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  Slowly, his fingers slid through her hair and down to the nape of her neck. Maggie knew what was coming. Her body was primed and ready to go over the top. She just needed a tiny push. Koop adjusted his hips a touch, his cock hitting that most sensitive spot inside her. He moved more frantically. A small buzz started where her new iungo was. The jolt to her system was like a double-double shot of espresso. She’d never actually had a coffee like that, she could only imagine. It seemed every cell in her body suddenly came alive with a burst of energy.

  “Koop!” Maggie cried out.

  Coolness hit her breast when Koop released it, his hand sliding down her body between them. He never took his fast-swirling eyes off hers.

  “Come with me. Let me feel your cunt milk my cock of its seed. I want to feel it fill you up. I want to see you plump with our youngling.”

  It seemed with each word, Koop thrust deeper inside her. Their skin dampened between them with every movement. Maggie gasped when one of her mate’s digits hit her sensitive clit. He pressed and hammered into her harder. She could barely hold onto him.

  “Come,” Koop ordered, forging inside of her once more and sending more of his energy from his iungo to hers.

  Maggie’s body bowed, and white lights flashed before her eyes as streams of delicious, orgasmic feelings climaxed and unfurled within her body.

  * * * *

  Koop lay beside his wondrous spark, watching her sleep. He’d fucked her like a beast when they’d reached the room, then he’d taken her slow and easy, kissing and relishing every single dimple, scar, and mark on her skin. His need to know she was safe and sound had boiled up inside of him, growing with each passing moment from the time Todd had hold of her. It had become worse seeing the bruises on her neck and arm. He’d seen far more injuries in his time on many of his comrades, but seeing even the minor bruising on Maggie… Koop shook his head. Never again!

  A small crease appeared between Maggie’s eyebrows before she groaned. “I can feel you watching me. Will you go to sleep and stop feeling guilty?” Although her tone indicated she was moaning, the tiny lift at the edge of her lips showed she was also amused.

  Koop moved his head from his pillow onto hers and began placing small, nibbling kisses on her mouth. Maggie pulled back, opening her eyes, and quickly shoved a hand between his mouth and hers. She’d done this frequently in the mornings they had spent together.

  “Morning breath,” she said.

  Koop simply did what he always did. He caught both of her hands and pulled them up over her head and clasped them in one of his. He then carefully laid his body over hers, making sure not to crush her. This stopped her from moving away from him. One day she would learn there was nothing he didn’t love about her.

  He lowered his head and kissed her with everything he had inside him. The love he had for her, the possessiveness and want, all wrapped up together. His tongue slipped inside her mouth and dueled with hers. Pulling back, he was happy to see the pink flush on her cheeks.

  “Me unum, nothing about you should be hidden from me.” He smiled and kissed her long and hard again. Her lips were swollen and rosy by the time he’d finished with her. Green, sparkling eyes stared up at him.

  “I don’t suppose you have checked up to see what is happening with Todd?”

  “Actually, I did.” Koop smirked. “Several of your news items covered the incident.”

  “Can I see?” Maggie asked.

  Before the trip to Earth, several meetings had taken place, and in one of them the subject of technology had been discussed. Amelia had suggested only a few items be taken down to Earth being the warriors were there to learn to be more human. But also, few items meant they could be hidden or scooped up quickly if the Gracians were discovered. Technology like the chrono screens—which would be used to translate reading material from human to Gracian—were redesigned to look more like human tablets. Koop had packed one such tablet before they had left.

  “You wake up and your first thought is of your human ex?” Koop asked, amused.

  “Jealous?” Maggie replied, raising an eyebrow.

  Koop ground his hips, along with his hard shaft, against his mate’s body. Watching her sleep had been torture when all he’d wanted to do was slide himself inside her hot, slick core and embed himself over and over until she screamed his name. The fact she was thinking of Todd didn’t help; it just made him want to slide into her even more and remind her who her male was.

  “Nope. But I am having a hard time with you thinking of another male while you’re under me.”

  Maggie wriggled her hips and hummed. “I can feel that. Maybe if I was to use my mouth for something else and swallow down—”

  Koop didn’t need to hear any more. He slammed his mouth over Maggie’s and kissed her again, pouring his heart and soul into it. Still holding Maggie’s hands above her head with one hand, Koop leaned up. His hard, heavy, and near painful erection sprang free from between their bodies, pre-cum already beading on the head.

  “Oh my, that looks a little painful. Perhaps I should kiss it better?” Maggie smirked, looking over his manhood with greedy eyes.

  Koop released Maggie’s hands and lightly stroked down over her arms, skimming the sides of her breasts, down to her waist. Maggie’s breathing picked up as he did. Cupping her waist, he gave Maggie a slight grin before flipping them both. Maggie let out a small squeak then began giggling.

  “I wasn’t expecting that,” she said, placing her hands either side of his head. She lowered her head and placed sipping kisses on his mouth before sitting back up to gaze down at him.

  Koop raised an eyebrow. “I do believe you offered me a healing kiss.”

  He jerked his hips up, his hard shaft digging into his spark’s soft, moist, and heated lower lips. Maggie grinned, and slowly, ever so slowly, she moved down his body. As he did, she placed kisses on his skin—his chest, his stomach, his abs. When she reached the V of his hips he heard her inhale then release a breathy moan.

  “Now, me unum,” he snapped out a little too harshly, but she was taking too long. His patience was fraying at the edges. He wanted inside of his spark, anywhere. Just inside of her heat. And now!

  He hissed in a gasp of air when finally, Maggie lowered her head over his groin, sucking his hard, leaking cock into her mouth. It took everything inside him not to buck his hips, to shove every ounce of himself down her throat. He raised his head and watched her take him inside of her mouth. He felt the moment he touched the back of her throat, and he groaned when she swallowed around his shaft. It felt so good. So right. This was his spark. The female who he would spent the rest of his life with.

  Koop lifted a hand and pushed some stray brown curls away from her face. Her sparkling green eyes looked at him with the same love he felt for her. The deep pink flush of her hollowed cheeks and her bright red, swollen lips around his phallus only heightened his enjoyment. She was meant for him in every way. She lifted her head a touch, giving him a glance at his dick slipping from her mouth before she lowered again. What a sight!

  “Again.” Koop groaned, jerking his hips.

  Maggie cupped the base of his cock with one of her small hands while cupping his balls with the other, and she began riding him up and down with her mouth. His heart beat faster inside his chest as his body twitched with each of her movements. He couldn’t help the jerk of his hips every now and again. He was so close to coming. It was building inside him like a crescendo.

  He raised a knee between Maggie’s legs, shoving it hard against her pussy. She began to ride his leg, moving up and down in the same beat as her mouth on his cock.

  Knowing he was close, he cupped his spark’s nape, placing his iungo over hers just in time. He roared as he came, sending his energy to his mate as well as filling her mouth with his seed. He watched through half-lidded eyes as she swallowed every single drop.

  Moments later, Maggie sat up and licked her lips. Her eyes sparkled, and a mischievous smile appeared on her fac
e, giving Koop an inkling something was coming. He only had a second to wonder what she was up to before her muscles bunched as if she was ready to run.

  “Well, now that I’ve kissed your boo-boo…” She paused and ran her tongue over her bottom lip.

  The smile on her face grew wider, and he noticed she slid one leg off the bed and placed her foot on the floor. Yes, she was ready to run. Whatever was going to come out of her mouth next would be more than mischievous.

  “Will you tell me what you found out about Todd?” Before she’d finished Maggie was up on her feet, off the bed, and running toward the bathroom, giggling as she did so.

  And there it was! She knew what she was doing, knew he would react when she mentioned another male or his bits.

  Koop was stunned for a moment. She’d just asked about Todd after sucking him off! But Maggie’s face was the picture of happiness, and it pleased him more than words could say. There was one thing, though, that he placed on his mental list of things to do, and that was to look into this spanking business a bit more.

  He took a moment to watch her jiggling boobs, bottom, and curves, before he too was on his feet, off the bed and chasing her. Cheeky, little female winding him up.

  “What is it with you, other men, and their bits?” he said, reaching for his chuckling spark. In one swift move, he caught her and threw her over his shoulder.

  “Hey, put me down.” She laughed.

  “Nope,” he said, placing a hand on her bare bottom. He raised it slightly and smacked it down. Not too hard, just enough to leave his handprint. It felt good, and even better still to see her pale skin turn slightly pink.

  Maggie moaned and chuckled at the same time, giving him the sense she liked it.

  “Me unum, I’m going to have to warn you, if you keep winding your mate up over other males and their bits, I will be seeking more info on this spanking business you humans are into.”

  Maggie wriggled her hips and moaned. Koop could almost visualize her pussy walls clenching in delight.

  He strolled into the bathroom, which was twice as big as his cabin. It had a tub large enough for three people to swim in. The counter tops were all white marble, and two sinks sat side by side in front of huge, four-foot mirrors on the wall. The shower was massive. Too big for just he and his spark, but that wouldn’t stop him. Koop opened the glass door and walked inside. He turned the water on and ran it a few moments until it was warm, then slowly allowed Maggie off his shoulder to slide down his body.

  “I love you, Koop,” she said, her eyes speaking her honesty.

  His heart swelled with the love he felt for her. “You are my life. There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do to make you happy.”

  He cupped Maggie’s face and ran a finger over the small but slightly visible wrinkles by her eye.

  “Take me home then,” she said.

  Koop frowned. “Home?”

  “Yes, home. The Gemorph.”

  He sighed with relief. For a moment he thought she might want to return to May’s house.

  “The island doesn’t need any more buildings. There are enough small houses and the mansion that the warriors can stay in. We might have to convert a house or room into some kind of shops so the warriors can learn such things like that, but otherwise we can design as they go along.”

  She was right. The isle didn’t need anything that it didn’t already have. The warriors were fast learners, and if any extra buildings were needed, he and Maggie could do that aboard the ship. Home.

  “I will speak to the captain today, and I will take you home, my Maggie. But first, I feel rather hungry…for my mate.”

  Epilogue

  Amelia sat in Iryano’s chair next to Trian. She’d become a permanent fixture on the bridge of the Gemorph.

  She ran a hand over the pronounced bump on her stomach. The baby was growing so fast, Hover swore she was soon to give birth. Trian was growing anxious himself. She’d caught her man glancing at her on and off quite frequently over the last few days.

  It hadn’t helped when Hover had called a week ago, informing them Bell had gone into labor. Both she and Trian had walked to the medical bay, only to arrive to hear Bell scream out in pain. Trian had gone so pale Amelia swore her huge Gracian male was going to faint to the floor.

  Bell, Knut, and their daughter Luna were doing great. They had been inundated by so many gifts the baby’s nursery was more than a little full of both soft toys and something the Gracians called kippins, which looked similar to a small, furry, knobbly ball. It was said to be the toy of choice for a growing youngling.

  Amelia winced when the baby again shoved its foot underneath her ribs.

  “Are you okay, me unum?” Trian asked as if he hadn’t asked her several thousand times before.

  Amelia turned to face her mate and rolled her eyes. “Yes. Our youngling has just decided that it’s fun to play football with my lungs.”

  The bridge door whooshed open to reveal a grinning Koop. He walked past Trian, nodded, and took his place at his station.

  “I hear congratulations are in order.” Iryano turned from where he sat at Basup’s station and looked at Koop with a smile. “Another youngling to join the growing ranks.”

  Koop shrugged, but the stupid grin on his face couldn’t hide the fact he was overwhelmed with joy. Koop and Maggie had found out this morning they were with young. With their permission, Hover had informed Trian, who had spread the news to his bridge officers.

  “Thank you,” Koop replied. “Maggie is doing well. Her morning sickness is abating, which could not come soon enough for my liking.”

  “Oh, I agree with you there.” Iryano nodded. “I felt Rosie’s went on for too long, I didn’t want to leave her side.”

  Amelia chuckled. She visited each of her ladies quite often, making sure they were comfortable and coping well on the ship. When it came to the few pregnant women, each of them told the same story. Their males had turned into hummingbirds. Always hovering around them in a protective manner, worse than before, as if they could stop them from being ill. It would seem that not only did these Gracians have no idea about multiple births, but morning sickness either. The Gracian females, however, did go through sneezing fits in the early months.

  “We also found out this morning that it is to be twins. One male and one female.”

  “Oh, you’re going to have your hands full.” Amelia laughed.

  “And I will take each battle as it comes.” Koop nodded nobly. “There is also news on the human, Todd. It was the main reason we missed that Maggie was fecund. She was worrying herself sick about her decision to leave the male behind and the fact it could cause us problems. But she was scouring police reports yesterday and found the male was being checked into a psychiatric hospital for a lengthy, restful stay. It was also written he is still the main person of interest in the disappearance of Maggie and her sister.”

  “Well, that’s good news.” Amelia smiled.

  “How’s the summer village coming along?” Trian asked. Summer village was the new name Maggie had picked out for their project in the Gemorph hanger. It was also being implemented on several of the other ships as well.

  “Great. The materials have all been found, and the grass, pipes, lighting, and electrics have been laid. We are in the process of adding the flowers and trees now. The first houses will be going in this time next week.”

  “Some of the women have been excited enough to offer their hands in helping. They seem to have all settled in quite nicely now,” Amelia added.

  “Did you sort out the small housing situation on the isle?” Iryano asked Koop.

  Amelia watched the seconds-in-command’s eyes dance with mirth. One of the males who’d been picked, along with twenty others, to start their training on Earth had tried cooking something and had burned down the kitchen in one of the houses.

  “Hey now,” Amelia said in her reprimanding voice. “I have yet to see you cook anything without your replicator.”

 
; Iryano shrugged and smirked. “I don’t have to, I have a spark and a replicator.”

  Several of the men laughed.

  “One day.” Amelia shook her head, making a mental note to have a word with Rosie and have their replicator removed or broken for a few days to teach the male a lesson. Let’s see how well he can cook. But knowing him, he’d just see the chef.

  “Sir.” Gil, the chief astronomy officer, spoke up. “We are receiving an encoded message. It’s from the Jupion.”

  All mirth disappeared from the bridge in a moment, replaced with respectability and dedication.

  “Decode and read,” Trian replied.

  “They have found news on the kidnapped female, Zoe. They are in pursuit of Pausey but are heading into an area where the Gange are said to be invading.”

  Amelia sighed. Zoe had been kidnapped again, but this time by one of the Gracian warriors with a bridge to burn. Although she might be close to being rescued, it would seem she wasn’t out of trouble yet.

  Trian’s hand covered Amelia’s. “They will find her, me unum. They will bring her home or die trying.”

  Amelia hoped they all returned alive and well. Theirs, she was sure, was going to be a tale to tell.

  About T. Cobbin

  Early on in her life Trish often wrote stories as an escape, but she took a break when she became a full-time mother to three children. Once her children were grown and flew the coop, expanding their own families and giving her four wonderful grandchildren, she was left with some spare time and decided to put pen to paper again. She lives in the UK with her faithful dogs Jellybean and Pudding, and a door that is never closed to family.

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