Alien Fae Mate (6 page)

R
ain worked
near many groins while I sat at her new desk in her new office and observed everyone and their fucking fathers, in case any of those horny fuckers got suicidal and started flirting. Groin. I liked that word because it sounded much better than thinking my girl worked near cocks. I even let her eat lunch, get some energy into her. She’d need it. I’d taken her, and the wraiths hadn’t come. Now I couldn’t get enough. I could have her without turning her into a fae female. I’d never let the wraiths touch her, and once I explained why I couldn’t mate her, she’d understand.

At the end of her day, even though I knew her feet hurt from the stupid heels she felt she had to wear for me, and even though I knew she was tired, I took her back to my quarters. I almost felt sorry for her sore little ass. Almost. I tied her up and bounced her on top of my cock. Her long blonde hair—I knew it wasn’t hers—fell over her pretty tits, and her body looked beautiful crisscrossed with rope over and under her tits. I tied her hands too, so she couldn’t move. I pressed my heels against the bed and lifted my hips, then paused and left her there, impaled.

“Oooo,” she uttered and ground her clit onto me.

I helped her, moving her back and forth, and when I felt her walls flutter and her breath pick up, I sat up so I could catch her breath with my mouth. One hand on her hip, the other on the back of her neck, I held her close and didn’t move. She wiggled and whined, protesting I’d stopped her high. She was about to come. “Shhhh,” I told her, and my voice echoed in the dark room. Inside her, I twitched my cock.

“Mmmm,” she said.

“You feel that?”

She rested her cheek on my shoulder. “Mmmm.”

“That’s good, baby, feel it.” I sent a bolt of
snaga
to the tip of my cock. It zapped her.

She shuddered. “Again,” she said.

I sent her another one, then I pelted her with quick shocks. Her walls around my cock shook. I knew it felt like a giant vibrator, and I knew she liked it when she moaned into my neck. I didn’t move, and she didn’t either. If I could, I’d wrap her up inside me just like this. Rain was all soft and trusting that I’d take care of her. I worked my
snaga
over her clit next, teased it as if I stroked the little bud with my tongue. Then I moved to her nipples and zapped those perky things, a bit harder than on her clit.

She yelped, and I kissed her, catching her tongue between my teeth. My hand found its way to her ass, and I lay back down and took her with me. I bounced her again. I couldn’t help it. Her red ass called my palm, and I slapped it while fucking her. She bit my neck so her scream wouldn’t wake up the entire ship. Not that I cared if she woke up her entire planet Earth.

When she stilled, all limp and well used, I tried to move her. I couldn’t. She clamped her knees around me and lifted her head to whisper, “You don’t have to come outside. I want everything from you.”

I scrubbed my face with my hand, my cock ready to explode. I should deny my mate, but I couldn’t. I pumped her again and ground my teeth.

Death
snaga
stirred.

“I hear…I hear you,” she said. Rain tilted her head, and I knew she’d heard my mating call. She’d heard the wraiths call her in my voice. It wasn’t termed a mating call for no reason, and my mate, who I couldn’t mate, heard hers. Immediately, I threw her to the side and gripped my cock. I squeezed it as hard as I could, keeping an eye on the empty space above us. I didn’t see any wraiths. They weren’t here yet.

I squeezed harder. The pain suppressed my needs. Once done, I untied her and threw the rope across the room with more force than necessary. It hit the balcony’s door and thudded on the floor. I lay next to her and threw my hand over my eyes. Her cheek rested on my chest as I fisted my hand, wishing she wouldn’t touch me at all. She’d heard them calling, the Titan’s mating call of the dead. She’d follow my voice and let them take her soul because she trusted me.
This girl kills me.

Snaga
rippled and zapped her palm. She gasped and fisted her hand. The dark veil slithered up her arm and over her face, and when Rain closed her eyes, I knew they’d arrived. They called her in my voice, and she wasn’t afraid. I leapt out of bed and scanned my quarters.

There! In the corner of my fucking bedroom, a wraith peeled out of the shadows, presented itself to me. They were here to witness, their sole purpose to help their Titan mate his soul mate, while I didn’t want them here. In the past, when their orders conflicted with their purpose, they’d turned on the living. Besides my entire fleet, Rain was living, and so were the twenty-seven other mated women on this ship. Fuck. I scrubbed my jaw, thinking of what to do with the wraith.

“I see it.” Rain pointed to the corner where wraiths hovered above the ground. Wraiths called Titan’s mate in the name of Titan, of procreation, of the future of our people. The only way to have a Titan after me was for me to make a Titan with a fae female. Rain was human, so they had to take her soul and return her to me as a fae. She’d have to die, and in death, she’d be reborn a fae.

I couldn’t take that risk.

“I heard you,” she said and tapped her temple. “Inside my head. I’m sure I heard you. It’s the mating call, isn’t it? And that thing over there has something to do with us. I can feel it.” She shivered. The wraiths made the air colder. “It wants something.” When she looked away from it to me, her eyes, bright with joy, crinkled at the corners, and a grin split her face.

I was fucked. Titanically. She was fierce, didn’t even flinch at the robed skeleton hovering above the ground.

The wraiths retreated into the shadows.

“It’s gone,” she said. The smile disappeared.

“It was nothing,” I told her. Sitting up on the bed, I cupped her face, and when she tried to fix her wig, I helped her, tucked her curls under the damn thing. It was the first time I’d seen her hair in months. Dirty blonde hair with sweet curls. Like I’d said, royally fucked.

T
itan’s chest
cushioned my head when I woke up the next morning. Last night, he didn’t comment on the thing in the corner, and he didn’t confirm I’d heard something. But I’d heard him calling me, and I wanted him to do it again. I rubbed my cheek on his chest. I didn’t dare open my eyes, thinking I’d dreamed up the day before. Sex with Titan was glorious, even the ruler part. However, it was day three of the mating season, and I worried he wouldn’t mate me. He didn’t seem to want the mating, but they wouldn’t call it a “mating call” if it wasn’t a call of some sort. He fussed over me, and he was possessive of me, something I’d discovered just yesterday. Why didn’t he want me, then? We got along really well.

I straddled him and rested my palms on his chest.

Titan’s eyelids peeled open, and he smiled. “Good morning, Rain,” he said.

I tapped my head and fixed the blonde wig into place. I couldn’t wait to grow my hair and straighten it. There were chemicals I could use for it, and then I’d be all set, never have to wear wigs again. The boobs I’d implant. My to-do list for the near future.

I bent and kissed the side of his neck, feeling him grow between my legs. “It’s almost nine o’clock,” I mumbled.

Hands on my hips when I started to move on top of him, he said, “I’m up at five every morning, tour the ship, count my people. I hit the shower at quarter to nine.”

I lifted my head. “You do?”

He nodded. “Mm-hm.”

I narrowed my eyes. “Because…”

“Because I like the look on your face when I come out of the shower.”

“I thought it was a cultural difference sort of thing. Fae are sexual and unashamed, whereas humans are more…dressed.”

“We don’t walk around naked. Three years later, and you still look at me like I’m the only thing in the universe. It’s addictive, and it’s become part of my routine.”

“You could’ve told me all that, you know,” I said.

“I’m telling you now.”

“We broke the routine yesterday.” I slid on top of his cock, and he let me for a while, then halted my movement with a firm grip on my hips.

“We did,” he said and nuzzled my neck. My fingers roamed over his broad chest, his neck and his hair, where I threaded the short blond strands. He kissed his way from my neck up to my jaw and up to my lips, where he bit gently, then licked. “I shouldn’t do this,” he whispered.

“Of course you should. I’m yours.” I slid back, then forward, and because Titan was rock hard, he entered me. I paused and savored this moment for a bit, then rose up on top of him and began riding him. He tensed, the muscles in his chest strained, but I didn’t stop. It felt so good, and I told him so. I picked up my pace, played my fingers over my clit. Heat pooling in belly, I threw back my head.

A cold breeze washed over my skin.

Goose bumps rose.

I rode him faster.

He flipped me, his body over mine, and I crossed my ankles behind his back.

Titan snarled and pounded my pussy. I hitched a breath, which he caught with his mouth. Above me, he moved with fast, hard, deep thrusts. When he couldn’t get deep enough, he hooked my knee over his elbow, spreading me more, then rose onto his hands to pump. I pushed one finger into his mouth as I played my clit with the other hand. I closed my eyes and felt his cock, hard and smooth inside me.

We didn’t speak.

We didn’t talk dirty.

We enjoyed the quiet, hard morning.

Titan pounded me into the bed. My mind didn’t think, didn’t plan. I surrendered so completely to him, I forgot where I was. I forgot the planets, the bed, even our joined bodies. I forgot who I was, not that I ever knew who I was, and that was when I heard him call again.

“
Rain,” Titan said from afar.

This time, I hurried to answer. “I’m here,” I said. Cold air swept my skin again. It wrapped around me like a blanket, and I shivered, my body feeling as if it floated. I was as light as a feather, and the creature I’d seen yesterday showed itself. I lifted my hand to touch the robed skeleton coming out of the shadows, but I couldn’t move, even though I knew Titan hadn’t tied me up. Unable to move while the cold wrapped my body, I let the creature come to me. I should be afraid. It was terrifying, a skeleton with hollow black eyes, but somehow I also felt it didn’t mean to hurt me. “Hi there,” I said. “You’re here for me, aren’t you?”

In response, it echoed my name, a musical sound as if they were many. That was when I saw them. Hollow gray skeletal faces on the ceiling above us. Their bodies peeled away from the shadows and descended. One figure hovered above me where Titan’s body should be, while the others circled. They hummed, chanting my name. A mating call. It had to be.

I opened my mouth to answer.

Titan shouted my name.

I
blinked
my eyes open and gasped.

Titan hovered over me, his hands on my shoulders, his eyes as black as theirs. He shook me.

“I’m here,” I said. “I’m here.” I touched my face to make sure it was solid. “I think I just had an out-of-body experience with…with the things from the shadows.”

He released the breath he held and moved to sit at the end of the bed, his back to me. He hung his head. “It’s not like this all the time. The mating season demands we mate, and not only in a physical way.”

I sat behind him, resting my cheek on his back. Despite the best day of my entire life, the dark cloud of uncertainty hovered over us. I heard his call, and he bared his soul to me, told me his secrets so I could see the side of him I hadn’t known. Those things promised an endless void for me to explore. I didn’t know all this for sure, but they’d touched me, and I felt I understood more than before. Regardless, they were here for me.

“What are those things?” I asked.

“Wraiths. The dead fae army, empty souls I summon at will. Usually at will, but the mating season is different. I…they’ve come to witness and aid in my mating.”

He wanted to mate me! I lifted my head from his back, then scooted to sit next to him. Titan stared at the floor, his hands resting on his knees. He looked at me. A smile turned up his lips, but it went away so fast, I’d probably imagined it. “You’re mine,” he said, and his shoulders hunched.

“I’m happy to be yours. It’s a little weird, this whole mating thing, I mean, but I’d get through it if you told me how it works.”

When he rested his head in his palms, a slap of reality hit me. Oh God, he was disappointed. A mate was a mate, a soul mate, the one who completed the other. I didn’t know if it was fate, but it sure wasn’t a coincidence. I was his, and he was mine, and he probably wished it was someone else. The wig, the clothes, the makeup, none of it mattered, because in the end, he’d wake up to me. “You’re a hard to man to read. Most of the time, I don’t understand you, but I love you. I’ve always loved you, so I’m sorry. I’ve tried everything, and I don’t know who else to be.”

His head snapped up. “What?”

“You must’ve noticed all the hair changes, the colored contacts, and the styles I’ve changed over the months.” I glanced at him, and his jaw clenched and he had this scary expression on his face, so I looked away. “For years, I tried to get your attention, and then I realized that maybe it was a physical thing, because I knew it wasn’t anything else. We get along, always have. I wasn’t your type, and men always look for a type of woman they like. My sister’s ex? He’s proof. People say looks don’t matter, that only love matters, but they’re wrong. I can’t have sex with Dohan down the hall because I’m not attracted to him, and if I’m not attracted to him, I can’t even give him a date. Hence, I can’t get to know him to love him. Looks do matter. In the eyes of the beholder, they matter, and you know what else?” My voice rose. “People keep trying to look better. They exercise, they try to eat healthy, they go to spas and salons, men shave or grow beards while women wear makeup, and yet, everywhere you turn, people judge and say looks don’t matter. Bullshit.” I cleared my throat. “And so I tried to…”

“Matter?” he said.

I nodded.

“Mates are of the soul, not of the body,” he said.

“No worries, I got that part.” He was disappointed with his mate. It didn’t matter why. Was it even possible for a fae to be disappointed with his mate? Sure it was. For Titan! Boy, I really knew how to pick them. Even my sister hadn’t found a match. My man didn’t even bother lying. I’d thought the mate was everything a fae hoped for.

My heart hurt.

I wanted to crawl out of my skin. Stupid girl.

The bed was the only place to sit on since he’d removed my desk, and standing would be awkward, so I scooted away from him. I wished he hadn’t moved my desk. But then I’d be stuck working inside his quarters. I furrowed my brow. I needed to work today. On Titan’s ship and under his direction.

“You don’t get any part of what I’m saying,” Titan said. “You presume you do. You’re so wrapped up in your head, you’re not paying attention.”

I gaped. The nerve of this one. “What? Me?” I pointed a finger at my chest and rose.

“You.” He leaned back and rested his weight on his hands, his whole magnificent body laid out.

I avoided his hip area and locked eyes with his black ones. “I pay attention,” I said.

“If you paid attention, you’d have noticed some things.”

“Like what?”

“I hate that you wear heels.”

“Guys love heels.”

“Do I look like a guy?”

“No, but you are a male.”

“I like heels only to feel them jabbing my ass while I fuck you. Other than that, I like bare feet. I like you barefoot.”

I chuckled. “Barefoot and working. That’s…that’s different.”

“Mm-hm. That’s right. I want my mate barefoot and pregnant and running around my quarters. All day long inside my quarters so that I can come and fuck her whenever I want. All day if I want. No work with groins. But I can’t have any of that because of the mating ritual. So excuse me for being a little pissed off when I can’t come inside you and claim what is mine!”

I stepped back. “I’m willing!” Except for the no-work part. We’d have to talk about that at another time.

“Back on Droila, our land, during our mating season, the wraiths rise to witness. They hover with the living and bond our souls. They brush them with death
snaga
. It is the way of my people to pay respect to the death
snaga
, which keeps us in power. You are human.”

“You mate humans. There are several human mates on your ship,” I said.

“There are, but there is only one Titan of the Fae. A mate to a Titan must be a fae, and if the wraiths brush a human’s soul, they will take it. She’ll be severed from her human self and become fae. If you mate me, you couldn’t even drive a car. You’ll have to live up here, and when you do go to Earth, you better not touch anything other than the trees, because those grafts you’re working on might not work on you.”

“I don’t care about driving a car. I don’t care if I never step foot on Earth again. You are mine.”

He appeared in front of me, his lips close to mine, he said, “I’m living dead, and I carry death
snaga
. Did you know that?”

“No.” I shook my head. “You’re not dead. I see you, so you can’t be dead.”

“But it is who I am. Titan of the Dark Fae. The stuff of myth, the fairy creature from another realm. There is no realm, Rain. We are fae. We are people. We exist, and we’re not like you.” He paused to whisper, “Before you all had satellites, my ancestors used to come around and seduce human women so they’d breed more fae. Once the women delivered, they abducted the babies and made the mothers think they’d died. Most of those poor women ended up in your mental institutions, saying that men with pointy ears and black eyes fathered their children and took them away. Yeah, that went well for them. How about that? We’re a heroic race.”

“I love you, and I don’t care. You didn’t do any of those things.”

“But I would if I hadn’t killed the King and many other of my own people. I’m no hero. You look at me like you’ve seen the sun, and all my sins leave me. Did you know that?”

“No.”

“You’ll die if you mate me. You’re willing to die?”

“You are not dead, and I don’t think the wraiths will hurt me.”

He took my face between his hands. “I can’t mate you, Rain. The idea of your heart stopping even for a second is terrifying. You make me want to be better, learn about humans, do some good. We can’t mate, but we can be together. That’s all I got. Let’s get though the cursed season, and I’ll move your desk back. It’ll be me and you. Like always. What do you think?”

“And the next mating season?”

“By then I’ll figure something out.”

He couldn’t figure it out, or he would’ve already. I glanced at the corner of the room. I wanted to please Titan. I wanted to, and I could never tell him no, anyway. Especially not now, when I knew he cared about me. “Sure,” I told him. “We’ll just go back to normal.”

“I’m asking you to move in with me.”

“Sure, I’d like that.”