Kayla's Revenge | By : ZenRose Category: M through R > Predator Views: 7710 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I’ve included a lot of new names in this
chapter so I hope it’s not too confusing… happy holidays!
(Mi’tra and Kuja’s Ship)
Jasmine shook her head in denial, as she
backed away from Ta’noj. “I'm not feeling nauseated. My period isn't due... yes
it is.” Jasmine started to think for a moment as she shook her head and slumped
down in the nearest chair. “This can’t be happening,” she stammered as she
looked at Kuja, eyes wide.
“It is true,” Kuja nodded. “It is not a
bad thing, Jasmine.” Kuja looked to her concerned brother, then back to his
distraught mate. “But we are concerned that you are not showing any signs of
pregnancy. I can tell small signs from being around my sisters and I am sure
Ta’noj can hear the heart beat. We have to ask you to allow Mi’tra to examine
you…”
“No,” Jasmine shook her head in protest.
Fed up with her attitude, Ta’noj growled
before lifting Jasmine over his shoulder. He ignored her pleas as he carried
her, kicking and screaming, straight to the medical lab. Mi’tra looked up at them
when they entered and growled. He gently placed Jasmine on the examination
table. Jasmine was silent as her
attention instantly became focused on Mi'tra.
“I need you to make sure Jasmine and the
baby is well.”
“I will not touch the ooman,” Mi’tra huffed
as she turned her back.
“Ta’noj, no!” Kuja looked on in shock as Ta’noj drew
his dagger with lightning speed, and held it against his sister’s throat.
“If anything happens to my pup you will
die,” he snarled. Ta'noj released his
hold, and they stared at one another for a few moments with pure hatred in
their eyes. Mi’tra pushed Ta’noj away and walked over to Jasmine.
“Lay back,” she growled as she began
preparing some instruments. “Ta’noj, if you ever threaten me
again, I will kill you in your sleep and collect the bounty on your head.”
“And I will find some way to do the same
to you,” Jasmine snapped. They all looked at her. “Bounty free, of course.”
Mi’tra stared at her and for the first time, Jasmine returned her glare.
“She is learning,” Mi’tra grunted in
Yautja. Ta’noj purred as he touched Jasmine’s face. Mi’tra instructed her to
remove the plugs in her nose, but when she did she started to gasp for air.
Ta’noj thought it was odd that she could not breathe their atmosphere.
“What is wrong with her?” he snapped. “Is
the baby ok?”
“Let me do what needs to be done or get
the fuck out,” Mi’tra barked as she studied Jasmine with surprising gentleness.
They were silent as Mi’tra ran several instruments over Jasmine. “She’s fine.”
“What do you mean?” Ta’noj growled.
“There is nothing wrong with her. She and
the baby are fine,” Mi’tra grunted and went back to her work.
Jasmine was quiet and contemplative the rest
of the day.
That night, Ta'noj held her close to his
body as they laid in bed. “I’m just afraid Ta’noj,”
she spoke softly.
“I know,” he nodded. “We will be on my
brother’s ship before you are ready to deliver, and there will be several
skilled and experienced healers to assist you.” He brushed her hair back with
his mandibles. Jasmine groaned with contentment. It felt like a soft head
massage.
“You defended me, Jasmine. I was
impressed, but do not do it again.”
“Mi’tra is an ass,” Jasmine smiled. “You
two are close?”
“I trained her,” Ta’noj grunted. “For
that reason, if we really did battle it would be a glorious fight to the
death.”
“You are so dramatic,” She started to
fade off to sleep.
Ta’noj shook his head. If
you only knew, Jasmine.
(The Gro’thon-ious
Ship)
“Ga’gan,” Shra’van shook his shoulder
before stepping aside, to let him in his quarters. “Is everything ok?”
Ga’gan nodded.
“And the project I asked you to
overlook?” Shra’van looked at him with great concern.
“It is going along just fine and will be
completed before we reach the home world with Ta’noj,” he assured him. “Right
now, I am more concerned about you.” He sat down and waited for Shra’van to
join him. Mordecai and Su’ram walked into the room from the entryway. They
didn’t bother asking to be seated. They both took a seat next to Shra’van. When
Shra’van stared at them, they returned his stare. “It is ok. I just want you to
know that no matter what anyone claims Ta’noj has done, he is still my former
mate’s son, and I will not allow any harm come to him.”
“Thank you Ga’gan,” Mordecai nodded in
appreciation. “My mother always had good things to say about you.”
“I am shocked,” Ga’gan teased. “I
remember, whenever Kayla spoke of Ta’noj, her eyes would light up. The point I
wanted to make with you is this: watch out for Stef’na’s sons. They may
retaliate and attempt to kill Ta’noj. I have informed the control room to alert
you or me to any ships heading in their direction if they can. Mitra is very skilled in staying out of range of others.”
Mordecai nodded. He noticed the new
design on one of his mandibles. “New markings?”
“Your brother decided to make me part of
his high counsel,” Ga’gan grunted. “Though I’m sure your father objected.”
“You and Father need
to get it over with and just fight,” Su’ram grunted.
“Hmm, I think I will fight you three
instead,” he stood up and stretched. “I will see you in the practice hall in a
few hours.”
When Ga’gan opened the door to leave,
Su’tara was standing in front of him. She trilled softly before giving him a
hug. “Hello, Father,” Su’tara stepped back to look at him. “You are aging
well.”
“How are my grand pups?”
“They are well,” She walked over to
Shra’van and handed him her baby before turning back to Ga’gan. “Lee’na is
watching them for me, and I am still nursing Ja’vai.”
Ga’gan stared at her a moment longer with
obvious affection. When he looked into her eyes, he could swear he was staring
into the eyes of his brother. He finally nodded and left.
“Take your child,” Shra’van growled at
her. Su’tara ignored him and greeted her brothers.
“Your other brothers are looking for you
Mordecai,” she teased. “Is it true? You are actually taking on a mate?”
“Take your child,” Shra’van barked.
“Yes it is,” Mordecai nodded proudly. “My
ritual is tonight.”
“I am very happy for you,” Su’tara smiled.
When one of Shra’van daughters walked into the room, Su'tara's eyes lit up.
“Come here Kee’ann.” She lifted up the little girl
and laughed.
“Su’tara, take your baby!” Shra’van
yelled at her as she walked out of the room. “Damn female.” He looked down at
the baby and rubbed his cheek softly. He looked at Mordecai. “Go prepare for
your ritual while Su’ram and I child-sit.”
Su’ram laughed as he walked out with
Mordecai. Shra’van looked down at his nephew and sighed. “I am going to kill
your mother.”
Su’tara walked into the entryway and into
the main chamber hours later to find Shra’van playing with Ja’vai.
He looked at his sister and growled. “Give me my son, leader boy.” She purred
with humor and picked up Ja’vai.
“Sit down Su’tara, we need to talk.”
She sat down slowly and stared at him.
Whenever he used her name, it was serious. “What is wrong, Shra’van?” He leaned
back, took a deep breath and told her everything he had discovered.
“I thought you should know, because you
are the eldest,” he spoke softly as he watched his distraught sister.
“Mother would never have been with Ba’naj
unless there was a reason,” she defended her.
They sat in silence, contemplating the
possible reasons, when Su'tara abruptly changed the subject. “Ta’noj has a new
mate?” Shra’van nodded his head and stood up. Su’tara laid the baby down also
standing. She reached out and hugged
Shra’van. “Thank you for telling me, brother. I will find out what Lee’na
knows.”
“At least you handled it better than
Mordecai and Su’ram,” he chuckled. “They attempted to kill me.
Su’ram stood next to Shra’van waiting.
They had just finished preparing Lin’ka for the ritual. “Has he ever…”
“Nope,” Su’ram whispered back as they
watched Mordecai nip gently on Lin’ka’s body. “He is
either going to embarrass himself with a premature release or loose his
erection.” They both trilled softly.
Mordecai's heart started to race as he
stared at the patient and beautiful female beneath him. He was not afraid or nervous; he was excited
and extremely happy. They looked into each others eyes, as he slowly entered
her. “Where is your barrier?” he whispered breathlessly in her ear before
nipping on it.
“Su’ram broke it for me during the
preparation,” she groaned with a mixture of pain and pleasure as he withdrew
himself half way and pushed again, this time deeper.
Mordecai looked over at Su’ram.
Su’ram nodded his head with approval and
grunted before crossing his arms.
Lin'ka screamed out when at last she felt
him thrust all the way inside her. Mordecai closed his eyes with the
overwhelming sensations. He felt his
body urging him to take her harder and faster. He wrapped his arms around her
waist and lifted her up. Lin’ka wrapped her legs around him as he tried to contain
his passion. With some effort, he gently
pushed in and out of her.
“Impressive,” Su’ram nodded as Lin’ka
screamed out again, this time with pure pleasure.
A guard walked over to Shra’van and bowed
before whispering in his ear.
“Are you sure,” he growled in response to
the information. The guard nodded gravely. Shra’van quickly relayed the
information to Su’ram, and they approached the mating bed. Mordecai was in
complete bliss. When he noticed his brothers near him, he roared angrily at
them both.
“Mordecai, a ship bearing some of
Lee’na's sons is docking,” Su’ram whispered as he sat on the bed.
A few of the onlookers growled angrily,
because Su’ram was blocking their view.
“Shut up,” he yelled at them.
“What do they want?” Mordecai looked at
Shra’van, then back at Lin’ka as he increased his speed in and out of his mate.
He nipped gently at her hardened nipples, before laying her body back down and
spreading her legs open so he could watch himself go in and out of her body.
“They said they have information on a
planned retaliation against Mi’tra and Kuja’s ship,” Shra’van growled. “We must
go.”
“I cannot leave Lin’ka incomplete,”
Mordecai growled. He looked down at her and growled again.
As annoying as they were, Lin’ka was
listening to everything they said. “Come for me my mate so you can help your
family,” she gasped as he softly pounded her body. He could feel her having
another orgasm. Mordecai grabbed her hips and began slamming himself into her
at a furious pace. Within a moment, he let out a thunderous roar and held
himself inside her as he shook with the power of his release.
“You had a lot stored up over the years,”
Su’ram noted as Mordecai slowly pulled out of the exhausted female.
“Su’ram, I will choke the life out of you
if you do not remove yourself from my mating bed,” Mordecai barked. He was
still trying to catch his breath. He bent down and whispered in Lin’ka’s ear. “I may have to depart tonight, but when I
come back, you will not be getting out of the bed for weeks.”
She smiled at him. “I am looking forward
to it.”
Lee’na’s sons waited patiently on the
docks. Shra’van greeted them by shaking their shoulders and hugging them. After
her first child with Sh’lok, Lee’na became very fertile. Making up for lost
time, she eventually had twenty pups. Now, several of the males stood in front
of Kayla’s sons.
“The clan ship that told us about
Ta’noj... well, Ku’mar is friends with M’gor...” Sap’ani tried to
explain.
“They are heading towards your sisters'
ship now,” Lar’noh blurted. “M’gor
is the brother of the Yautja that Ta’noj left alive. They are planning to kill
him.”
“If he dies, they die,” Shra’van snarled
with anger as he entered their ship. Without asking, he sat in the pilot seat.
Lo’kesh entered and sat next to him.
Shra’van looked over at him. “Before you
say anything, I overheard your brothers, and Su’tara would never forgive me if
I did not help you. Now let us go.”
“Not without us,” Ad’vey and K’garn
entered the ship.
“Close that damn door, before this ship
gets to heavy,” Su’ram barked.
“We will stay behind,” Lar’noh nodded. “Though Ta’noj is our brother, we
understand it is more personal for you.”
“Thank you,” Su’ram shook his shoulder
with gratitude.
“I will contact you momentarily to
explain everything,” Sap’ani walked off with his
brothers.
“God, I hope we are not too late,”
Shra’van mumbled as he took off.
For hours, Shra'van refused to put the
ship on auto pilot.
“They are not far ahead of us,” Lo’kesh
assured him. “We will make it to your sisters' ship in about four days or more.
Then we have to rush back to your ship, because if anyone is within the
quadrant, they will surely pick a fight. Take a break Shra’van.” He looked over
at Lo’kesh and nodded. Shra’van stood up and stretched. He didn’t bother to
pack anything, and he didn’t tell his mates goodbye.
“Em’mi and Pu’sha,”
he mumbled.
“Do not worry,” Mordecai patted his back.
“I talked to Lin’ka, and she explained everything to them.”
“Our brothers stocked the ship with
supplies,” Ad’vey walked into the room. “According to Lar’noh,
M’gor contacted Ku’mar before
the elder of his clan talked to Father. Ku’mar knew
all along. He was trying to find Mi’tra and Kuja all this time. Lar’noh found out from Ra’tul.” He handed Shra’van a
tablet. “It is an encrypted message for you from Ra’tul.”
Shra’van nodded and walked out of the
room reading the message:
Shra'van,
my brothers are planning something. They will not tell me everything, because
they assume my loyalties lie with your family. They are correct. Like you, I
have always known Su’tara was my sister. Ta’noj means a great deal to her, and
I will not allow my brothers to do him harm. His fate will be decided among the
planet elders. Even then, for Su’tara’s sake I hope they are lenient with him.
He killed my brother, but I know Ta'noj, and I believe in my heart it was a
mistake. I forgive him and so will my mother. I am asking you not to kill them.
I hate to see our parents and our sister suffer.
Shra’van sighed and deleted the message.
“No one will die, Ra’tul.”
“Shra’van, come to the control room,”
K’garn spoke over the loud speaker. Shra’van's thoughts were jerked into the
present as he went to see what his brother wanted.
“Look at this,” K’garn stepped aside.
Su’ram and Shra’van looked at the screen. Both of them tilted their heads to
the side. “Someone is following us.”
K’garn watched as his brother pressed a
few buttons. He growled angrily as he called the other ship. “Z’as-hil!”
“I know Kuja is in trouble,” he shot
back. “I’m following you, and I do not care if you do not approve!”
“I like him,” Mordecai grunted.
“If he attaches his ship to ours, how
much quicker will we get there?” Shra’van looked at Lo’kesh.
Lo’kesh thought for a moment. “It would
take us at least two maybe three days at the most.” Shra’van gave Z'as-hil orders to board the ship and leave his vessel
running. He had to admire the fact that he cared for his sister so greatly.
Shra’van pretended to be angry, when Z’as-hil walked in.
“Feel lucky I did not shoot you! You are chasing a female who clearly
does not want you!”
“I care deeply for her,” he reminded
Shra’van. “I will not give up until one of us dies!”
Mordecai shook Z’as-hil’s
shoulder and walked away.
Shra’van grunted at him before turning
his back. You are good for her, he thought.
(Mi’tra and Kuja’s ship)
“Ta’noj,” Jasmine shook him softly. He
opened his eyes and looked at her. “I was thinking…”
“You do not have to,” he sat up in the
bed. “You are a breeder now.”
“I will ignore your sexist remark for
now,” she huffed. “The baby will need things like diapers and bottles…”
“Jasmine,” He sat up and stretched. “You
woke me up for that? If our species can build a ship that traverse the stars,
do you not think we have supplies for a baby?”
She bit her lip softly. “Yes, maybe
you’re right.” He grabbed her waist and pulled her close to his body. She groaned at his roughness as he raised her
leg in the air and placed it on top of his. Jasmine could hear his breathing
quicken when he nipped gently on her neck. Ta’noj moaned her name when she
shuddered from his touch.
Jasmine felt his hand in between her legs
and pushed forward. She wanted the rough contact, but Ta’noj was being gentle
with her. “Touch me harder,” she demanded. “Push your fingers inside me
Ta’noj.”
He chuckled, “The baby is making you
aggressive. It is very attractive.” He gave her what she wanted and she moaned
loudly.
“Ta’noj, come to the control room now!”
Kuja barked over the intercom.
“Fuck,” he mumbled. “We will continue
this later.” He got dressed quickly, and Jasmine immediately followed.
“They are close,” Kuja said nervously.
“I’m sure they will request to dock.”
“They must assume you are on board the
ship,” Mi’tra growled. “I can kill most of them…”
“Mi’tra,” Kuja spoke softly. “They are
family.”
“They are Kul’vir’s sons, and they want
Ta’noj,” Mi’tra snapped.
“Answer their hail,” Ta’noj nodded. “Audio only.”
“Kuja? Mi’tra?” Ku’mar
questioned. “Are you two ok? It appears that your navigational devices are
down.”
“Yes, and we cannot fix them,” Kuja
replied.
“Let us board your ship so we can help
you.”
Kuja looked at Ta’noj, and he gave her a
nod. Kuja shook her head no, and Ta’noj growled at her. “What are you doing in
this quadrant?”
There was a long pause. “Hunting,” he
replied. “Let us on board Kuja.”
“You may dock.”
Ta’noj quickly turned off the radio. “How
many are there, Mi’tra?”
“Five,” she nodded. Mi’tra looked at
Ta’noj, their eyes confirming what neither one had to say aloud, prepare for
battle. They started to walk towards the weapons area.
“No, no,” Kuja snapped stepping in front
of them. “No more blood shed. Enough Yautjas have been killed already, and
Stef’na does not need the heartache of the slaughter of half her sons.” The
ship shook a little as Ku’mar’s ship attached to
theirs. “They will not be on board long, Ta’noj. Just hide.”
“I hide from no one,” he roared angrily
at her.
“Ta’noj?” Jasmine spoke softly. “Is
everything ok?” She didn’t understand anything, when they were talking to the
other ship, but from the look on Kuja’s face she could tell it was not good.
“You have a baby on the way,” Kuja
whispered to him. “You do no wish for any harm to come to Jasmine. Please
Ta’noj. If they do not kill you, they will surely harm your unborn child.”
“It will be a glorious battle, Brother,”
Mi’tra urged as she strapped on another dagger.
Ta’noj thought for a moment. “Kuja is
right, Mi’tra,” he spoke softly as he walked over to Jasmine. “I have to hide
until they leave.”
“Please, let me hide with you,” Jasmine
begged.
“They will smell you,” he shook his head.
“Just follow Kuja.” He caressed her cheek softly with his. Ta’noj walked away
as the door com started to buzz. Jasmine's eyes widened as five large males
approached them. One of them walked close to her and growled. Jasmine froze;
she didn’t know what to do. She remembered Kuja telling her not to stare, but
recalled how Mi’tra had nodded in approval. She looked at the male for a moment
before looking away.
“Who is this?” Ku’mar
growled as he sniffed her. “She is expecting.”
“She is an ooman scientist,” Mi’tra
grunted.
“Hello, Ooman,” Ku’mar
nodded.
“I’m Jasmine,” She held her hand out. He
looked down at it and growled. He
returned his eyes briefly to hers before turning his attentions towards Kuja.
Mi’tra noticed him look at his brothers
and give them a nod.
“What the hell is this?” Mi’tra growled
as she readied herself to fight.
“Mi’tra, you are so uptight,” Le’kah trilled. “Why are you two in this quadrant?”
“We just left earth,” Kuja walked past
him and touched Jasmine’s arm. She noticed her pulse started to slow down.
“Jasmine is a descendant of my mother. We wanted to bring her back with us.”
“So you did not find that murdering
bastard you call a brother?” Gri’shm growled angrily.
“You do know he killed our brother.”
“I was told,” Kuja replied softly. “I am
sorry for your loss and as soon as Ta’noj is found, he will be dealt with by
the planet elders.”
“If he makes it to the planet,” Ku’mar growled angrily. He quickly turned around and walked
over to Jasmine. He started to speak in English. “Why is your pulse racing! Do you know Ta’noj?”
“No,” she stammered
“She’s lying!” San’ja
roared. “I do not have to know her language to detect a lie!”
“It's racing because I never knew there
were Yautja's as huge as Mi’tra!” Jasmine yelled.
Mi’tra roared angrily at Jasmine, and
Kuja laughed. Ku’mar and the others laughed as well.
“If a female can insult Mi’tra and get away with it, she is a good female.” He
patted Jasmine on the shoulder, causing her to lose her balance slightly. The five
males walked towards the control room. Le’kah sniffed
Jasmine before staring in her eyes and groaning softly. He started to look
around, thinking he heard a growl.
Kuja studied the large male that was with
them in the control room. She knew he was not one of Kul’vir’s sons. He
returned her stare. There was no need to tell Mi’tra he was not part of the
clan, as she was already staring at him. She looked at Kuja then back to the
male.
“You do not bare our clan symbol,” Kuja
growled. Everyone turned to look at her. “Who are you?”
“I am M’gor,”
he nodded. “I am with the Hiel’agious clan.” He bowed
to her again. “Ku’mar is a very good acquaintance.”
“Can you please stop staring at me,”
Jasmine mumbled to Le’kah.
“What did she say Brother?” he
questioned. He didn’t take his eyes off her. “Her scent is intoxicating.” Le'kah closed his eyes and inhaled deeply letting out a
long purr. Jasmine looked at him for a moment. She noticed what Kuja had told
her about the darker shades on their body. His hues were very different from
Ta’noj. His yellowish eyes stared at her intently.
“She said she likes you,” Ku’mar lied with a chuckle. He was Stef’na’s only child
that knew how to speak and understand different ooman languages. “She is
pregnant; of course her scent is strong.”
“What is this?” San’ja
looked over the communication from Shra’van’s ship. “Your communicator appears
to be broken as well. It is only displaying dots and dashes.”
“If you can fix it we will be grateful,”
Kuja nodded as he looked at the Morse code without comprehension.
“How is your mother?”
“She found out who killed her son,” San’ja growled. “How do you think?” He looked carefully at
the controls. “If you ask me, this damage looks like sabotage.”
“It would be illogical for us to wreck
our own controls,” Mi’tra barked at him. “Just fix it!”
San’ja looked at Ku’mar
before speaking. “It will take me a few days, and we are low on food. If you do
not mind sharing your rations, I can get started.” Kuja nodded towards him.
“Kuja,” Jasmine spoke softly. Kuja looked
to see Le’kah trail his claws over Jasmine’s breasts.
“Get your hands off her,” Kuja growled.
She raised her skirt of her garment to display the weapons on her thigh. “You
are family through mates, and we both share blood through our little brother
and sister, I do not wish to harm you.”
Ku’mar walked over to Kuja. She growled low at
him in warning. “Kuja, we are family. Surely you know,
we do not wish you any harm. Please let us have a meal together.” He turned to
Jasmine and started to speak in English. “Join us for a meal.”
“No, thank you,” she replied.
Ku’mar growled angrily at her. “You will join
us for a meal!”
“I’m not hungry,” she looked over at Le’kah. “I lost my appetite.”
“She is ooman,” Kuja reminded him. “She
does not know it is disrespectful to turn down a meal with family. Forgive
her.”
“She will not make it on our ship, Kuja,”
he warned in English so Jasmine could understand. “If she does not learn our
ways, she will die.”
“Oh God, I will?” Jasmine quickly looked
over to Kuja with panic in her eyes.
“She is pregnant with…” Mi’tra began to
say, before quickly rethinking. “Her offspring is family, and she will be well
protected.”
Jasmine excused herself in order to go to
her room to rest before the meal and the males agreed to practice with Mi’tra
and Kuja. Jasmine sat on the bed and started to cry. Ta’noj walked swiftly out
of the bathroom at the sound of her sniffles. He locked the door before he came
to her side. “I’m gonna die,” she cried. Ta’noj tried
to stifle his laugh.
“Oh Jasmine,” he purred. He held her head
so she could look at him. “You will be just fine. The boy who is showing
interest in you is Kul’vir’s youngest son. The one who speaks your language is
one of his older sons. Stay away from him. He is trying to get you to talk.” Ta’noj
wiped her tears away. “Try not speak much around them and
keep your distance. They will be gone soon enough. If not. I will kill
them one by one.”
Jasmine looked into his eyes, and they
started to go dark with thoughts of battle. “Don’t go there, Ta’noj. You are
not a killer.”
“Yes I am,” he nodded.
“Your pain is subsiding, and I love the
person you are,” Jasmine caressed his mandible.
“Love is a strong word in your language,
Jasmine,” he reminded her.
“Well.....I care about you, and I don't
want to see the male who once threatened to snap my neck. If I ever see him
again, I would begin to think the path I have chosen was in vain.”
Ta’noj tilted his head to the side and
stared at her. “I will never let you down Jasmine. I will never fail you the
way I failed my family.” She smiled at him.
Ta’noj moved his hand to her breasts and
pinched her nipples. Jasmine bit her lip. They stared at one another as he
slowly raised her dress. She opened her legs for his hand and he took in a deep
whiff of her sex. She was just as ready now as she was hours ago.
“If you can control your voice, I can
please you,” he whispered in her ear. Jasmine nodded and leaned back. She
jumped, at the sound of a loud bang on the door.
Ta’noj caressed her cheek before cloaking
and moving into the bathroom. Jasmine opened the door and Ku’mar
stared at her. “My brother was right,” he felt her face softly. “Your scent is
nice. Especially when you are in heat.”
“In heat?” Jasmine repeated. “I’m not hot. This
dress actually keeps me quite cool, thank you.” He sighed and shook his head
before walking in. Jasmine noticed that Ta’noj had removed everything that
belonged to him. Ku’mar looked around the room as if
he were searching for something. “Is there something I can do for you?”
He turned and walked back towards her.
“How many months are you?”
“Three.”
“But Kuja told me you have been away from
the planet for over four months,” he growled.
Jasmine’s eyes widened and Ku’mar growled angrily as her pulse started to race.
“She was having fertility problems on her
planet,” Kuja interrupted as she walked to Jasmine and grabbed her hand.
“Mi’tra impregnated her with the help of some male samples we received on
earth.” Ku’mar looked at the both of them before
walking off. Kuja looked at Jasmine angrily before following him.
Later, they assembled in the dining hall
to eat. Jasmine sighed; Le’kah had saved a place next
to him for her to sit. Jasmine nodded in his direction as she sat down. She
listened as they talked and hummed among one another. Every once
in a while, Le’kah would softly growl near her ear.
“Mi’tra we detected four life signs
aboard your ship,” Gri’shm noted. “Where is the
fourth?”
“In the ooman’s belly,” Mi’tra replied. Gri’shm looked over at Ku’mar.
Ku’mar leaned back and stared at Jasmine who
was obviously uncomfortable with his brother. “You know Jasmine, it is normally
quite easy to detect when females lie in our species.” He looked over at
Mi’tra. “But Kayla taught her daughters how to tell partial truths so males
could not detect when they lie.”
“Hooray, mom,” Kuja said sarcastically.
Jasmine chuckled causing Ku’mar to growl at her.
“Kuja and Mi’tra have gone a step further
and perfected it,” he continued. “No one can tell when they lie.” He leaned
closer to Jasmine, and her heart started to race. “Have you heard of the name
Ta’noj?”
“I do not know what you said to her but
her pulse is racing,” Le’kah grunted.
“I am full and tired. Have a nice
evening.” Jasmine stood up, and San’ja roared angrily
at her extending his wrist blades. Mi’tra rose quickly and extended hers as
well, readying herself to attack him. Jasmine slowly sat back down. “Damn, I’ll
stay. All you had to do was ask.”
Kuja couldn’t help but laugh, “It is
customary for a male to leave the eating area first.”
Ku’mar stood. “I will accompany you to your
quarters.” Jasmine felt a lump in her throat as he watched her. He held out his
hand and reluctantly, she took it. The others nodded to her as she left. He
didn’t say anything to her until they reached her door. “My brother San’ja will be staying on board to fix the communication
panels,” he informed her. “He was never too fond of oomans
and barely tolerated looking at Kayla.
So please stay in your room at night. You do not know our language and
customs. He would easily find a reason to kill you. I do not wish for you and
your half Yautja baby to be harmed.”
“Thank you,” Jasmine nodded before
walking in.
Ku’mar stared at the closed doors. "I
called her baby a half Yautja, and she did not correct me", he thought
before walking away.
Jasmine locked the door. She laid on the bed and sighed deeply releasing the stress of
the day. Jasmine jumped, when Ta’noj shimmered into view in front of her. She
shook her head as she stared at him. “I can’t do this.” Ta’noj slowly began
removing her clothes. He knew the day’s events had been overwhelming for her.
“I never had to control my anger like that before.” she said tiredly.
“This is my pup,” Ta’noj trilled softly
as he touched her stomach. He watched her get up and go
to the bathroom. As he listened to the shower running, he thought maybe he was
asking too much of her. She was so young and now she was pregnant with his
child and fighting for her life. If she said one word that caused Ku’mar to wonder, she was dead.
“Will you hold me tonight?” she asked
softly. “Or do you have to leave?”
“I am going to go get some food,” he
nodded. “I will be back to hold you.”
“Be careful.” She told him, anxiety in
her voice as she thought of what Ku’mar had said.
Ta’noj peeked in to see what San’ja was doing. He was mumbling as he worked on the
controls. Ta’noj went to the galley area and grabbed enough food to appease him
before going back to his room. He sat on the floor and ate as he watched
Jasmine sleep. He knew Mi’tra would protect her. If she were not pregnant, he
would have doubted that and worried more about her. Ta’noj thought about seeing
his family again and grunted with longing. He missed sparring with his brothers
and returning to his quarters to see Kavi’ta preparing a meal. He missed his
life and more importantly, his mother. Jasmine made him feel alive again. He
didn’t think he would ever laugh again or be as happy as he once was. The pain
of his mother's death and the killing of Ro'shan was
still there, but Jasmine made it bearable. He walked over to the bed and slowly
stripped off his cloth.
Jasmine moaned softly as she felt his
arms encircle her body. “Ta’noj, you feel good,” she smiled. She thought back
to earlier that morning and pushed back against his body. She could hear him
take in a deep breath as her butt teased his groin. Ta’noj threw her back
against the bed and looked down at her. She smiled giving him a silent
confirmation to continue. Ta’noj put his hand over her mouth and teased her,
pushing in only a few inches. He groaned softly and stared at her hungry with
desire. He could feel her muffled scream against his hand. Jasmine wrapped her
legs around him and tried to push him in deeper. Ta’noj grunted as he stifled a
roar at her aggressiveness. He could feel the
tantalizing heat from her body. If he moved his hand away from her mouth, he
knew she would beg for it. He felt the heels of her feet trying to push him in
deeper. Her eyes begged him as he shook his head no. Angry with his answer,
Jasmine attempted to push him away, but he wouldn’t budge. Ta’noj growled
louder as he sunk himself deeper into her wet body. He felt her coming and
stopped moving. When her orgasm finally subsided, he continued his slow pace.
“Harder, please, faster,” her muffled pleas made him shake with pleasure, and
he pushed himself all the way inside her.
Ta’noj moved his hand to grab hold of her
hips and Jasmine screamed. Her body felt stuffed and yet all she could think
about was wanting, more of him. Ta’noj tilted his head back as he tried again
not to roar from the sexual buildup. He decided if San’ja
came to the door, he would snap his neck and make it look like an accident. He
looked down at Jasmine. He was no longer greeted with the sight of pain on her
face, but pure pleasure. He never knew it would come so soon. “You want more?”
Without waiting for an answer, Ta’noj pushed himself all the way inside her and
held still. He covered her mouth as she started to cry out again. Her powerful
orgasm squeezed and massaged him for so long he couldn’t hold back and started
to release himself.
Jasmine's eyes fluttered as he filled her
body. His orgasm triggered another one for her. Ta’noj held her and watched as
she tried to fight the exhaustion.
“Are you sure?” Ku’mar
whispered to his brother as they talked.
“Yes,” San’ja
nodded. “I thought I heard a male, Jasmine was definitely mating with someone.
And their food supply diminished slightly during the night.”
“Prolong the repairs on their ship, and I
will assist you tonight,” Ku’mar shook his brother’s
shoulder. “Go and get some rest.”
Ku’mar watched as Kuja walked into Jasmine's
room.
“Where is he?” Kuja locked the door
before looking around for her brother. He shimmered into view in front of her
and she growled angrily at him before punching him in the arm. “Are you two
crazy! Could your pleasure not wait?”
Ta’noj looked over at Jasmine. She
blushed and looked away. Ta’noj looked at his sister and trilled softly. “No.”
Kuja shook her head at the both of them.
“I could hear your mate’s screams last
night.”
Ta’noj grunted before walking away.
Kuja turned her attention to Jasmine.
“Hopefully they will depart today. I will do my best to keep Le’kah away from you. He has a mate, yet he fawns over you
like he has never mated.”
“Will that rub off on me after my child
is born?” Jasmine questioned when they walked out of the room. Kuja looked at
her strangely. “You know; that motherly trait of yours.” Kuja shook her head as
Jasmine laughed at her own joke.
Ku’mar thought it was rather odd that Jasmine
preferred to spend most of her time in her quarters. He watched her carefully
and started to believe San’ja. He knew the female was
hiding something. He informed his brothers and friend of his thoughts. Le’kah was so enthralled with her scent he didn’t take his
eyes off her, but every time he got close to Jasmine, Kuja was there to stand
in between them.
“We need to hurry and find him,” Gri’shm barked at his brothers in a low tone. He pointed to
the detectors on the control panel. “There will be someone here within a day or
so.” Ku’mar nodded.
“If he is on this ship,
he will be dead before they arrive,” M’gor growled.
The four of them turned to see Jasmine walk into the room.
“Sorry I was looking for Kuja,” Jasmine
nodded. When she turned to walk, out Ku’mar was
standing behind her.
“Allow me to walk with you to the
sparring room,” he purred softly. “That is where Kuja is located.”
Ku’mar walked slowly at Jasmine’s pace. “My
brother likes you,” he teased.
“So I’ve noticed.”
“Have you ever mated with a Yautja?”
Jasmine thought for a moment and smiled.
“I’ve mated with an alien before, but not a Yautja.”
Ku’mar sighed. “You need to stop picking up
Kuja’s bad habit of perfecting lies.”
They stood and watched a moment as Kuja
practiced with Mi’tra. Jasmine never watched her fight before and was
impressed. She was much quicker than Ta’noj and more agile. She stopped and
walked over to Jasmine.
“Are you alright?” she felt Jasmine’s
face before looking up at Ku’mar.
“San’ja is
having trouble repairing your long range scanner, so I am going to help him
tonight. Right now he is resting. You do not mind me staying on your ship for
the night do you?”
“You are here to help us, Ku’mar,” she grabbed Jasmine’s hand and started to walk out
of the room. “You are more than welcome.”
That evening Ta’noj went out to eat and
watched as Ku’mar and San’ja
looked over the controls. Ku’mar felt his presence,
but did not turn around to look at him. He had other plans.
“I cannot believe how good it was last
night,” Jasmine smiled as she watched Ta’noj eat. He fed her a piece of raw
meat and trilled softly.
“It will be even better tonight, if you
can keep your voice down,” he teased. “Your aggressiveness and your urgency to
mate is driving me crazy.”
“I don’t know why I want you so badly,”
Jasmine blushed as he stared into her eyes.
“I did not mean to wake you. I know it is
late.” Ta’noj caressed her cheek with his mandible.
“I don’t mind.”
“After I shower, I am going to return and
take what is mine,” he growled softly in her ear as his claws gently scraped
her inner thigh. Jasmine bit her lip as she tried to hide her excitement.
When someone knocked on the door, Ta’noj
nodded at her and went into the bathroom. He wanted to attack Ku’mar, when he walked into the room.
He
locked the door behind him and turned back around to look at Jasmine.
“Something is disturbing me, Jasmine.” He looked at her with great concern.
Jasmine sat on the bed and tightened the
sheet on her body. “What is wrong, Ku’mar?”
“My brother informed me that last night
you were screaming with pleasure,” He took a chair from the table and sat it in
front of her. Ku’mar sat down slowly and
deliberately. “I told him this couldn’t be, because there are no males aboard
the ship.” He noticed her pulse start to race as she stared at him. Ku’mar was hoping she would look in the direction of Ta’noj
so he could throw his dagger, but her eyes were fixed on his.
Jasmine couldn’t tell if he was angry or
excited. His eyes didn’t show any expression like Ta’noj’s. She waited for him
to continue, but instead he just watched her. Jasmine thought for a moment. “I
was pleasuring myself.”
“Really,” he acted surprised. “That’s
impossible, because my brother said your screams were that of a woman in
pleasure and pain. Besides, females do not pleasure themselves.” Jasmine
started to think of last night, and Ku’mar groaned
softly from her instant arousal. He never smelled arousal and fear like this on
a female. It was very attractive.
“I was not in pain,” Jasmine spoke softly
looking away from him. Ku’mar tilted her head back in
his direction.
“Jasmine, I do not believe you,” his eyes
turned dark as he looked at her. “He has killed thousands of his own species
and maybe even more of your kind. Why are you protecting him?”
“I don't know what you're talking about,”
Jasmine stammered.
Ku’mar roared angrily at her as he stood up.
“Prove it,” he growled, starring down into her frightened eyes. “Go ahead,
pleasure yourself.”
“Are you serious?” she laughed in
disbelief before shaking her head.
“Yautjas only play with pups,” he folded
his arms as he looked at her. “I am very serious. Show me how you are able to
pleasure yourself so that you scream as loudly as I was told, and I will
believe you.” He sat back down and scooted closer to her. “If not, my brothers
and I will tear this fucking ship apart until we find what we are looking for.”
Ta’noj watched from the rest room. He
slowly extended his wrist blades and was about to walk out until he saw Jasmine's
hand. She raised it slightly to stop him as Ku’mar
stared at her. "Is she really going to do this", he thought as
Jasmine looked away from Ku’mar. He watched her
slowly lay back on the bed and remove the sheet,
exposing her body to him. Ta’noj's eyes widened as Jasmine inhaled deeply
before touching her breasts. He shook softly as he smelled her sex from where
he was standing.
Ku’mar watched in amazement as her nipples
started to harden from her own touch. He had never seen a female pleasure herself
and that included his mate. He groaned as he inhaled her scent. Both of her
hands worked gently on her nipples. She rolled them softly in-between her
fingers as she thought of Ta’noj. She closed her eyes and sighed.
“Leave your eyes open,” Ku’mar demanded. Jasmine looked at him for a moment and
looked away. “Look at me!”
He scooted closer to the bed as one of
her hands went over her slightly protruding stomach and in-between her legs. Ku’mar groaned when she parted her lips and teased her
clit. Jasmine made a soft gasp as the pleasure started to take hold of her. She
knew it had to be hormonal because her mind wanted to tell him to fuck off, but
her body was on fire. She moaned louder as she pinched her clit and nipple at
the same time.
Ku’mar was in complete shock of seeing a female
prepare herself. His breathing quickened to the rhythm of her fingers. He
watched as she took two of her fingers and slowly pushed them inside her body.
Jasmine thought of Ta’noj as she let out a soft scream. Ku’mar
gripped the sides of the chair as he tried not to attack the ready female.
Jasmine pictured Ta’noj pushing himself
inside her deeper and she tried to get the same feeling when she withdrew her
fingers and pushed in three. She arched her body upwards and screamed as she
felt her orgasm near. As Ku’mar roared from the
frustration, Ta’noj groaned softly. They both wanted to attack her.
Jasmine glared at him as he stared
in-between her legs. She opened them wider as she started to come. She closed
her eyes and screamed as her finger furiously worked themselves
in and out. Jasmine slowly started to catch her breath before turning to look
at Ku’mar. He watched her attempt to gain her
composure as her chest heaved up and down. Her hardened nipples and breasts
shook softly from the after-effects of her massive orgasm. He suddenly looked
into her eyes before standing up. “I must leave before I force myself upon
you,” he sighed deeply. He nodded at her and left.
Ta’noj wasted no time in locking the
door. Jasmine was about to get up and explain, but Ta’noj pushed her back down
while removing his cloth. He slammed himself all the way inside her body.
Jasmine screamed again from the sudden rush. He grunted as he forcefully used
her body, and Jasmine screamed out one orgasm after another.
“I knew he was watching,” Ku’mar grunted as he listened near the door.
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