Page 13 of Bred By Zyros (The Solar Breeding Agency #2)

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Zyros

The scent of my mate pulls me from my sleep outside her chamber. It has been many nights since I have slept in my own. The incessant need to be close to her, to ensure she’s safe if she cannot yet be wrapped in my coils, is too demanding.

Her need is heavy in the air, making my cock extrude, the thick knot pulsing with want.

With the need to be forced into her tiny opening.

A quiet hiss leaves my throat, turning more into a groan by the end.

It isn’t with any conscious mind that I decide to rise and slip into her chamber.

It’s as if something else pulls me, something that refuses to be ignored.

Why would I want to, when she smells so sweet? So ready for me.

She whimpers in her sleep, the blankets thrown off her, leaving her supple body bare to the room. To me . Perhaps it is wrong to view her as she is now while she sleeps, but I would sooner pluck my scales than look away, not even sparing a moment to blink.

How had I once thought her unappealing to any degree?

My mate is a goddess.

I am a male, blessed and cursed.

A male, undeserving perhaps, but a selfish, bad male who will take her either way.

The dim light from the syrrathis glowvine basks her pale skin in shades of light blue.

Her stomach, for once unhidden behind her arms and clothing, pulls my attention next, my cock ready to spew as I remember the way it was so soft, so pliant under my rutting yesterday.

I had behaved in a way that would strike any Vrircik female with horror, but my mate didn’t cringe, threaten, or scold me.

No, she gave me her sweet arousal; she let me pleasure her, then dozed in my arms as I pulled us around the cave deposit.

She showed me a happiness I hadn’t thought possible.

The vines above pulse as if to voice their pleasure with her sleeping in their glow.

Syrrathis glowvine is far more than a source of light.

It is a network for the goddesses. Like a spiritual roadway, and soon enough, I will tangle her in it as I demand their blessing.

I know she will receive it. My mate is as beautiful inside her heart as she is in her physical form.

Her soul is no doubt made of colors so rich they would blind if they graced her skin as scales.

It is what our colorings are, representations of what’s in our souls. My mate simply hides hers within.

Soon enough, the pull is too much to bear. I could watch her for hours, but not while we have a long day ahead and not with her need cloying my thoughts. She doesn’t wake until I am over her, the tip of my tail dancing across her inner thighs, gathering her arousal.

Her little gasp is music to my ears as her crystal eyes find mine, round and sleepy.

She shifts under me, pushing my tail away as she squeezes her thighs together.

I had been perplexed by her human sex for only a matter of domtics before I thought to cram my tongue into it.

She watches, her palm-sized, soft mounds heaving as I bring the tip to my mouth, letting my tongue snake out to taste her arousal.

“Zyros, breed me,” she whimpers.

Those words are nearly my undoing, but not yet, not without the blessing. I want—

I will do this right, but so much of it will be wrong.

“Hush, my female, your cunt will take my cock soon enough.” My lower arms force her thighs apart, making way for the tip of my tail. “You need to be filled, yes?”

She nods, her bottom lip trapped between her teeth.

I frown at the abused flesh, deciding no one is better suited to inflict on her than me, so I take it from her.

The moan that leaves her as I capture her plush bottom lip in my teeth, careful of my fangs, makes me jerk my hips forward, rutting into her soft stomach.

My tail presses into her seam, searching for the hot, wet entrance from yesterday. Her eyes snap wide when I find it.

My tongue wants to taste her, and her sweet mouth seems as good a place as any to start.

She explodes in a harmony of sensation and flavor, all my favorite things melded into one precious female.

I groan as my tongue explores her deeper, making her body convulse and gag.

I pull back, watching my mate, but she only tries to wiggle closer.

My tail eases in and out of her hot center as I jerk and fuck into her stomach.

When my greedy female finally releases my tongue, I bring it down to explore her breasts, the odd deep pink nubs that rest on top.

She writhes as I capture one, lapping at it as I press my tail deeper into her, meeting the choking resistance that would feel soul-imploding on my cock before her perfect little body accepts me.

Soon enough, she screams her release. It is only then that I decide I will taste her down there as well.

That she will spend the morning screaming before we must embark.

Melody

My body is boneless, blissfully so when Zyros’ raspy, deep voice interrupts my dozing. “Come, Sssaryth, we must depart soon.”

I try and fail to wrench my eyes open, every inch of my body sated and tingling, my core pounding with a deep ache that can only be provided by being well and truly fucked. “Hmm, to the water?”

“No,” he responds, and I grumble as I’m lifted into his arms.

It’s then that the world comes back to me, reality slamming home like a punch to the gut. We can’t do this.

Can’t get attached.

I…I can’t behave like this.

My eyes slam open as he moves us into the pool, slipping me underneath the steaming purple-tinged water as it laps and surrounds my skin like a heated blanket.

It would be so easy to get used to this.

To pretend this doesn’t have to end. There’s a reason I have rules, strict guidelines that I adhere to every time I’m paired and bred.

No holding.

No kissing.

No cuddling.

No sleeping together. Well, like actual sleeping.

No…pretty much everything we’ve been doing.

It’s a dangerous road, a slippery divine slope into my heart is positively screwed territory.

My chest wrenches at that when I give him a small smile, pulling myself from his arms and swimming toward the far side, where my cleaning tablets and soaps sit on the edge.

He hisses, his tail slapping under the water with agitation, making a wave splash outside the pool.

I’d gotten it so wrong my first time as a breeder.

Zephyrion still makes my chest pulse with an odd, joyous kind of pain.

It was the only time I extended my contract to nurse the baby.

Fell asleep with them in my arms. Changed and dressed them and came when they cried.

I thought surely I would die as I boarded the shuttle that final day, that my heart had been wrenched from me and left planetside.

I could’ve sworn I’d never recover. If I’m honest, I nearly didn’t.

The Vespera people are known for their lack of gender, their bodies changing as it suits them.

Most times, they stay nothing at all until the parts are needed for pleasure or reproduction.

Zephyrion’s parent had wanted me to stay, to live on their planet with them.

I’d acclimated incredibly well, and still the blooming, vibrant trees and odd multicolored skies appear in my dreams, but I had to go.

At least that’s what I told myself when my dad force-dropped a page behind my eyes, forbidding me from extending my contract again.

He’d seen all they had to offer. He needed me home.

Sometimes, more often than not, I wondered what life would look like if I had stayed.

There was no love between Zephyrion’s parent and me, just the deep connection of what we’d made together, a bond and mutual adoration I’d never felt since.

Still, that was nothing like this.

Not even close.

My heart lets out a withering pang, knowing that when this ends, there will be nothing left of it to give. I have never… wanted as badly as I do now. To give this harsh male a baby, to watch him melt watching their tiny hands reach for him and their wiggling tail wrap around his wrist—

“Sssaryth…why are you crying?” he asks, the concern only furthering the brand-new baby crack budding in my chest.

I chuckle, brushing it off and grabbing my hair tablets. I don’t look at him, don’t even answer until I’ve breathed deeply and worked it into a lather, mussing my curls. “Just got in my own head for a minute. Where are we going today?”

I gasp as his tail hooks around my ankle, quickly holding my breath as he pulls me to him, making my head bob underwater for a second.

When I surface, his arms wrap around me, cool emerald and teal scales that seem to shine even brighter when they’re wet.

“Tell me what has made you sad so that I might eliminate it.”

Emotion erupts in my chest, a sob working up my throat, wondering how a being that looks as lethal as him can be so unintentionally sweet all the time. He’s rude, mean, abrasive, and domineering, and I— “Let go of me,” I order him.

He rears back as if I’ve slapped him, and it feels like I did.

The possessive display yesterday, the holding and lurking, and obsessive watching, his tail hooking, coiling, and tugging like a leash…

all of it…I’ve adored all of it. But adoring him isn’t going to do anything good for either of us.

I don’t want to be like mom; I don’t want my own instability to inflict .

I breathe deeply, trying to move away from him, but his lower arms vice around my waist like a restraint, his upper hands forcing my face to his.

His brow furrows at the sight of my tears welling again in my eyes.

I’m naked, hot, emotional, and straddling him, wrapped around him, and I don’t want to move. God, I don’t want to move an inch. “Female, explain.” He’s eerily still, barely breathing.

I sniffle.

I’m stupid, a big stupid baby that can’t manage to ever keep her shit together. And now more people I care about are suffering for it.

My cheeks flush, and my eyes are so full of tears I don’t dare blink.

“You’re just touching me too much, do that less.

I’m here to give you a baby on behalf of The Solar Breeding Agency.

This isn’t meant to be for pleasure or companionship.

We need boundaries. This is mine. Now let me go,” I rush out, each word feeling like a venomous lie on my tongue.

I can see it in his slitted eyes, the moment the concern and confusion turn to anger.

He hisses, baring his fangs as his touch turns to a prick, his claws podding my flesh, but only just so.

My heart jolts, thundering at the sudden change.

“I would sooner drag us both to the depths.” I gasp as I’m pushed away, but not roughly, more like him releasing me all at once before his giant, lithe form surges from the water, leaving me in a pool of waves.

“Get dressed, human female . I am leaving before the sun hits high, and you will come, even if I have to drag you by my tail, writhing and screaming.”

I want to cry, to scream and thrash, but I’m too shocked to do any of those things, so I just swim in place, my wide, shocked eyes on the space he occupied before heading toward the outside of the cave.

A little nudge on my foot makes me jump, my eyes slamming down to find five little guys swimming around deep in the spring.

I sniffle again, frowning at them. “How did you guys get in here?”

They twirl lower, toward the darker parts I can barely see.

A path maybe, I guess.

Zyros will be thrilled.

The Thryss continue their little display before hesitantly surfacing, one of them hopping and chittering up to the edge before hacking up an oddly large red crystal.

His buddies, as usual, are very put off by the action.

I leave them to their… whatever it is that they do while I rinse my hair and try to settle my thoughts, aching chest, and wobbling lip.