General's Bride

Amalia Rey · Chapitre 19 sur 27

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General's Bride

Naomi is smarter than an entire room…

22

Marv

Naomi is smarter than an entire room full of generals, warriors, and royalty. She sees the question that we’ve all avoided asking.

Who did this to our females?

The battle won’t end. They’ll just find another way to harm our new females.

I suddenly understand the reason why the V’aalarans offered the App to all the tribes. It makes sense now. They already figured out the problem.

Someone went after the females. And they want to keep their new females safe.

I don’t know who to trust and who to fear. We’ve held an alliance with all the tribes except the F’oogalians and the Ta’al. We’ve kept peace with everyone else.

But have we been wrong?

Another moan shakes through the wall, and I suddenly don’t feel hungry. I want my mate. I turn to look at her, hoping to see the same hunger in her eyes.

Naomi is staring at me, a strange look on her face. “What is it?” she asks.

I watch as she steps forward and touches my arm. She pauses, waiting for something.

Why won’t she trust me? I stare at her, wondering why she won’t let me love her.

“Why should I?” she asks, and I realize why she’s holding my arm.

“You can hear my thoughts?”

She shrugs. “Some of them, but only if I’m touching you.”

“But I can’t hear yours.”

“Are you supposed to?”

“I don’t know. I thought the Connection would work both ways.”

“Connection?”

I shrug. Might as well lay all my cards on the table. She can hear my thoughts anyway.

“My Father used to tell me he had a Connection with my Mother. I never understood it, until you started to tell me you were hearing some of my thoughts.”

“Why can’t you hear me?”

I wonder. “Maybe it’s a simple answer,” I say. “Maybe it’s because I love you, and you aren’t sure how you feel about me yet.”

She lets go of my arm. “Convenient.”

“There’s nothing convenient about it. I want to know what it feels like to hear you. I want you to be happy with me.”

“Do you hear yourself?” she demands. “You want me to be happy with you. Not just happy, but with you. My happiness is only in conjunction with us being together.”

“But you enjoyed making love to me. I could definitely feel that.”

Naomi shakes her head emphatically. “That doesn’t mean I should instantly fall in love with you, or that I should suddenly be okay with you guys stealing a bunch of Earth women.”

Oh. So that’s why she’s upset.

“Look, you knew we were going to need more females. We talked about this.”

Her little face scrunches up in disgust. “Yeah, but I was there. Rachel looked me in my eyes and blamed me.”

“You had no say in what we were doing. Just like you can’t stop what we’ll be doing tomorrow.”

Naomi’s eyes widen. “What’s happening tomorrow?”

“We’re summoning the rest of the mates. Our entire tribe will have a female for every male.”

“But what if the females don’t want to be here?”

“Then they shouldn’t be on an App looking for a mate!” I growl.

“Not every woman is on there for a mate. Some of them just want a friend. Others just want sex. I wasn’t looking for a mate. I was drunk.”

“Well, you’re here now.”

“Yeah, I’m here now.” Naomi’s shoulders sink and she storms quietly out of the room. I peek into the bedroom, where I see her covering herself with blankets.

I hadn’t intended to fight with my mate. Now what?

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23

 

Naomi

It’s weird, being able to read his thoughts when he can’t read mine.

At some point during the night, I awaken with a start. Some noise must’ve pulled me out of sleep.

I glance over and see that Marv is sound asleep. Of course, he is it’s been a busy couple of days. And he lost his virginity to me in a whirlwind of crazy space sex.

I roll over and hug him from behind. I’m not sure why, but I crave affection from this handsome alien. Nighttime is too lonely, and even though I’m mad, I don’t want to sleep alone.

Thankfully his bed is small enough that I can pretend I accidentally invaded his space.

My hand settles on his belly. He’s apparently sleeping nude. I guess we need to figure out our sleeping habits, but it is what it is. In the middle of the night, it isn’t wise to wake a sleeping bear.

I sigh. A teddy bear. He has not raised a fist or been cruel to me in any way.

I lay my head against his shoulder and try to imagine a future with him. I had expected to be above ground, breathing in fresh air and seeing sunlight. Instead, he has a massive indoor fish tank, and in his other room, a large garden filled with plants that provide him food and oxygen.

His life is like nothing I’ve ever seen.

Was my life much better?

I think about my ex, banging on my front door. That’s where all this started, right? I was cheated on, feeling lonely, and looking for love.

But was I even capable of love?

Marv’s breathing changes, and he lets out a soft snore. Is he awake?

I try to lay completely still. Maybe I’ll just listen to his thoughts.

But I hear nothing. He just continues snoring softly.

I’m a terrible person, because I really just need human connection. I want to be touched. I want to be loved. But I don’t know how to give those things in return.

I lay beside him, wondering time and again if he’ll wake up. But he doesn’t. He even manages to roll over in his sleep.

When his broad chest is within my reach, I rest my head on him. I even start to move my hand along his stomach, seeing if I can arouse him.

He continues to snore.

Seriously?

I roll off the bed and take off all my clothes, then climb back in. I lay beside him, but none of his thoughts invade my brain.

Nothing.

He just snores.

I start to get worked up by the fact that he doesn’t even notice me. It feels like hours must have passed, but there’s no clock and no sunlight. I kick away the blankets and reach for his cock.

It immediately hardens.

Ohhhh.

I lower myself to his waist and study his cock. The shaft is long, and the tip is soft. I wrap one hand around it, remembering the way it felt like silk in my hands back on his ship.

I lick the tip, then continue moving my tongue down the shaft, towards the base.

He doesn’t move. His breathing changes, but if he’s awake, I can’t tell.

I open my mouth and taste him. He feels warm and excited, all at once. Liquid heat stirs at my core, and I know I want him.

But instead, I move my mouth up and down his cock, gliding as far down as I can. My hands explore his soft, fuzzy balls. He has fine, curly hair over them, and they feel amazingly round.

I release his cock from my mouth and work my way down to his balls, taking one, then both of them, into my mouth. I suckle him until he lets out a loud moan.

And then, I don’t stop. I work my way back to his cock and take all of him into my mouth, down my throat. His hips start rocking, pleading.

I bob my head up and down, finding great pleasure in the moans that he continues to release.

He’s close to climax, so I remove myself and stare up at him. His eyes are intent on my face.

“You are magnificent,” he tells me.

In his mind, he tells me something else. ‘I don’t understand you. I don’t know if you’re mad at me or if you want to love me.’

I smile sadly and climb on top of him.

I don’t understand myself, either.

By the time he explodes inside of me, we’re both screaming and moaning. I need him, and I don’t know how I feel about that.

I can’t imagine any other man every making me feel this way – human or not.

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