He sucked off me, hand shuttling up and down my shaft. “Come, Honey. I want to be dripping in it.”
“Bartholomew,” I shouted. My hips arched, and fire swept down my spine. Seed erupted from my tip. My hips canted as I gripped Bartholomew’s thighs, riding out my orgasm. I whined, writhing beneath him before I gasped, letting him go. My claws had left little red marks behind. I licked them between my pants, shaking.
“Let me see,” I demanded.
My mate turned around, and I growled at the sight of my seed covering him. I dragged him closer and licked his cheek.
Bartholomew moaned. “Yes, Honey. Fuck, yes.”
The sweet taste of my release clung to my tongue and mixed with his bitter one that lingered in the back of my throat. I cleaned him, not swallowing, then pressed my lips against his to feed him my release. He grunted, but Bartholomew’s tongue twined with mine. I forced all of it into his mouth, and he palmed my cheeks, keeping me close as he swallowed.
Breathing hard, he said, “We are going to do that again.”
I laughed. “So you liked it?”
“A lot.”
“All of it?” I needed to know.
“All of it.”
I snuggled him close. “We’ll try many things. I promise. After we return and I can better speak to you, we’ll do manymanythings.”
I held him and breathed in his scent as I allowed my soul to resume its normal pace. Bartholomew stroked my chest as he occasionally kissed me.
“Now what do you want to do today?” he asked.
I chuckled. “We should get clean, eat, drink some water, then maybe get some sun.”
“Will you hold me outside?”
“What?”
“Can we sit together for a while? I want to watch the snow and the trees in the distance.”
“Of course, we can.” I was desperate to hold my mate and be with him as we observed the world. I promised him I’d let him smell the flowers, and now, he’d invited me to join him. In the future, I always wanted to sit beside him, providing him with a safe space to breathe and be.
Chapter 33
What just happened?
I sat with my back to Serlotminden in the tent, fiddling with some random wires and twisting them into a bracelet for my boyfriend because I had nothing else to do. Our icy home didn’t offer much in the way of entertainment besides sitting around.
Pookie did offer some distraction. She enjoyed scuttling in dark corners and scaring the shit out of me or leaping onto Serlotminden from the ceiling and chasing his tail. She’d never hurt either of us, but she did like to play. Yesterday she’d escaped out of the hatch and caught an animal, bringing it back for us. Pookie had panted, tail thumping in obvious pride. I’d been horrified, but Mindy spent at least thirty minutes callingher smart, cute, and amazing, all the while petting her. Pookie had eaten every ounce of affection and come back for seconds.
Mindy had cleaned the dead animal, but the laser scalpel started to flicker and die. We used it a lot and hadn’t recharged it, because we couldn’t. He’d assured me he had the skills to make a knife with some bone from an animal or shrapnel from the shuttle, but still, I was concerned. We only had a couple of nutrition bars and a handful of water cubes left. Sure, Mindy was providing, but I liked having a back up.
What if there was another snow storm? What if it lasted longer and we were snowed in?
With ruthless efficiency, I shoved those thoughts into a drawer in my mind and locked it. I refused to let myself panic about something that might never come to pass. We were fine, and Mindy’s brothers would rescue us soon.
Besides, Serlotminden was doing his utmost to distract me day in and day out. Usually with funny stories from his youth, language lessons, or mauling me. Currently, he trailed kisses over my shoulders, tongue flicking my skin. He’d found out how much he loved giving me hickeys, and now, it was his favorite pastime. It was getting ridiculous how many marks he’d left.
His tail tickled my ass as he kissed my neck. “Mate.”
I rolled my eyes at his cajoling tone and continued making a bracelet. Since there was nothing to do, Serlotminden would much rather pass the time making out or fucking. The former, I didn’t mind usually, but I also liked being able to breathe without him attached to my mouth. The latter, I wasn’t always in the mood.
“I want to go on another date,” he announced.
