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Bite Me

A nubis

I’m an idiot for not figuring this out sooner. The guards always did things to that spot on my back before they sent me on a mission. Whatever is under my skin has to be connected to a remote control. Now that I think about it, I imagine they were removing the old apparatus and inserting the newest upgrade.

My beautiful female is so unlike me. She grew up on a planet where everything was easy. She’s never experienced hardships like we’ve endured these last few days. She must think I’m a monster to ask her to bite me. It’s such a primitive behavior. Perhaps she’ll hate me for this.

“Lie on the bed. On your stomach,” she says. Her voice is harsh and shows no emotion. She’s worked herself into a place where she can do what needs to be done. I admire her for this. And love her even more.

As I follow her directions, I hear her grab a bottle of water. Yes. She’ll want something to wash the blood out of her mouth.

No. I can’t ask her to do this. It’s too brutal. A male should protect his mate, not ask her to sacrifice for him. It should be the other way around.

When I rise to tell her to stop, she says, “You’re not going anywhere, Anubis. We will do what must be done. I want my mate back. I want to talk to you again. We’re a team.”

She gives me a close-lipped smile as she gazes into my eyes. This female is strong, stronger than I would have dreamed back on that space vessel the night of the gala. I might outweigh her by double and be able to bench press her with one arm, but she’s got courage. Not only do I love her. I admire her.

Sadie

Maybe he doesn’t need to talk. It’s as if I can read his thoughts. He was so worried about me he was about to call this off.

Not on his life.

I climb on the bed, straddle his back, and get into position. This is gross, but certainly not the grossest thing I’ve ever done. Come to think of it, it’s not the grossest thing I’ve done today . I’ve relieved myself on camera—gee I hope they didn’t broadcast that. I’ve been in a Pterodactyl’s mouth. Dear God, the smell.

This should be a walk in the park. Well, maybe not a walk in the park. But I can do this.

I find the little bead with my fingertip and pinch it so my teeth can get a grip. I lean down, get into position and try to bite the thing out. It’s not as easy as I thought. It’s a combination of how tough his hide is and my trepidation. Thinking about biting him hard enough to remove that gizmo and doing it are two different things.

Another wave of lust races through me and I lose track of my mission altogether. All I want to do is mount him. I shake my head to regain my senses and force myself to proceed before I lose all higher-level thinking.

I bend closer, take a deep breath, get the little bead into position, and bite hard enough to pierce his skin. With a little manipulation, I coax the thing out and spit it into my hand before I swish, spit, swish, and spit again.

He’s already flipped over and is waiting for me to show him what I retrieved.

I pour a little water over it since it’s covered in blood. Then we inspect it. It’s a silver bead, the size and shape of a TicTac.

“Feel any different?” I ask, even though it’s impossible for anything to work—or quit working—this fast.

He “talks,” but all that comes out are barks.

He shrugs.

“I guess we’ll wait until tomorrow,” I say.

I’m glad we finished the work portion of the day, because another wave of arousal slams into me like a freight train.

My nipples bead to hard points, and my core clenches in desire at the same moment it heats to the temperature of molten lava.

It must be working on Anubis, too, because he growls long and low as his red eyes glow brighter. We both watch in morbid fascination as his cock goes from flaccid to erect in the span of two seconds. It’s like a heat-seeking missile pointing straight at me.

That my head wants to go to sleep means nothing. My body wants my lover. Now.