Chapter 20

Kyler

My beautiful keeshla loves me. She has not said those exact words, but I see them in her eyes. The reflection of my soul light shines from her lovely orbs and emits the same warmth that spreads throughout my chest. Zander and the rest of the mated males say that we share our soul light with our human mates and when they possess our other half, that is how we know they have fallen in love with us. It is clear from the light shining from Zara’s eyes that half of my soul belongs to her.

My heart swells and I lean down and bring my mouth to hers. The scent of her arousal fills the air and the taste of the brew she drank earlier crosses my tongue. My mating nodes continue to leak their fluid and I rock my pelvis against my mate’s knowing that soon I will be inside the warm heat of her cunt. I slide my hand beneath her chest covering to palm her chest mound. It is just as sweet and perfect as I remember it being and the tip is hard beneath my fingertips.

I roll the stiff bud between them in the way Zara enjoyed the last time and she arches her back, pressing her chest mound harder against my hand.

“Kyler, please,” she begs. “I want to feel you without anything between us.”

I rise up and before I can do anything else, she yanks her covering up and over her head. At last, I get my first look at her naked flesh. The round center of her chest mounds are a darker color than the skin surrounding it and the hardened tips resemble small pebbles.

“By Deeka’s flame, you are perfection.” I am in stunned awe of my keeshla’s beauty.

Zara’s cheeks darken to a shade similar to the circles of her chest mounds. Sage has said the color change is called a blush.

“No one has ever looked at me like you do,” she says.

“That is because they are all fools. I am your mate. Of course I will look upon you as though you are the most stunning creature in existence. It is because you are. There is nothing and no one who surpasses your beauty in my eyes.”

She sniffs. “Goddamn it. You’re not supposed to be this fucking sweet. You’re far too nice for someone like me.”

“I am just the right amount of sweet and nice and perfect for someone like you. Deeka knew that we were meant to be together and that we complement each other and bring out the best in one another. I have always trusted the path she has placed me on, because I knew that one day she would bring you into my life. I only needed to remain patient, and I would be rewarded.”

Zara scans my face and then she pulls me down to her and latches her lips onto mine. I let her deepen the kiss and our tongues twine together. Our hands roam, learning all the places on each other’s body that brings us the most pleasure. When she reaches between us and strokes my cock through my leg coverings, I nearly release my seed. It takes every ounce of strength I have to not lose control. I want to come inside her. I want to make a kit with her.

“Take off your pants,” Zara demands.

I roll to my side and shed my leg coverings. She does the same and her musky scent grows stronger. My mouth waters with the need to taste her cunt. I have wanted to explore her since the first time I saw her bare in the forest.

“May I taste you?”

She bites her lip and slowly nods. I do not waste time in case she changes her mind. In a single beat of my heart, I put my mouth on her. It is the most divine flavor to ever touch my tongue. With every lick, I listen for the sounds Zara makes, and what makes her shift and press herself upward, as though searching for more of what I’m giving her. She gasps and moans, and wetness flows out of her to pool beneath her. I lap as much of it up as I can, drinking her down, not wanting to lose a single drop.

I encounter the entrance of her cunt and slide my tongue deep inside as far as I can go. Zara bucks her hips and cries out in ecstasy. I remove it and replace it with my finger so that I can play with the inflamed nub at the top of her slit where she is the most sensitive. In and out I thrust the digit, mimicking the movement my cock will make once I am inside her. She spears her fingers through my hair and clutches tightly at my head, holding me to her.

A second finger joins the first and I stretch her. Prepare her. I am of average size, but my keeshla is one of the smallest females and I do not want to hurt her. Zara is wet and my mating fluid will provide even more wetness, but she needs to be ready to accept me.

I suck on the hardened pebble above her cunt and add a third finger. Her body goes tense, and she clenches down, pulling them deeper inside her and a scream is ripped from her throat. It is a scream of pleasure and the sweetest sound to touch my ears. Dampness coats her skin and tiny strands of hair stick to her brow.

Spasms continue rippling through her cunt until finally they come to a stop. Zara’s eyes flutter open and she gazes down at me still between her thighs. Her smile is one of a satisfied female.

“I want you inside me,” she says roughly.

I crawl up her body and place my cock at her entrance. Without taking my eyes off hers, I slowly slide into her cunt, my mating fluid easing the way. A groan rumbles up from my chest at how tightly she squeezes me. Once I am as deep inside her as I can get, I hold myself still and savor the feel of her warmth sheath wrapped around me.

Zara strokes my face. “I love you. I’m not just saying that because of the sex either. I mean, it’s great and all—amazing, in fact—but that’s not why I’m saying it. I can’t not say it. Kyler, you’re everything I never knew I wanted in a husband. In a mate. Thank you for showing me what true and unconditional love feels like. And for teaching me how to love you back.”

“My keeshla . You have made me the happiest male on Tavikh. My soul light shines only for you and will continue to do so long after I pass into the lands of the goddess.”

Zara rises up and claims my mouth with a kiss. I swipe my tongue inside and my cock mimics the movement. My pace increases and I go deeper with each thrust. I can feel my release coming and I do not know how to stop it. Needing my mate to reach her peak again before I do, I reach between us and circle that sensitive nub the way I discovered she loves the most.

Soon Zara’s pleasure swells and crests again and she cries out my name. That is all it takes to trigger my own release. My seed explodes from my cock and fills her up. I say a prayer to Deeka that it takes and soon her belly will swell with my kit. Exhausted, I collapse on top of her, doing my best to keep most of my weight off. She clutches me tighter and I sink deeper against her.

“I am too heavy for you.” I try to push myself up, but Zara will not let me go.

“No, you’re not. Just lie here for a little bit.”

Careful not to hurt her, I remain where I am as she strokes her fingertips up and down my back and our breathing slows. My cock softens within her and finally she shifts and loosens her hold on me. I roll and bring her with me so she lies on my chest. We are still connected in the most intimate way. Peace settles in my heart and my soul light still glows with warmth.

Zara turns her head so her cheek is pressed against me and her breath glides across my flesh. My arms hold her and my tail loops around her leg. She breathes out a soft sigh.

“When I was with the Njeri and unconscious most of the time, I talked to Amelia,” she says quietly. “It kept the insanity away. Which probably doesn’t make any sense, considering it sounds insane that I was talking to a dead person. Even worse that she actually answered me back.”

I let my fingers glide up and down Zara’s back now. “I do not think it sounds insane. There were times right after the death of my baba and nene that I spoke with them and they with me. It brought me great comfort for a short time.”

She lifts her head and brings her hands beneath her chin and rests it on them.

“I tried escaping a few times and I never made it easy on them. It’s why that dickhead hit me so often and then tied me up. Well, also because I kicked him in the balls, and god it felt good.” Zara chuckles and then sobers. “The last time I talked to Amelia she told me to please stop fighting back. I said something really shitty to her, but she forgave me because that’s the kind of person she was. Never held a grudge or had anything bad to say about anyone.”

“Did she tell you why she wanted you to stop fighting?”

Zara murmurs an assent. “Her exact words were ‘because he’s coming’. When I saw your mating marks for the first time, I thought I was hallucinating. I didn’t think that they were because of me. Until you almost called me keeshla . I asked myself if you were who she meant when she said ‘he’s coming’. Do you know when I knew it was you?”

I shake my head.

“When we were walking back to the village tonight from the Bohnari ship after my arm had been healed,” Zara says. “The whole time I was lying in that machine, not once did you leave my side. You stayed there watching over me, and then, when it was finished, the way you stepped in front of Vornak and made sure his machine had done its job and healed me, I was pretty certain. But the absolute rightness of it hit me while we walked. I almost swore I could hear Lia whisper “Told you so” in my ear.”

“Your sister was right. You are the other half of my soul. My keeshla . My fated mate and the female Deeka blessed me with. No matter what happens, I will always come for you.”

Zara scoots up and kisses me. It starts out gently, but soon turns into a fiery passion that will never be extinguished. I roll again so she is beneath me once more and without words I show her my love for her until the sun rises and we both fall asleep in each other’s arms.