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(Mi’tra and Kuja’s Ship)
Ta’noj added more meat to Jasmine’s
plate. “Eat more, you are too thin to carry a child.”
“I told you, I’m not ready for kids,” she
looked at him as though he had lost his mind, before returning the meat to his
plate.
Kuja trilled softly as she listened to
them bicker.
“She is very ready,” Kuja spoke in
Yautja.
Jasmine smiled at Ta’noj. “Will you teach
me your language?”
He nodded.
“So what does this animal we're eating
look like?” Jasmine held up the paper thin meat. “It tastes like veal.”
“We would rather not show you,” Kuja
tapped her claws on the table before looking at Ta’noj. “Tell her the story
Brother.” Kuja trilled softly.
“My mother happened to go into the food
pen with my father one day,” Ta’noj started to smile as he thought of the story.
“When she saw what she had been eating, she expelled all the food from her
stomach before passing out. Afterwards, she began to loose weight because she
stopped eating.”
Kuja laughed, she had loved hearing her father
tell this story.
“My father would have to go to earth to
gather enough recognizable meat for my mother about, once every twenty years or
so. She would inspect the meat and nod in approval. Whenever someone reminded
her of the ordeal, she would get sick and excuse herself. She was known as the
breeding elder warrior with the soft stomach.” Ta’noj laughed at the thought.
“It made everyone on the ship laugh. So maybe you should not see what you are
eating, but rather enjoy it, because I am not going back to earth any time
soon.”
Kuja watched them a moment longer, then
excused herself. Jasmine watched her leave and noticed her obvious sadness.
“Why is she sad?”
“Kuja never wanted the life of a
warrior,” Ta’noj explained as he put the dishes up. “She was to mate with a
male named Z’as-hil. The evening of their ritual, she caught him mating with
another female. His reasoning was he wanted to practice on another female since
it was his first time. Then, he said he wanted to take both of them as mates
that evening.” Ta’noj held out his hand, and Jasmine took it. He pulled her out
of her chair and stroked her hair before they started to walk back to their
quarters.
“So what happened?” Jasmine sat on the
bed in their room and looked at Ta’noj as he undressed.
“Well, in a complete rage, she put on her
training attire and went into one of the sparring halls. It was the same one
that Mi’tra was doing her final training in. The older male trainer there
teased her because he too wanted Kuja at one time. Kuja beat him so badly, I
had to stop the fight. Another instructor who witnessed the battle told her she
could go on the hunt, and she did. She killed more than those hunters who
trained for years. When she got back, she locked her hair and went on hunts
with Mi’tra.”
Jasmine bit her lip for a moment as she
thought of Kuja. “It’s actually quite sad,” she whispered frowning.
“Z’as-hil felt equally bad and never took
the other female as a mate. He told Kuja he would wait for her forever if he
had to. It did not matter to him that she mated with another male. Kuja had given herself to the male she beat. I think her actions were motivated by anger.”
Ta’noj got on his knees in front of
Jasmine and started to take her dress off. She didn’t stop him. Instead she
felt softly in his hair before gently tugging on it. He growled softly at her.
She tried to growl back, but it made him laugh.
Jasmine noticed the clicking noise he
made as he sniffed at her body. “Is that a good sign?”
“What?”
“That noise you are making,” she smiled.
“I do not make 'noise' you silly ooman,”
he growled playfully.
He
laid back on the bed, and Jasmine laid her head on his chest. “What you hear,
are sounds of communication. I was letting you know I was pleased. Your scent
is very strong.” Jasmine sniffed him and, he laughed as he pushed her back on
the bed. “Would you like to go a little further tonight or do you wish to
wait?”
Jasmine kissed his neck softly and Ta’noj
took that as a positive sign. He positioned himself on top of her body and
instantly felt her fear. He tried calming her fears by softly nipping on her
neck and shoulders. Ta’noj groaned as he came closer to her nipples with his
tongue. He watched her close her eyes shut and, he continued to gently tease
her breasts with light flicks of his tongue.
Jasmine moaned loudly as one of his
fingers suddenly penetrated her body. Ta’noj fought with himself to take his
time. It had been over fifty years since he had mated and, her scent was
driving him crazy. He thought back to when he first learned to mate with
Kavi’ta. No one knew they mated before the ritual. He was patient with her and
thought he could be equally patient with Jasmine, but Kavi’ta's scent wasn’t as
strong as Jasmine's.
He overheard some males talk about how
strong his sisters' scents were, as they were half human. He had never smelled
a human in that way before he met Jasmine and Alexa daughters was of no
interest to him.
Ta’noj watched her reaction as he slowly
added another finger inside her. Jasmine screamed from the surprise intrusion.
He roared loudly as his body shook from the excitement. He could feel her
orgasm as he slowly worked his fingers in and out of her.
Remembering from his past experiences, he
held his fingers still inside of her as her orgasms subsided. He tried to
control his breathing as he held her from behind. “Go to sleep my mate. We will
try more at a later time.”
“But I want to please you too,” Jasmine turned
to look at him. Ta’noj felt her hands touch his ragging erection, and he
groaned softly.
“Jasmine, no,” he could tell she was
getting excited again. Jasmine gasped and barely had time to blink as Ta’noj
grabbed her arms and pinned them above her head. He was on top of her and her
legs were painfully spread open. “I do not wish to harm you.”
“I know,” Jasmine whispered as she stared
into his eyes.
He purred deeply as he talked to her in a
low tone. “It has been so long for me, I do not know if I will be able to stop
if you ask me to. It may be best to wait
until you are ready.” He closed his eyes and inhaled her scent. He looked at
her when she arched herself upwards. When she felt his engorged penis against
her wet opening, she sucked in a deep breath. Although she was no longer a
virgin, she felt like it was her first time all over again.
“Please go slow, Ta’noj.” He gave her a
nod before gently pushing the tip in. They both made a gasping sound. Ta’noj
stared into her face as she watched him push himself inside her body deeper. He
watched her bite her lip as he slowly pulled back out of her. Just as slowly he
pushed himself inside again, adding more than his last attempt.
Ta’noj didn’t recall Kavi’ta being half
as tight as Jasmine was. If it wasn’t for her wetness, he knew he would be
feeling pain, rather than the pure bliss he felt now. He suddenly felt her grip
him tighter as small contractions gently massaged him. “Jasmine, are you
coming?” Her loud moan and eagerness to accept more of him confirmed it. Ta’noj
roared as he pushed himself deep inside her.
Jasmine screamed trying to sit up with
the shock of the sudden pain, but Ta’noj pushed her back down and held her
shoulders. His pleasure and desire had driven him to the point of no return. He
pulled out half way before pushing himself inside her again. Jasmine screamed
again louder than the last time and Ta’noj groaned loudly as he made short
quick movements inside her body. When he started to come, he held himself
inside her.
Jasmine could feel him coming. Though he
held his body still, he was still moving involuntarily inside her. She could
feel the warmth of his come fill her up with every movement. That was the only
part of the ordeal she enjoyed.
Jasmine didn’t look at Ta’noj when he
slowly released himself from her body. Jasmine felt the pool of liquid rush out
of her after he released her. She slowly rolled over and held her knees to her
chest trying desperately not to cry.
Ta’noj sighed sympathetically as he tried
to hold her. He could smell her tears in the air and, his heart ached.
“Jasmine, are you alright?”
She shook her head no.
“I am so sorry if I hurt you. I promise
Jasmine, it will feel much better the next time, and you will start to crave it
like food.”
“I never want to have sex again,” she
spoke softly. “It’s not as I always imagined it would be. It hurts like hell,
and I refuse to do that any more, Ta’noj.”
“Ok,” he nodded as he rubbed her arm
gently. “You do not have to do anything you do not want to.” He grunted at the
thought. He remembered Kavi’ta saying the exact same thing; only he was a
little rough with her being it was his first time.
“I’m serious,” Jasmine snapped when she
heard him click his mandibles softly.
“I know,” he sighed as he thought of a
way to fix it. “Does this mean I cannot taste you anymore?”
“For now,” she held onto her legs
tighter. “It hurts.”
“If we were in our quarters on my
father’s ship, I would soak the pain away.” Jasmine winced as she tried to
move. Ta’noj purred softly against her neck until she fell asleep.
Ta’noj managed to get out of bed that
morning without waking Jasmine. He got dressed and went to Kuja’s room. “You
have to help Jasmine.”
“What is wrong?” Kuja jumped up and
started to head towards Ta’noj’s quarters, but he stopped her.
“I mated with her last night,” he
stammered.
“Oh, yes I heard you,” she joked. “Funny,
this time you were as loud as she was. You sounded like it was your first
time.”
“Kuja,” Ta’noj sighed as she chuckled
softly. “It is serious. I should have waited, because now she cannot move. When
she wakes up she may be in pain. Last night, she told me she will never mate
again.”
“What if she becomes pregnant, Ta’noj?”
Kuja snapped as she went to her drawer. “Pahel delivered all of us. We do not
know how to deliver pups!”
“Mi’tra does,” he grunted. Kuja turned to
look at him. “I guess I will just have to hold a knife to Mi'tra's throat when
she performs the procedure.”
“Learn to get along with your sister,”
Kuja sighed as she pulled out a salve.
“She needs to learn her place,” Ta’noj
growled.
“Mother didn’t have a problem with her
attitude.”
“Yes she did,” Ta’noj stared back at
Kuja. “Mother told me everything. She never kept any secrets from me.”
(Flashback)
When Ta’noj walked into his parent’s quarters
he stopped and listened carefully. He
recognized the sound of his mother crying and, he rushed into the main formal
room. “Mother?” he walked closer to her as she quickly wiped her tears away.
Ta’noj sat next to her, and neither one said a word.
“I just found out Mi’tra and Kuja are
going on a hunt,” she spoke softly. “I taught them how to defend themselves. I
didn’t want them to be weak. I never wanted my girls to be hunters Ta’noj.
Especially Kuja. This is not her path.”
“They are strong,” he nodded. “They will
do great.”
“They are not you,” Kayla smiled as she
tugged on one of his locks. “Did I ever tell you, you are my favorite?”
“Mother would never call favorites,” Kuja
laughed as they walked toward his quarters.
“Yes, you are correct,” Ta’noj chuckled.
“But the rest is true. She was especially worried about you. She thought you
were doing it for all the wrong reasons.”
“Yes, well it does not matter now. Leave
me alone with Jasmine.” Ta’noj nodded slowly at his sister, before walking
away.
Kuja walked slowly into her brother's
quarters. She watched Jasmine wince as she painfully turned her body toward
her.
“You are lucky you were not with an older
male. They are larger.” Kuja sat next to her and Jasmine frowned.
“That is impossible. There is no way it
can get any larger.”
Kuja laughed, “Please do not say that
around my brother. You will give him a bigger complex than he already has.”
Kuja removed the hair from her face as
Jasmine laid on her back. “I need to apply this cream in between your legs so
you can heal. The pain will diminish quickly.”
“Are you a doctor?” Jasmine gave her a
skeptical look.
“No, but Mi’tra studied medicine,” Kuja
answered. “Would you like her to do it instead? If I call Ta’noj to apply it,
he will take you immediately afterwards.” Jasmine turned her head and slowly
opened her legs. They didn’t speak for a moment as Kuja examined her bruises.
“I must say Jasmine you are a welcome
addition to our family. I have not heard Ta’noj laugh since our mother’s death.
I bow respectfully to anyone who can give him some peace of mind.”
“He is quite a serious person,” Jasmine
noted. She flinched when Kuja applied pressure.
“Believe it or not, Ta’noj was the
happiest child my mother ever had. He was helpful and very loving. He taught us
how to fight along with my mother and father. He played with his pups everyday.
And females wanted him with a passion. When Mother died he turned dark.” Kuja
paused for a moment as she thought about it. “His grief slowly turned him into
a bad blood. I never thought my brother could turn so evil.” Jasmine felt a
chill as she listened to Kuja talk about Ta’noj. She watched Kuja's eyes grow
dark as she continued to speak. “My family tried talking to him, but he would
just walk away.
“Did your father talk to him?”
Kuja nodded. “I do not know exactly what
happened, but it ended in a fight.” She stood up and walked to the bathroom.
“Is this what you used after you mated?”
Jasmine asked when Kuja returned from the bathroom with a towel.
Kuja cleaned Jasmine’s cut gently. “I
have never mated, Jasmine. I use this to heal my cuts and bruises after a
fight.”
“I’m sorry,” Jasmine looked at her as she
gently applied the cream. “Ta’noj told me…”
“Everyone thought that I mated after I
kicked that trainer’s ass,” she trilled softly. “That is not the way my story
goes.”
(Flashback)
Kuja started to focus on the body on the
ground. Everything her mother taught her and everything she ever learned with
her brothers came out as she beat him.
Ya’sha walked over to her. “Very
impressive Kuja. You will join the hunting party next week.”
“She is not a hunter,” Z’as-hil growled
angrily as he walked up to her. “She’s angry." he explained as he turned
to address her. "You have every right to be, Kuja.”
“If you value your life, you will never
speak to me again,” she roared at the one she once loved. Kuja turned around
and looked at Ya’sha. “I will be honored to join the first hunt.”
“Kuja…” Z’as-hil was unable to finish as
he felt a powerful blow to his nose. Kuja felt the pain in her arm and knew it
had to be even worse for him.
Ta'noj stood in front of her and pointed
towards the door. "Leave."
“Damn, Kayla can produce powerful
warriors can she not?” Ba’naj teased as the older males laughed.
Kuja suddenly felt guilty. She walked
over to the trainer. “I am sorry. Let me escort you to the medical lab.”
“Escort me to my quarters instead,” he
purred deeply.
“Kuja!” Z’as-hil growled.
Kuja nodded and walked out with the
trainer. When the elevator doors closed, she leaned against the wall and slid
down slowly. The mildly wounded warrior caught her before she reached the
floor. “You perform well when you are angry. Just like your mother and Su’tara.
That is why I hope you do not go on the hunt. You will not be angry enough to
survive.”
“He mated with another female,” Kuja
stared to cry on his shoulder.
“What are you doing?” he questioned
softly. He had never seen a female cry.
“I cannot stay on this ship and look like
a fool,” Kuja wiped her tears away. “Pretend like I mated with you.”
“Why would I lie?” he growled “More
importantly, why would I do such a thing to Sh’lok? He is my friend.”
“I wanted to kill Z’as-hil after finding
out what he had done,” she said, her anger rising again. “I just want him to
feel as much pain as I do.”
“You really think it would help if I told
him you and I mated?” he questioned softly as he stopped the elevator. He
pulled Kuja closer to him. “We do not have to pretend Kuja. I asked you to be
my third mate long ago.”
“I care deeply for Z’as-hil,” she looked
into his eyes. “Sa’dar, I do not wish to be anyone’s third mate. You are old
enough to be my father. Besides, you and your brother are going to die from all
that mating. I hear the rumors of him mating all over the ship.”
“You know age means nothing if you are
ready to have pups. And my brother does not mate all over the ship,” Sa’dar
stepped back. “That does not matter. If this is what you wish, then I will do
it for you, but I will not lie to your father if he asks me for the truth. Come
with me to my quarters so we can explain everything to my mates and you can
join us for an afternoon meal. Then go back to your quarters and take a
shower.” Kuja nodded and kissed his cheek.
“So why won’t you be with him?” Jasmine
questioned as she sat up. “Oh God, I feel so much better.” Jasmine stood up and
stretched. She was so happy the pain was gone, she didn’t care about being nude
in front of Jasmine.
Kuja trilled softly at Jasmine’s facial
expression. “Every time I come back from a hunt, I just get angry all over
again. The last time I saw him was almost five years ago and, he was still
waiting for me.”
“He’s waited for you over a century?”
Jasmine placed her hand over her heart. “Wow, that’s so romantic!”
“What is 'romantic'?” Kuja tilted her
head to the side. “My mother never used this word.” Jasmine paused before
explaining.
Kuja nodded. “Maybe I will talk to him
when we return. The last time I spoke a word to him, was over fifty years ago.”
She touched Jasmine’s hair. “I have some adornments in my quarters that would
look perfect in your hair.”
Kuja stood up and purred loudly as she
stretched. Jasmine watched her carefully. Her eyes were a beautiful emerald
green color that shone brightly when she mentioned Z’as-hil’s name.
“I would like that Kuja,” she nodded.
“Your eyes are so beautiful.”
“You should see my siblings,” she
chuckled. “We get our eyes from my father. Ta’noj and a few of my other
siblings have eyes like my mother's, but much brighter. And two of my younger
sisters' and my younger twin brothers’ eyes are actually blue. I like yours as
well.”
“Green and brown do not make blue,”
Jasmine shook her head. “Did your mother have kids with someone else?”
“Of course not,” Kuja laughed. “My mother
explained how her grandfather had blue eyes so it could be a genetic trait.”
Jasmine shook her head, but decided not
to say anything else. They walked slowly down the hall to Kuja’s quarters. “I
can’t believe how much better I feel,” Jasmine skipped for a moment, and Kuja
started to laugh at her. She turned to look at Kuja. “Do all of the females
look like you?”
“Only the females my mother produced,”
she explained. “Lex daughters look the same. I must warn you, I do not mind you
staring at me, but in our society others may consider it as a threat,
especially since you are not Yautja.” Jasmine nodded in acknowledgement.
“So who was this Ba’naj mating with on
the ship?” Jasmine questioned, randomly changing the subject.
Kuja thought for a moment, then looked at
Jasmine. “I do not know.”
(Sh’lok’s Ship)
Ba’naj chuckled as he followed his overly
excited son to his new living area. He was finally worthy enough to live in his
own quarters.
“Do not come running back to my quarters
during meal time,” Ba’naj warned him. “I will not let you in.”
“Mother will,” he chuckled as he opened
his doors. Ba’naj paused, standing outside of the room. His son turned to look
at him, noticing the sudden sadness on his face. “Father, are you ok?”
Ba’naj nodded. “Yes my son. I am fine.
But, I must leave.” He quickly handed him his belongings before walking quickly
away.
Ba’naj had not considered the possibly
that his son's new quarters would be the same he had used to meet Kayla in…
(Flashback)
Ba’naj paced the floor, his heart was
racing as he patiently waited for her. He sent an encrypted message to one of
Kayla’s tablets in hopes she would read it on time. Since their night together
in the sparring hall, he noticed how Kayla tried her best to avoid him. She
stopped attending the meetings, and she didn’t watch her sons spar if he was in
the same room. He turned around quickly when the doors opened.
“What is this?” she questioned in a low
tone as she walked towards him. “Why did you need to meet me here?” When he
stared at her, she looked away from embarrassment.
“Are you still embarrassed about what
happened between us?” he questioned softly as he rubbed her cheek with the back
of his hand. He could hear her heart racing and felt the warmth that was
suddenly apparent on her cheeks.
“We should have never done that Ba’naj.”
“Did you like it?” he growled softly near
her ear. “Did you like the way my dick was able to stimulate those spots inside
you that make you scream.” Kayla answered him with a soft sigh. “I thought so.”
Ba’naj stepped away from her body. He wanted her, but he didn’t want to
manipulate the situation any further. Kayla stood there for a while, not facing
Ba’naj.
She wrapped her arms around her body as
if there was a chill in the air. “I can’t stop thinking about it,” she
admitted. “I can’t stop thinking of you.” She turned to look at him. “But I
have no choice, Ba’naj.”
“Yes you do,” he shook his head.
“You have no clue how bad I want to feel
that way again,” Kayla blurted. Ba’naj watched her close her eyes and shake her
head.
“Then why are you still dressed?” Kayla
watched him as he slowly took his cloak off. Ba’naj could smell her excitement
as he slowly reached for his cloth. “I asked you a question, Kayla.”
Her head lowered a little and she slowly
started to take off her dress. Ba’naj let her know how pleased he was by
purring deeper than usual before stepping closer to her.
“Bend over on the bed.” Ba’naj could
barely control himself as her amorous scent hit him, reminding him once again
of their first time together. He touched her well rounded bottom before getting
on his knees behind her. He could hear Kayla’s breathing quicken in response to
his warm breath on her bottom. Ba’naj was amazed as he watched her get wet in
anticipation and yet he hadn’t touched her. He closed his eyes and inhaled her
womanly scent as his hands gently massaged her bottom.
Kayla screamed into the bed as his tongue
pierced her wet opening. He held her shaky legs as he savored what he’s been
craving for since the last time they were alone. Ba’naj flipped her over
without moving his tongue from inside her. They stared at each other for a
moment before Kayla's head fell back. Just when her climax was about to take
her, Ba’naj withdrew his tongue and grabbed her ankles. He opened her legs
until she winced from the pain.
He
stared at Kayla for a moment. He never knew he could find any human female to
be as beautiful as a Yautja female. His breathing matched hers as he watched
her breasts rise and fall. Ba'naj pushed himself into her body slowly, this
time watching her face as she moaned loudly. When she gasped from the length of
him filling her, he withdrew just as slowly. After several tries he knew
exactly how much Kayla wanted. Though it was not his full length, he was
equally as satisfied. When Ba’naj wanted to hear her scream he would feed her
body a few more inches. He roared and clawed at the bed as he tried to not mark
her. As badly as he wanted too, Ba’naj knew it would be hard for her to explain
the markings. His body shook as he tried not to claim her with his bites and
claws. He dove into her body harder and faster as he felt her climax for the
third time.
Ba’naj grabbed her waist and held it
tight as he watched himself plunge over and over into her body. She screamed to
the top of her lungs as he came inside her. Ba’naj stared into Kayla eyes as he
tried to catch his breath and finally, with much hesitation, he maneuvered his
body and laid behind her. “That was better than the first time,” he growled
softly in her ear.
“I know,” Kayla gasped as she turned to
look at him. “I don’t understand how that's even possible.”
Ba’naj chuckled before letting out a deep
sigh. He laid there for a moment, studying her face. He traced the small lines
on her face and around her lips. “You are so beautiful. The expression on your
face when we fuck is an indescribable beauty that I had never witness on a
female.”
“Ba’naj,” Kayla sighed.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he teased, knowing
his loose tongue infuriated her on occasion.
She was about to get up but he pushed her back
down.
“Please do not rush off afterwards. It is
insulting. And I will not use the word ‘fuck’ for the remainder of the day.”
Kayla gave him a skeptical look.
“But you have mates to get back to,”
Kayla touched his sharp teeth and shivered. Ba’naj thought she was cold so he
scooted closer to her and held her close. “I know P’tea is in heat.”
“You are my concern and top priority
right now,” Ba’naj squeezed on her waist softly. “Nothing else matters to me.”
“You make me feel like I am the only
female you mate with,” Kayla gave him a shaky laugh as she looked away. “Can
you teach Sh’lok that trick?”
He shook his head no. “I am sorry I can
not.” Ba’naj's hand traveled up towards her face and gently pushed her locks
back. “But everyday at this time you will be the only one I want to be with.
Right here in this room. I will be waiting for you.”
“We can’t have sex everyday,” Kayla
laughed.
“Who said we had to have sex?” he
questioned as he stood up. He carried Kayla to the shower and ravished her body
once more before they parted ways.
When Ba’naj snapped out of his erotic
thoughts of Kayla he growled lowly. “What are you staring at?”
“What are you thinking about?” Pahel
growled back. “The past haunts you far worse than any Yautja I have ever known.
Move on.”
“Mind your business,” Ba’naj pushed past
the aging doctor. Pahel shook his head before walking into his quarters.
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