Bowing my antennae I emit a low purr for her. “I am grateful to you for indulging me, but the woman I dated before you explained it—” I pause waiting for her sigh of relief. I don’t want her to do anything for me that she doesn’t want to do.
“Explained what?” Her eyes search my face.
“They explained, I'm not attractive…” I say gently, knowing it will relieve her that I’m already aware.
“Someone fucking said that to you?!” Piper exclaims.
“It’s alright. I understand.” I give her my best approximation of a human smile. “Humans don’t like the way I look. They don’t enjoy touching me, particularly notthatpart of me.”
“That’s not a nice or correct thing to say, to anyone.” She shakes her head, furious. “You have a great body, and anamazing dick. Who put those ridiculous thoughts into your brain?”
I feel my smile falter and turn toward the fridge to disguise my discomfort. “I’m happy to fill our time with other activities. Eating you out is very nice. Women have allowed this before.”
Piper takes a deep breath. “This helps explain your skillset. But it seems impossible to me, that anyone could know you that well and not want to fuck you.”
I pull the water jug out of my refrigerator and turn back to her with some surprise. She is marvelous, my mate. A truly kind and empathetic person. I pour the water into the glass for her. She watches my movements silently, her body language still full of anger. My Spock costume dangles open around her front, the glimpse of the space between her full breasts is enough to drive anyone wild. I purr without meaning to. I know she hears it because the smell of her desire forming between her legs fills the air.
“You are good at the other stuff. It’s nice of you to—the oral sex. Don’t stop doing that for—for people.” She pauses as my purr deepens, and she smells even more strongly now. “There are definitely humans who will touch you. People who will enjoy touching you. I like touching you. I want to do it again, if that makes you happy.”
My cock is straining, ready to be loose. I cannot help myself. When she talks like this it makes me happy, and I purr, and when I smell my mate turned on, I want to be inside her. Now that I know how good and perfect sex can be.
“It made me very happy to put my dick inside you.” I wrap my hand around her waist.
She takes several large swigs of her water and sets the glass on the counter before speaking again. “You should be with someone who likes your body the way that it is.”
“Before tonight I wasn’t sure it was possible.” My fingers gently toy with the ends of her shirt until her perfect breasts are fully on display again. Her nipples tighten when the cool air hits them.
“Of course it is.” Her voice catches slightly as I run my thumbs across her bare skin and up to the bottom of her breasts. I could look at her like this all day, if looking at her didn’t make me want to fuck her senseless.
“Yes, it appears so.” I back her against the cabinet just roughly enough to make her gasp, and bend down to kiss her. Toying with her breasts until she’s moaning against me, smelling so ready and wet for me. Her hands travel over my body. She isn’t shy about enjoying every part of me, until her hands come to rest very purposefully on my claspers. I am having a hard time controlling my breathing as they unfold.
“Spread your legs for me and let me feel how wet you are.”
She releases a breathy laugh. “Really? No penetration before tonight? Where’d you learn to talk like that?”
“I know what I want, and I know how to ask for it.” I growl. “I want to fuck you on top of this counter. Now be a good girl and spread your legs.”
Her obedient thighs drift apart, exposing more of her heady aroma to the air, primed and positioned, my claspers grip her hips, and pull her close enough that I can grind my slit along her. She’s putty for me, easy and pliant and perfectly enthusiastic as the head of my cock emerges to slide up and down her pussy. She feels perfect, ready, warm and wet. I already know how deep she is, how she will easily take every inch of me. I drag my aedeagus over her clit, slippery and hot. She moans as I move along her lips several times, and gasps when I finally let just the first inch penetrate her. Pumping slowly in and out, increasing the speed as my body gets more used to the action. She’s clutching me the way she did the first time, when she was right on the edge, whenI held her in space and she came around me. My perfect mate, we are already in sync, and I hold our bodies flush and firm while she moans into my chest. I am her pleasure, and she is mine.
“Please. Ant.” She’s squirming against me. “Please. I need?—”
Her words break, but I already know what she needs. Me.
“Good girl. Take all of me, beg me to fuck you. Beg me to fill you.”
“Please. Please. Yes. Please. Fill me. Fuck me. Please. I need all of you.” The words in her throat become garbled as my hips tilt and press my full length into her, pulsing hot vibrations as I do. She whispers my name when she comes around me.
I am only a few moments behind her, purring in her ear. Stroking and petting her hair as I empty myself into her, soothing away her nervous energy. She shudders through her aftershocks and clings to my chest. No tears this time. Just a long string of gratitude as I carry her back to my bed.
She is mine now. My mate. In my nest. I will find a way to make her love me. I will find a way to make her stay.
10
PIPER
Eventually, between fucking and napping in each other’s arms, it becomes morning. I know I shouldn’t let myself fall asleep in his apartment.
I do it anyway.
