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"You can't kill my friends' mates, Qhix! Is there anything that can be done to prevent that from happening?"
"Claim me as yours."
TASHA
Claim me as yours. Qhix's response echoes inside my skull.
The idea of Qhix as my mate terrifies and thrills me all at once. I watched the other girls pair up and form bonds with the Ziarians and hoped the attraction I felt toward Slye would turn into more than lust, but it hadn't. Then I laid eyes on Qhix and everything I felt for Slye evaporated.
Utterly drawn to Qhix's wild nature and rugged appearance, there was no resisting the surge of emotions that flooded me. My initial attraction to Slye is nothing compared to what I feel for Qhix. But uncertainties over his sivot leave me trembling with apprehension.
My gaze rakes Qhix from the top of his snow-white head to his booted feet, and I tremble for another reason.
Recent memories come back in a heated rush, and I wriggle in my seat. An erotic slideshow with what transpired between us and then his sivot flips through my mind like a forbidden fantasy. There's no help for my lustful craving. I never knew sex could be that good. Echoes of my flesh being stretched and my body being filled to capacity linger inside my core. Thoroughly loved, there was no part of me that had been left wanting.
But I have to be true to myself, and the truth is, I need more time to get used to the idea of having a mate with a deadly alter ego.
"Maybe if I told everyone we're together, then you could stay on Crao with me." I feel selfish suggesting the ruse of a mating with him, but I want to have my cake and eat it too. I'm anxious to get back to the girls, but never seeing Qhix again makes me want to throw up.
It worries me that everyone is stranded on Crao even though we decided to make it our home. And I know what it feels like to not know what happened to someone. When Stacy went missing for all those days and there was no sign of her, we had all been beside ourselves with worry. I know that's how they're feeling about me right now after being snatched by Qhix.
"You mean, pretend that I'm your mate?" Qhix's gaze swings away from the viewscreen to meet mine, and the pain filling his pale blue eyes slays me.
I squirm in my seat, hating how much I'm hurting him but desperate to make him understand. "I need more time to get used to this... thing that's happening between us. And your beast still scares me a little." More than a little, but I've said enough to get my point across. No need to hurt him more than I already am.
Qhix taps on the control console, then turns his seat to face me. "Tasha, my sivot could never harm you or the ones you love unless they intentionally hurt you or me."
"That's the part that worries me the most," I stress. With the ship on autopilot, his full focus is trained on me as he tries to reason with me.
"Come here, gorgeous." Qhix unbuckles our seat straps and pulls me onto his lap, wrapping strong arms around me. I snuggle into his embrace, feeling my heart flutter and the bond between us tighten like an invisible string, binding us as one. His touch is gentle as all the cares of the Universe melt away under the easy strokes of his fingertips over my skin. In his arms, I'm safe. Cherished. Just like I dreamed.
"My sivot exists only to keep you safe."
"I know that, but how much control do you have over the transformation?" I shift on Qhix's lap to face him.
"The beast is always present." Qhix places my hand between the heavy pads of his pectorals. "He stirs now, restless as we discuss him."
"Maybe..." I say, hesitantly unsure of how my idea will play out. "Maybe if you let him out, I could talk to him."
"We share a mind so we know each other's thoughts, but if it would ease your fears."
Qhix's eyes flash white, and in a matter of seconds, his body quakes violently. Fur sprouts from his head and skin like weeds, glossy blue flesh turns fluid, rippling like waves on a pond. The seams on his pants strain and rip under the pressure as he transforms into a ferocious beast. Dagger-like claws erupt from his fingertips and monster fangs punch out of his mouth.
I'm terrified and mesmerized by the transformation before me. Every muscle in Qhix's body bulges and ripples with power and ferocity. Primal energy radiates off him, drawing me in closer with each growl and snarl that escapes his monstrous form. I hold onto him tightly to keep my seat as the sivot emerges, my heart pounding in trepidation as well as relishing the danger of the emerging, untamed beast.
But then, a calmer expression crosses the sivot's face and he smiles at me, displaying sharp fangs that catch the light, making their deadly points glisten. Despite the monstrous form he takes, I lust for his wild, animalistic state, knowing what pleasure can be had beneath him. Already, my core weeps to be filled by his enormous cock, aches to be stretched by his swelling knot.
To want a beast is a dark and forbidden desire. To be fucked with an inhuman cock, the darkest of pleasures.
I reach up to cup the sharp cut of his jaw, savoring the rough texture of fur against my hand. Despite the danger and unpredictability of his beast, I lust for this feral version of Qhix and feel a strange connection with his sivot who also has captured my heart and soul.
"Hi," I say, smoothing my hand over his cheek.
"Greetings, lovely." His beast's voice is rough and gravely, so very different from Qhix's smooth charm. "You wanted to speak with me directly?" Qhix's sivot rotates his pelvis, pressing his stiffening member into my backside. "I can think of other things that would prove more pleasurable."
I gasp and bite down on my lower lip. "I can too, but first I need something from you."
"Anything," the sivot snarls and presses his enormous cock against my needy flesh.
