Page 24 of Yorix

Chapter 14

Lynn

Over the course of the next two days, Yorix’s plumage fully appeared. And with it, his frenzied need to claim me again and again. Thank goodness for Ullalilly and her practically magic bath salts. On the third day, after we’d made love twice before taking a nap, Yorix woke up seeming more focused on everything else. We took a shower together, and for once, he didn’t end up fucking me against the tiles.

“You alright?” I asked. “You seem less itchy,” I said diplomatically, which was true, as he’d stopped scratching at least.

“I’ve reached the peak, and while I will always hunger for you, the need to couple is not overriding everything else,” he admitted. “My plumage will start fading back, though not all will disappear completely.”

I nodded. “So that’s why some Mylos always have scales and some do not?”

“It is one of the ways to tell a mated male, yes. Though some unmated also always have scales, depending on the non Mylos part of the bloodline.”

“You mean like in the same way Korah and Oshar always have fangs, right?”

“The Drani? Yes. Their female parents hail from Sanguine.”

I laughed. “That sounds so, I dunno, like a world a human named, because sanguine is a word we have that means blood red, though it can also mean happy and cheerful.”

“Interesting confluence,” he replied gravely, shutting the water off.

We quickly dried off thanks to Ulalilly blowing us gently dry while she cleaned the bathtub from our shower.

“I can’t wait to see Chris again!” I confessed. “Though I’m not looking forward to telling him about my fib.”

Yorix gave my arm a gentle squeeze as he passed me to return to our bedroom.

“I am certain he will forgive you.”

“Yeah, I just have to find the right moment and tell him in the right way, I guess,” I replied, following him. I quickly chose a denim skirt with a scoop neck cotton top and slid on my favorite pair of flat sandals. By the time I’d finished my make up and hair, Yorix was in the living room playing with Charlie, my cat. Well, more Yorix’s cat, seeing as Charlie fell in love with my mate as soon as he clapped his little kitty eyes on him and quickly made the decision that his new favorite person was Yorix. Oh, he still loved me, but if Yorix was there, he made a beeline for him.

“Okay, I’m as ready as I’ll ever be!” I said brightly, and Yorix put down the feather teaser.

“We’ll play more later,” he promised Charlie, who glared at me, before turning his back to me entirely in true feline dramatic fashion, and began washing his back leg. Yorix stood up, walking towards me with a look of appreciation upon his face.

“I hate to think of all the other males seeing your great beauty,” he growled softly.

“Stop it,” I laughed. “I know I’m far from looking like a troll, but I’m no supermodel.”

“To me, you are the most beautiful female in all the universe. And it is not only because I love you.”

My heart skipped a beat. “You love me?” I asked softly, placing my hand over my heart as if to urge it to keep beating.

He inclined his head. “Before you, I was half a male. You have completed me.”

I crossed the short distance to him, turning my face up to his so I could kiss him.

“I know it’s early, but…yeah. I feel it too. It’s more than the absolutely fantastic sex. It’s all the in-between times we’ve shared so far, too. It’s like we’re on the same wavelength and everything is as it should be. It feels new, yet also as if it’s the way we always were.”

Yorix nodded. “It is because we are perfectly suited, and the stars themselves always meant for us to be together.”

“Like fated mats,” I whispered.

“Exactly that,” he agreed, taking my hand and leading me to the front door. “I already fed Charlie his Tiki Cat, and he has his Meow Mix in his bowl.”

“Guess we’re all set then,” I replied as the front door opened to let us out. It was two short walks and an elevator ride to reach the small shuttle bay on the opposite side of the ship from where we’d arrived. Since Chris lived on another ship, we had to shuttle over, which was a fifteen minute ride.

“This time last week, public transport to me was taking the subway or catching a bus, or calling an Uber,” I chuckled as we disembarked. “Look at me now! Elevators that move in almost all directions and flying saucer shuttle buses!”