Total pages in book: 119
Estimated words: 110600 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 553(@200wpm)___ 442(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 110600 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 553(@200wpm)___ 442(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
But as we pull the air-sled up to my home and Kim touches my leg, all I feel is relief.
Relief that it is all over.
Relief that we can return to our quiet life.
Relief that I chose this brave, strong human female over everything dangled in front of my nose.
All I have ever wanted is Kim. Ever since I saw her, breathed in her scent, beheld her smile—she has consumed my thoughts. She brings me more happiness than I could have ever imagined, and I would give everything up for her a dozen times over.
“This makes me so happy,” Kim says in a soft voice. “Can we never leave the planet again? Ever?”
I chuckle, setting the sled down in its spot in front of the house and turning it off. “I like that idea very much. But I do not want you to feel trapped. Are you sure you will not miss roaming the galaxy?”
She wrinkles her nose at me as if the very idea is distasteful. “You do realize almost every single human spends their entire life on Earth and never feels the need to roam the galaxy? I think I’ll be fine.” Her hand slides up my thigh. “As for feeling trapped, I think you can manage to keep me occupied.”
I love this new aspect of Kim—her boldness. Now that she has decided truly that I am hers, she reaches for me all the time. Her hands are both aggressive and possessive, and I welcome these touches. I love that she cannot keep her hands to herself. I love that she is as addicted to touching me as I am to touching her. My warrior rises in greeting, and I am tempted to pull my mate into my lap and mate with her right here in front of the house…but then Kim stifles a yawn, and my protective instincts take over.
“Come,” I tell her. “It has been a long journey. Let us go inside.”
Everything in the house is just as we left it, and as I carry our bags inside, a cleaning droid putters past on the floors, sweeping. My plants look a little dry, and I make a mental note to check the auto-waterers. There is much to do now that we are back—I have to check the farming bots and the bots that handle the care of the meat-stock. I have to review logs of their daily activities and reports to ensure all is running smoothly. Then there is Kim’s farm to check on. There are lessons for my mate, and crop shipments to schedule, and a hundred other small things that must be taken care of. Those that think farming is a simple, easy life have not spent a day in my shoes.
And yet…it is a good life, one I enjoy far more than being a gladiator. I enjoy waking up, watering my plants, and gazing out at fields that are mine, at endless rolling green hills without a cage in sight.
Kim yawns again, and when I set the bags down, I notice she drifts toward the bedroom. “Just gonna take a quick nap, I think.”
I make a mental note to check in on Bethiah—I asked her to find me the best fertility doctor with experience in human pregnancies. She complained. Of course she did. Said she was not my assistant. Then she saw the payment amount, jokingly called me “boss,” and promised to deliver.
I want a family with Kim. The sooner the better.
So I set down the bags and prowl after my mate. Watering the plants can wait. Checking on the bots can wait. I sneak up behind Kim and scoop her up in my arms, loving the little squeal she makes as I pick her up. I carry her to the bedroom, and before I can even set her down on the round mattress, her hands are all over me, tugging at my clothing.
“A quick fuck and then a nap,” she tells me, breathless. “Great idea.”
“I am full of such ideas.” I kiss her hard, sliding my hands under the hem of the dress she has chosen to wear this day.
“Full of something,” she murmurs, her fingers brushing against my cock. “God, I want you.”
“Are you wet enough for me?” I ask between kisses, and steal a touch between her thighs. She is soaked, her body hot and ready for mine. A groan slips out of me. “Ah, so very ready for your mate.”
Kim whimpers. “Need you. I’m so empty. Come fill me up.”
I growl deep in my throat, loving her demands. With one last kiss, I turn my mate over and adjust her hips. She gets on her hands and knees even as I push her skirts up, revealing her rounded pink bottom and the cleft of her ass. I rub a finger up and down her wet, needy folds as I free my cock from my trou, and then I am ready for her. I drag my length against her cunt to slick it, and then I push into her. Slowly. Always slowly, because Kim is small and I am large.