10. Sek’su

10

SEK'SU

B urshtin is droning on about something, but I have not been paying attention. I lost track of the conversation some time ago. My thoughts circle last night. The feel of her skin. The taste of her lips. The sensation of burying my cock in her.

I never wanted it to end, but that is ridiculous. A warrior must care for his treasure, not only use her. I would like to get her something new. A gift, but it has to be something worthy of her. What do you give to one who is so perfect, so incredible, who is everything a female should be?

I do not know. I asked Burshtin, but he only had stupid ideas. Get her flowers. Get her this, get her that, but they were all things. Things feel wrong when it comes to her. Not enough. She has things, she needs something… more.

I cannot ask anyone else because she swore me to secrecy, and I will never betray her trust. I gave her the painting and I think she liked it. That was better than a thing, though it is a thing. I made it with love and attention, which is the components of it more than the paints and leather I painted on. Something like that. Something formed of pure love and admiration.

It feels as if I am dancing with an answer. It is almost there but when I get close to grasping it, I become distracted and lose it before the idea fully forms. Usually by a vivid memory of last night.

The way she smelled! By Tajss, I have never smelt anything like it. Exotic and erotic. Sweet, tangy, with a hint of spice, and an undertone of musk. Remembering the smell now my cock stirs, and I have to shove the memory to one side before I am fully hard. Now is not the time.

Burshtin leads the way toward the outer tunnels. We are to patrol outside the compound today, looking for any signs of incursion from the Urr'ki. As we move through one of the many intersections of the compound I am stopped by a knowing.

Her.

I know it in my heart and my soul. She is close. I quickly look to either side and then I see her. My cock stiffens instantly as my eyes lock onto hers. My smile slowly spreads as I see her in the crowd of humans that throng in the passage.

She is above all of them. Radiant, as if she glows with some inner light and I wonder how those surrounding her do not see it. She is brilliant. A beacon calling my heart, tugging on my soul.

Her mouth forms into a perfect circle and, for the briefest of moments, I imagine my cock in her hot, wet mouth. My cock spasms in response and leaks, staining my pants. The other female, I do not know her name, but she is often in the company of my treasure, makes a sound. It sounds like a higher-pitched grunt as she looks from my treasure to me then back.

The other female blinks. My treasure suddenly glistens with a damp sheen. She breaks eye contact and looks at the other female. They say something to one another, but I cannot make out the words. I do not know if they are speaking in Zmaj or their language.

"Seriously?" Burshtin asks, punching me in the arm.

The punch is hard enough to sting and probably bruise the muscle. It is also enough to jerk my attention back to him and our duty. He shakes his head as he growls.

"What?" I snap, rubbing my sore arm.

"We are on mission. Focus," he says.

He's angry enough that his tail is twitching and his hands clench and unclench. I should not antagonize him, but I am angry too. Can he not see I am dealing with something here? I have never felt anything like this. It is not only distracting, it is overwhelming. The bijass is surging in my head, not letting me back down or let this go.

"I am focused," I growl. "You need to mind your own business."

His tail rises off the floor to protrude from behind his head. My own does the same as the fog closes over my thoughts. Before I can even think of it, my fist flies at his face. I am going to smash that smug look off his face.

She is mine. No one can stand in the way.

Burshtin ducks at the last moment and my fist whooshes through the air where he was only a moment before.

His fist drives towards my gut, but I bend with it, lessening the impact. The loud smack of his fist striking my flesh resounds through the halls. One or more of the humans that were around us scream.

The instant of the scream the crowd loses their minds. I am aware of it happening around the two of us. People running, shouting, trying to get away.

I leap over Burshtin's tail as he tries to sweep my legs, pulling my own up close to my chest and using my wings to land lightly. He is ready, an uppercut catching me under my jaw.

Stars explode in my head as I stumble backward. I growl as the bijass fully lays claim to my thoughts. Red covers my vision, and it narrows down to him. He dares threaten me? Threatens my treasure? I will show him who is dominant.

It is the only thought in my head as I rush forward. He throws his arms wide, welcoming my assault.