that he used to
share his meals with Kavi’ta. Ta’noj was large for his age, but not nearly as
large as Rol’en. He didn’t roar back. Instead, he nodded before pushing his
shoulder.
Kayla watched as they fought. When Ta’noj fell she stood
up thinking the other boy was about to plant his combistick into her child’s
neck and kill him. It wasn’t uncommon among the young trainees to accidentally
kill during try outs. Some considered it a way to take out the weak and make
the clan stronger. Kayla thought it was morbid. Ta’noj quickly recovered from
the blow and rolled away before standing and attacking Rol’en.
“This is not a fair fight,” Kavi’ta spoke softly. “My
father is doing this on purpose.”
“That is why he has to win,” Kayla replied as she watched
her son. She smiled as Ta’noj started to taunt him with laughter. It reminded
her of Sh’lok when he started to get angry at his opponents. He would laugh
before bringing them down. It was his way of saying ‘I know your moves now.’
After studying Rol’en, it didn’t take long for Ta’noj to bring him to his
knees.
Kavi’ta trilled softly as she watched Ta’noj take in a
deep breath. He was becoming a great fighter. He clicked his mandibles like his
father, before allowing Rol’en to stand. Ya’sha walked up to him. He was indeed
impressed. He heard that Kayla was training him so he knew the young boy would
fail. He proved him wrong. Ya’sha nodded. “You can join the afternoon class,”
he grunted.
Ta’noj thought for a moment and realized that was the
class Ra’tul was in. “That is for the older males,” Ta’noj shook his head. “I
was trying to qualify for the morning class.”
“You just beat one of the boys that were in my afternoon
class,” Ya’sha barked at him. “You will join the older pups. Do not argue with
me about it!”
Ta’noj nodded and walked over to his mother. “He placed me
in the same class as Ra’tul.”
“Isn’t that class almost ready for their hunt?” Kayla
shook her head in disbelief.
“If I go on a hunt before Shra’van he will be enraged,”
Ta’noj trilled in excitement. “Thank you mother, I wish Father was here to see
me.” He looked slightly disappointed for a moment. When he looked at Kavi’ta he
purred softly. “Kavi’ta, my future mate. Come eat with
me”
She trilled with excitement as he took her hand. Ya’sha
grunted at them both. He nodded at Kayla as she left the room.
She went into her quarters and to the bedroom to see
Sh’lok and Lee’na fooling around on the bed. Her legs were spread wide for him
and in one thrust he was going to enter her. Kayla was about to excuse herself
for intruding on the loving couple and walk out, but suddenly realized it was
actually her room as well. Sh’lok groaned as he pushed himself inside Lee’na
and grunted as she screamed from his size. Kayla watched as he stretched her
painfully to accommodate him. Kayla felt on her face when they locked their
mandibles together. He was extremely gentle as he held her, while tugging on her
mandibles and thrusting softly inside her. Kayla thought to herself,
was he ever that gentle with me? When was the last time? He slammed his
body into hers, releasing their mandible hold on one another. Kayla painfully
remembered those deep hard thrusts. She knew he was about to come. His groan
was louder and his breathing was labored. She watched as he grabbed hold of
Lee’na’s thighs so he could look in-between her legs as he came. Though Kayla
was angry she couldn’t help but to be aroused by what she was watching. After
all, it used to be her he growled at before coming.
Sh’lok roared loudly as he came. He wanted to hold it, he
wanted to please Lee’na longer, but for some reason he smelled both of his
mates’ arousal. It was a divine scent he hadn’t smelled since their ritual.
Sh’lok looked towards the door to see Kayla staring at them.
“Your son just fought one of his greatest battles and you
are here mating?” Kayla yelled at him. “How dare you miss the reason we trained
him day and night Sh’lok!”
“Oh no,” he quickly released himself from Lee’na so he
could get dressed. Kayla quickly turned away. If she looked at his glistening
semi hard dick much longer she would have ripped her clothes off and begged him
to take her. “I did not know it was today. How was he?”
“Disappointed because his father was not there to see him
defeat Rol’en,” Kayla snapped. “I’m disappointed in you too Sh’lok.” She was
about to leave, but he grabbed her arm. “Lee’na was…” Kayla snatched her arm
away, not letting him complete his sentence.
“Your children come before me, Lee’na and anyone else you
can think of. Don’t you ever forget that again.” She
tossed the ink pen sized object on the bed. “I recorded the fight without him
knowing.”
Kayla checked on Su’tara. She was not in her room. She
didn’t have a clue where Shra’van was, but she had an idea about Su’tara. Kayla
and her guards went down to one of the meal prep areas. One of the guards tried
to stifle his groan. Kayla’s mating scent was strong. She looked up at him.
“Are you ok?”
He nodded and stared straight ahead.
She smiled as Joh’ra, the old
cook was telling Su’tara one of his amazing death defying stories. “And do you
know I escaped with over fifty heads,” he chuckled. “But of course I couldn’t
bring them all back with me because I was running out of trophy room. So I only
brought back one.” He looked at Kayla and nodded.
“Hi Mother,” Su’tara smiled and hugged her. “You have to
taste this. Joh’ra just made it for me.” Kayla looked
at the purple substance on the plate. She sniffed it before tasting it. She
made a pleasing noise and Joh’ra nodded in approval
before looking at the guards. They nodded, noting he could smell Kayla’s
arousal as well.
Kayla told Su’tara
about Ta’noj’s fight. “I can not wait to rub it in Shra’van’s face.”
“No, that’s not nice.”
Su’tara didn’t care. As soon as she seen Shra’van that
evening she teased him immensely. As they ate he had to hear her taunts and his
father’s praises for Ta’noj. They were getting used to Kayla not eating with
them. When Sh’lok found out she was eating with Kul’vir’s family he was
furious. He knew there was going to be some sort of jealously, but not to this
extent. It took several days for Shra’van to even talk to Kayla.
“Hey,” Shra’van shook Kayla awake. She opened her eyes and
looked at him. “Why do you not sleep in your room?”
“I don’t want to,” Kayla answered, unnerved by her son’s
early morning attitude.
“How can you teach Ta’noj everything you know and not me?”
he growled.
“According to you I can’t fight,” Kayla sat up.
“I knew Father taught him,” he grunted before walking
away.
Kayla shook her head and laid
back down. She couldn’t sleep so she got up and went to her room. Sh’lok was
holding Lee’na. He was rubbing her stomach softly and growling. Lee’na trilled
softly, leaning her head back into Sh’lok’s massive chest. Kayla could hear him
purr from where she was standing. They all looked at each other as if they were
caught doing something wrong. Kayla didn’t know what to say or do. He looked
happy. He had his family and she felt like the outsider looking in at this
happy couple. Sh’lok noticed her eyes started to well up with tears. He could
hear her pulse racing. Sh’lok never thought she would look at him with that
same disappointed look she gives Shra’van on occasion. Kayla turned to walk
away, but accidentally bumped into Shra’van.
He looked at his father and Lee’na. “Hello Mother,” he
purred softly in Lee’na’s direction. She nodded at Shra’van and he looked back
at Kayla. “I have a favor of you Mother,” he said stepping closer Kayla. “I
wish to learn your ooman language.” Kayla stared at him strangely.
“Really?” she smiled at him. She started to think that
there was hope yet for Shra’van.
“Yes,” he nodded. “Can we start today?”
“Yes, of course.”
“Good,” he nodded. “I figured on my first hunt on your
planet I can use your language as a lure for my prey.”
“Wait,” Kayla shook her head. “You only want to learn to
kill my species? Your species?”
“Yes,” he answered. He shook his head. “Really, what other
reason is there to learn that language.”
Kayla finally snapped. She screamed in her sons face while
grabbing his neck. He roared at her but she yelled at him again. “That’s it
boy!” she hollered. “Meet me in the training room in ten minutes. I am going to
beat your ass!” She pushed him, causing him to stumble back.
He laughed in disbelief. “Sure I will meet you, for this …
beating.” He laughed again before walking away.
“I’m tired of this shit,” Kayla started to speak in
English as she took out her training attire. “My child disrespects me. My mate
acts like there is only one female in his life…”
“Kayla,” Sh’lok growled.
“You want to meet me in the sparring hall as well?” she
yelled at him.
“Of course not.”
“Then shut up!” she barked as she took her clothes off.
She didn’t care that him and Lee’na were watching her. Sh’lok growled angrily
at her disrespectful words, but Kayla didn’t care.
“Ten years of peace is what I had with you Yautja’s,” she
snapped as she got dressed. “No, twelve years. I swear
if it was ok for me to go back home I would actually consider it. The hell with
this fucking species! You are all crazy!” She grabbed her sticks and stormed
out of the room. The guards followed her to one of the training rooms.
“Shra’van!” she yelled making some of the males stop and
look at her.
“He is in the training room across the hall,” Ta’noj
nodded at his mother. She didn’t acknowledge Ta’noj. Instead, Kayla stormed
out. Ta’noj followed her. Sa’dar noticed her clothing and followed as well as a
few others.
Shra’van was leaning near some weapons and talking to
Ro’shan when his mother stormed in. He chuckled. “So she is serious,” he said
to Ro’shan.
“Be careful,” Ro’shan warned him. “My mother said that
your mother is a good fighter.”
“Whatever,” he picked up a combistick and tossed it to
her. He purposely aimed it at her head. Kayla swiftly moved out the way. Ta’noj
caught the stick and growled. Ba’naj and Ya’sha stopped teaching class and
watched her approach her son. She pulled out her sticks.
“Are you going to use your sticks Mother?” Shra’van teased
as he tossed his combistick from side to side.
“You are my son,” she said as she watched him. She pushed
his shoulder. “I’m going to use my hands because I don’t want to hurt you too
badly. Then I will use my sticks to whip your ass.” Kayla tossed her sticks in
the air and Ba’naj caught them with a pleasing grunt.
Shra’van tossed his stick and Kayla laughed at him, “You
may want to pick that up.” Shra’van charged at her. In one move Kayla elbowed
his head and he went down on the floor. She watched him quickly recover and
roared at her.
Ta’noj looked on with concern. Ya’sha stood closer to him,
unable to take his eyes off of Kayla. “Go get your father,” he whispered when
Shra’van tried to kick Kayla.
“Ro’shan, go get my father,” Ta’noj muttered.
“No way, this is good,” he chuckled.
Sh’lok stormed in. He was about to approach them, but
Ba’naj stopped him. “She needs to earn his respect,” Ba’naj whispered. “Let her
finish.”
“Hand to hand combat Ba’naj?”
Sh’lok looked at him like he was crazy.
“At least he will not die.”
Kayla kicked Shra’van again. He rolled over and picked up
his combistick. “Oh you need a little help now,” Kayla laughed. “Are you that angry
son? Your skills are that weak?”
“You are weak, ooman,” he snarled at her.
Any other time his words would have hurt her deeply, but
now all she could see was an unruly child who needed a good butt kicking. “Do
you know that legend of Zai’gham.” She ducked his blows and laughed, which only fueled
Shra’van’s anger. “The great tales of his battles are carved on this ship.”
“What is your point!” he yelled at her. Kayla did a roll
underneath Shra’van and kicked him on his butt. He stumbled and almost recovered
but Kayla managed to sweep his feet, making him fall on his face.
“He taught his fighting and hunting skills to his sons and
my father,” she snatched the combistick from his hands and hit him on the head
with it before giving it back. “My father taught me everything he knew. So what
in the hell makes you think you are better than me!”
”I want that Ooman,” Ba’naj teased.
“I knew I recognized her style,” Ya’sha grunted. “It
reminds me greatly of Maha’vin. He would have enjoyed this.” Sh’lok growled in
annoyance. Sh’lok realized why years ago when she sparred with Maha’vin and
Ga’gan it would always end with a draw. Where Kayla was weak in her fighting,
her size worked well for her. She would punch Shra’van just enough to anger
him.
When Shra’van was on the floor again she started to taunt
him, “Did I drop you on your head to much as a baby because you are undoubtedly
crazy if you think you have any chance in hell of beating me!”
“You dropped me?” he roared at her.
“Did she really drop him?” Ro’shan grunted. “That would
explain a lot.”
“It is a figure of speech in her language,” Ta’noj
growled. “Surly my mother did not drop us.” Ta’noj looked over to his father.
Sh’lok suddenly noticed his son staring at him for answers.
“Of course not,” he huffed as he watched his mate easily
trip Shra’van. She ran over to Ba’naj.
“My sticks,” Kayla snapped. She snatched them and ran back
in time for Shra’van to charge at her. Now for his butt whopping, she
smiled as she twirled her sticks. Sh’lok couldn’t tell if she was angry or
happy.
She taunted him, “You can not beat an ooman.” Shra’van
kicked her shoulder out of place. Kayla was so angry, she hardly felt the pain.
He grunted thinking his mother would give up. Ta’noj was about to charge at his
brother, but Ro’shan held him back.
“She’s about to do it,” Ba’naj growled in pleasure. The
others groaned as she snapped her shoulder back in place. Shra’van looked at
her in amazement before she knocked the silly look off his face. Every chance
she got she would smack him in the butt with her sticks. Shra’van couldn’t take
anymore.
“Fuck,” he yelled. “I yield!”
“You yield when I tell you to!” she yelled at him as she
smacked his butt again.
“She is whipping his ass,” Ro’shan laughed. “Wow, what a
great mother.” When Kayla kicked him in the stomach he fell down on his knees.
She put him in a headlock.
“From this day forward if you ever get smart with me be
prepared for another beating,” She said angrily before kissing him on the head
and letting him go. “Someone take him to the medical lab.” Kayla feebly
attempted to wipe the sweat off her forehead as she watched several males help
Shra’van up. Sh’lok walked up to her and handed her a towel.
“You were good,” he purred softly as he looked down at
her.
“I know I’m good,” Kayla barked at him. “But I didn’t ask
for your opinion. Go back to your mate.” He growled at her.
“Mother that was great,” Ta’noj walked towards her. She
smiled at him as they walked out of the training room. Sh’lok stood there,
watching her leave.
“I am not the only one interested in her now,” Ba’naj
grunted towards Sh’lok. “Fix your family before someone else’s dick start to
please Kayla...”
Sh’lok roared as he grabbed Ba’naj’s neck. In turn, Ba’naj
laughed at the angry male while pushing his hand away. “Your fight is not with
me, son of Aa’rth. At least, not today.”
“Not ever,” Sh’lok snarled.
Ba’naj tilted his head to the side like he was thinking.
“I am still undecided.” He trilled softly, and walked away from Sh’lok.
Kayla went to check on Shra’van. He growled every time
Pahel touched him. Pahel looked at Kayla and chuckled. Shra’van and Kayla
stared at one another, but neither one said anything. “He will be just fine,”
Pahel saw her look turn to a slight worry. “Physically, that is. Do you need to
be checked out as well?”
“I snapped my arm back in place,” Kayla said softly as she
looked away from Shra’van. She suddenly felt guilty. She knew if she looked at
him again she would start to cry.
“Come over here and let me see,” Pahel said moving her away
from Shra’van. He whispered to her as he saw a tear fall. “You did a good
thing. Do not let him see you cry.” Kayla nodded quickly and wiped her tears
away.
“Shra’van will be home in time to eat…”
“Oh darn I missed Mom kicking your butt,” Su’tara teased
as she walked in. “Ta’noj I want details. Please tell me everything.” Shra’van
growled at them as they left the room. Kayla looked at Shra’van again. She
didn’t expect him to nod at her. She did the same and walked out.
When Kayla was in the shower Sh’lok walked in. He could
hear her crying. He was about to walk out, but she called his name. “Yes,” he
answered softly.
“Did I do the right thing?” Kayla was angry with him, but
he was Shra’van’s father. She still respected his opinion.
“Yes Kayla, you did.”
“On my planet they imprison parents for doing what I have
done,” she explained softly.
“You are no longer on your plant,” he reminded her. “We do
things differently. You are Yautja now and unfortunately you can never go back.
Even if you could, the hell with your family, right?”
Kayla looked out of the shower, but Sh’lok left. She completely forgotten she
said those things to him. Guilt rushed over her once again.
When she got dressed she looked out of the window for a
while. Lee’na walked in on her. They hadn’t spoken to one another since Kayla
found out about the baby.
Lee’na sat on the bed when Kayla sat down. Neither one
said anything for a moment. The tension was far too great for the both of them.
“Kayla…”
“Lee’na you could have told me about your pregnancy,”
Kayla said softly. She looked over at her. “I know you must be excited. All these years.”
“Yes I am,” she spoke like someone died. Kayla could tell
in her actions that Lee’na did not trust her. Kayla stood up and looked in
Sh’lok drawers. She pulled out a dagger she gave him years ago.
Lee’na gasped before growling, “I will protect my baby at
all cost Kayla.”
“So will I,” Kayla sat next to her and took her hand. “The
children in my species always thought that if you combine blood that made you
closer. Your blood joined together made you family.” Kayla pricked Lee’na’s
hand before cutting her own.
“Is this ritual safe?” Lee’na stammered. “After all, you
are Ooman.”
“My blood is almost the same color as yours Lee’na. It is
very safe.” Their blood dripped from their palms before Kayla grabbed her hand.
“It’s like a sworn oath Lee’na. You are now my family and I swear nothing bad
will ever come of you. If you ever get pregnant again and not tell me I will
kill you, but not today.”
Lee’na laughed before hugging Kayla. “Kayla I am so
happy,” she purred. “I’m having a baby and I wanted to tell you, but you are so
angry or upset.”
“Not with you,” Kayla touched her face. “Sh’lok is
starting to care deeply about you and instead of saying it out loud he choose
to hide it. I am angry with him. Hearing of your pregnancy, well I was a little
upset, but it’s only because I wish it were me. I can not have children until
after the meeting with the Jafren.” Kayla thought about Shra’van. “After
beating my child today I don’t think I’m worthy of having children.”
“He was asking for it,” Lee’na trilled softly.
“That is true.”
“You allowed your children to be mine,” she nodded.
“Though Ta’noj is clearly yours. My child will be yours as well.”
“So, we are having a baby,” Kayla smiled as Lee’na hugged
her again. “Remember, none of my anger is towards you.” She told Lee’na about
the arguments between her and Sh’lok. She covered her mandibles in shock.
“So he cares for me?” Lee’na clicked. “He never told me.”
She was quiet for a moment. “I hope this does not anger you, but I too care
deeply for Sh’lok. I had never thought I would feel this way about someone
other than Ne’el.”
“Sh’lok is wonderful,” Kayla smiled. “What is there not to
like? So you can see why I feel like I’m loosing my family. My son disrespects
me, my daughter is about to be mated to Lo’kesh and my Ta’noj he is so sweet.
And I feel like Sh’lok is slipping away. I don’t mind sharing him if I can
experience his warmth and fondness as well.”
“I am so sorry Kayla,” Lee’na said touching her cheek.
“Sh’lok speaks of you often when we are together. He too is extremely upset
over the horrid conditions of your relationship.”
“I do not see how he can care and yet give me permission
to mate with Ba’naj,” Kayla thought about their argument that day.
“Having permission to mate with another male is not a big
issue,” she touched Kayla face softly. “What makes it horrible is saying it out
of anger.”
“Well I said some pretty mean things as well.”
“Kayla, you will always be his first mate and I have no
ill feelings over that fact. So how do we fix this situation? Should I push him
away?”
“No,” Kayla shook her head no and stood up. “He has to fix
it. He has to learn how to balance his life.”
Ta’noj walked up to his father and was about to speak
until he held up his hand. He continued listening to Kayla and Lee’na talk.
“Sh’lok isn’t as old as Ba’naj and the others he seeks
counsel from,” Kayla tried to rationalize aloud. “I am sure having two mates is
a new experience for him, but it is new for me too. He has to learn to share
himself equally.”
“I agree,” Lee’na stood. Kayla touched Lee’na’s stomach
and smiled. When they walked out of the room everyone was already seated and
ready to eat.
“Please stay and eat with us,” Sh’lok purred softly. He
didn’t stand, but he touched Kayla’s shoulder and purred softly.
“Actually I would, but I have to go talk to the dock
workers and have them prepare a ship,” Kayla said
softly. “We are in range for me to go see Lex. It will be a one week journey.”
“Oh can I go?” Ta’noj trilled.
“Me too,” Su’tara looked at her mom.
“I’m sorry, but it will just be Shra’van and me.” Kayla
looked at Shra’van and he stared at her in shock.
“Shra’van?” Su’tara and Sh’lok said together.
“Me?” Shra’van repeated.
“Yes you,” Kayla nodded. “And this is not a request. When
you are done eating, pack your bags. We will leave in the morning.”
“Who will pilot the ship?” Sh’lok questioned.
“Shra’van,” Kayla said with assurance.
“Me?” he questioned himself again.
“Have you not studied to be a pilot?” Kayla questioned.
“Yes, but…”
“Then you are ready. I trust you and I know you can do
it.” Kayla walked out before anyone questioned her again.
That night Sh’lok walked into the foyer. Kayla was
sleeping silently. He thought of her words to Lee’na. He had never thought she
felt that way and he figured he was balancing everything ok. “Kayla,” he shook
her body softly. Kayla opened her eyes and looked at him. “Sleep with us
tonight,” he urged. “I will not see you for weeks and I want to feel your body
next to mine.” His eyes were soft as he talked to her.
“I can’t,” Kayla said with much hesitation.
“I thought you would say that,” he growled. He laid behind her. Kayla smiled as his arms went around her
body. His purr made her snuggle deeper against Sh’lok’s body. His mandibles
stroked on her neck gently.
Kayla groaned softly from his touch and involuntary pushed
back against his body. She missed his warmth and comfort. Sh’lok felt her
bottom snuggle up against him, causing his chest to vibrate. He slowly started
to lift her dress, feeling on her smooth skin. When his hand reached her thigh
she stopped him. His annoyed growl made her turn to look in his direction.
“The kids may walk in,” she tried to reason.
“They will see nothing they had not seen or done
themselves,” he bit down on her shoulder causing her to moan softly.
“We need to work through our differences,” Kayla gasped as
Sh’lok pinched her nipple softly before cupping her breasts in his hand.
“Let us pretend like we have none.” He removed his cloth
and raised her leg so it could rest on his. “Are you that angry?”
Kayla touched his hand as he gently caressed her breasts.
“What are you talking about?”
“I had never opened your legs and not smelled you ready
and wanting me.” Without waiting for her answer, Sh’lok pushed his finger
inside her body. After a few short strokes he purred softly. “That’s better.”
Before Kayla could protest, she felt him push the tip
inside. She closed her eyes tight as she tried to give him what he wanted.
Sh’lok growled in her ear before applying pressure to her
clit. When Kayla let out a small groan he pinched her nub harder. “Stop
fighting the feeling Kayla. I want to feel you come.”
As much as she wanted to protest, her body gave in to his
constant pounding. The way he held onto her hips so she wouldn’t fall off of
the pillows and his roughness sent her to an immediate orgasm. Sh’lok covered
her mouth with his hand and opened her legs wider, pushing himself deeper
inside her small body. He groaned loudly in her ear as he held still and came.
Kayla could feel him coming inside her. The sensation of his spurts gave her
another orgasm.
Sh’lok slowly removed his hand from her mouth and softly
bit on her shoulder. “It feels good when you put up a fight,” he teased.
Kayla looked up and kissed his lower mandible before
snuggling in his arms.
“Kayla, do you really trust Shra’van to pilot the family
ship?”
“Of course,” she groaned softly. Sh’lok was still inside
her body. Even when he was flaccid it felt good to her.
“It is rather large,” he reminded her.
“You or the ship,” she smiled.
“Both,” Sh’lok laughed. His hand caressed her arm.
“Shra’van is still young. Pilots do not go out on their own until they are at
least fifty.”
Kayla turned to look
at him. “I talked to the other pilots and the control room. They will be on
standby to take over on auto pilot in case of an emergency.” Kayla bit her lip.
Sh’lok chuckled softly as she shivered from his touch. One of the rings in his
locks gently moved across her nipple. “I know my children are learning at a
fast pace. I want them to be above everyone else. They are already marked for
having a mother that is not Yautja.”
“They are far advanced than other kids their age,” he
nodded. “It makes me proud. You are a good mother. Ta’noj’s fight was
excellent. I watched it several times.”
“He is almost ready for his hunt,” Kayla smiled.
“He is so young,” Sh’lok marveled at his son’s ability to
learn so quickly. Kayla felt Sh’lok move inside her and she moaned loudly as
she felt another orgasm.
“Now, I will pull out of you,” he whispered as she started
to go to sleep.
For the first time
in months Kayla slept peacefully in his arms.
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