CHAPTER THIRTEEN

 

 

- Amari

As Whik leaves, I watch him head back the way he came. Many of the things he said don’t sit right with me. I'm aware of my selfishness. I’ve been nursing my own personal wounds for ages now. Hiding away and ignoring everyone still under the warden’s thumb.

With a mate though, I have even more to lose. My suffering has produced a reward that is unheard of. Our people haven’t had mates for generations. Since we incorporated nano technology into our bodies, things have changed. Many of our more primitive characteristics have disappeared or are suppressed.

Of course, the timing couldn’t be worse. I’m a prisoner on a planet full of criminals. But when would the moment have been right? Could this new race have been discovered at our home world of Quasar already? Are they the ones that sent the shuttle with them here?

Will others have the same reaction to the females from the shuttle that I did? And how much worse will it be for the females if they have mating marks and then are raped by the warden and his cruel crew?

Our home planet Quasar has the female council. Maybe they discovered this species? Were they sent to spy on how they would integrate into our criminal society? But that doesn’t even make sense. Surely, they would know our language? I’m not exactly sure what is going on but Whik is at least trying to find out and make sure others aren’t taken advantage of.

I have so many questions with no answers. Am I abandoning someone else’s mate to a life of torture by doing nothing? These are all things I will seriously have to consider.

I need to go check on my mate. We were lucky that she wasn’t hurt worse. There are so many wild things just waiting to pounce on you in this environment.

I’m fortunate there aren’t many large animals at this developmental stage of this planet. But the plants being venomous and carnivorous is dangerous. They look lovely but the most enticing plants are the deadliest. And what woman isn’t attracted to beautiful flowers?

I will have to watch my Rachel even more carefully. I’m also concerned about the weather changing. It won’t be long before it becomes cold and the pass will be closed for some time. I’m second guessing being this far from the modern conveniences of the prison.

There were areas underground that could be lived in. They are long deserted. I’d like to go look for more current medical items like medicine and equipment. As much as it bothers me to think about introducing Whik to Rachel, if anything were to happen to me, she would be alone.

Quickly, I climb down and head towards my living space. I’ve been away too long, and I don’t want her wandering off. I don’t even know if she can swim and we are right by a huge body of water.

When I walk in, I’m happy to see she is up and building up our little fire. She has straightened the coverings on the sleeping area too. She must be feeling better. Her strange short hair frames her small face that I’ve been envisioning for so long. I sense I know her already.

I grab her hand and pull her to the bed, sitting her down next to me. Pulling her leg into my lap. I unwrap her compress to check it again. I don’t know if I will be able to stop checking it but she’s so small and I don’t want it to get infected.

Once I have it exposed, she grabs my hand next to it and babbles in her language. I don’t know what she’s saying, but she looks relaxed. I don’t see pain tightening the skin around her eyes like it did before she passed out earlier.

“Does it hurt? Hurt?” I repeat it a few times and make a pained face to see if she understands what I mean.

She nods her head up and down. I believe that is affirmative but then she tries to copy my language, saying hurt back a few times. I think it’s only because I know what she is struggling to say that I understand. It’s that bad! But she’s trying, and that’s a wonderful thing.

Taking the cloth bandage from my hand, she quickly ties the area back up and then hops to her feet. She is trying to prove to me that she is fine. Walking towards the door, I watch her closely. Ah, she is trying to show me she is ready to go back out.

Nodding my head no, I wave her back and go over to the corner to pick up my backpack. Hunting through my bags, I find one that I believe will work for her. She’s watching me closely and I move around her to hold it up. It will work but I don’t want to overfill it.

She has clothes that cover her legs for when we travel. That's good and will make it so she doesn’t get cut up when we walk through the blade grass plains. I can’t explain to her that I want to head back closer to the prison. If she was informed about the others that came with her, she would want to check on them. I’m sure. She's sweet and kind.

As I move around, I pick up items and then say what they are before putting them into the bags. Rachel loves this game and enthusiastically repeats them all after me. She has trouble with many of our sounds, but I know that will come with time. As long as I can understand her that’s all that matters. If I had my way, she would never speak to anyone else. She’s mine.

Spending time with her this way proves difficult as her scent fills the surrounding air. I can smell her arousal and it makes me harder. My cock is almost in the way as I load things and try to figure out what items are the most important to take. It normally takes me half a day to get there but with Rachel, it may take a whole day.

I want this to be an adventure for us together too. Maybe we should make it take two days to arrive and stop at the half way point? If we take the high road instead of cutting through the pass, the view is incredible. It will give her a better idea of where we are and our location in relationship to the prison dome.

I’m startled by Rachel stretching up next to me and grabbing my bag from my hands. I don’t release it because it’s too heavy for her and instead set it next to us. I want to investigate what she needs. She hooks her finger in my covering and tugs me towards the sleeping platform. I’m not sure what game she plans but there’s a shy smile on her face.

When I don’t follow right away, a childish pout crosses her face and she sticks out her lower lip. It fascinates me to see her act this way. Because I know she doesn’t understand me, I tell her, “I will follow you anywhere, my beautiful mate.” I trail beside her as she tugs me over. “I’m trying to understand you and what you want.”

She gives a shrug and I realize she is telling me she does not understand what I said. It makes me smile. She steps up on the sleeping platform. Now my height, she smiles before wrapping her arms around my neck. Our chests flatten together.

Sensations pour through my body and it’s hard to not just grab her and throw her down on the bed. But I’m curious about what she plans to do so I freeze and wait patiently.

She licks her lips and I’m fascinated by the way they shine and catch the light. One of her hands unhooks from behind my neck and travels down my chest. I’m shaking in anticipation of her soft fingers. They feel incredible no matter where she touches me. I remain frozen as her fingers skim down further and further. Lightly, she cups my cock in her hand through the barrier of material.

Still maintaining eye contact, she whispers in her language. A question. I know what this question was. She can have anything she desires.

As the blood pounds in my ears, my entire focus is on her small hand, still caressing me through my covering. I gaze at her, mesmerized by her hand. It feels so good.

Her small head tilts towards me. She slowly brings her lips to mine, touching them together briefly. A shock shoots through me. She’s as startled as I am.

The next time she does it, she tilts her head slightly, so our noses don’t hit and presses her lips firmly on top of mine. Then she shocks me by licking my lips and it send another bolt of need through me. This is the same as earlier, when I had to go see Whik. Is this a mating ritual for her?

Arching into her hand still stroking my manhood, her tongue enters my mouth and touches mine. It’s incredible as she takes the lead and begins a slow, steady in and out, mating our mouths. Moving my tongue slowly, I meet hers with all the need in my body. I can’t help crushing her to me as her exotic perfume fills the air, making me want her more than ever!