Kayla's Revenge | By : ZenRose Category: M through R > Predator Views: 7710 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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(Shra’van’s Cruiser)
Jasmine paced back and forth in her room until the doors
opened. “I’m not sleeping with you,” she blurted as she stared at Shra’van.
He grunted at her as he removed his bag from her bed. “Ok I
will leave. Lo’kesh has prepared the mid afternoon meal. You should have eaten
hours ago.”
Jasmine smiled when he walked away. As temperamental as the
males were she was surprised that Shra’van gave in so easily. She looked over
at the bed. It was large. She would have had plenty of room if he slept in the
same bed as her. She wanted her mate’s body against hers, not his brother.
Jasmine slowly walked to the meal area. The ship was made similar to Mi’tra and
Kuja’s ship. She wondered what Ta’noj was doing. If he was sparring she could
only imagine his muscles bulging out and the grunt and growl noise he makes. It
was similar to the noise he made right before he reached an orgasm.
“Jasmine!” Su’ram roared at her. She jumped and looked at
him as he banged on the table to get her attention. Mordecai looked up from his
tablet and snickered at his brother before looking back down.
“I will not spend a month on this ship massaging my dick
because you cannot control your hormones!”
“Wha, what did I do?” she spoke softly.
Su’ram mocked her before answering. “Your scent is strong. I
could smell you the moment your doors opened. Keep that shit in check or have
Shra’van pleasure you!” When he stormed out of the room, she sat down slowly.
The plate of food in front of Mordecai made her stomach grumble. Without looking
at her he pushed the plate in her direction.
“You would think since he has a mate he would be a little
friendlier,” she huffed.
“I have a mate,” Mordecai said calmly as he continued to
read his tablet. “That was Su’ram.”
“Oh.”
“He was not able to relieve himself with a female last night
after pleasuring you,” Mordecai sighed. He finally looked at her. “He will be
ok.” His green eyes were soft as he spoke to her. They suddenly lit up as he
shook his tablet. “I just learned my forty-second language. I am behind. Su’ram
knows sixty-eight.”
“How long does it take you to learn a language?”
“Just a few days,” he shrugged his shoulders. “A few weeks
to master it. Many find it useless to learn so many languages. Since Shra’van
learned English from his mate he had a database made of different languages
over the years. It makes learning a lot easier. Shra'van knows thousands of
different languages, including many from your planet. Aa’hana is learning them
at a fast pace.”
“If you are going to kill your prey why learn the language?”
“We do not kill everyone we come across Jasmine,” he nodded.
“We study them first. How barbaric do you think we are?”
Jasmine turned in time to see Ta’noj walk in. Sweat poured
from his body and he took in deep breaths. If Mordecai was not in the room
Jasmine would have hopped up on the table and spread her legs open to him. She
was still debating it in her head as Ta’noj turned to stare at her. Without
saying anything to her he grabbed some food and left.
“Yes I’m fine,” she said sarcastically as if she were having
a conversation with Ta’noj. “Oh you miss me? Well I miss you too.”
“Who are you talking to?” Mordecai questioned.
“Forget it,” she crossed her arms and huffed. There was a
loud roar in the distance and Mordecai chuckled.
“Well Su’ram will be a little nicer now that he has relieved
himself.”
“Maybe I should have stayed behind,” Jasmine mumbled before
walking away.
That evening she laid on her back and held her stomach as
the baby continued to kick her. Kavi’ta patiently showed her the female Yautja
way to alleviate the pain, but it wasn’t working. “Damn it,” she cringed as a
tear escaped her eyes. “Calm down honey. Go to sleep.” She tried sitting up but
the pain was too great. She didn’t notice the doors open. She closed her eyes
tight as she felt a hand press firmly on her stomach. As he purred close to her
stomach the pain began to subside. She looked at him and smiled. “Thank you
Mordecai.”
He shook his head. “I am Su’ram. Can you not tell us apart?”
“Only when you are yelling at me,” she pushed his hand away
and tightened the covers around her body. “You come to apologize?”
“Hell no,” he chuckled. “I come to sleep. Shra’van said you
did not wish to sleep with him.” He started to take his cloth off and Jasmine
quickly looked away. “You do not get a room to yourself. This ship is not that
large.”
“Ok well, bring Shra’van back,” she stammered as she felt
the weight of his body push the bed down.
“He is asleep and sharing a room with Mordecai. Lo’kesh is
sharing a room with Gav’alin and the doctor sleeps in the medical lab.”
“And Ta’noj?”
“He is alone.”
“Well Ta’noj slept in his cloth when we were on the other
ship.”
“I am not Ta’noj,” he growled at the annoying female. “And
obviously he took it off during the course of the trip.” When Jasmine looked at
him he was looking at her stomach before looking in her eyes. Su’ram sighed as
he attempted to change his demeanor towards her. “I am sorry for yelling at you
earlier. I was in need and your hormones are raging. You may need to please yourself
so you can relax your pelvis. It will be good for the baby.”
“I’ll pass,” she sighed as he turned the lights off.
Jasmine didn’t see Ta’noj for over a week. He didn’t bother
checking on her and she was ok with that. Jasmine was just grateful they bought
the doctor along. She wasn’t the only one who needed a doctor after noticing
his brothers’ bruises on their face and body. She would rarely see Su’ram,
being he would join her in bed when she was asleep and sometimes wake up before
her. As Jasmine sat in the meal area eating on her dried meat one of them
walked in with a bandaged wrist.
“Su’ram?”
“Mordecai,” he nodded. “My locks are a few centimeters
longer and our rings are different.” He held up his wrist. “And I am the one
with the bandage.”
“Is Ta’noj doing this to you all?” She looked at him with
great concern as she thought of the bandage under Shra’van’s eye.
Mordecai nodded, “He is filled with rage and needs sparring
partners. I know he did not mean to harm me.”
“You talk like a battered wife,” she joked. Mordecai didn’t
understand her. Her eyes widened when Ta’noj walked in. “Ta’noj.”
He looked at her for a moment like she was a complete
stranger. He then started to fill his plate up with food. “What are you doing
awake? It is late.” Without waiting for her answer he turned to walk out of the
meal area. Jasmine quickly got up and touched his back. She noticed his hair
started to sway and his back suddenly tensed up. It reminded her of when she
first met him.
“I miss you,” she whispered, thinking Mordecai couldn’t hear
her. “Please sleep with me tonight.”
“No,” he growled as he walked away.
“Well let’s talk about how you’re feeling,” she yelled to
him.
“I do not need to talk about how the fuck I feel,” he yelled
back. “You asked to come, do not expect me to comfort you!”
Mordecai watched her stand in the doorway in complete shock.
He could smell her tears and purred softly. “Jasmine, he will be ok.” She
walked away, not bothering to respond.
Su’ram thought over what Mordecai said to him and with much
reluctance he finally agreed. He slept in the observation room for several
nights. One night when he opened the doors to their quarters, her scent
suddenly hit him. Su’ram closed his eyes and inhaled. He always thought
pregnant females had the strongest scent. He listened carefully, thinking
Jasmine was softly crying. As he walked closer to the bed he suddenly realized
it was a soft moan.
Su’ram thought for a moment to just turn around and leave.
He also thought of ripping the sheets from her body and taking her, after all
Ta’noj gave them all permission. He accidentally groaned softly and Jasmine
eyes opened. Though it was dark, Jasmine stared at him. Su’ram tilted his head
to the side, “It is dark, and you can see me?”
“My eyes are genetically enhanced,” Jasmine slowly started
to close her legs, but Su’ram reached down to stop her. He could only imagine
how good she looked pleasuring herself under the sheet. She stared at him a
moment and was about to speak, but Su’ram cut her off.
“Would you like for me to help you?”
Jasmine watched him as he removed his cloth. His stiffness
was a good indicator that he was listening to her for quite some time. She
tried looking away, but watching him reminded her of how much she craved
Ta’noj. He slowly lifted the cover and slid into the bed with her. Usually
Su’ram would stay on his side of the bed, but tonight he moved closer to
Jasmine and purred softly as she stared at him.
“I do not need any help.” She would not look at him. Though
he brought her to a sexual frenzy in front of his brothers, she still felt
embarrassed.
“Well, may I watch?” he groaned close to her ear.
“I'm done,” she tried to move, but she was close to the
edge. When she stared back at him her body shivered. Though she was hurt by
Ta'noj, Jasmine needed some relief. She made a soft yelp noise and held her
stomach. “I thought maybe if I pleased myself it would relax the pelvis like
you said and the kicks would not hurt as much.”
Su’ram couldn’t imagine her pain, but he felt sorry for her.
He removed her hand and pressed on the area. He listened to Jasmine inhale
deeply to relieve the pain. “I should see my nephew any day now,” he tried to
joke with her. She closed her eyes as he purred softly on her stomach.
Su’ram could smell her excitement as she relaxed. He groaned
softly with his purr as he went down further on her stomach. Jasmine jumped and
moaned loudly when his tongue made contact with her. Su’ram opened her legs
further and maneuvered his body in between them without stopping. “Just close
your eyes and think of me as Ta’noj,” he said in Ta’noj’s voice as he went up
to lick on her breasts.
“Ta’noj is larger than you,” Jasmine whispered. “I can’t
cheat on him but I need…” she thought for a moment and moaned as he nipped her
breasts. “I need to feel him inside my body. I crave it like food. He said I
would someday. I, I think it's the pregnancy.”
“I know,” Su’ram sat up and grabbed her hand. “All pregnant
females do, but does Ta’noj really feel that much larger?” He placed her hand
on his stiffness and felt her shiver as she gave him a gentle squeeze.
Before she could object and tell him that she meant body
wise, Su’ram push slowly inside her. She screamed from his size and her orgasm.
Ta’noj pushed Lo’kesh away and stared at him as they both
listened to Jasmine’s pleasurable scream. “Do you wish to go to your mate?”
Lo’kesh grunted as Ta’noj continued various moves on him.
“She is not my concern right now,” he growled angrily as he
pinned Lo’kesh on the mat. He could hear his brother roar and Jasmine scream
again. “My brothers are taking care of her.”
“Focus your energy on Ba’naj when he is here and focus on
your mate now,” he growled at him as Ta’noj did a running charge on him. “She
is ooman. If you do not give her what she needs she will seek it elsewhere.”
“Like my mother!” he roared at him. Ta’noj tried to catch
his breath as he stared at Lo’kesh.
“Exactly,” Lo’kesh nodded. He looked at Ta’noj carefully
before shaking his head. “You are angry with your mother? Is that one of the
reasons you are avoiding Jasmine? I understand not mating to keep your strength
up, but to not comfort her before the baby’s arrival is absolutely absurd. Go
to your mate. She is not Kayla.”
“Speak of my mother again and I will kill you,” Ta’noj
growled as he leaned against the wall. He closed his eyes, searching for any
clues that his mother was having an affair with Ba’naj. He hadn’t slept in
days, picturing everything that Shra’van told him. Every night he thought to
himself, did she really deserve to die? “I killed over and over again,
searching for an answer,” he spoke softly. “Now I wish I’d never known the
truth. Did she deserve to die? Should I kill my father for not keeping her
happy or should I kill the male who made her happy before her death?” He
finally looked up at Lo’kesh, whom was admiring his last weapon he earned from
a recent hunt. Lo’kesh looked over at the distraught Yautja. “Whom do I
supposed to kill Brother?”
“No one,” Lo’kesh answered before walking out of the room.
He turned around to add, "It is not your fight."
Jasmine tried to catch her breath as she stared at the
ceiling. She thought Su’ram would be tired after coming three times but he
stayed inside her until she begged for him to stop. He laid back and stared at
the ceiling as well. “That was by far the best mating I have ever done,” he
gasped. He turned to look at her. “I can continue. Are you sure you are
satisfied?”
“Hell yes,” she nodded; surprised she could even get a word
out from her failing voice.
“Jasmine, I am thinking about going to your planet and
obtaining a female.”
She turned to look at him like he went mad. “Obtain a
female?”
He nodded. “So how did my brother pursue you?”
“Well,” she thought for a moment. “He killed a Yautja in
front of me, and then he choked me. After a week we talked, then after meeting
your sisters he tossed me over his shoulder and told me I was going with him.
Later, he choked me again, but it was accidental.”
“Hmm,” Su’ram looked away for a moment before nodding his
head. “I refuse to kill a Yautja, but maybe the rest will work. Strangle her,
talk to her and throw her over my shoulder, choke her, then we mate.” He
groaned in delight. Su’ram looked at Jasmine and nodded, “Thank you.” Jasmine
laughed before snuggling deeper into the cover. He listened to her stomach
grumble before sitting up. “I will go and get us a snack.” Before she could say
no he was gone. Jasmine thought about how he used her body to his liking and
smiled. It wasn’t her Ta’noj, but it relieved the ache in her stomach.
“That was quick,” she sighed, not turning around. When
Ta’noj growled she turned to look at him.
“Did Su’ram satisfy you?” he looked at her with great
concern.
“The pain is gone,” she looked slightly embarrassed.
“Usually a soft purr on the stomach helps,” Ta’noj tried to
explain. “The soft kicks are encouraged to ensure a healthy pup. This pregnancy
is very different.” When she didn’t respond he walked over to her and sat down.
“I’ve wanted you since that night,” she admitted softly.
“His mating with me relieved some pain in my stomach, but it makes me want you
even more.”
“I am sorry for neglecting you,” he touched her face. “There
is a lot I wish to say.”
“I will stay up all night to listen,” she reached up and
stroked his lower mandible slowly.
Su’ram walked in and sat the food down on the bed. “Are you
joining us tonight Brother?”
“If you do not mind, can you rest in my quarters?” Ta’noj
nodded to his brother before looking over at Jasmine. “I need to converse with
Jasmine.”
“No mating,” Su’ram growled.
“Agreed,” Ta’noj acknowledged him. “Thank you for satisfying
her. Though I am sure Shra’van will be slightly disappointed. He has a liking
for Jasmine.”
“Good, then I will tease him in the morning and tell him how
good she was,” Su’ram chuckled.
Jasmine put he covers over her face until Su’ram left.
Ta’noj carried Jasmine to the shower to bathe her and just as gently, he put
her back in bed. She started to frown when he joined her in bed and started to
feed her. “Take off your cloth.”
“I must not be tempted by you if I am to kill Ba’naj
efficiently,” he handed her a piece of fruit. Despite his words, Jasmine could
see the hurt and anger in his eyes. He talked with little emotions other than
anger, but his eyes always told her how he truly felt. She leaned back into his chest as he told her
everything.
Shra’van sighed as he stared out into space in the
controller’s seat. He shook his head as he listened to his little brother’s
taunting clicks approaching him. “I do not wish to hear of your bragging,” he
chuckled. “It was anguish enough to listen to Jasmine screams.”
“So Ta’noj told me you like her,” Su’ram sat across from him
and folded his arms behind his head. “Pregnant females are the best. I told her
I was going to Earth to obtain a female. She told me how Ta’noj captured her, so
I will do the same.”
“You want an Ooman female?” Shra’van looked at him in shock.
Su’ram nodded.
“Theirs far too much pussy on Father’s ship,” Shra’van
mocked before laughing.
“Yes but if I can have some like hers everyday I will be
satisfied,” he groaned softly. “It is the way it locks down on you during that
peak…”
“I do not wish to hear about your endeavors with pregnant
females or Jasmine,” Shra’van looked over at his long range panel when it
started to beep.
“Jealous?”
He looked over at his brother. “Yes I am. She is to be my
mate if anything happens to Ta’noj, since you did not want anything to do with
her.”
“Yes, big mistake,” he sighed and started to look at what
his brother was doing. “That is pussy I would not mind settling down with.”
Shra’van laughed for a moment, but suddenly stood up. He
turned off the alert and looked over at Su’ram. “Ba’naj cruiser is heading this
way. And Father is right behind him.”
(Ba’naj Ship)
Ba’naj looked over his panel and grunted, “Get in line
Sh’lok.” He could see his cruiser was not far from his. With both running at
top speed Ba’naj would reach Shra’van’s cruiser a few hours before Sh’lok
reached him.
They knew. He knew it was only a matter of time before
Shra’van started to piece everything together. Their was no other reason for
Shra’van to leave his ship. Ba’naj looked out of the window and huffed. Ta’noj
had to know by now. He knows who killed his mother. He wanted to tell Ta’noj.
He wondered for a moment how many of Kayla children knew it was him. How many knew
of his love for her or their affair and how did they react. Ba’naj looked away
and went to his quarters to take a long hot shower.
He let the water flow over his locks for a while before he
started to wash his body. He could never take a shower without thinking of the
first time he showered with Kayla, or the many times afterwards.
(Flashback)
“You
can let me down now,” Kayla smiled at Ba’naj as he stood in front of the
shower. “I can still walk you know.”
“Barely,”
he teased.
“Would
you like to shower with me?”
Ba’naj
tilted his had to the side. “For what?”
Kayla
stared at him strangely. “You have never showered with your mates?”
“No,”
he chuckled as if Kayla told an amusing joke. He growled in protest when she
pulled him inside with her. Ba’naj stepped away from her and watched as she
lathered her body. “As much as I enjoyed exchanging body fluids I do not wish
to share your germs as you remove them from your body,” he sighed.
“Shut
up,” Kayla laughed. His eyes widened when Kayla bent over to clean her legs.
The way the soap and water hit her body made it glisten. He reached out and
touched her bottom, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Do not touch my germs.”
Ba’naj
thought after mating with her it would be impossible to get turned on again so
quickly. When Kayla stood up he pushed her against the wall, staring at the
hint of amusement in her eyes. When he growled at her, unlike his mates, she
continued to stare at him. Ba’naj bent down to gently purr against the jugular
of her neck. When he nipped her gently Kayla let out a loud moan. “Did I find
the spot that makes your pussy wet?” He slowly lifted her up by the waist so
she could be at eye level with him.
“One of
them,” she whispered as he continued to lick her neck and breasts. He could
feel the heat coming from in between her legs. Teasing Kayla a bit more he
gently pushed into her body as he stared at her. The water poured over her
breasts, making her nipples look enlarged. He slid her down on him slowly as he
listened to her satisfying moan. Kayla stared into Ba’naj eyes as he gripped
her tighter from his new found sensation.
“I need
to shower alone,” Ba’naj nuzzled her neck before taking in a deep breath. He
would have never fathomed ooman's to have so much energy. He almost felt like
he just had sex with all of his mates. “If I watch the water cascade off of
your ass again I just may take you.” Kayla smiled as she stepped out and
wrapped a towel around her body.
Ba’naj
grunted before making a continuous clicking sound of satisfaction. He stepped
out of the shower slowly, feeling slightly weak from mating with Kayla for over
an hour. He slowly stretched, flexing all of the muscles in his body before
paying attention to each area. By the time he flexed his arms he started to
chuckle. “I think I have met my match,” he growled as he walked closer to
Kayla, whom was lying on the bed watching him.
“If you
knew how good you looked you would want to fuck yourself,” she joked as he sat
next to her.
“No,
dick does not turn me on,” he laughed before touching her face. “But that mouth
of yours does. Say ‘fuck’ again.”
“Ba’naj,”
Kayla smiled.
Ba’naj
loved that slight drunk look in her eyes. It was the look his mates gave him
when they could take no more. They were fully satisfied, but Kayla’s scent was
just as strong as when they first mated. “Kayla it has been hours and I do not
think we have time.”
“Please,”
she whispered in his ear, touching his chest.
“Beg me
tomorrow,” he stood up and looked down at her.
Ba’naj grunted as he thought about the way she pouted when she
couldn’t have her way. He stepped out of the shower and flexed as he thought of
Kayla.
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