He grinned and pink, flushed skin flash over his face in the warm sun. One, two, and then three times I tugged on the chain. Each time with greater force. His expression was pained but the sweet, citrus smell told me he enjoyed it. His growing erection also confirmed it.

His lips curled into a smile and I smelled the tangy scent of his slick.

Mating…

With hands that weren’t under my control or as if in a dream, I released the chains from his nipples. My hands ran over them. Soft at first and then harder until my Femeni rubbed himself against my palm. Judging from his wide flared nostrils he took in my scent too.

I wonder what I smell like to him?

He yelped from my constant rolls and pinches against his chest. “We are warriors,” I said. “You will take this pain.”

He nodded his compliance although I saw the hint of a smile. Fluid decorated the end of his cock as I’m sure from behind. I blew a warm breath slowly and long over his face. A temporary mark that he is mine. Soon it would be more permanent. My seed splashed over his body and within. Spittle on his neck. Everyone would know he’s mine. Mine alone.

I looked down at my prize from Earth and felt my cock throb with need both from mating and to claim him forever.

“Magnificent,” I whispered.

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Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Nineteen

PETER

I repeated his words. The old Peter wasn’t ugly, but he wasn’t desired that way. It was always hard enough to get a date and even then, I never felt the need like I did now. I think because I wasn’t into girls. I couldn’t admit it. Now? I was in a society that expected man on man love. This wouldn’t be something shameful or dangerous from my hometown. This was celebrated. Yes, I was ‘encouraged’ to go through with it, but it’s good this happened.

Matros was a man in a similar situation as myself. It was strongly suggested he take a mate, and my former planet’s military, ‘recommended’ I be that choice. I never intended to go all the way with this and yet, here we were.

And we almost didn’t make it.

If I ever needed a reminder of how much I attracted him, all I had to do was remember the suppressants he took. I still wasn’t sure which action was more lovable. That I was so irresistible, he needed chemical help or that he was willing to let me go.

Earlier, it was a way out. Now, it was something I never wanted to happen. We weren’t truly man and husband yet, but that would change soon. I knew I couldn’t give him up.

Let’s do this.