“How are you still coming…” She grunted, no doubt feeling the heat of his release still spreading inside her with each lazy pulse of his sac.
“The barbs lock me inside you for a reason,” he said, hand spreading over her belly. “Have to make sure I seed you properly.”
The moan deep in her throat made his cock pulse again.
“Oh, you better hope my birth control holds, or you’re going to be in big trouble.”
“And why would that be trouble for me? If my mate has my young, that just means I have to figure out a way to include a nursery somewhere on the ship. Plenty of people live in starships. It’s not that uncommon or even that hard.”
She still before twisting her head back, trying to get a look at him without moving her lower body. He cocked his head up to make it easier for her.
“Your mate? Like, yourmatemate?”
“Does saying it twice change the meaning somehow?”
“You know what I mean!” She jabbed her elbow back, digging it playfully into his ribs.
He reacted by biting her neck, stilling her. He held on for just a moment, tightening his bite to add pressure but not cut her skin, then backed off. He licked where he left teeth marks indented into her tender flesh before lifting his head again.
Her face had gone all soft and sweet again. Her eyes foggy and adorable.
“Yes. Mymatemate. My mate matemate. And however many other mates you want to add to it. A bit premature to call you that, I’ll admit. I haven’t danced for you yet. But it’s just a matter of time and then you will be mymatematematemate.”
She blinked quickly, focusing back on him. “Wait so… when you said mating dance… You meant like aliteralmating dance?”
“Is there some other kind of mating dance you know of?” He asked, tightening his arms around her, fighting back a yawn. His balls weren’t done emptying. They’d be here for a little while yet, and, unlike her, he hadn’t actually slept through the night.
His first time sleeping next to a female.
It was even better than he ever could have hoped.
Chapter 34
Garnet
“Did you know a mating dance meant like an actual mating dance?”
Goldie lifted her eyes from the mediring console she had been studying so closely and gave Garnet a look like she was being extraordinarily dumb.
“Do you know of some other kind of mating dance?” She asked dully.
“Shut up,” Garnet grumbled, rolling her eyes. “You know what I mean.”
“I really don’t, actually. Can you cough real quick?”
Garnet obliged, her entire body jerking from the movement. Goldie laughed like something awesome happened. Maybe it did. Garnet really didn’t understand all the fancy science going on over at the console that her sister was busy learning.
Using Garnet as a guinea pig.
She was, once again, laid out on the scanner bed. This time, however, Goldie was just learning how to use the machine. There wasn’t a problem with radiation exposure or anything, so she could lay there for hours with no bad effects. It was a bit boring, but it was important for Goldie to learn.
Her sister was trying to learn healing, which was just alien medicine. So, it was all the difficulties of medical school, but she was trying to learn it using online classes and lectures that Alred was bringing her. She was attempting to master the brain imprinting process first. The one that auto-downloaded the Standard language into their heads was, apparently, an automatic sequence most starship mediscanners came equipped with just in case. All Alred had to do was start the program.
But getting actual information transferred to her brain, like how to run a mediscanner or how to be a healer, were specialty information imprints and didn’t come with an auto sequence. So not only was Goldie learning space medicine the old-fashioned way, she was doing it with no help besides Alred who could only search the subnet for answers.
Hence why Garnet was now her anatomy dummy so she could learn how to use the mediring. Boring, but it would pay out in the long run.
“Tanin’s people, the s’skree, they have a mating dance,” she said, getting back to their discussion.
