Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 75388 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75388 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
“Well, no—”
“And Farli will soon be taller than all of the human females. Should we get rid of her?”
“Now you’re just splitting hairs—”
“I love your sturdy human body,” I tell her, leaning down to kiss her pink mouth. “I love your soft thighs that wobble when I sink into you. I love your big teats that bounce when my cock is inside you. These things change nothing. If you were Jo-see’s size, I would care for you in the same way I do now.”
“That’s good, because I’m pretty sure I’ll never be Josie’s size.” She is smiling as she looks up at me. “I’m pretty sure one of my boobs is bigger than her head.”
“It just means you will be able to feed our kit much milk.”
“I’m pretty sure boob size doesn’t have anything to do with milk production, but okay.” Her arms go around my neck, and she looks up at me with big, worried eyes. “I’m still not sure how I feel about being a parent. Half the time I’m not even sure I can take care of myself.”
“I will be with you,” I tell her. “We will do it together.”
“We’d freaking better!”
I roll her onto her back again, parting her thighs. Her khui begins to sing louder. The question in her gaze is silenced as I rub the head of my cock along her drenched cunt and then push into her.
“Again?” she asks weakly, and I can feel her body quiver deep.
“Again,” I agree. “Over and over again, for the rest of our days.”
Then she says something about Jay-sus and a wheel before her legs go around my hips once more.
15
MADDIE
I’m kind of an impulsive girl at heart, but after four rounds in the snow, I pat my new ‘mate’ on the back and tell him we need to get moving. My leathers are wet from the snow, I’m cold, and I’m getting hungry. I’m still horny—thanks, cootie—but I’d also like a fire before nightfall.
Hassen helps me fix my clothing and takes an extra fur out of his pack, bundling it tight around me. He steals a few kisses as he does, and I can’t get mad. I’m a little worried about the future, sure, but mad? No. It’s strange, but everything feels…right. Like this was meant to happen. Maybe the reason I’ve been drawn to Hassen all along is because we’ve always been meant to be together.
Great, now I sound like one of the aliens.
I press a hand over the purring in my breast. It’s so strange. I thought it might feel weird, but it’s kind of comforting, actually. And the sex? Okay, the sex is off the charts. Maybe the timing on the whole resonance thing could have been better, but I don’t think I’d ever be one of those who sit down and say “Yes, I’m ready to be a mom.”
Then again, resonating to each other when we’re in danger and homeless? Still could be improved.
“You are quiet,” Hassen says, bending down to fix my boots. “Do you have regrets?”
He keeps asking me things like that, and it makes my heart ache every time. Does he think he’s such a terrible person to be mated to? That I’m going to wish I wasn’t mated to him? “Not a one. I’d choose you over anyone else in the tribe any day.”
Hassen rises to his feet, a hint of worry on his face. “And your sister?”
“She’ll deal. I don’t think she hates you, big guy. I just think she didn’t want to be your girlfriend.” I smile up at him. “Which is good, because this would be kind of gross otherwise.”
“The thought of mating with your sister makes me ill.”
“Good.”
“To think I came so close to making a mistake…” He pulls me against him in a swift hug. “I am glad it is you, Mah-dee.”
“I’m glad it’s me, too.” I squeeze him back and then peer down the winding path in the crevasse. “You think we’ll find a way out down this way? Or are we going to have to go back?”
“There is one way to check.” He pauses and looks at me. “Do I need to carry you?”
“What? Why?”
“Because you are weak from mating? I have felt your legs trembling each time I pushed into you.”
“Oh my god. No dirty talk while I’m trying to be serious, please.” I press my knees tight together because just hearing that is turning me on. “And I can walk. I’ll let you know if that changes.”
He takes my hand in his and holds me tight. He does take my pack from my back, and I let him, because I am a little tired, if I’m admitting it to myself. Being boned within an inch of your life by a seven-foot-tall blue dude taxes the stamina, all right. But I’m not complaining.