Chapter Seven

Drrrl and Lela did spend the bulk of the two-day journey to Mcy in bed. They ate when they absolutely had to, but for the most part, they stayed in his chamber. On the last day, she began worrying about acceptable clothing, and he brought her a needle, thread, and a pair of scissors. She spent hours sewing the blanket from his bed into a beautiful dress to wear to meet his parents.

She was working on hemming the armholes when he came into the room to check on her. "Are you finished? It might be nice to have a little time before we land."

Lela laughed at him. "You just want more sex. You can wait a few hours."

He groaned. "I can, but I'd rather not." He sat down on the bed beside her, looking at the dress. "It looks done. What are you doing to it now?" If she was just making pretty flowers on it or something, then that could wait.

"I'm hemming it so the threads don't come out." She kept making her small stitches, her body heating just from his presence beside her. In just a short period of time, her body had become very accustomed to his, and she felt the dampness growing between her legs whenever he was near.

"Will the threads come out and render you naked if you don't finish it today?" he asked, his mind on one thing and one thing only.

She glared at him. "Probably not, but I'm going to look as decent as I can when I meet your parents. Go bother Bnjmn." It had been hard to learn to say their names, but after two days, she'd finally managed it. She could say them almost as well as a native.

His hand went to her bare thigh beneath the dress she held on her lap. "Are you sure you can't spare just five minutes for me?"

"As if you ever finish in just five minutes. You like to 'savor me.' At least that's what you always say."

"You can time me," he whispered as he took the dress from her and tossed it to the floor. He grabbed her and pulled her astride him, slipping right inside her. He leaned back on his elbows, groaning as he felt her clenching him tight. "Ride me."

Lela let out a gasp at the abrupt movement, but he'd known she was ready for him. She was always ready for him. She rocked forward and back, moaning at the friction her motions caused. He was in so much deeper from this angle, and her clit was being rubbed just the way she needed.

He began to move wildly under her, and that on top of her movements, drove them both to a lightning fast orgasm. She collapsed atop him when she heard him shout her name as he finished.

"Now I just want to sleep. How long before we land?" she asked.

He looked at the monitor on the wall. She couldn't read it, but he understood it perfectly. "You need to learn to read and speak my language."

She sighed. "Soon."

"We have about forty-five minutes."

"Forty-five minutes! Why did you distract me? I need to finish hemming this thing and get a bath before I meet your parents. I smell like sex!"

He grinned. "My parents will approve of that. They've been wanting me to find a mate."

"I don't care how badly they wanted you to find a mate. They don't want to meet their daughter-in-law for the first time with her smelling like she's just stepped out of a whorehouse."

He laughed aloud. "You don't smell like a whorehouse. You smell like a woman who just got married." He buried his face in her neck and inhaled deeply. "I like how you smell."

She felt his cock growing stiff inside her again, and she moved off him abruptly. "Oh no you don't. Keep that thing away from me until after I've met your parents." She hurried into the bathroom and touched the button on the wall to fill the tub full of bubbling, soapy water.

The last time she'd been in the tub, he'd joined her, and they'd made a huge mess with bubbles everywhere. She shut and locked the door as she thought of it. She didn't need him distracting her. She had too much to do before they landed for her to spend her time fucking her new mate.

She laughed at herself for the thought. Until three days before, she'd never uttered a word that was even close to a curse word. He now had her using words like cock, fuck, and pussy as if she'd used them every day of her life. If only her teachers and counselor could see her now. She'd be punished for using language unbecoming of a Christian lady.

After her quick bath, and it was not easy to keep a bath quick with a set up like he had in his bathroom, she returned to the bed, where she sewed just as fast as she could.

Drrrl walked into the room and eyed her sewing so quickly. "We're here. How much do you still have to do?" he asked.

She noticed he'd put clothes on for the first time since they left the space station. "You look good in clothes."

He sighed. "You don't want to see my cock? I thought you'd like knowing how often I was hard for you."

She blushed. "Keep it in your pants for just a little bit longer. I want to meet your parents and make it back to your house before you're inside me again."

"My house?" he asked in confusion. "I don't think you understand. My parents are the king and queen of Mcy. I live in the palace." Surely he'd mentioned his family was the ruling family of the small planet.

Her jaw dropped. "The palace? What? I had no idea! I'm going to be wearing a blanket when I meet my mother-in-law who's a queen? Are you kidding me?"

"I fail to see the problem. She will be your mother-in-law still. What difference does it really make?"

Lela shook her head. "All the difference in the world! I—I haven't seen my own mother since I was five. I haven't even thought about what it would be like to have a mother-in-law until a few days ago, and just thinking she was a normal mother-in-law had me all freaked out. Now I find out she's a queen? I don't want to meet her. Can't we just live here on the ship? Please?" How could he not have told her from the beginning?

He laughed out loud. "Live on the ship instead of in the palace? Just to avoid meeting my mother? She's going to love you, because you're my destined mate!"

"What if she thinks I just married you because you're a prince? You're not the oldest are you? You won't be king?"

He looked away from her at her questions, refusing to meet her eyes. "You'll like the palace. It's really nice." He couldn't believe she was making such a big deal out of his parents being the king and queen. He was used to them, of course, but he'd never really thought twice about it scaring a woman off.

Lela dropped the dress to the floor. "Oh my goodness! You are going to be the king of the planet, and expect me to be your queen? You've got to be joking! I've been trained to be a mental health counselor. I've met five men since I was five years old: You, your brother, Scott, the man who sold us three months' worth of food, and Tylr. How am I supposed to know how to act around a queen? She's going to hate me! She's going to tell you to put me right back on Earth!"

Drrrl started to laugh, and then he realized her anguish was real. He sat beside her on the bed, and pulled her closer to him. "It will all work out. You'll see. She even speaks a little English so you'll be able to communicate with her!"

"It might be better if we couldn't speak at all! What do I have to say to a queen?"

"That you care for her son and hope to provide her with many grandsons in the future? That you are happy to be on her planet?"

She gave him a look that was pure anguish. "Maybe if I'd had a few days to think about it and not three minutes."

"Would you have wanted more time to worry about it? I don't think that would have been a good idea." He shook his head. "No, I think it's best that you found out today."

"You can think that all you want." She got up and held up the blanket dress. "Where are my Earth clothes? They're far more appropriate for meeting a queen!"

He took the dress from her and tossed it onto the bed. "No, they're not. My mother will want to see that you're strong enough to bear children, and that thing hides your body. She'll want to know that you're beautiful enough to keep me interested in your body. She can't see that with that ridiculous Earth outfit." He hugged her close, his hands going to her bottom again, cupping it and pulling her against him. "I just wish we had another ten minutes. I could make you feel so much better about everything."

"Sex isn't going to make me feel better about this! Have you lost your mind? Get your mind out of your dick for a minute and put yourself in my shoes. I have a mother-in-law, who is also a queen, who doesn't know that I'm coming, and will be expected to live with me. Is that about right?"

"Yes, that sums it up perfectly." He kissed the top of her head gently. "You're going to love my mother. She was kidnapped by a Htfld once as well. You have something in common to talk about!"

"Let me just avoid bringing that up to her. Most women probably don't want to be reminded of being kidnapped."

"It was her kidnapping that led to both families being exiled from the planet Warden. After Father got her back, he fired missiles at the Htfld palace, and some innocent bystanders got hurt."

"Your family history is downright scary, you know."

He shrugged. "It's the only history I have." He didn't add that his mother was pregnant with him when she was taken, or that his father was in a panic. He really didn't want her to understand just how evil the Htflds really were.