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  “There is a planet. Undeveloped, unmonitored, and possibly a myth. It is called Haltrean and it is supposed to be a safe haven for people searching for a home. I have seen images, and it looks very beautiful. We could go there together. We could have a life there.” I wasn’t explicitly asking her to come as my mate, but the idea of getting to know her even more on the utopian planet was enticing.

  She seemed to be thinking about things, so I let her. After a few minutes, she said, “You say this planet is possibly not real? How do you know about it then?”

  “I heard it… from a friend. It was just a rumor, but the rumors were corroborated by the inter-planetary resource. I know where to look for it, and I believe it is habitable.” I held my breath, waiting for her response.

  “Yes.” She breathed. Then, sitting up, she turned to lock eyes with me. “I want to bring Alice. She’s the only person on this baked rock who’s been there for me. She deserves a safe haven like that more than anyone I know. We have to bring her.”

  My heart seemed to take flight, soaring right back into overwhelming joy. Again, I found this embarrassing and tried to squash it. She had said yes. I nodded, smiling at her. “Of course we can bring this Alice.”

  Evvie’s tired face finally split into a wide grin, making it softer, despite the bruising. She suddenly leaned toward me with her chin jutted up. Her lips called to me. As softly as I could, as if she were something very precious, I pressed my lips to hers. Just like the last time, I was delighted to find them soft and plump, if not a little sunbaked. They fit against mine perfectly, sending a jolt of desire straight to my rod, which hardened instantly. How many nights had I imagined fucking her? The last time we’d kissed she’d left me alone in the cave with aching balls, and this time I was determined not to let her leave until we were both thoroughly satisfied.

  But I didn't want to push her.

  "When we get to Haltrean, you can make whatever life you want for yourself," I promised. I knew I'd do whatever I could to get her there. "We can start from scratch. There's game to hunt and so much wood to build any sort of shelter or building we want." I sounded like an excited child, but she scooted closer to me. I placed my hand against her rib cage, brushing my thumb over her right breast.

  She sighed and leaned against me. "That sounds wonderful." She moved her torso slightly until her breast was more fully under my hand. My cock jumped between my legs, demanding I do more than just rest my hands on the body I craved.

  "It does. It sounds even more wonderful when I think of you there with me.” I said the words gently, worried I’d revealed too much. She just smiled, putting her own hand on my chest. The muscle jumped under her touch. I swallowed, but continued, needing to make sure she understood the dangers. “There's a good possibility it doesn't exist or has been inhabited and we'd be forced to turn away."

  She just cocked her head at me, never dropping that gorgeous smile. "Jarix, anything is better than this. Almost literally. Besides, do you think I’m not well accustomed to difficult times?"

  "Even if we do make it, you'll be forced to spend weeks with me in space, searching. Then we'd be living very primitively until we got a shelter up and found food." I almost sounded like I was trying to talk her out of it, but it was more that I just needed her to understand. I couldn’t get her into space, only to have her regret her decision and need to go back. I couldn’t part with her either.

  "I'm prepared for anything. I know I’ll be safe with you," she said. When she looked up at me, I realized I had to taste her again. "And I'm happy we’ll be together, too."

  Hungrily, I lowered my mouth to hers again, this time slipping my tongue between her lips. She opened for me eagerly, plunging her own tongue into my mouth. I groaned against her, giving the breast still in my hand a firm squeeze. She jerked under my touch, but didn’t break the kiss until a few moments later. To my surprise, she moved and got onto her knees. "What are you doing?" I asked.

  She shushed me and pressed her lips to mine again as she moved to straddle me where I sat against the wall. "I missed you," she whispered, running her hands down my chest. I growled into her mouth, loving the feel of her hands on my skin. I would never wear a shirt again if it meant Evvie would touch me like this. Evvie moaned as I pulled her into my arms and muttered her name. It flowed off my tongue like a caress.

  "But what will we spend all of our time in space doing? The journey may be long… " I was baiting her, and I pulled at her clothing, carefully unwrapping her like a gift. Oh, and what a gift she was. Her breasts sprang free beneath my hands and I cupped them appreciatively.

  "Oh, I don’t know, maybe I’ll find some books to bring," She teased me back, and I growled at her flippant sarcasm. She giggled at my reaction and I yanked her back to my mouth, fully pressing her now naked torso against my own. Her hands roamed my body, lightly touching my chest and neck as I scooped her into my arms and switched our positions. Now she lay beneath me, exposed and golden. My cock begged me to claim her.

  Not one to deny myself the things I desired; I lowered my head to take one of her breasts into my mouth. She tasted like salt, sweat, and something slightly unique that I couldn’t identify. I knew she worked in the salt mines, and the flavor tantalized my mouth as I teased her nipple into a peak. Her hands moved against my chest, and I lifted myself to allow her access. She reached for my pants, her hands slipping down and grasping my already hard cock. I kept her warm nipple in my mouth but let go of her other breast to tug my pants down and kick them off.

  Her hand disappeared from around me. I almost sighed in frustration until I realized she was untying her own pants and wiggling out of them. As soon as she was exposed to me, I slipped my hand between her legs, finding her wet and ready. I didn't know how long it had been since she'd been with a male, or if she even ever had, but I couldn’t wait another fucking second. I’d craved her for too long.

  I swirled my fingers around her opening, gently rubbing and stroking. I teased her nub with the tip of my finger and when she arched her back, I circled her entrance with two. My fingers slid inside her with ease, but once there, I discovered how tight she was. "Evvie." My strangled voice sounded desperate, even to me. "I might hurt you."

  She wiggled her butt again, pushing herself deeper down on my fingers. "You won't hurt me."

  Before I tried to enter her, I had to prepare her. So, I played with her, teasing her inside until I found the spot that made her cry out. Women on my planet had a special spot inside, and luckily for Evvie, it was in the same place in her. I took her breast back into my mouth, and I was pleased to hear her moan from above my head, her hands scrabbling at my back. While she moaned and thrashed beneath me, I worked my fingers, curling them and pressing back and forth, harder and harder until she screamed my name and I could tell she was relaxed enough to take me.

  With my soaked hand, I pulled my fingers out of Evvie, then stroked my sheath, getting the tip especially lubricated. Then, I looked down at the beautiful woman that I'd grown to care so much for. "Are you sure?" I asked. I wanted to give her one last chance to decide if she was ready for this.

  "Just do it," she moaned. "Please, Jarix."

  Her plea gave me the permission I needed, so I pushed forward, the head of my rod struggling to enter her. The pressure on it nearly undid me before I was anywhere close to fully inside her. As I watched it disappear in between her legs in the dim light, I counted backward from ten to slow my heart rate. It wouldn't be good if I finished before giving her another climax.

  I worked my hips, pressing in a little, moving around, then back out. Evvie moaned and gasped as I worked, the sounds not helping me remain in control. Her beautiful—yet damaged—face contorted in pleasure and it spurred me to finally slam myself fully inside. Her grip on my back tightened as she cried out again. Her tightness was incredible. "You feel amazing," I whispered.

  "I've never felt anything this big," she said with wide eyes as she watched. "Gods, Jarix. You’re really fucking sex
y. I’m a little mad about it actually.”

  I froze. “Mad?”

  "No!" she exclaimed. "Please don't stop. I was just saying you’re so hot that I feel almost unworthy of you." She winked, and I thought I understood. Well, if this human found me attractive, it was nothing compared to how I felt about her. Now, inside of her, I thought I might’ve never seen anything I liked more than her naked body.

  I returned to my thrusting, pounding as hard as I dared into her skinny body. She never complained, and never asked me to stop. She worked her own hips around me, rocking in time with me. I groaned and kissed her again, tasting her deeply as I fucked her. I wasn’t sure what was happening to me, but I thought I might’ve been having an out of body experience. Of course, I’d been with many women before. Sex was never something I had a hard time acquiring, but this just felt different. Better, somehow.

  As I looked into Evvie's eyes and pushed deeper inside her, I felt our connection snap into place. I fucked her harder, the hand I wasn’t using to support myself exploring and squeezing all the things I’d longed to squeeze. Evvie did the same, exploring my body with her small hands.

  Then, I couldn't hold back anymore. Flexing my hips, I pulled out and back in as fast as I could, now using my grip on her hip to pull her against me harder still. Her breathing grew erratic, and I could tell she was nearing her climax as quickly as I was. "Evvie, you are so—" I gasped, choking off as a particularly good thrust distracted me. "You feel like heaven." If I could spend the rest of my life fucking this woman, I'd be a blessed man, indeed.

  She pulled away from our kiss, tilting her head back and moaning. "The feeling’s mutual, Jar." Hearing my name, this new nickname, on her lips drove me wild. I put my weight on one hand and pressed the other between us, pushing my thumb onto her nub to help her fall into her climax before I had mine. Her voice rose and her cries echoed in the cave. The sound of her pleasure, the pleasure I gave her, broke the last of my resolve. I felt my body tense, all the electricity of my pleasure gathering in my cock until I thought I might explode. I grunted, yanking her beneath me as we came together. My muscles strained, using all my warrior’s strength to pleasure the one woman I knew I wanted above all else.

  Slowly, we both came down from our orgasms. As her voice faded and she panted beneath me, I lowered to my elbows and wrapped her in my arms. Tilting to the side, I pulled her with me until we were face to face, lying on the cool stone of the cave we shared.

  She snuggled close and pressed her forehead to my chest, regaining her breathing.

  “Thank you, Jarix.” I barely heard her, and for a moment I thought I’d imagined it, but then I felt a soft kiss press to my chest. Just over my heart.

  I squeezed Evvie closer to me, then allowed my eyes to close and my body to relax. It was there that I fell into a deep sleep, with the woman I was coming to love safely in my arms.

  12

  Jarix

  She'd come more than one night in a row in the beginning, but not since. She'd said it was too hard to slip away from work that frequently. I hadn't questioned her, but after spending the day with her in my arms, then the night all alone, I couldn't stop my curiosity about her town and life here on Earth. She'd been vague about what the town was like.

  I missed her. That day on the cave floor, when she’d agreed to accompany me to Haltrean, when I’d finally been able to claim her as I’d dreamed about, was on repeat in my mind. Evvie was incredible. She was everything I hadn’t known I’d wanted. When I’d woken up, she was gone. I knew she had to return to work, and probably didn’t want to wake me, but I wished I could have gone with her. Boredom had begun to get to me, as well. When I finished the repairs for the day and darkness fell without bringing Evvie, I paced the floors of the cave and tried to convince myself not to go.

  She had said it was a straight shot to the west, and I'd already fixed the locator on the pod. If I put the handpiece in my pocket, I could find my way back to the pod with no trouble. Passing for a human was a problem. I had no mirror to make sure the hat I'd made Evvie covered all of my purple hair. The sunglasses might look weird at night, but my golden eyes would've been a fast giveaway. Evvie had said there were no golden eyes on Earth.

  Grumpy, I sat in the cave and ate my half-ration. That was another reason to go explore. I was nearly out of food. If I could find some to buy or trade with in the town, it could give us a bit more time. I chewed through the meal, debating with myself if I should take the risk of searching for Evvie. If only I just knew more about everything. I felt like a young child, lost without a guide. I sighed, staring out the cave entrance into the nothingness of the desert. At least the ship was nearly finished. It would fly in its current condition, but how long and for how far I had no idea.

  After a few more hours of pointless debating, I finally decided: I’d go. Evvie risked her safety every time she came here, maybe it was time I took a risk to see her instead. Under the cover of darkness, I walked in the direction I'd watched Evvie go countless evenings since I'd come to Earth. I'd lost track of the days and nights. It had been at least two weeks now, maybe closer to three.

  She'd taught me how to measure time here on Earth. We didn't use weeks or months back on my planet, just seasons and days, and our days were measured by the light in the sky. We had no concept of seconds. Evvie hadn't been able to convince me of it until she'd sighed and had me pull it up on the pod's console. It had enough information about Earth to explain a clock and how the time moved. She'd estimated the journey had taken her over four hours the first night, but she'd veered off course. Now she said it was under an hour, much less if she ran.

  As I tried to trace her path in the ever-shifting sand, I admired her tenacity. The walk wasn't easy, and I was moving across the desert in the less-hot darkness. She usually came during the daylight. Even early in the morning when she traveled, the sun already baked down with nearly overwhelming heat. Without shade, after working all night, she traveled to me to help me fix the ship that would get both of us off of this forsaken planet.

  No wonder I'd grown so fond of her. She had the strength of a true warrior. As I slipped on a bit of loose sand, I considered her fighting abilities. She'd told me she'd never been trained to fight beyond what she'd picked up along the way. It would be my honor to teach her basic fighting technique on our journey. By the time we got to Haltrean—with her quick mind—she'd be a natural.

  The moonlight was muted tonight, for the first night since I'd been on Earth. Rare clouds had filled the sky near dusk, and they hadn't left. I was very close to the first building before I realized it was there. I ducked behind it and looked around, was this the town?

  The moon shined on me when a cloud moved out of the way, giving me a bit of visibility. Even in the dead of night, the desert wasn't pitch black, but without the moon and with my mind preoccupied with walking on the sand, I hadn't seen the approaching encampment.

  Surely this wasn't the town she'd spoken of, but she'd said her town was the only populated area for hundreds of miles. Humans kept camps and small towns all over the Earth, holding out as long as they could without water, but this part of the desert was particularly dry and barren, so there was nobody else. She'd either lied to me about that, or she'd lied about her town.

  There was nobody in sight as I peered around the building. Another nearly identical building sat a few hundred yards away, and lights inside gave an indication of life. A third building completed the permanent structures. Other than that, I saw a tent between the buildings and a bit of light over a hill. Perhaps it was the mines Evvie said she worked at.

  Avoiding the structure with lights shining through the tiny windows, I darted from one building to the one nearer the lights behind the hill. Low, deep voices came from behind the wall as I pressed myself against it. I waited there for several minutes and pressed my ear against the rough wood, but couldn't make out the words. The inside was probably sealed against the heat.

  Evvie had said something abou
t a bar, and shopping. There was none of that here. I chanced running toward the hill that obscured the source of the light, then dropped to my stomach when I saw a cave entrance. It wasn't very close, but I was exposed if the moon came out from behind its clouds again.

  A man in a loose white tunic stood at the mouth of the cave. He looked bored, but he stood steadfast. He had the unmistakable demeanor of a soldier. Or guard. If that was the cave entrance to the salt mines, I was in the right place. That meant Evvie had lied about the town. This was no town. At best, it was a work camp, but I had a sneaking suspicion it was worse than that.

  The lack of guards outside was easily explained by the territory. Where would the prisoners go in the desert? I was almost positive they were prisoners. No normal town was this tiny, dilapidated, and patrolled by guards.

  As I lay on the hill, trying to decide what I should do about Evvie, a woman walked out of the cave. I couldn't make out her specific features, but she had long blonde hair. She wore similar clothes to what I was used to seeing on Evvie—light colors, lots of layers that wrapped around to avoid the use of buttons and zippers. From my own experience with my clothing, I knew they got too hot in this climate and weren't preferable.

  I wasn't close enough to hear their words, but the actions of the woman and the guard spoke for themselves. He pulled something out of his pocket and put it to her lips, and she began to strip immediately. He turned her and put her against the outer wall of the cave. Ducking my head, I didn't watch, but did glance occasionally to see if they were finished. It was the epitome of bad manners to spy on two lovers, but I wanted to see the end of the interaction. To see if this was an interlude between lovers or a prisoner performing a sex act for a favor.

  Peeking again, I discovered her standing upright again and he was back to his post. She walked past him and ran her hands over his shoulder, but he didn't acknowledge her this time. Then she disappeared into the mine. Had she done that in exchange for whatever he’d put in her mouth? A drug, perhaps? Surely, she wouldn't have had sex with the man for a bit of food.