Chevon's Mate (7 page)

She glanced
from
him to the clothing and back again.
Laughing, she threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly. “I love it
but how? How in the world did you manage this?”

“A colleague was tasked to pick
up this shipment, and I offered to do it for him. He’s awaiting the birth of
his first child, so he didn’t even ask
why
. Whatever you take I will make sure
the shop owner receives proper compensation for. There are all sizes in each
design, so you don’t need to worry about taking something or not. Choose
whatever you want.” Pressing a kiss to her
lips,
he waved her into the room, then
followed before settling on a crate to one side.

She went through the clothing,
shooting him looks from time to time. “Your people cover up far more of their
bodies than mine
do,
”
she said with a frown as she looked at the clothing. “I’m not saying that it’s
bad, just that it’s something I will need to get used to.”

“Not really. These are going to
one of the larger moon colonies where it is not nearly as warm as the home
world, or Craegin for that matter. When we return
home,
I’ll take you shopping to one of the
seamstress shops. Although I will admit that when I saw everything I was rather
pleased by the fact you would be mostly covered up.”

That had her grinning. She touched the fabrics and from time
to time lifted one up to rub against her cheek. “They
’
re all so soft.” She had soft
clothing back home as well, but nothing like this.

After half an hour she had
selected a full wardrobe for herself, and then some. “Now the question is, how
do we get this back to our rooms and where in the world do we put all of it?”
She
realized
that she might have gone overboard in her selections.

“We move clothing from one rack
to the
others
and put yours on the rack we have cleared. Then we can wheel it to the cargo
lift and take it to our rooms. And you haven’t seen your closet yet. We’ll make
room.” Pushing to his
feet,
he moved to the rack with the least amount of clothing remaining on
it
and began to transfer items over to
the other racks.

She had to grin at that fact. “So your people realize that
women need far more clothing than men do?” she teased, moving to assist him.
“As long as you don’t mind me getting so many clothes and you don’t mind paying
for them.” She’d been a small child the last time anyone had paid for all of
her things, and she felt bad that he was doing so now.

“I don’t mind in the least,
little one. Except for my familial home’s upkeep I spend practically nothing
that I earn from the military.” Giving the
rack
a push, he headed for the door.

“How often are you at your
family estates? The way you make it sound you spend all of your time on your
ship and not on your planet. Not that I mind, because I’ve never been on a
ship, so I’m finding this all quite fascinating. Well, another ship aside from
the pleasure cruise of course.”

“I’m out here the majority of a
solar cycle training one class or another. I have a lovely couple who act as
caretakers while I’m away. They have been working for me for at least twenty
solar cycles now, maybe more. You’ll like them, and I know they will adore you.
The wife is actually Craegin. She was kidnapped as a child, but her
kin
never came looking for her. She was
raised on an outlying planet until she met her soul-bond mate and they joined.”

She shook her head in
stupefaction
. “If we ever have a child and
it goes missing we will turn over the universe looking for them. Her family
must have been deceased or I’m sure they would have looked for her.”

Chevon shrugged. “She doesn’t
remember them, and at that particular time there was a lot of unrest on the
outlying planets. And if we ever have a child who is taken as she was I will
tear both worlds apart to find them. With you
at
my side,” he added when she shot him a
look. “Always with you at my side, Laura.”

“Great answer.” She had to smile. The man was already
learning what made her tick and part of that was being included in any and all
decisions that were made in their lives.

“I thought so, too,” he said.
Sending a smile her direction, he wheeled the rack into a much larger lift. She
noticed it was designed differently and had manual controls easily accessible
unlike the others on the cruiser. “Many will claim an old man cannot learn new
tricks
or cues but I plan on proving
the critics wrong. It may take me a while, and you may need to be less than
subtle, but I will get there in time.”

She moved back to his side and
slipped her hand into his once the lift started.
Pulling her in close, he wrapped his arms around her. “I am
never letting you go.”

“Good, because I’m never letting you go either.”

“
So,
” she told him several moments later as
they walked toward their quarters. “I’m shocked that we haven’t
run
into anyone. How did you manage for us
to be completely and fully alone?”

He shot her a
look
and kept on going. “It’s good to be
the one in charge. Occasionally I like to flex those muscles as a reminder to
the crew.
Actually,
I have never done something like this before. But it seemed to be the way to
keep them all from learning something that may jeopardize their futures while
giving us some time alone. A hard thing to do on a vessel this size. It was
part of the reason we remained in certain sections for a set amount of time. I
couldn’t shut down the entire crew or sections of the cruiser. Everything had
to happen in a set pattern. I must admit it went better than I thought. I may
need to recommend a raise for my first. Malek really came through. He suggested
some
drills that would guarantee
certain sections were completely empty when I needed them to be.” Opening the
door to their rooms, he let her proceed ahead of him. Then he followed, pulling
the rack. “Did you enjoy our night out?”

“I did. I think you owe Malek a
huge thank you for giving you this idea,” she said with a grin. “I know I’m
going to thank him for helping you plan this date.” Malek had quickly
become
a friend to her during her
time on the ship, but no one was better than Chevon and she knew it.

“It was my idea, let us not
forget that detail. But you’re right. I do owe him a thank you. He might have
some additional time off
shortly
.
He’s been helping to carry a heavy load with these training runs, and I think
he deserves to know I would never survive without his assistance.” He brought
the rack into their
bedroom
and moved to the side opposite his own closet. A push to the panel and it slid
open to reveal a large space full of shelving and hanging bars at various
levels. Unlike his, she could walk into
the space.
“Your closet, little one.”

“Thank you.” She began to pull
out the clothing and put it on the hanging bars. Once she was
finished,
she stepped back and to
Chevon’s side.

He kissed her before taking the
rack back out to the main room. “I need to return this to the bay before I let
the crew get back to normal activities. Will you be all right while I take care
of this?”

“I will. If you don’t
mind,
I’m going to take a sonic shower and
put on some of the night clothes we got from the bay.” She moved closer to him.
Her hand on his chest, she tilted her head back for his kiss.

“Don’t bother with the
nightwear, Laura.” He left her standing there processing it while he headed out
with the rack in tow. Laughing, she locked the door behind him. Then she
stepped into the bathing room to take a sonic shower to fill the time while
Chevon was gone.

Chapter Eight

When Chevon came back to their rooms she heard him moving
around in the outer room. Then the lights all dimmed and music began to play
from speakers she couldn’t even see. Wandering into the bedroom a moment later,
he stopped to look her up and down. Laura had wrapped herself up in a robe,
positioning it just so that sitting on the bed he wouldn’t know one way or
another if she had anything on underneath.

Not that he said anything. He sat down in the chair to take
off his boots and socks before standing to begin removing his uniform.
Occasionally he threw her a look as if trying to figure out if she’d listened
to his advice on the nightwear or not.

She leaned back slightly and tilted her head to the side,
her hair falling over her shoulder. “So are you wondering if I listened to
you?” She watched him as he removed his shirt first. She wanted to reach out
and touch him when he hesitated at taking off his pants.

Propping his hands on his
hips,
he narrowed his eyes. “If you didn’t
listen,
I might have to spank you,
little one. But before we get to that there are some things we should discuss.”
He moved to the side table and pulled open the drawer, then dug out a data pad.
He pulled something
up
and handed it over to her before sitting down at her side.

She looked at the data pad in
her hands and frowned. “What is this?” she asked, curious about what he would
have her looking at. She knew that on her home world lovers would agree to a
contract of conduct in their bedrooms, things that they would and would not do,
before
making love. It was something
that was often used to ensure that lovers knew each other’s hard limits before
they came together.

“I know
on
your world that the couples often have
a contract between them
before
anything happening. This is along the same lines, more for my peace of mind
than anything else. It’s not a contract by any means, but a list between the
two of us. I don’t want to ever make you uncomfortable, Laura. To that
end,
I want to know if your tastes line up
with my
own
and if there is anything you want to explore.”

She began to look over the lists, nodding from time to time.
She added things to the list as well. “The list will be able to shift and
change, right?” she wanted to know as she paused in her typing. “If there is
something that we try and don’t like?”

“It can be altered at any time, little one. It
’
s a guide more than hard and
fast rules, Laura. Experimenting is half the fun.”

Laura grinned. “I like how that sounds.” She added a few
more items to the list before passing it back to him. She felt her body
reacting to his, felt herself getting wetter with just the thought that he
would be touching her soon.

He took the data pad and gave
it a quick read. After a couple
moments,
he closed it
down
and tucked it back into the drawer. Then he turned to look at
her
and touched her cheek gently. “Are you
truly all right? No leftover aches from your injuries?”

“I am more than all right. And
I’m ready to bond with you.”

His lips twitched before curling into a smile. Giving her a
kiss that was much too quick, in her opinion, he stood up to remove his pants.
She didn’t get to see anything, given when he straightened up he had them in
front of him while folding them neatly. Then he turned and Laura got to take in
the full back view. He hadn’t been wearing any underwear.

“
Oh
my.” She fanned herself and wanted to
reach out and touch his ass. His rump was perfect, rounded and firm. He had a
scar on his left butt cheek but it only made him more handsome in her eyes.

Turning
slightly,
Chevon shot her a
look
and lifted an eyebrow. “What?” he
asked. Still adjusting his
slacks,
he tucked the hanger into the
closet,
then turned to face her completely, distracting her from replying to his
question.

She took in every single inch
of his body. His cock was long and thick—and hard. The head of his shaft was a
deep
color that had her licking her lips
and
wanting to taste him. “You are utterly
perfect,
”
she whispered. “I want to taste every single part of your body.”

He snorted at her first words
while walking back to the bed. Climbing
up,
he leaned in to kiss her cheek, then
her neck. “You can touch all you want if you’re not wearing anything under this
robe. If you are wearing even one little
item,
I plan to bind your hands and have my
way with you until you can’t think clearly.”

“Now I wish I would have put on
something under this
robe,
”
she grumbled. “Because I listened to your orders and have nothing on under it.
I was just trying to give you a hard time. Did it work?” She tugged at the belt
of her robe and watched him. “Are you ready for me to get naked?”

“I have been ready to get you naked since the day I met you.
You must admit I
’
ve
restrained myself admirably during your recovery.” She knew for a fact he’d
been more concerned about her health than anything else. He’d taken amazing
care of her. “But yes, you should remove the robe. And if you
are
completely bare under there then you get to play first.”

She pulled off the robe, standing there before him so that
he could see every inch of her body. Heat infused her cheeks and she chewed her
lower lip. “Chevon?”

He breathed out something she
didn’t understand, but his tone was reverent. Slowly he lifted his hands to
brush up her
arms,
then cupped her face. Pulling her in for a kiss, he growled something out, the
sound feral. It sent a thrill through her body, tightening her
nipples
and making the throb more
pronounced between her legs. “So you approve?”

“Always,” he told her. Grabbing
her
ass,
he lifted her and turned to
the bed. He got them settled on the mattress so they were in the middle and she
was on top. “Your reward is to play for however long you like, or until I can’t
hold back. Whichever comes first.”

She couldn’t wait to be able to
play
with him. Teasing Chevon with
her mouth, she moved down his body slowly and took her time to nip and touch
him from time to time. Finally, she closed her mouth over his cock and moaned,
then looked up his body at him. “I’m not hurting you, right?”

He shook his
head
and swallowed hard enough she heard
it. “No, little one.”
Chevon
shifted on the bed, bending one knee up slightly, and reached over his head to
grab hold of the headboard.
She
leaned up and let her lips skim over his taut stomach, her hand on his chest
once again, and he shivered under the touch. She couldn’t stop touching him.
Laura wasn’t virginal as many women were when they came to their marriages but
she was actually thankful for that at this moment in time. She scooted down and
closed her mouth over his shaft again.

Chevon
let out a string of words she didn’t know but had her blushing anyway. She knew
the tone, and with the groans, moans, and other things he said, Laura knew he
was on board for whatever she did to him. A creaking sound had her glancing up
to see his hands holding the headboard tightly. She could only smile at the way
he was reacting. She continued to touch and move her body over his, her mouth
teasing him eagerly.
Finally,
however,
she pulled back from him and kissed her way up his body. “Tell
me,
my darling man, are you ready for
more?” she asked, kissing the side of his neck.

In an
instant,
his arms banded around her and
she found herself on her back with his larger body covering hers. His flesh
pressed deliciously against her own. Chevon grabbed her
wrists
and tugged her hands over her
head until she felt the headboard brush her knuckles. “Hold on,” he told her,
his voice rougher than she’d ever heard it before.

She wrapped her fingers around
the headboard. “Holding
on,
”
she told him, then moaned. “Please.” The way that he had manhandled her, the
way he’d forced her body to his will, had her body getting wetter than she
could possibly imagine.
“Chevon
…
”

“Be still,” he ordered.
Pressing his lips to her
cheek,
he trailed down to her neck. His hands were busy stroking her arms, moving down
her torso, then back up to squeeze her breasts. Chevon pinched her nipples hard
enough that she couldn’t stay still, and she gave in to the urge to squirm
around, earning her a bite to the space where shoulder met neck.

She wiggled under his touch. Everything he did to her had
her body aching for more.

Gripping her hips, he lifted his head enough to stare at her
for a time. Then he slid his hands down, and in a quick move pushed her legs apart
and up. He moved down further, his breath warm against her skin, never
releasing her gaze. Even when he lowered his mouth to where she felt each
breath against her throbbing clit he didn’t look away.

She shivered when he opened her
body to his. He seemed to know exactly what she
wanted
when she wanted it. “Chevon.”
She shivered, then lost all trains of thought when he pressed his tongue to her
clit.

He was keeping her still while he teased the nub with his
tongue. A quick swipe over her slit had her trying to come off the bed, with no
success. Letting out a low chuckle, he smacked his lips. “Tasty,” he said
before pressing his mouth to her pussy to suckle and lick.

She could only moan, lost to
sensations, to the utter rightness of his tongue on her body. He was perfection
in form.
“More,
”
she begged.

The sharp edge of his teeth lightly scraped over her clit
before he gave it a hard suck. A long, thick finger invaded her sheath, pushing
in farther than she’d thought possible. He began to stroke it in and out in
time with the pulls of his mouth to her nub.

She was slowly losing her mind.
“Chevon.” His name came out as a moan.

She felt his chuckle through
her clit a second before he used his teeth to squeeze
it,
then tug. A second finger pressed into
her body.

She arched up off of the bed
and with her teeth holding her lower lip, she moaned. She accepted each and
every single touch that he gave her and widened her legs just a bit more for
his shoulders as he began to work her
body
unlike anything she had ever felt before.

A flick
of
his tongue, then Chevon lifted his
head to kiss her inner thigh. His fingers continued to work her body, his thumb
moving to rub at her sensitized clit while he began to kiss a path up her body.
Reaching her
breasts,
he teased a nipple before sinking his teeth into the flesh enough to jolt her
body. “That feels so good.” Even though it was
pain,
she felt nothing but pleasure.

Turning his
head,
he treated her other breast to the
same, adding a light scrape from his teeth before he moved to kiss her. He
slipped his tongue into her mouth to tease her own, driving her need higher
with each passing second. When he broke the
kiss,
he nipped at her
lips
and pulled his fingers free from her
body. She might have made a complaint had he not settled his body over hers so
his cock rubbed through her swollen folds.

Laura looked up at Chevon, her
whole being
frozen in
this moment with him.
“More.
”

Wrapping a hand around her
throat,
he tipped her head back and
took her mouth in a deep, demanding kiss. His other hand wasn’t slacking
either. It slid down to cup her ass and lift her to a better angle while he
rocked his hips against her, his cock sliding over her clit. He let her throat
go, and she felt him reaching between them, the pressure of his cock to her
opening making her squirm.

Laura cried out when he finally
entered her body.

Chevon hooked an arm under her
leg
and lifted it up as he began to
thrust. He gave her another
kiss,
then pressed his face to her throat. “Let go of the headboard.” Nipping at her
throat, he rocked his hips faster, thrusting in deeper.

“You are my everything, Laura
Troxell,” he said suddenly. “I am never letting you go.” Hooking her leg
around
his
waist,
he cupped her
face
and pressed his other arm against the
mattress. It altered the angle he pushed into her body and gave him more range
of motion to tease her higher.