Chapter 12
The days flitted by and usually consisted of everyone fussing about her. Soren was like a constant shadow, not allowing her to lift anything or go anywhere alone. He woke her every morning with a glass of water and a seetkut fruit and waited until she ate the whole thing. That part of her day wasn’t so bad, since the fruit was tasty. Its yellow skin, that was once green, was tight and smooth. When she bit into the palm sized fruit, it gave a satisfying crunch. The flesh was crisp and sweet, reminding her of the golden sap merchants collected from the small, black fexlo trees in the dense forests of the territory. The inside of the seetkut was dark peach, and she even joked she hoped she didn’t turn orange like the Sanruki’s by eating the fruit. Soren didn’t find that funny.
News of her pregnancy spread quickly, thanks to her mother and Dr. Trex. Some people were appalled, some were curious and some were just happy another life would be brought into the universe, as was expected. The territory hadn’t really warmed up to Soren yet, especially since that drama with Quinton had reached every residence globally. Soren was strange, scary, and alien, even in a universe of various species. Curra was a territory that was far enough from the capital, it didn’t really get too many visitors or residents of a different species.
Lucia had researched what she could about Melierun. You could find facts about their planet, their species, their reproduction and even their government, but there were still important facts missing. There was no information on their deity if they had one and very little was public knowledge about their customs and traditions. They were technologically advanced, more so than quite a few planets, including Dor Nye.
When her parents had questioned Lucia about Soren’s family, she could honestly answer that she had no idea and neither did he. To her surprise, Nova had teared up at the realization Soren had no clue who he was back on his planet. She’d left the room in a huff of fabric.
Which brought Lucia to her next order of business; getting Soren’s memories back. She hadn’t told anyone yet, but the night she was in the hospital, she’d spoken to Dr. Trex alone and told him about Soren’s memory wipe. He was very familiar with the process, since one of his colleagues’ researched mind wiping extensively. There was very little experimentation on memory retrieval and it was a dangerous procedure. They risked the chance of damaging the brain permanently or erasing what little memory the patient had acquired since the last wipe. Even the positive results didn’t include full retrieval, only a percentage. The news had given Lucia small hope, but some was better than none at all. She’d asked Dr. Trex to keep what she’d asked to himself.
The more Lucia wondered about Soren and who he really was, the more irritable she got and by the time a week had passed since her day in the hospital, she was ready to blow.
“Soren, we need to talk about the real you,” Lucia began, standing in the middle of the den. They were alone. He looked up from the book he was reading and his brow furrowed. He’d been devouring every book within the house pertaining to Dor Nye laws, and the Assembly, and traditions and customs of the various territories and their residents. Soren was soaking up everything about her world that he could.
“I am the real me,” he said with a hint of mockery, which made Lucia snarl in frustration.
“I liked you better before you understood sarcasm,” she huffed and then began to pace. The weather had been stifling and just pacing was making her sweat. She swiped a hand over her temple to brush away some of the liquid. Lu had been wearing as little as she could get away with and today was no different. She wore a teyo top, which was similar to a scarf sewn together at the ends. It wrapped around her back, up over one breast, around her neck and down around the other breast. It made something of a figure eight about her body. A thin skirt hung to her hips, held up by a sash, and flew about her ankles with every step. “There’s a procedure that could bring back your memories. I spoke-”
“No,” Soren said with finality and then went back to reading his book. Lucia wasn’t deterred.
“I spoke to Dr. Trex,” she continued and began her pacing once more. “He said it could be done, there’s just a lot of risk involved.”
“I said no, Loo-Sha.”
Lucia tossed her hands in the air and huffed with frustration. “And why not Soren? What if you have a mate or younglings of your own-”
“I said no,” he growled and stood, tucking the book under his arm. If she had any good sense, she may have been intimidated by his size alone, but she knew he wouldn’t harm her.
“I asked why,” Lucia snarled back, fisting her hands at her sides.
“Because I said no.”
“That isn’t a reason!” Lu hollered.
“Yes, it is!” Soren hollered back.
“I do not accept that reason,” she countered.
“You do not have to.”
Lucia shrieked, taking an ounce of pleasure in seeing him wince. “You stubborn, hulking baboon!” she yelled, tossing her hands in the air and pacing faster. “It’s unfair that you won’t even consider it when you could have a family out there who’s searching for you or a mate that cries for you or younglings that want their father to come home!”
“I am not a baboon!” he thundered.
“That’s all you heard in everything I said!”
“It is not, it is simply the only thing I chose to acknowledge.”
“UGHHH!” she screeched and kicked a small pillow that had fallen to the floor. “Why can’t you understand I wouldn’t feel right bringing our youngling into the world not knowing if we’re keeping you from another family you may already have?”
“Maybe you should have considered that before you consumed the seetpa drink,” Soren threw, his tone dripping with derision. Lucia stopped, her mouth falling open in shock. A strained sound died in her throat and her lips bobbed for a stretch of seconds.
“Oh no you didn’t!” she shrilled, pointing a finger at his face. “I just asked you to fuck me, not lay a goddamned egg, you beast!”
“It stopped you from mewling and rubbing along the carpet with your ass in the air, did it not?” Soren was now grinning with sick delight that he’d gotten under her skin.
“Oh my gods!” Lucia roared, fuming from the ears. Her already hot face flushed with anger and embarrassment. “How dare you! You know I had no idea what that drink-”
Lucia was cut off by someone clearing their throat.
“When you two are finished,” Grams said from the archway. “Our guests are waiting for you. Oh and, your voices are carrying, in case you two would like to yell some more. Quietly.” Grams winked and disappeared.
****
Third meal was an awkward affair and Lucia was sweating through the entire thing, even with her sweet Grams fanning her. They were in the gathering room, seated on pillows and rugs around a very large low laying table. A few servants milled about, keeping Lucia’s cold water glass filled to the brim. She was sure her insides were melting and she’d soon be a puddle of goop on the floor. She dragged the back of her hand along her forehead to keep the sweat from getting into her eyes.
If she hadn’t been so embarrassed that her family and their guests had heard her and Soren’s argument, she would have been much more talkative. As it was, she was sure the story of her youngling’s conception would circuit its way along the gossips of the territory, especially since one guest in particular was aunt to the reporter who had interviewed Quinton.
The conversation rose and fell in volume and they talked about everything from the Assembly to the upcoming trip to the capital and of course, the weather. When the conversation steered toward partnership and Quinton came up, Lucia stifled a groan. She took another long swallow of her water.
“Oh yes,” one of the flighty females delighted as she popped a nutty piece of cheese into her mouth. “He’s announced his intentions to partner with Penna from the Wasden residence.”
Before Lucia could stop herself she snorted, clamped a hand over her mouth, apologized and then snorted again. She couldn’t seem to control herself as her shoulders shook with mirth while she tried to smother her laughter. Penna was beautiful and came from a great residence, but everyone knew she had shit for brains and couldn’t carry on a mildly intelligent conversation with a youngling. Of course Quinton would partner with her. He could control her so easily.
Lucia gave up trying to control herself as her mother chided and sagged onto her space of the table, just cackling and howling at the hilarity of it. The hilarity only she seemed to see, since everyone else just looked at her like she’d finally cracked.
“I’m sorry-” she wheezed and held her shaking chest, tears wetting the corner of her eyes. “That was r-” she snorted, bringing on a fresh new peel of laughter as she slapped the tabletop repeatedly. “That was rude of me,” she coughed and giggled again. Lucia sighed and made sure she was done laughing before she tried to speak again. “Ahem,” she cleared her throat. “What’s for dessert?”
****
The group moved to the den to have dessert, since it was much cooler in there with the evening breeze flitting through the many windows. Soren had taken over for Grams and was now fanning a soggy Lucia. Her skirt was scrunched up around her thighs as she lay on the cool floor with her head on a pillow in the middle of the room where she’d been pacing earlier. She moaned, lifting her head to drink from her glass. “This heat is going to kill me.”
“Don’t be dramatic,” Frellie said, lying down next to her but far enough away that her extra body heat wouldn’t boil Lucia.
“When is Rafe going to be finished updating the cooling system? This is cruel and unusual punishment,” Lucia whined, signalling for Soren to fan faster.
“It will be soon,” Soren said, amused. He wasn’t sweating at all and Lucia wondered if he even had that capability. “Patience, Loo-Sha.”
“Don’t tell me to be patient,” Lu gulped more water. “It’s been two weeks. I’m growing a mini you and it’s burning me up from the inside.” That was partly true. No one else was sweating the buckets she was.
Her hand strayed to the growing bump of her belly. It still spooked her slightly to see how much it had grown in just one week since she’d noticed the pouch in the mirror. Dr. Trex told her that was natural as far as natural could go in a very strange pregnancy. Lu worried if the infant would be too big for her body, since Soren was so huge. How big were Melier infants? There wasn’t much on Melier birth, only that the women had the ability to carry multiple eggs at a time. Were they live births or did they hatch the eggs? So many unanswered questions had plagued Lu’s mind all week.
She couldn’t help but grin when Soren laid one of his hands on the swell of her stomach as well. He was so curious about the way her body was changing, as he’d never seen a pregnancy of any kind that he could remember.
“So what’s seetpa?” Frellie asked loud enough to be overheard.
Soren’s fan stilled for a moment before he resumed. His lips split as he debated answering the question. Lucia gave him a warning glare, which only seemed to spur him on. His comfortability around her family was turning him into an open book.
“A drink made from the seetkut vines,” Soren explained.
“Soren,” Lu warned.
“It had some adverse effects on Loo-Sha,” he snorted, all but evilly cackling. “She was trying to claw her way out of my arms to join the orgy.”
“Soren!” she shrieked and drowned her grumbling by drinking the rest of her water. Grams ‘oooh’d’ at the mention of an orgy. She was learning her Grams was a bit of a freak. “Some things are better left unsaid.”
“No they’re not,” Frellie sat up, wanting to hear more. Her father sighed, as he’d already learned and seen more about his daughter’s sex life than he wanted. It was a good thing Zan had already been put to bed.
The mention of the orgy and the rushes of air tickling over her skin made her nipples bud against the fabric of the teyo and a familiar tightening of her abdomen had her snapping her toes. Soren’s nostrils flared subtly and Lucia just knew what he was thinking. His pupils began to dilate and Lu began to sit up to scoot away from him, but he was faster.
Lucia yipped in surprise as Soren was on his feet and scooping her to his chest in the blink of an eye. “Soren, wha- what-,” she kicked her legs and he curled his arm tighter around them as he stalked from the den.
“If you hear screaming, just ignore it,” Grams said to their nervous guests.
“Mother please,” Angus sighed.
Grams cackled.
****
“Soren, put me down,” Lucia tried to struggle in his iron grip. “I’m still not happy with you!”
“Hush,” he all but growled as he kicked the door to her wing shut behind him. He brushed aside the curtains to her bedroom and deposited her on the bed before he quickly discarded his clothing. Lucia scrambled to the other side only to be grabbed around the ankle and dragged back toward him. “Settle,” he rumbled over her.
“Soren, this is not how you get a woman into bed,” she snorted and tried to ignore the arousal blooming in her belly. His fingers untied the sash around her hips and tossed it haphazardly off the bed, her skirt following closely behind. His tail came around the side of him and gently stroked the inside of her thigh as he spread her on the bed before him while he stood on the floor. The new sensation of fur against her damp skin made her shiver and the arousal she was trying to ignore came bursting forth, pushing Soren’s sense of smell into overdrive.
Lucia’s abdomen curled in on itself when Soren sniffed his way down her body, brushing his nose and lips across the damp skin. Her sweat and arousal was strong, even filling her own lungs with the heady scent of it. Her fingers found his head, running over his skull and lifting her head to watch as his face got closer to her pussy.
“Soren,” she pleaded when his fingers parted her lips and his thumb flicked her clit. When Lucia felt his bumpy, textured tongue swipe up her slit, she nearly died. Her body jerked, shivered and came alive. The muscles in her calves tightened and her hands twisted in the sheets as she arched her back. Her thighs parted further, inviting him in and begging for more. His contented growl of delight as he continued tasting her, delving his long, thick tongue in and out of her channel, devouring every drop of juice she had to give. Every time he withdrew his tongue, he’d lick up to her clit and dive back in. Before long, Lucia was pleading and babbling mindlessly and just as she was tripping closer to that orgasm she was panting for, Soren stood.
A snarl of frustration died on her lips as she watched him wedge his cock between her pussy lips. His large hands grasped the soft crease of the back of her knees, spreading her and pushing them closer to the sides of her chest. She was completely splayed for him and straining with impatience.
“Tell me, Loo-Sha,” he ground out.
“What?” Lucia panted and tried to think through the lust haze.
“Tell me what you want.”
Lucia’s sound of annoyance had Soren rumbling with amusement. His hips wedged forward, letting the tip of his cock tease her. “Say it,” he commanded.
“Fuck me,” she huffed.
“I did not hear you.”
“Fuck me dammit!” Lucia yelled.
And then he slowly thrust into her. The cries of relief at being fully stuffed turned into another plead as she urged him to fuck her. Soren obliged and worked his hips slowly in and out of her sopping slit. Every time their hips met, he put a little more oomph into his thrust, shooting her teetering orgasm a notch higher, the jolt making her breasts jump softly each time. When his tail came around to flick repeatedly at her pinched nipples through the thin fabric of her teyo, Lucia arched and began convulsing as every nerve sparked alive and short circuited her brain.
Lucia cried Soren’s name over and over until her lungs gave out and she babbled with noises and grunts, her vocal cords having a mind of their own. Sweat dripped from her body while she fought to catch her breath and pant around the thrusting of his hard and throbbing cock still fucking her cunt. Lucia’s eyelids drooped and she panted with pleasure as she watched Soren watching her while he buried himself once more before pulling out and grasping the base of his cock. The tip bobbed as it jumped and twitched and then spurted. Jet after jet of searing green ejaculate arced over her body as he marked her with his scent. The raw, animalistic act had her moaning along with him.
****
Lucia dozed as she lay sprawled against the pillows on her bed after Soren had cleaned her up. He lay beside her, continuing with his fanning to keep her cool. Her limbs felt like rubber and she was pleasantly relaxed as she nearly purred with contentment. If Soren was good at nothing else, he could at least give her amazing orgasms. Lucia lazily huffed with laughter and tilted her face toward the fan.
“Soren?”
“Loo-Sha?”
“Do your claws really grow? I never see you retract them.” She looked at one of his hands then and noticed they all needed filing or something.
“Yes, I am able to grow them at will,” he responded and held up a finger. She watched as the shortened claw lengthened and sharpened on its own. An eerie shiver skirted her spine and then she watched him bite it off and toss it into the receptacle across the room, hitting the target perfectly.
“How is that possible?”
Soren shrugged, examining his fingers. “I am not sure, it is just how my body has always worked. I imagine it is the same way humans grow fingernails, just accelerated.” Lucia eyed him suspiciously, but figured he would tell her if he actually did know. Instead, she moved on to what was really on her mind.
“Will you please consider undergoing the memory retrieval procedure?” Lu’s eyes were pleading. She didn’t know how else to ask him or make him understand she needed to know, even if he wished to remain in the dark. Lu felt slightly selfish about the whole thing, but she was positive if Soren had a mate or a family out there somewhere, they’d want him to remember.
Soren sighed.
“Please?” Lucia said softly, reaching out a hand to touch his chest. “Just think about it.”
Soren watched her for a few more moments and then grudgingly nodded his head once. Lu leaned over and pressed her lips against his in a soft kiss. When she pulled back, his pupils had fully dilated and he was looking at her lips like he wanted her to do that again, so Lucia did. Soren groaned and wrapped his arms around her to pull her onto his chest.
Lucia twittered and kept kissing his firm, warm lips until they were both a little lightheaded. She sat upright, removing her teyo so she was fully naked. Her hands reached behind her as she lifted herself and placed Soren’s hardened cock at her entrance. Slowly she sank down and they both sighed with pleasure. Placing her hands on his stomach, she continued to ride Soren leisurely. Lu wanted to take her time, enjoy every spark she felt, every touch of Soren’s hands along her body. He explored her as she took them both to the brink and when an orgasm slipped over her body, she rolled her head back on her shoulders and let it take her.