Page 42 of Keeping Freya (Warriors of Arracate #3)
F reya
The sight of the nebula never amazes me. I have seen it a dozen times by now, but I still feel the wonder of the first time.
“That is because it is home,” T’Rak tells me through our bond.
“You are my home, big guy.”
He smiles and hugs me closer. He is piloting the ship, and I’m in his lap. D’Var is cradling Lauren on his, and A’Rok is laughing at us.
The third chair, O’Rec’s chair, stayed empty for a while after we came back to the Ring.
We took a break, which was great, because it gave us enough time to bond and made me connect with Lauren, Mara, and the other women.
Something I desperately needed. I grieved for Earth, cried bitter tears over the loss of my family and my friends, and they helped me through it.
I lost everything I had on Earth but gained a whole new family on the Ring.
T’Rak needed some time as well. Though extremely tough, he’s a big old softy on the inside, and losing his brother shifted his world.
When we finally went back out, it was just the four of us for the first missions.
T’Rak decided quickly that a crew should always be three, and they searched for a new addition.
A’Rok is young, but motivated, and he balances between T’Rak’s seriousness and D’Var’s antics.
He is also young enough not to think about settling down, which is good, because things are changing fast enough around here.
I look at Lauren again. She’s stroking her heavily pregnant belly with a serene look. “I can’t wait to come home,” she sighs. “This baby is due any day now, and I need to do some nesting, big time!”
“I bet Kepti has everything done already,” I tease.
She grins. “Probably, that woman is a blessing.”
“You are the blessing,” D’Var says, and we all laugh.
I can’t believe it’s been a year since I was hellbent on returning to Earth.
I thank the stars every day for changing my mind.
There’s not a moment of the past year I would have wanted to miss.
We’ve been to Novarron to check up on the girls.
They’re all really happy there, and have made a home for themselves on Novarron.
I think Brittney found herself an alien lover because her last messages were cryptic.
I make a mental note to ask her to elaborate about that.
So, life has been good.
“Life has been good indeed.”
“Are you listening in on my thoughts, big guy?”
“Only because they are so loud, my love. Just as loud as your screams when you cum around my cock.”
“T’Rak!”
“Just wait until they all leave and we have the ship to ourselves… We could do it in the Medical room.”
That has me laughing out loud, and we get funny looks from the others, but I don’t care. I love our connection, and I will definitely NOT have sex in the med room.
T’Rak docks the ship, and we say goodbye to our crew.
D’Var and Lauren are staying with Kepti for a while.
Our crew is waiting at the Ring until Lauren is fit enough to travel or ready to let D’Var go without us.
T’Rak told me a little bit about their history, so I think we will take this break to make the ship family-friendly.
A’Rok leaves as well, going for the bar and his on-and-off girlfriend.
T’Rak closes the hedge and turns around with a feral smile. “Alone at last,” he says before he grabs me and pulls me against him. He already had me worked up, and lust explodes when he kisses me. He cups my ass and lifts me, making me swing my legs around him.
“Bedroom.” Panting, I send him a mental image of him sitting naked on the side of the bed, and me between his legs, sucking his cock. He groans and rips his mouth from mine.
“You are playing dirty, my treasure.”
I wiggle my eyebrows. “Better hurry then.”
He strides toward our room, and I keep on sending him dirty images. His cock throbs against my core, and I shamelessly grind against him.
He has me naked before my feet touch the ground, and I yank down his pants and push him onto the bed.
His cock is erect and weeping. I lick my lips when I look at all his ridges and shudder when I think about how he feels inside of me.
Slowly, I sink to my knees and take his cock in my mouth. He groans out my name and lets his head fall back. “You take me so well, my Zarra.”
I suck on the head of his cock before working my way down. I can’t fit his entire length in my mouth, so I use my hands for his base. He spurs me on while I continue bobbing my head up and down.
“You feel so good,” he groans. “You have such a perfect mouth for my cock.”
My pussy clenches. “I need your tail, big guy.”
I feel his approval through our bond, and he doesn’t keep me waiting.
The tip of his tail slides through my folds before gliding past my clit.
I hum in frustration, which earns me a groan.
He keeps on circling my clit with his tail, keeping my pussy empty.
I’m beginning to feel desperate and decide it’s time to teach him a lesson.
I take as much of him in my mouth before I send him another vision. This time, it’s from my eyes as I look at our reflection in the glass, the nebula in the background, while he is pounding into me from behind. He muffles a curse and pulls me off his dick.
“Female, you are going to be the death of me,” he growls before he claims my lips in a quick kiss and changes our position to my image.
Grinning, I wiggle my ass. “As long as you put your dick inside me, I don’t really care right now.”
We look at each other through the glass, and he lifts one corner of his lips in a smirk. “That can be arranged.” In one smooth motion, he thrusts inside of me, keeping me anchored with his tail.
“Look at you taking me so perfectly,” he murmurs while caressing my back. I’m too worked up for slow, pushing back against him, clenching my inner muscles. T’Rak groans and starts pounding into me, just like I wanted.
His ridges hit every place inside my body, and it doesn’t take long until I am right on the edge.
I feel his pleasure through the bond, and he slows down on purpose.
I’m not having it though, and I sink to my shoulders and wiggle my arm under me.
Sweet relief starts flooding through me once my fingers find my slippery clit and I am cumming.
T’Rak cries out, then joins me, rutting his cum inside of me.
When both our orgasms die down, he rolls to his back and pulls me into his arms, kissing me gently.
“Welcome home, my love,” he says, and I smile at him. It is good to be home.