11. Taylor

Chapter 11

Taylor

M any hours later I wake up again, similar to last time, snuggled in Sten’s warm embrace. But this time I’m on the blanket by his side and my knee is over his hip, rubbing against the outline of his hard cock. We turned off the lights this time while we slept to conserve energy.

My hands touch his warm skin and I’m on fire, wishing I had the ability to roam my hands all over his red body. I move back my leg, trying to not let him know I know he’s sporting an enormous hard on. And I try to ignore the heat between my thighs.

Sten wakes up and turns on a low light and smiles at me.

“I need to check your injuries,” I say. I peek underneath the bandages and see this male is nearly healed. “How does your arm and leg feel?”

Sten peels off the brace on his arm which now indicates fully healed. He tosses it aside and flexes his hand.

I am mesmerized by the ripple of his red muscles.

“This one is good, but the leg feels as if it needs more time.”

“Yes, it still shows you need more time. You’re still pain free?”

“There’s no pain. Only tender spots in my back still. Give me a few more hours and I should be back to normal.”

I smile wide. “I’m happy you’re doing better. I was really worried for you.”

He reaches out and cups my face with a rough hand. “I thank you for attending to me.”

I’m stiff for a moment, surprised at this gesture, but I quickly snuggle into his warmth. “Thank you for saving my life.” I feel a familiar weight on the top of my head and now my heart is racing and my whole body is on alert. “Sten…are you smelling my hair again?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

He looks down at me and places a finger under my chin. “You know you are beautiful.”

I lick my lips. “I do?”

He moves closer allowing me to again feel the ridge of what he had underneath his pants. “I want you.”

I bite my lip because I swear I could have an orgasm just from him rubbing that against me through two pieces of clothing.

“I can still scent your arousal and it is affecting me greatly in this small space.”

“I’m sorry?”

“Do you want me to attend to you, Taylor?”

I bite my lip again because this sounds too good to be true. “Attend to me?”

He licks my neck. “I can give you an orgasm.”

“Yes, please.”

His large, warm hand cups my cheek and his black lips cover mine and suddenly I’m in the midst of the best kiss of my life.

No lie.

I’ve been kissed before. The good thing about living off planet is that all the beauty standards of my home planet no longer apply. I’ve been overweight since about one year out of high school. I puffed up in college and was over two hundred pounds and wearing plus size clothes by the time I was twenty years old. I’ve tried to get smaller but to no avail. I’m sort of at a place in my life, at twenty-nine years old, where I’m starting to wonder if this is just some sort of set weight my body enjoys. I try to eat healthier, I exercise and I lose a little and then gain it all back plus some.

I really don’t mind living life exactly how I am. But knowing that Sten also thinks I’m beautiful and sexy exactly as I am, is pretty darn wonderful.

I kiss him back, clinging to his perfect chest.

His black lips are lush and he tastes amazing. I love the flick of his forked tongue. The kiss goes on forever because I never want to end. But then I’m reminded of that cock I saw at rest when he was taking a shower. And suddenly I have an intense need to see and touch it myself.

What is wrong with me?

And what is wrong with Sten?

I pull back, breaking of the kiss, my chest rising and falling. “Are you drunk?”

“No. Are you?”

“No,” I laugh. “But this is kind of sudden.”

“Not only can I scent your arousal, which is heady, but you were also tending to me.”

“Does that mean something?”

“Amongst Hyrrokin, for a female to tend to a male this way, when they are both unmated, it is a sign that that female wants to pleasure mate. I am letting you know I agree.”

“I thought you hated me. You said that you wanted me to finish my work fast so that you could get rid of me. You wouldn’t even eat dinner or breakfast with me.”

“Taylor, I placed you in the room next to mine.”

“So.”

“You saw me naked and I didn’t protest much, did I?”

I grin. “That’s true. That really was an accident though and you know that I’m sorry I saw you like that without getting your consent first.”

“Never forget, you had my consent.”

He runs a hand over my shoulder and kisses my bare skin. “I suspect I’ve been agitated around you because my need for you is so strong and I’ve been in denial.”

Crazy thoughts enter my mind. I envision myself remaining here at the ranch with him. This man as my husband. I’m his wife. I get pregnant and we have children together and raise them here on this ranch. I have children who are half Hyrrokin and therefore have some of his features. And this sounds good to me.

I unbutton my pants and pull them down and kick them off, so he has easy access.

His fingers are soon delving between my thighs and I can hear the sound of my moisture. “You are so wet,” he groans.

“It’s because of you.”

And then he’s rubbing my clit and he’s so good at it I’m already almost over the edge.

“It’s obvious you understand the importance of my clit,” I pant.

“We call it a nub, but it is the same in both of our species. And yes, I understand the importance.”

And then I’m holding onto his horns as the orgasm slams through me. I barely have time to recover when he lifts my legs and puts his hips between my thighs.

He pushes some of his girth inside of me.

I cry out because it feels amazing.

His lips cover mine and he continues to slide inside of me, back and forth getting more of it in, little by little until he’s finally fully seated.

The second orgasm lurks in the distance is the largest feeling I’ve ever felt.

And then, because Sten really does understand the importance of my clit, he reaches a hand in between our bodies and finds that spot again. Now he’s strumming my clit as he’s fucking me hard and I think I’m going to die from the pleasure.

For the first time in my life, I scream as the second orgasm hits because it’s that intense. I clamp down on him and it rushes through my stomach and all the way to the tips of my toes.

In the dim light I watch in wonder as he stills above me and throws his head back to let out a thunderous roar. I can feel the heat of his seed as he jets his release inside of me again and again. Sten falls on top of me but pushes to my side, gathering me in his sweaty arms.

I lie still, letting my heart calm down and loving the feel of his body all around me, so very close. “I hope no one is out there because we were both a bit loud.”

He laughs and kisses the top of my head. “I hope they are out there and did hear us and know you are mine.”

I wake up and look around. Sten is sleeping well, and he obviously feels one thousand times better. The monitor on his leg brace is complete and was removed late last night. We're both warm and snuggly.

My clothes are back on which we both paused to accomplish after our second round of hot sex because we only have the blanket beneath us. I’ve slept in his arms again which was good for us, because it is a tiny bit chilly now at the crack of dawn.

I reach over to check the tracker again, needing to know the time and outside weather.

“Good morning,” Sten comments with a raspy voice. “Turn off the lights to conserve energy. We need to save it for an emergency.”

The first light already died and I had to switch to the second light. We have it on low but completely off is indeed better. I bite my lip and nod, because he’s right. I turn it off. It’s pitch black and suddenly I’m scared all over again.

He puts his arms around me. “There’s nothing in here with us.”

“Are you sure?”

“My sense of smell is much higher than a human’s. I would scent any animals that have made their den in here. And now, because of the rockslide, we are even more cut off from the rest of the cave system.”

“What about bugs?”

“There might be bugs,” he agrees.

“We're almost out of food and light and power,” I admit. “I was hoping that my assistant back on Gravian, whose sole job is to check in on me, will have realized long ago that I'm not responding. And then he should do what he is supposed to do, which is track down the local authorities near where I'm posted and give them my tracker location so that they can find me. That is what should have happened in a perfect world with everyone doing their jobs.” And then I scream because I feel a tickle. “There’s a huge purple bug crawling on my leg.”

He chuckles and knocks it away for me. “It’s harmless.”

“Sten…”

“Let me turn on the light and I’ll have a look around.” Soon he’s standing and marching around the perimeter of the area where we’ve been staying, shining the light in every nook and cranny. He finds the large bug and flash flames it because he declares that it’s indeed poisonous.

I’m staring at the large, fire breathing, handsome Hyrrokin with one tattered pant leg who I had sex with last night. In fact, I still smell like sex. Both my nipples are still sore and I feel a warmth between my thighs because I’m still recovering from that huge shaft hitting me in places I never knew existed.

I love his forked tongue and his kisses and the taste of his mouth and…and grabbing his horns and barbed tail was simply next level. And I know for certain I could want that for the rest of my life.

But as I gaze at his profile and remind myself that Sten Sandstone originally wanted nothing to do with me…

My brain kicks into overdrive and I wonder if this is nothing but a one-night stand. A pleasure mating. Did I misunderstand? Did I think we were starting something special last night, as in I’m falling in love with Sten Sandstone and he is with me and we were in fact making love and starting a new relationship that could possibly turn into marriage?

Or did I only have inappropriate sex with my boss?

Heat gathers behind my eyes. I place my palm against my chest. “You don’t have to worry, I'll be gone soon,” I blurt out.

He flashes the light towards me. “Gone? Why would you be gone?”

I look away and then back at him. “What is this to you, Sten? Was last night a one-time thing or did you want a relationship? When we get rescued and get out of here, what do you want to happen between us?”

“I don't ever want you gone,” he says from across the cave, striding back toward me, his tail flicking in the air. “I would never want that. Taylor, I thought you understood what was happening between us. You are my…”

And then there's another rumble and groan in the walls of the cave and rocks start crumbling and rolling.

“Taylor.”

“Oh hells. It’s an aftershock.”

“Watch out,” he yells. Sten comes running for me, and I get up and I’m swaying on my feet. And in the outline of the fading light, I see a random stone, luckily, not that big, hit Sten directly in the head.

I scream and go running to him, but I trip over something then the light goes out.

I open my eyes, and it's completely pitch black.

My head feels a little sore, but not that much. It’s already going away. I put my hand around my head and don't feel any wound or any pain. “Thank gods,” I whisper. But just like last time, there's a warm body next to me in the dark.

My heart's racing. I whimper because I know what happened. Another aftershock. We felt a few small ones over the last diurnal and we’d been worrying that another larger one would return. We were hoping to get rescued before any type of devastating aftershock that could cause us more harm, but no such luck.

I click on the small light that’s still attached to my pants. There’s an enormous rock on the ground directly next to me. A huge rock was coming for me and he must have seen it. He’d told me his hearing was better, his vision, his smell, all his senses are sharper than a human’s, so he was able to react faster. He saw it coming and shoved me out of the way again. Luckily, it landed next to both of us, but I remember seeing him move as if something smaller had hit his head. I'd gotten him healed from what happened yesterday, only for him to have a new injury.

And I can't find my med kit, and I don't even know if I can help him.

I put my hands on his chest, and all over and up his shoulders feeling, because I can't let anything happen to Sten Sandstone. My hands continue up his thick neck. I can feel his jaw, his face, when I get to his top of his head, near his horns, and that's when I feel a wetness. I'm not sure how bad it is, but any type of wound in the head isn't a good thing.

He groans.

I sigh with relief. I don't want him to be in pain again, considering I can't find my med kit or the pain meds, but at least it means he's alive and not in a coma yet.

And that's when I hear a sound.

I turn my head, scared. Is it an animal, a predator, or another bug, that was able to get in here after this landslide? Maybe the back of the cave was opened. Something's coming in here to attack us.

Then I hear it again, and now it sounds like voices. I sit up, “Hello, hi,” I yell in the dark, fighting back tears. “We're here. Help us. You have to help him.”

“Sten,” a deep voice shouts.

Then that's when I see a little bit of light between cracks in the wall of rock at the entrance to the cave, and I cry out with joy. “Sten they’re here, they found us.”

“Are you there?” someone cries out. There is a scramble of falling rocks.

In the emerging light I can see that Sten does have a nasty head wound, but I sigh with relief, because it's not as bad as I was imagining. I get up and stumble over and walk closer to the tiny opening. “I'm here. We're both here. It's me, Taylor Dumas and I’m here with Sten sandstone.”

“Are you hurt?”

“I'm okay but Sten was hurt bad. I was able to heal him earlier with my med kit. But just now during this new aftershock and landslide, he got hit in the head with a rock, and he's alive but passed out and bleeding. I'm not sure how bad it is. He needs help.”

“Okay. Hold on,” the voice says. “My name is Thorn Sandstone, I’m Sten’s older brother. It's going to take a little while longer because there's some large rocks we have to move. We'll get to you as fast as we can. Meanwhile take this.” He hands me a brand new, fresh med kit.

“Thank you. Thank you.” I'm crying now. “I'll help him. I will use this and help him while we wait.”

“Thank you.” And then he hands me water and two meal replacement bars.

I go back and sit next to Sten who has passed out again and take out the med kit. It’s not able to help much this time because head wounds are beyond its parameters. I spray the area and give him another pain shot, and then use the light to see exactly where the cut is on his head, and then apply another wound patch to keep him stable until we can get him to a real med lab.

I hear a huge thud and then there's more light and a large opening. Cheers erupt from outside, and I start to see a lot of Hyrrokin. It looks like there's been a huge team outside working.

I don't even get up. I'm still on the ground right next to Sten, holding his hand. And now there's lots of light. I can see everything as if they've opened the entire cave, and there's so much natural light and rays of handheld lights. I put a hand over my eyes. It's so bright, and then they're all there.

Sten opens his eyes and groans again.

A large male stomps through the rubble and then there's another male. And I'm remembering that he's got two brothers, so I assume that's who these are.

“I’m Thorn and this is Rake. We've been working with everyone all day and night to find you and then get the two of you out.”

One of them glances at me. “Is he…?”

“He's alive.” I reassure them. “I put that patch on his head and just gave him a pain injection. He's been breathing the whole time and he groaned earlier. Thank you for the new med kit, that was a real help.”

Sten groans again and moves slightly, and I see relief on everyone's face. This is how I felt earlier. And then he eyes open his eyes again, and he looks at his brothers. “Thorn?” he reaches out a hand, and his brother bend down on his knees and takes it in return.

A big, watery smile spreads across my face. “Sten.” I need to know that he's okay and I feel he needs to know that I'm still right here beside him.

I lean forward with a hand on his chest and reach out with another hand to touch his cheek.

He glances over at me, rears back and almost winces at the thought of me touching him.

“Sten?”

His dark eyes scan my face. “Who are you?” he hisses with a forked tongue.