EPILOGUE
FOUR MONTHS LATER…
Cara’s back arched, her sensitive, heavy breasts pushing against Devix’s chest, a silent scream on her lips as her second orgasm ripped through her.
Devix growled, nipping at the column of her neck, pounding his hips between her spread thighs in a steady, maddening rhythm. But her male was close to the edge. She could sense the pleasure rising between their blood bond, which was fully open. He could feel her pleasure and it was beginning to trigger his own release.
“Yes, baby,” she whispered, tightening her inner muscles, trying to get him there. “You feel so good!”
His pace increased, his breaths coming out in rough, harsh pants, a groan tumbling from his throat.
“Tev, luxiva,” he rasped, pulling back from her throat so he could look down into her eyes. He rolled his hips expertly, hitting all the right places. “Lojik rem.”
‘Lojik rem’ was Rozian. It roughly translated to ‘take me,’ words that she’d always found sexy. Devix knew that too and he used those words to their full advantage, whenever he pleased.
His thrusts became short and he leveraged his weight to his forearms so he could pound into her sex even harder. Cara gasped, feeling every inch of her skin tingle.
Almost there…she thought, biting her lip.
“Tev, tev, tev,” Devix hissed, his eyelids screwing shut, the tendons in his neck bulging as he gave three more powerful thrusts and then began to cum inside her, his hot semen coating her walls. Through their open blood bond, his orgasm felt like her own and she cried out, her abdomen clenching with the pleasure, stars bursting behind her closed eyes.
When she came back down, Devix had his forehead pressed against her own, sharing her breath. Their bodies were slightly damp from the exertion, but Cara didn’t mind. She was planning to wash their furs later anyways.
Happily, she huffed out a tired breath when Devix flopped over onto the other side of their bed so he wouldn’t crush her with his weight. Immediately, he drew her into his arms. Between her thighs, she felt his seed begin to leak from her sex. Nothing had ever felt more natural to her.
“Think we woke him?” she whispered, catching her mate’s eyes before tracing his lips with her fingertip. She couldn’t resist leaning forward to nibble on his full bottom lip.
“Nix,” he rumbled, keeping her there so he could kiss her properly for a moment…or two…or three. “Our offspring would sleep through a begawwi stampede.”
Cara chuckled, thinking that it was probably true. Because one thing that she was learning as a new mother was that when a Luxirian-human baby slept, he slept. And when he was awake…he was awake.
Her heart melted just thinking about him. God, she loved him. At one and half months, Beven had been surprisingly easy to care for. During the later weeks of her pregnancy, when she’d been as big as a house, and worrying about everything, Cara had often confided in Devix—and Cecelia, for that matter—that she feared she’d be an awful mother. She knew next to nothing about babies, had always focused on her career back on Earth, rather than focusing on building a family one day. And it seemed that the bigger her stomach became, the worse her fears were.
But Devix had always consoled her, telling her that he’d never been a sire before and that they would figure out parenthood together.
And they were. They’d been back on Rozun for a month already and it had seemed so easy to make the transition.
Her pregnancy had been relatively easy, especially since she not only had one, but a few individuals to lean on if she needed guidance or support. After Devix’s warrior trial, they’d journeyed to Velraxa with Cecelia and Rixavox, moving into a small home close to their dwelling so they could be near each other. And Cecelia had been right…Velraxa was very, very different from the Golden City. Velraxa had been like a breath of fresh, crisp air after being in a desert for too long. The climate was more agreeable, if a tad too cold, any Luxirians that they encountered didn’t even look at Devix twice, though many of the population of the outpost were warriors, and the slow, easy pace of life there reminded Cara of Rozun.
It had been easy to live there. It had been harder to leave, but after Cara had given birth, to a beautiful baby boy with budding black horns, shimmering skin, and brown, human eyes, they knew that it was time to return to Rozun. They’d stayed for a couple weeks after Beven’s birth, to ensure that Cara’s health remained steady, but then they’d said their goodbyes.
Although…it wasn’t a goodbye. It was a ‘see you later.’ Cara and Devix considered Velraxa a second home and they would always have their dwelling there, just as Rixavox promised before they left. Devix and his brother also spoke almost every day, through a Com line they’d opened up, and the couple was planning to come to Rozun for a week with their newborn baby to visit soon. Plus, she already knew that they would be visiting Luxiria often, staying often, especially considering that Devix’s exile had been released after Pidixa’s tribunal.
The male that had betrayed her mate was now an exile himself. After the tribunal, Pidixa had been stripped of his warrior rank and would not be allowed to return to Luxiria for the rest of his life. Arvalla, his sister, had chosen to leave with him. She’d been loyal to the very end, even choosing to shave her hair along with her brother, and Cara knew that they wouldn’t see either of them again.
It was a relief. That tribunal and its emotional ruling had officially closed that chapter of Devix’s life, allowing a new one to open.
A new chapter for them, with their child, and the many more that would come.
Just then, Cara heard Beven waking in the central hub, making his little sounds. Devix was already working to expand their small home, but until then, their baby was comfy and cozy among his furs and blankets in his living room crib.
With one last kiss, Devix swung his legs over their bed and walked out, completely nude, to retrieve their son. She grinned at the side of his firm, delectable backside, and the scratches she’d accidentally left down his back. That male just did things to her and it was hard to control her reactions around him…
Her heart fluttered a moment later when her mate returned, their baby carefully cradled in his strong arms. Cara pushed up in bed so she could sit with her back to the cushions and she held her arms out.
“There’s my baby boy,” she cooed softly before biting her lip. Sometimes, when she looked at Beven, she just wanted to burst out crying because he was so beautiful, because he made her so happy, made them so happy.
Beven blinked up at her with his brown eyes, so like her own, as Devix gently transferred him into her arms. Her mate climbed back into bed, pulling Cara against his chest so he could hold the both of them. Gently, Cara traced the beginnings of Beven’s horns, which were finally hardening into bone. Up until then, they’d had to be extra careful with him since Devix told her it took time for a Luxirian newborn’s horns to become strong. But finally, they were developing nicely.
Cara kissed his round cheeks as Devix stroked the top of his skull, pride radiating through their blood bond. Devix loved his son with an intensity that matched her own. And every time she saw that love, every time she felt it, all she wanted to do was kiss him and make more babies with him.
Which, eventually, they would get around to.
But until then, Cara would continue working towards her restaurant in her spare time. She’d already created three new recipes, inspired by her favorite foods from Luxiria, and she looked forward to creating even more. One day, she’d get there.
Beven started to fuss, so Cara positioned him at her breast. He was a voracious eater, had already grown so much since he was born. Devix told her that once his teeth came in, he could begin to chew meat, which supposedly, many Luxirian babies could do. It made sense, since all Luxirians seemed to eat was meat and they needed the protein for their strength, but it still baffled the human in Cara.
Immediately, Beven latched onto her nipple and began to feed.
Cara sighed, nestling back into Devix, feeling his warmth and the steady beat of his heart. Devix watched his son suckle at her breast and through their bond, she felt his awe. Cara knew that nothing pleased him more than watching over the both of them.
Cara tilted her head back and her mate caught her lips in a deep kiss. And through their blood bond, she felt everything. Their love, their happiness, their excitement for their future.
She smiled into that kiss as she fed their son.
And sometimes, no words were needed.
THE END