Staring at him, I said, “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
I shifted until my forehead hit his. “Do you want to be husbands?”
“What?”
“Husbands. Kalvoxrencol and Seth are husbands. It’s a human thing. Drakcol have mates, but humans have husbands, right?”
“You want to get married?”
The word translated odd. Mates. Bond. Unity. Property. But I was fairly positive it was the same thing as mates or similar enough, though humans did not mate for life as we did.
“I do.”
“Well, I don’t think there is an officiant in space.”
Another word I didn’t know, but NAID supplied the words priest and judge. While having NAID translate Bartholomew’s words was lovely, it didn’t fix everything. “Is that a no?” I asked, unable to keep the sadness from my voice. Being husbands did not matter in the end. We were mates. It shouldn’t bother me, yet it did. I had to tie myself to Bartholomew, so everyone knew we belonged to each other.
He kissed me. “I want to be your husband.”
I beamed. “I will buy you whatever ring you desire.”
Bartholomew grunted and rolled on top of me. “Good.” He kissed my neck as he rocked against me. His cock was hard again. “First, I want you to fuck me again.”
If my smile grew any larger, my scales would shatter. “Happily.”
Chapter 43
Waiting sucks ass.
There was no date yet for when we would retrieve Vince from Xome. I was anxious to get him immediately, because I knew exactly what he was suffering at the hands of Agk. If Agk had even kept him. I understood Seth’s reasoning about not going in guns blazing and stealing them, even though that’s what I wanted to do.
Vince and the rest of the humans needed saving, and I had to do it. I needed to be the one to do it, even though I couldn’t really say I was doing much; at this point, it was all relying on Dontilvynsan’s negotiating skills. Nonetheless, I’d never leave the other humans behind. But I didn’t think Seth would either. He cared. He might not know them, but he cared, and he woulduse whatever power he had to save them. To save all of us that could be saved.
However, waiting for the green light was killing me. I paced a lot, which bothered Serlotminden, though he was doing his part to keep me distracted, usually with sex. I was more than fine with that.
I was currently on a high calorie diet as well as several nutritional supplements to help me gain weight, and more than that, become healthy again. My starvation and abuse on Xome had wreaked havoc on my body and mind. It was going to take time to heal, if I ever did. I wasn’t certain if my mental wounds would ever heal, because ghosts continued to haunt me, telling me that I didn’t deserve to breathe.
Mindy, now that the toxin had been neutralized, was healing in record time, at least by my standards. According to drakcol, it was rather typical.
A quiet moan came out of my lips when Serlotminden pressed kisses to my ass. He chuckled, then bit the fatty part on one cheek. I’d discovered that I loved to be bitten. Pain? No. Not my thing. Biting? Yes. Spanking? Yep. Really liked that. I also loved my belly button to be licked and sucked, and I had no idea why. I would’ve never thought of the belly button as an erogenous zone, but it somehow was on my body.
Mindy nipped and bit his way down my ass cheek, nuzzling as he went. He was obsessed with my hair, wherever it happened to be on my body. Currently, we were in a small war over my facial hair. It wasn’t enough to be considered a beard or mustache, but Mindy loved the scruff and wanted it to remain. I wanted to shave it off, especially after Caleb had teased me about it.
Mindy pulled apart my cheeks and groaned. He kissed the crease to my gaping hole. “You are so beautiful.”
I scoffed. He just liked seeing his cum leaking out of my ass. I gasped when his tongue swiped over me and he began to suck.
“What are you doing?” I asked, voice high-pitched.
Mindy dragged his scaled tongue over me, and I whimpered. Breath on my ass, he said, “Eating my seed out of your hole.”
“Fuck,” I ground out when his tongue delved inside of me. I fisted the sheets and felt my dick beginning to grow. “Fuck,” I cried again as Mindy continued to eat me out.
It had only been a few days, but Mindy was definitely finding out what I liked and didn’t like in regards to sex. I quickly decided I liked this. So did he, if his muffled cries and moans meant anything.
His breath rushed over my wet pucker, making me squirm, and Mindy nuzzled me. “I have you, Mate,” he said. When I stilled, he asked, “Yes or no?”
