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(Mi’tra and Kuja’s Ship)
Ta’noj watched Jasmine as she walked out
of the bathroom, her well formed body dripping from the shower. She sat on the
edge of the bed and dried off. He slowly removed the covers from his body and
crawled down towards Jasmine. She smiled as she heard his heavy breathing
approaching her. Before he even touched her, Jasmine could feel his warm breath
on her back. “Take off the towel, Jasmine.”
She turned and looked at him. “No,” she
replied in his language.
Ta’noj chuckled as he easily ripped the towel
from her body. He licked her slowly from the small of her back up to her hair
line and back down. He paused for a moment to stare at Jasmines shapely figure
before grabbing her by the waist, and pulling her closer to his body. Ta’noj
stood on his knees and inhaled her womanly scent. When Jasmine stood up on the
bed he sat down and grunted at the convenience of her sex directly in his face.
She could feel his tongue slowly teasing
her, licking each of her thighs. Though she parted her legs, he would not touch
her. Jasmine thought for a moment that his actions were highly unusual being he
was practically begging her for it. Now she found herself tempted to beg him.
She bit her lip as she tried not to move.
Ta’noj leaned back and looked up at her.
The strained look on her face almost made him laugh. “Bring it to me,” he
growled.
Jasmine wanted to say no. She remembered
the pain of mating with him like it was yesterday, but she also remembered his
tongue and the pleasure it could produce. She moaned softly at the thought of
him touching her again.
Ta’noj waited patiently as she stood
there, undecided on exactly what to do. “I said bring it to me.” He stuck his
tongue out and licked her thighs once more. Jasmine stepped closer to him, but
he didn’t move. She placed her hands on the side of his face as she moved
closer to his mouth. She trembled when he emitted a deep purr.
Ta’noj closed his eyes and inhaled her
feminine musk. He ached to be inside her, but this time he told himself he
would not ask her. She will beg for it. He heard her gasp when she accidentally
brushed herself up against his right lower mandible. The second and third time
wasn’t any accident. He waited until her pulse quickened before he decided to
taste her. Ta’noj watched Jasmine bite her lip as she looked down at him. He
gently parted her lips, teasing her clit before slowly going inside her. He
growled happily at her quick response to his tongue. She tried to move closer
to him, but he pulled back. He didn’t want her to come on his tongue and go to
sleep fully satisfied. He wanted more. Ta’noj could feel her orgasm
approaching. He stopped and looked at her. “No,” she pleaded.
“Are you begging?” he teased as he moved
away from her body. Ta’noj leaned against the metal headboard. Jasmine stood on
the bed looking at him like he just lost his mind as Ta’noj removed his cloth.
“You may control my body, but not my tongue.” He held out his hand and she
walked over to him. Jasmine was hesitant to straddle him at first. She looked
at him and could tell he was more then ready. The pre-come on his tip told her
she shouldn’t tease him much longer. To show her he wouldn’t touch her body he
placed his hands behind his head.
“Don’t move ok?” she pleaded as she
slowly started to go down on him. Jasmine held onto Ta’noj’s shoulders as she
watched her body accept a few inches. She groaned loudly, and Ta’noj closed his
eyes. He felt himself losing control. He wanted so desperately to grab her ass
and plunge her body down on his dick, but he knew she would never trust him
again. He felt her body squeeze on him gently as she went up and back down
again very slowly. He opened his eyes, when she screamed softly.
Jasmine had over half of Ta’noj inside
her, and she felt stuffed. She wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her
face on his broad shoulder. “Please do not bite me,” he growled in warning. “I
will not be able to control myself, I will take over.” All Jasmine heard was
her pulse racing as she started to have an orgasm. She knew he said something,
but his body felt so good Jasmine bit down on his shoulder as she screamed.
Ta’noj roared as he grabbed her hips, slamming her down the rest of the way. He
growled and bit her shoulder as the impending orgasm took over his body.
Jasmine could feel it and held onto him tighter as he roughly used her body.
Ta'noj finally held her down and proceeded to grind himself inside her as he
felt his overdue release. “Jasmine,” he whispered, completely out of breath.
Her head laid limp on his shoulder. Ta’noj stayed
inside her as he held her worn out body and stroked her damp hair.
(The Gro’thon-ious
Ship)
Mordecai held Shra’van against the wall
by his throat as Su’ram watched with rage. “If you were not my brother, I would
snap your fucking neck for saying such things about our mother,” he snarled.
“Let me down,” Shra’van growled angrily
at his brother. He could understand their anger, which is why he didn’t kill
them. Shra’van finally pushed Mordecai away.
“My turn,” Su’ram barked as he charged at
Shra’van.
“Enough!” Shra’van pushed Su’ram away and
pulled out a dagger. They watched their older brother carefully, wondering
which way they should attack him. They both slowly and carefully pulled out
weapons. “I can understand your anger. I felt the same way when I found out everything…”
“Why did you not kill Sa’tesh for saying
such things?” Su’ram yelled at him. “I can understand your weakness towards
your mate’s mother, but you should have killed the old Yautja!”
“I cannot kill someone for telling the
truth, Su’ram,” Shra’van noticed neither one was going to back down as they
both stood ready to charge at him. Shra’van slowly placed his dagger on the
table. To show he was not going to harm them he started to remove the weapons
from his body. Su’ram and Mordecai looked at one another before they too
started to remove their weapons. Shra’van laughed at the table full of blades,
daggers and shrunkens. “How in the hell did you
conceal a combistick?” Shra’van laughed.
“Do not ask,” Mordecai grunted as he
leaned back. He stared at his distraught brother. “Are you certain of the
information you learned?” Shra’van nodded his head and slowly flicked his
mandible. “Do you think Ba’naj could have killed Mother because she would not
be his mate?”
“I was told no,” Shra’van sighed. “But my
gut tells me he did.”
“So our Brother’s fight was at home all
along,” Su’ram growled. “Let us go kill Ba’naj.”
“He is an arbitrator,” Shra’van reminded
them both, “He cannot be touched. Only the home planet elders can sentence him
to his death.”
“So, Mother may have not earned her
elder's status if she and Ba’naj never fought,” Mordecai sighed. “Doubly discredited. The others cannot know of this
Shra’van, especially Father.”
“We are not too far from Fathers ship.
Send for Su’tara and Lo’kesh, if he is available.”
“Why?” Su'ram questioned.
“When Ta’noj finds out it could have been
Ba’naj, she will be the only one who can calm him down,” Shra’van explained.
“Like Mother, she and Ta’noj were close.”
“I have already thought of that,”
Mordecai leaned back in his seat and crossed his arms. “So they are on their
way. Our brothers are with them. Two are on hunts and will join us later. I
told our sisters to stay with Father.
“Ba’naj trains,” Su’ram looked at both of
them. “He trains hard since mother’s death. He knew we would find out, and he
is ready.” Shra’van watched Su’ram’s eyes light up.
“Should we inform Ta’noj?”
“If anyone will kill him, it will be my
little brother,” Shra’van tapped the table. “He will not be complete until he
kills the person that killed Mother. Ta’noj would not care about him being an
arbitrator." Shra'van thought for a moment before nodding, "Let him
seal Ba’naj’s fate. We will watch.”
“If we are asked why we killed a high
ranking Yautja?” Mordecai questioned.
“Make something up, but Mother's
indiscretions will not be talked about.”
Shra’van looked up when Em’mi’s little
sister walked in. “Your mate is looking for you,” she looked over at Su’ram and
Mordecai, and then nodded politely.
“Come here,” Mordecai growled at her. Lin’ka
folded her arms and stared at him with raised eyebrows. “Please?” he added as
he studied her. He had never before noticed her dark beauty and confident
stance. Lin’ka walked closer to him. She
had seen Mordecai on the ship many times, but he never paid any attention to
her. He stood in front of her, staring into her golden eyes as they looked back
at him with curiosity. He touched her cheek softly, and she smiled..
“What the hell are you doing?” Shra’van
questioned. Mordecai held up his hand to silence his brother.
“I know you do not have a mate,” Mordecai
purred softly. “Become my mate Lin’ka and I will move to this ship so you can
stay close to your family. If you have any potential males in mind tell me
their names so I can kill them.”
Shra’van and Su’ram watched their brother
in shock. They had never known him to show interest in any female, until now.
Lin’ka continued smiling as she appraised him.
“Are you serious?” Su’ram chuckled.
Mordecai held his hand up again, as he waited for Lin’ka to answer him.
Lin’ka stood silently for a moment. Just
like several of his other brothers, his eyes were a piercing emerald green.
Though she glanced at him from time to time, she never noticed how bright they
really were. He was extremely muscular and tall. She had seen him fight several
times and was impressed. “You are a bold one,” she teased. “I’ve had my share
of proposals, but never from a male who never bothered to even say hello to
me.”
“Hello Lin’ka,” he tilted his head to the
side. “Now answer me.”
She stared at him a moment longer before
nodding her head. “I will be your mate.” He gently nudged her cheek with his
mandibles. Mordecai trilled softly, and Lin’ka let out a light laugh.
“We will make a formal announcement
later, now leave before I take you in front of my brothers,” he growled
playfully.
Lin’ka looked over his shoulder at
Shra’van and Su’ram. She thought all of Kayla's sons were extremely handsome,
but to mate with any of them was unimaginable. She looked back at Mordecai. “As if that would be a bad thing.” She looked at Shra’van
again. “Will you two prepare me for my ritual?”
They both nodded yes before she walked
out of the room. When the door closed, Mordecai turned to look at his brothers.
“So where were we?” he sat back down
clicking his mandibles happily.
“What the fuck was that all about,”
Su’ram laughed. “Females have tried desperately to mate with you for over two
hundred years and now you suddenly decide to take Lin’ka? When did you first
notice her?”
“When she walked through the door,” he
grunted. He looked over at Shra’van. “My apologies for
attempting to kill you. You do not mind if I move onto your ship, leader
Shra’van?”
“Shut up,” Shra’van grunted. He shook his
head in disbelief. “Lin’ka likes no one.” He looked at his brother and laughed.
“Amazing.” He turned to look at Su’ram.
“Excuse my boldness brother, but there is
far too much pussy on Father's ship for me to be mated to one female. So do not
look at me. I have plenty of pups I do not know of.” Mordecai laughed, and
Shra’van shook his head.
“How is Kavi’ta?” Shra’van stood up and
started looking over the weapons. One held his interest, but Su’ram started to
growl. “I will fight you for it later.”
“She is excited to see Ta’noj,” Mordecai
snatched one of his daggers from Shra’van. “She is so devoted to him. I have
guards watching her and his pups. She had only one pup with K’garn.”
“Will there be a problem with him
relinquishing his duty to her?"
“K'garn has a mate,” Su’ram reminded him.
“He likes Kavi’ta, but he does not care for her as a mate.”
“Well, Ta’noj took on a second mate
during his journey home,” Shra’van sighed as he watched his brothers' shocked
faces. “Kuja told me she is a female ooman. This female, Jasmine, has helped
him deal with his past, so she is welcome on my ship and in our family. Kavi’ta
does not know of this yet, and we will not tell her.”
(Mi’tra and Kuja’s Ship)
Jasmine moaned softly as she felt a light
tingle in between her legs. She opened her eyes and moaned louder before
smiling down at Ta’noj, his tongue poised at her entrance. He stared into her
eyes as he slowly licked her. After a moment Jasmine held onto Ta’noj’s head as
she furiously bucked her way to a quick orgasm. Ta’noj held up his weight on
his hands as his body towered over her. “Did you sleep well?”
Jasmine shook her head yes. “Ta’noj, I do
not feel any pain.”
“I applied some of Kuja’s cream between
your legs while you were sleeping.” Jasmine pulled him closer and he growled at
her. “As bad as I want you again, you need to heal.” He got out of bed and got
dressed. He went to the control room to see Mi’tra looking over the panels. She
looked up at him, but didn’t say anything.
Ta’noj had a few very large sisters, but
Mi’tra was the only one who was almost as large as him and the same height. He
knew battling Mi’tra would be a serious fight. He nodded at her, and she nodded
in return. “I was able to shave some time from our trip. I cut it down by at
least a month,” she pressed several buttons to confirm the coordinates. Ta’noj
sighed and nodded in approval. She looked back up at him. “Are you afraid of
your fate?”
“Of course not,” he walked towards his
sister. “I am afraid of yours and Kuja’s. When those in the other clans learn
that you safely escorted me back home, you two may not be so safe when you go
on your hunts.”
“Do not worry about us,” she grunted. “I
will take care of Kuja.”
“Do not let her hear you say that,” he
smiled. “Come spar with me.”
“Alright,” Mi’tra walked passed him.
“When I whip your ass, I will not tell your new mate.”
Kuja and Jasmine were talking to one
another in the meal area when Ta’noj and Mi’tra walked in. “Are you alright?”
Jasmine looked at him with great concern, when she noticed the bruises on his
neck and dried blood on his cheek. Mi’tra trilled in delight as she sat down.
Ta’noj growled at her. Kuja shook her head as she looked at them both.
“They were sparring,” Kuja patted
Jasmine’s hand. “Neither one knows when to yield.”
“I yield to no one,” Mi’tra growled as
she ate.
“Neither do I,”
Ta’noj growled in return. “Good fight Mi’tra.” They nodded to one another, and
Jasmine sat back down.
“Ta’noj,” she looked at him as he ate.
“There was something I meant to ask you. There is a name I hear often at night.
Who is Ro’shan?”
Jasmine became worried when he turned and
stared at her angrily. Without answering her, he stood up and left. Kuja
followed her brother, while Mi’tra continued to eat.
“You know how to clear a room do you
not?” she teased. When Jasmine looked at her, she growled in return. There was
a long uncomfortable silence between them.
“Ro’shan was our half brother. It was
rumored that Ta’noj killed him. You just confirmed it.” Mi’tra walked out of
the room.
“Ta’noj?” Kuja spoke softly as she
touched his shoulder. He was sitting in the pilot seat staring off into space.
“Yes Kuja,” he sighed. “I killed him, and
it has haunted me ever since. I did not see his clan mark, and he kept his mask
on.” Ta’noj shook his head. “By the time I realized who it was, it was too
late.” Kuja was silent. “How is Stef’na?”
“Well, I do not know, but if she knows it
was you, I’m sure she wants you dead,” Kuja chuckled. Kuja rushed over to the
communication screen after hearing a beep. She covered her mouth and gasped.
“It’s Shra’van.”
“What do you mean?” Ta’noj walked over.
“I used that ancient language mother
taught us to send him a message.”
“Morse code?”
Kuja nodded. “He separated from Father
and Sa’tesh's ship and is heading this way. We will see him in a matter of a
few months. Kavi’ta and your children are on his ship.” Kuja looked at Ta’noj
and bit her lip. “He has been investigating Mother’s death.” Ta’noj nodded and
walked off. “Ta’noj?”
“What,” he growled.
“When are you going to tell Jasmine she
is pregnant?”
“When I feel she can deal with it,” he
replied as he went to his quarters. He wasn’t surprised to see Jasmine waiting
for him.
“I’m sorry,” she stood up and walked
towards him. “I didn’t know it was a secret…”
“It is ok,” he nodded to her. Ta’noj took
her hands and rubbed them gently as he told her what happened and who Ro’shan
was. “So now do you think I am safe to be around?”
“Well after looking at that cut on your
face I was thinking of befriending Mi’tra to protect me,” she teased softly. Ta’noj
laughed, and Jasmine touched his face. “I will always feel safe with you.”
“We will meet with my brother’s ship
soon,” he started to take off his clothes. “My mate and children are on his
ship. I have not seen them in over fifty years.” Ta’noj turned to look at
Jasmine when her pulse started to race. “Are you ok?” She nodded yes, but he
knew she was lying. Ta’noj walked closer to her and held her waist. “I will
never leave your side. Not until you are comfortable. Kavi’ta will adore you
and you will like her as well.” Jasmine sighed and smiled at him. Ta’noj
wrapped his arms around her and purred in her ear. “And, if you are wondering,
we all sleep in the same bed together. I can’t wait to pleasure you both.”
Jasmine gasped and turned to look at him. Her expression made Ta’noj laugh.
(Sh’lok’s Ship)
(Flashback)
Ba’naj stormed down the halls, blindly
walking off his anger. He couldn’t believe the nerve of Sh’lok bragging about
his three mates. More importantly, he couldn’t believe his anger over the situation.
He shook his head as he imagined Kayla
mating with him. He knew having feelings for Kayla as a mate and fucking her on
a continuous basis would be dangerous, but it was a risk he was willing to take
to be close to her. He remembered just wanting to have sex with her once to
relieve his curiosity. He found himself drawn to more than her sex, but also
her emotions and now he felt as she did. The rage, jealously
and the worst of all, his infatuation with her. Ba’naj roared angrily as
he continued to walk blindly down several corridors.
“I should kill that boy,” he mumbled to
himself. Ba’naj was about to pass by one of the medical labs but suddenly
stopped when he saw Kayla walking in his direction. He looked around to make
sure no one was watching, before grabbing her arm roughly and pulling her into
the nearest room. The storage containers shook as he pushed her body against
them. She looked at him like he had gone crazy before he roared angrily at her.
Ba’naj watched as she slowly lifted her dress to retrieve her sticks and, he
quickly grabbed her wrists. “Do not ever think of pulling a weapon out on me,”
he snarled angrily. He started to lift her dress up, but she pushed him away.
“What is your problem!” she yelled at
him. She tried to move away, but he pushed her back again, this time pinning
his heavy body against hers so she couldn’t move.
“Your mate had to brag about how good it
was to fuck all three of you last night,” he growled angrily as he stared at
her. “You may not be mine by name, but damn it Kayla ..." Ba'naj looked at
her as he tried to find the correct words to express himself. "Do you not
understand? I do not want to hear about you fucking another female or Sh’lok! I
can not bear hearing it.” Ba’naj listened to his words and couldn’t believe he
spoke them out loud. He spoke slowly so she could understand his every word,
“You are mine.”
He watched Kayla cock her head to the
side. “He is my mate,” she growled at him. “I’m not going to deny him.” He
watched her wince from the pain of being pinned in-between his body and the
steel containers. Ba’naj pressed harder against her body.
“Who do you belong to?” he growled as he
pulled up her dress. Kayla tried to move his hand but he barked at her and
pushed her hand away. “I asked you a question Female!” Ba’naj had never been so
angry and turned on at the same time. He started to breathe harder as he
inhaled Kayla’s scent. “Who does your pussy get wet for? Whose dick do you want
inside you?” He roughly removed his cloth as he looked down at Kayla and waited
for an answer. “Answer me!”
She shook her head no. He felt her body
tremble as he rubbed himself on her outer thigh then her inner thighs. Ba’naj
lifted her up and slammed her back against the canisters. A soft whimper
escaped her mouth, but he didn’t know if it was from pain or pleasure.
“Who do you constantly come for Kayla?”
he barely said above a whisper as he felt her. Her head fell back as soon as he
felt how wet she was. “Whose dick fits inside this tight pussy perfectly?” He
pushed himself inside her and watched her scream. On his second thrust he
roared at her as he already felt close to coming. Without thinking, he bit down
roughly on her neck to keep her still as he pounded his way towards his orgasm.
“Is everything ok?” A guard walked up to
them, and Ba’naj quickly turned to look at him. His heart started to race
wildly. He wanted to ignore the guard and continue fucking Kayla and yet, he
knew if he allowed the guard to leave, it would mean death for Kayla and
himself. The guard cocked his head to the side. “Ba’naj?”
Ba’naj quickly grabbed the guard by the
throat and snapped his neck. Kayla screamed her orgasm as Ba’naj started to
come deep inside her. In a trance like state, he didn’t realize he was still
holding the dead guard’s neck. He shoved himself deep into Kayla over and over
again. Never feeling such an experience of mating and killing all at once,
Ba’naj roared so loud Kayla covered her ears. He held his cheek tightly pressed
against hers as he tried to gain some control. When Kayla heard the thud of the
guard’s body she looked over and gasped. She tried to wiggle her way free of
Ba’naj’s grasp but he simply slammed her body back. They stared at one another.
Ba’naj didn’t know what to say. Kayla
looked just as shocked as he did. He wheezed softly as he gasped for air and
listened to the loud pounding of her heart. He had never killed for any of his
mates, but to feel Kayla come on him again, he would kill again. For a moment
the anger and mating had driven him crazy. Ba’naj suddenly realized how much he
liked it.
“Have you ever come that hard before?”
Kayla shook her head no as she stared
into his eyes. Her eyes started to water. Before Ba’naj could ask what was
wrong, she held onto him for dear life as she whispered softly in his ear. “You, in answer to all your questions. I belong to you,
Ba’naj.” She looked up at him as he slowly released himself from her body. He
watched her cringe from the pain.
He growled as he fixed his cloth.
“Forgive me for taking part of my rage out on your body. I lack verbal
communication skills when I am angry.” They both looked down at the guard. “I
had to.”
“I know,” she nodded.
He woke up and looked around before
placing his hands on his face. “What have I done,” Ba’naj whispered. He looked
over at his sleeping mates, before getting out of the bed. Ba’naj got dressed
and headed towards one of the sparring halls.
“I thought I would catch you alone some
day,” Pahel said as he entered the elevator with Ba’naj. He waited a few
moments before stopping the elevator. “Months ago, Shra’van requested Kayla’s
records.”
“What did you tell him?” Ba’naj looked
over at the doctor.
“I told him it would take me some time,”
he sighed. “But I can not continue to put him off. I will have some falsified
documents transmitted to his ship.”
“Thank you, Pahel,” Ba’naj nodded.
“I am not doing this for you,” Pahel
growled as he thought of Kayla. “This is for Kayla.” He started the elevator
back up. “Her family must never know what happened.”
Ba’naj nodded at the doctor before
stepping off the elevator. He walked slowly towards one of the halls as he
thought over the dream he had many nights before. Ba’naj stopped for a moment
and closed his eyes before entering. When he looked around all he could picture
was Kayla. He twirled his combistick before he started to practice a series of
moves.
Ba’naj looked over and touched Kayla’s
neck. She flinched from the pain. “It feels good does it not?” He caressed her
cheek with his thumb.
“What were you thinking?” she panicked.
“I was not.”
“How in the hell am I going to explain a
bite mark?” Ba’naj stepped closer to her and looked down at his mark on her
body. It made him want her again. He covered her mouth with one hand and gently
scraped his claws across the wound. He could hear Kayla whimper against his
hand.
“I am sorry,” He looked into her teary
eyes. “I never wish to cause you any pain in this manner.” He stepped back
again and looked at the mark. “It looks like you were injured from sparring. Go
to Pahel’s son or some other pup to have them heal you.”
“You speak as if you've done this
before,” Kayla said in an annoyed tone. Ba’naj chuckled softly as he crossed
his arms.
“Kayla, are you jealous?”
She stepped closer to him and inhaled his
scent before caressing her cheek against his. He groaned softly in her ear.
“Are you jealous Ba’naj?”
“Can you not tell?” he touched the claw
marks on her neck. “Unfortunately… Yes.” He sighed. “You are losing blood. Go
to the medical lab.” He looked down at the guard. “I will deal with this.”
Ba’naj roared as he threw his weapon,
watching it stick to the corner of the ceiling. “What have I done?” he
whispered. He sat down as the sweat poured off his body. Ba’naj took in a deep
breath. He could never practice without thinking of Kayla. Ba’naj's head turned
in time to see Sh’lok leave the room.
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