Chapter 19

~ Raec ~

Right back where they started, Raec relaxed his sore body in the refreshing pool. Unable to let his precious queen out of his grasp for even a moment, he was still trying to get his head around the fact that she was carrying his young.

In the rare instances this had happened in Maruvian culture, the queens had been furious and insisted upon removing them as soon as it was viable for them to transfer to an incubator. They considered it beneath them to spawn young like a breeder.

In sharp contrast, his beautiful queen seemed excited at the prospect of carrying his young. The brilliant smile hadn’t left her face since they’d been given the news. Even her sister queens had squealed with delight until he thought his ears would bleed. It had been something to see and caused pride to swell in his chest like nothing he’d ever experienced.

Even now she reclined back into his arms, and he rubbed his soapy hands over her perfectly flat stomach. Knowing her stomach would grow along with his young, he felt a jolt of possessiveness. “You kissed my brother today. You will not do this again.”

Glancing casually over her shoulder, she responded, “What are you talking about, my sweet?”

“I saw you kiss him in the medical unit. I do not like your lips on other drones.”

“This is the best day of our lives. Are you really going to ruin it by getting upset because I gave him a friendly kiss on the forehead?”

“Why did you do this? Do you prefer him over me?”

Sighing heavily, she lolled her head back against his chest. “You know better than that. He allowed me to hold his child so I wouldn’t be so nervous waiting for the healers to finish your exam. It was the first time he allowed me to touch any of his children.”

“This is what makes me think he now has value in your eyes. My brother makes beautiful young. I would respectfully request that you wait to see the young I provide before taking another queen maker to your bed.”

Sitting up in an instant, her expression turned angry. “Have you actually lost your mind? I’m a one-man kind of woman, and I’d never want another man in my bed. I really like your damaged brother in a way, but I don’t think of him a potential mate. Jesus, how could you even think for a moment I would do something like that?”

Raec felt his mood lighten and pure happiness surge through his soul with every angry word flying from his queen’s lips. Staring at her shifting expression, he realized she truly only wanted him. One queen to one drone was an idea that seemed too fantastical to be true. Suddenly, her scow lifted.

“You thought that because your queens always chose more than one breeder, I would as well?”

Nodding as he had seen humans do, he responded quietly, “Our queens always have more than one breeder. Sometimes they get focused on one for a few solars, intent on making a little queen of their own, but they always take more of them as time wears on. I was always terrified that I would catch Kabelda’s eye.”

“Well, you caught my eye instead, and it’s only ever going to be you and me.”

“You say that with such sincerity.”

Tilting her head, she looked appraisingly at him. “How about yourself? There are a lot of unattached queens running around these days. Do you ever think of trading up?”

Shock tore through his system at the mere idea of a drone with more than one queen. “I do not know what that means, but I can assure you that not once have I looked to another queen to find what I have found in you.”

“You stare at human women. Do you realize this?”

“Sometimes, I watch them together because it still amazes me that they do not compete with each other the way our queens do. I do not feel them in my chest the way I do you.”

Leaning back against the tub, she smiled slightly. “That’s a sweet thing to say.”

“You are the only queen I wish to strip bare and bury myself in. None other than you can make me reassess everything I believe in and hold dear. You are the queen I cannot live without. I need you like I need air to breathe or the wind beneath my wings.”

Moving towards him, she allowed him to draw her into his arms once more. “That you have rescued us from our vicious queen and brought us to a beautiful new home world, filled with our kind, makes me believe that dreams can come true. You are slowly making all mine take perfect form. It feels like finally waking from a nightmare.”

“Just so you know, I feel the same way about you. I can’t imagine having anyone but you in my heart, or in my bed. You’re everything I ever needed and wanted, but was too foolish and distracted to dream of. I’m never letting you go.”

“Will you allow me to make the human love to you now?”

“How are you feeling?” Sliding her hand tenderly over his side, he sucked in a sharp breath.

“I don’t think you are quite ready for mating, but I have a better idea.”

“You are mistaken, my queen. There is no better idea that I can imagine.”

Taking him by the hand, she tugged him gently to feet, hitting the switch for drying as they stepped out of the bath. He watched in fascination as she ran her hands over his quickly drying body.

Seeing her pick up a generously sized heart stone, his mind clicked through all the likely scenarios involving her use of it. Even the most tame images that came mind were enough to make his rod push against his flesh, eager to get out and be touched by his delicate queen.

To his mind. human queens were the most erotic creatures imaginable. Maruvian queens were large, demanding, and cared little for drones. Their muscular bodies were gifted with a tough hide to protect them in battle. The human queens were soft, warm and elegant by comparison. Their eagerness to deal pleasure to their partners rather than pain was a never-ending source of fascination for Raec. It was also charming that they were so unaware of their innocent allure.

It occurred to him to wonder something. “Why is it my queen, that you use our heart stones only occasionally?”

Crawling onto their sleeping nest, she smiled over her shoulder. “I have no wish to insult your people by squandering such a precious resource. I think they have great meaning for your people, because you call them heart stones.”

“They are not named to indicate any particular fondness for the stone. They are the byproduct of the cooled molten core of dead planets. They are literally the heart of a planet.”

“I did not know that, sweetness.” He rolled into place at her side and she sat on her knees looking down at him. “There is another reason. I enjoy our lovemaking immensely even without the stones. I see no reason to introduce other variables that might make you feel like I value the pleasure the stones give more than you.”

Feeling the love for her multiplying in his chest and in his head, he murmured, “You did not want to make me feel like I wasn’t enough to satisfy you?”

“Something like that. I’m honestly happy with things just the way they are. I don’t need to use fancy pleasure stones to enjoy my man.”

“We could think of them as an enhancement then. I wish our lovemaking to be the best possible experience for you. I believe we should make use of what the gods have so generously provided for us.”

Leaning over, she ghosted her lips down his chest.

Knowing what she wanted, he brought his hand down and released his rod.

Fluttering kisses down the length of his rod, she followed them with the slow glide of her pleasure stone.

His wings unfurled behind him, in a shocking display of not being able to control himself.

Looking up at him, she purred, “If we use the stones all the time, what will be left to mark our special occasions in life?”

“It will be as you wish, my delightfully seductive queen.”

“I love the way your wings twitch when I pleasure you.”

An indignant trill broke from his throat. “I am a Maruvian warrior. My wings do not twitch.”

Sliding her mouth over him again, she kissed and teased his flesh with the stone, making him wild for more. He felt his wings jerks slightly. Gods of Chaos, she was right.

Fisting his hand in her lovely dark hair, he pulled her back slightly. “No more teasing, my queen. You will suck my rod with great enthusiasm.”

Biting her bottom lip was something his queen often did to keep for laughing. The fact that she was doing it now, provoked his ire.

“Is that a demand or merely a prediction based on our short history of lovemaking?”

His lips twitched as he caught on to what she found humorous. “It is a demand, my queen. Now, suck my glorious rod before I go in search of a more accommodating queen.”

“Not all queens are created equal, my sweet. Do you think another queen could do this?”

Lowering her head she teased him with her tongue and slowly slid him into her mouth. Sucking him until her pretty little cheeks hollowed inwards, he felt her tongue move over him as well. The stone slid back and forth over the space where his rod joined with his body, making his eyes flutter with pure unadulterated pleasure.

His talented and passionate queen never failed to astound him with her dedication to pleasuring him. Today was no exception. The more her warm, wet mouth worked his rod, the more his head filled with images of burying his face into her sweet sex. When he was in danger of losing his control, he pulled her back. Sliding one hand down her delicate arm, he tugged the pleasure stone from her hand.

“My turn, little queen.”

On this day of spawning, all the dominate instincts he’d worked a lifetime to sublimate came crashing forward. She must have seen something of his thoughts in his face, because her eyes got big and her expression turned heated.

Smiling to himself, he reveled in the idea that his queen liked submitting to his mating lust. Something about that called to him as a warrior. “Lay back and make yourself ready for me.”

“But you are not well.”

Raising his wings in a display of dominance his deep voice took on a rumbling quality. His mating scent slowly perfumed the air. “You have had your fun. Now I will have mine. Obey my words or I will tie your hands and take what I want.”

Her chin came up. “You would not dare.”

“I should not have to. If you care for my needs, you will obey.”

“I will not.”

Confusion crept forward in his mind, prompting him to second guess himself. “Why is that?”

Looking to the side, she seemed embarrassed. “You said if I did not comply, you would…” Allowing her words to trail off, he knew just want she was implying. She was offering her drone a night filled with games and fantasy, probably in recognition for his excellent job spawning her young. It was a reward he greedily accepted.

“You wish to be bound and loved by me. So be it, my submissive little queen. Tonight we play my love games.”

Ripping his claws down the bedding he snatched a torn strip and carefully wrapped it around her tiny wrists. “I wish you to hold them above your head.”

His aroused queen immedicably followed his command. A thrill snaked through his body at how easy she submitted to him. “You are a very obedient little queen. You deserve a reward, one that only your breeder can provide.”

Inhaling deeply, her gaze heated. “I like those the best.”

Sliding the stone down her throat, he asked, “Better than kissing my brother?”

Laughing breathlessly, she replied, “Yes, definitely better than anything to do with him.”

Pleased, he smoothed it down her torso, swirling it around each breast, without touching the pale pink bits on top.

“Stop being a tease.”

“It is not yet your turn to make demands, my precious queen.”

Writhing beneath his touch, she tried a new tactic. “Please, my king.”

Throwing one leg over her tiny form, he flared his wings open behind him, knowing she found such displays arousing. “You think to get your way with flattery?”

“I like having you in charge.”

Teasing the two taut points of her breasts, he heard small sounds of pleasure escape from her lips. The sound tore at his resolve to take his time. Lifting each leg, he positioned himself for mating. “Show me what you wish me to touch, my queen.”

Though a delicate pink color rose on her cheeks, she slowly brought her legs up, exposing herself to his gaze. Running a finger over her skin, he commented, “You are pretty here. Do you like it when I put my mouth here?”

“You know that I do, Raec. I love it.”

“Not Raec.”

“My king, I crave your scent, your touch, and the feel of your rod inside me. Nothing gives me more pleasure than you do.”

Hearing her erotic lilting voice inflamed his desire. His queen wanted him and that was enough to keep his world spinning in the right direction. Running the stone through her pink folds, he listened to all the delightful sounds tumbling from her lips. When he could stand it no more, he lifted her to his mouth. Within moments, she was screaming his name.

Laying her back, his chest swelled with pride to see her gasping for breath.

“May I touch you now, my king?”

A slight nod of his head had her reaching for him. Though her hands were still bound, she picked up the stone and smoothed it over his stiff member. Up and down and around his most sensitive spots she went. His eyes popped open when he realized she was trying to wrest control back from him.

Taking the stone from her, he placed it carefully on her mound, and wrapped her legs around his waist. Surging forward, he covered her and filled her at the same time. “I want your soft hand on my antenna.”

Feeling her tenderly stroking one of the most sensitive places on his body as he moved in and out of her soft body lulled him into a lust-induced mating frenzy. No matter how hard or fast he moved, his queen seemed to love it. Suddenly, both of her hands were stroking his antenna as he pounded into her. Without meaning to, he found himself whispering fantastically inappropriate things in her ear.

Trying to get control again, he dragged her bound hands above her head and held her down as he took her more roughly than he intended. Rather than complain, she lifted her legs, offering him easier access to her queenly treasures. Her overt submission fired something deep inside his soul. Shifting slightly, he found a spot that drove her wild beneath him. Being sure to hit it every single time, she came again shouting his name.

With her warm, soft body clamping down on his, he could not hold out any longer. Glad that there were no longer warriors lining the walls to witness their love games, he allowed himself to come with a strangled screech. Now that he knew he could breed her, coming inside her was such a pleasure. It symbolized their equality in a way that made it real for him.

Curling around her, he felt her cuddle closer, as she worked to free herself using one of his claws. Amused, he lay watching her with absolute adoration shining in his eyes. His queen was too beautiful and submissive for words.

When the bonds fell away, she looked up at him curiously. “So you own me and I am not to kiss, touch or even look at other drones?”

He laughed as he vaguely remembered mumbling such nonsense in the heat of passion. “Perhaps expecting you to refrain from looking at them is a bit much to ask, but I stand by the rest of my comments.”

Propping herself up on his chest, she looked at him indulgently. “How about the part where you are going to fuck me into submission?”

“Is that not the correct human word for mating? Your sister uses with my brother, Drale.”

“I don’t want to think about the two of them and what they do in private.”

“We can take turns being in charge. Would that suit you, my love?”

Blinking, she responded quickly. “I love everything about that idea.”

“I think you were made by the gods just for me, my lovely queen.”

“I was just thinking something similar.”

“Do you think we will still be playing love games when we are old and wise?”

Moving to lay her cheek upon his chest, she yawned. “I don’t expect that we will ever get old.”

Feeling the same drowsiness wash over him, Raec fell asleep dreaming of the life he’d never thought to have. The one filled with a loving, sometimes submissive queen and many young to nurture and love. It was a life worth risking everything to protect and he vowed to himself that, come what may, he would allow no harm to come to his newly formed family.