"You don't understand, little female. I am like a God to these people."
Elodie is lost. Literally.
After a massive adventure leads her to a strange planet with enormous alien men, she has few choices left.
On the run from an aggressive male determin...
"Wait." Elodie tells me, thoughts warring on her sweet, freckle dotted face. "There's an old fashioned Earth tradition that I want to try. We dont have to do it thought if you think it's stupid."
I hear the vulnerability in her voice. I'm quick to soothe her nerves any time, whatever they may be.
I take her in close to me, pressing her against my middle and loving every bit of it.
"Whatever it is, I'm sure it's not stupid." I press, trying to get her comfortable enough to share her customs with me.
Elodie twiddles her fingers nervously.
"Well, humans, when they get married. Well, married you know, ;ike marriage. Wait, do you guys do that?"
"What is married?"
She gives me a shocked look, sputtering before she can continue explaining.
"Well it's like being mates, so once two people are mated they go on a honeymoon."
"A... honeymoon?" I ask, sounding out the odd word.
"Yeah, a honeymoon! And the man, I mean the male, well he would carry his mate though the threshold of the house to start the honeymoon. That's how they used to do it on Earth a long time ago. I used to read about it all the time, and I always thought it was so romantic, and I always wished it could happen for me."
Thats enough explanation for me. I lift her into me arms,wrapping her legs and arms around me.
"No! Not like that." She tells me, hardly able to speak from the giggling.
I smile, trying something different.
I throw her over my shoulder, her stomach going into my shoulder. My mate's giggling turns into a full blown fit of laughter. I figure I'm doing it right, and I reach for the doorknob, kicking the door open with my boot and stomping into the den.
Stomping into the kitchen, I place Elodie on the counter, putting my hands on either side of her as I lean in for a quick kiss.
I sling both of our bags from my shoulders, looking at my human with a small grin.
"Now our honeymoon can begin." I tell her, noticing how quickly her face turns red.
Elodie looks as if she's trying hard not to laugh as she climbs down off the counter. I put my hands on her hips to help her down. She tries to shew me away, but I ignore her, placing her gently on her feet.
She leans down and starts digging through her bag, she pulls out a little bag of snacks, choosing to put them away in one of the lower cabinets.
"What else do they do on these honeymoons?"
Elodie makes a choking sound and stands up quickly, turning around from the cabinet.
"Ummm. Well people do a lot of things on honeymoons."
"Like what?" I wonder, striding closer to her, hands swinging at my sides.
She begins to act flustered, shutting the cabinet and rummaging through the bag before zipping it up. She doesn't realize I'm right behind her until she turns around. My mate gasps, putting her hand to her chest.
I reach up, brushing her bare arm with her knuckles. Shivers break out across her pale skin. The tiny, red hairs stand on end. Usually these signs would tell me that she's cold, but I know better. I know exactly what I'm doing to her as the fragrance of her arousal spreads through the room. It's intoxicating.
Leaning in close, I press my lips against her ear and murmur words that I know will make her crazy with want.
"You still pretend to be shy when this morning you pounced on me like a hungry rasler." I whisper heatedly. Eldoie's breath catches.
I shuffle closer, pinning her to the wall behind her. My arm goes up to block any way out. She's not getting away from me, not when her need is pounding at me like the thunder that rumbles outside.
"What else do they do on these Earth honeymoons, my sweet tiny?" My voice is now breathy, husky with want and a need so profound that it's hard to breathe correctly.
"You know what." She responds, standing on the tips of her toes and trying to manuaver so that my lips will touch hers.
I straighten, barely out of her reach. I grin slyly.
"Not that easy." I say. "I want to hear you say it."
My teasing has the effect I was looking for. Her skin further flushes. The skin on her chest and all the way up to her neck is aflame with color.
"They mate. Have sex. Make love. They romp around in the sheets over and over, like freaking rabbits. Is that what you wanted me to say?"
I'm not sure what a rabbit is, but the light in her green eyes is enough. I reward her with the kiss shewas wanting earlier.
Our lips collide feverishly, back and forth, push and pull of energy, heat and love. I love this female with everything I am. Everything I have is hers. I am at her mercy. I may be powerful, I may be the strongest thing to roam Rytaria, but she has me right in the palm of her hand.
Her skin is so soft to the touch, like the sweetest fruit. Ripe but just out of reach. Worth all the trouble.
I pull away, loving the way her lips are full and swollen, the way her red eyebrows pull together in aroused confusion caused by my attack.
"May I make love to you?" I ask reverently, kissing each and every one of the knuckles on her right hand.
She gulps, acting as if she needs to think about it for a moment.
Suddenly she nods exuberantly.
"Only if you catch me." Before I have a chance to figure out what she means, she ducks under my elbow and darts through the den.
I growl, chasing after her and all that she represents. Always.
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