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felt warmth rush around him when he looked at his lovely mate. She was now his everything, she even came before Oison. Never had he thought that would be the case.
The mating mark was barely visible as she lay curled on her side. He viewed his instead. The wolf and the tribal patterns were the color of an Oison pearl. Only the Oison salts were a lighter shade of purple, it was that close to cream. Warmth rolled over his at the thought that his mark was forever a part of her.
Nat slept soundly, should he let her sleep on or awake her with the pleasures that awaited her? She can sleep later, once we pleasure her. His demon was talking more than he ever had before, but Norvir agreed. He began to lick his mate like she was a Popsicle. She writhed, but refused to open her eyes. He didn’t mind. Positioned with his face between her wide open legs, he drew in a deep breath. Precious scents filled him with feelings of love and belonging. Last night replayed in his mind and he could almost taste her sweet blood in his mouth. Right now it was a different taste he had in mind.
His tongue flicked out, getting just a taste of the juice on her nether lips. Mm, the flavor was sweeter than the Earth cherries they’d imported for Lista. The poor female had probably gotten fewer of the dark ripe fruit than anyone in the family.
“You taste so good.” He rumbled, the demon heavy in his voice.
Nat moaned and more juice flowed, tempting him to get another taste and another. He licked her seam before his hands moved into place to spread her open. His tongue speared her channel as he aggressively tongue fucked his mate.
Moving one hand under her ass to tilt her toward him, the other hand slid a finger inside her channel, while his tongue moved over her clit. Vibrating his tongue over her clit, he was driving her crazy. Most demons had mastered that skill and females loved it.
“Oh, my God! Norvir!” She screamed as her honey flooded and smeared all over his face. He tried to lick it all up and got most of it. Now he slid up her sweet body and plunged into her channel without hesitation. “Yes!” Nat screamed as her legs hugged his waist and her ankles hooked.
Chapter 8
Oison
Nat didn’t know what to think and she could admit she was nervous, when they finally arrived on Oison. Well, not exactly on Oison. As a safety measure all incoming and outgoing ships, shuttles, or other forms of transportation docked on the space station. It was similar to Earth protocols but while Earth tried to limit their contact with other life forms, the Mazlans has safety concerns in mind.
Anyone could go to the surface once they ensured they weren’t armed or dangerous. Everyone passed through a scanner and luggage was scanned before loading. Norvir had told her his mother had set up a welcoming party for her and Heloise. She wondered what his family would think of her. Would they like her? Nat already liked them and felt she knew them from all the stories Norvir had told her. In about a year’s time, all but his last brother had been mated and several had a child, his oldest brother had two. Daig had their children in five months and having several close together wasn’t unusual.
She was glad the pregnancy wasn’t as long, but having one baby after another sounded scary. Norvir’s mother had ten boys! That was remarkable. Nat hoped they could start slow and space them out so her career wouldn’t suffer. The female looked down at the planet, it had brown areas that Norvir said were deserts and purple and blue areas where plant life grew. It looked like an exotically colored marble from where she stood. It was a larger planet than Earth, but only by ten percent. The population was scattered and less than two hundred thousand with a large number of those, as much as seventy-five percent, being transplants from other worlds like she herself was. Only ten percent of those were mates or children of mates. Nat felt more comfortable
The mating mark was barely visible as she lay curled on her side. He viewed his instead. The wolf and the tribal patterns were the color of an Oison pearl. Only the Oison salts were a lighter shade of purple, it was that close to cream. Warmth rolled over his at the thought that his mark was forever a part of her.
Nat slept soundly, should he let her sleep on or awake her with the pleasures that awaited her? She can sleep later, once we pleasure her. His demon was talking more than he ever had before, but Norvir agreed. He began to lick his mate like she was a Popsicle. She writhed, but refused to open her eyes. He didn’t mind. Positioned with his face between her wide open legs, he drew in a deep breath. Precious scents filled him with feelings of love and belonging. Last night replayed in his mind and he could almost taste her sweet blood in his mouth. Right now it was a different taste he had in mind.
His tongue flicked out, getting just a taste of the juice on her nether lips. Mm, the flavor was sweeter than the Earth cherries they’d imported for Lista. The poor female had probably gotten fewer of the dark ripe fruit than anyone in the family.
“You taste so good.” He rumbled, the demon heavy in his voice.
Nat moaned and more juice flowed, tempting him to get another taste and another. He licked her seam before his hands moved into place to spread her open. His tongue speared her channel as he aggressively tongue fucked his mate.
Moving one hand under her ass to tilt her toward him, the other hand slid a finger inside her channel, while his tongue moved over her clit. Vibrating his tongue over her clit, he was driving her crazy. Most demons had mastered that skill and females loved it.
“Oh, my God! Norvir!” She screamed as her honey flooded and smeared all over his face. He tried to lick it all up and got most of it. Now he slid up her sweet body and plunged into her channel without hesitation. “Yes!” Nat screamed as her legs hugged his waist and her ankles hooked.
Chapter 8
Oison
Nat didn’t know what to think and she could admit she was nervous, when they finally arrived on Oison. Well, not exactly on Oison. As a safety measure all incoming and outgoing ships, shuttles, or other forms of transportation docked on the space station. It was similar to Earth protocols but while Earth tried to limit their contact with other life forms, the Mazlans has safety concerns in mind.
Anyone could go to the surface once they ensured they weren’t armed or dangerous. Everyone passed through a scanner and luggage was scanned before loading. Norvir had told her his mother had set up a welcoming party for her and Heloise. She wondered what his family would think of her. Would they like her? Nat already liked them and felt she knew them from all the stories Norvir had told her. In about a year’s time, all but his last brother had been mated and several had a child, his oldest brother had two. Daig had their children in five months and having several close together wasn’t unusual.
She was glad the pregnancy wasn’t as long, but having one baby after another sounded scary. Norvir’s mother had ten boys! That was remarkable. Nat hoped they could start slow and space them out so her career wouldn’t suffer. The female looked down at the planet, it had brown areas that Norvir said were deserts and purple and blue areas where plant life grew. It looked like an exotically colored marble from where she stood. It was a larger planet than Earth, but only by ten percent. The population was scattered and less than two hundred thousand with a large number of those, as much as seventy-five percent, being transplants from other worlds like she herself was. Only ten percent of those were mates or children of mates. Nat felt more comfortable
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