Hide to Stay Alive (Club Release 1) (36 page)

Din LarPe goes over to the
lounges with Lank cuffed to her. Her leather skirt and top are a
pretty shade of blue and her stilettos match perfectly. I watch as
she pulls the pretty maroon male into her lap and begins stroking
him. In no time the female warrior has her seema writhing in
need.

She pulls his hair and
says something into his ear. A tremor rocks him and then he reaches
out and frees her breast. A heartbeat later, Lank leans forward and
starts sucking her striped nipple.

Movement to my side draws
my attention. Ugh. It’s that whiny warrior who pointed out the
slight upturn of my nose. Zar’s arms tighten around me for a brief
moment. His reassuring gesture is sweet. I pat his thickly muscled
arm in thanks and get a kiss on the head in return. My heart swells
with more love for him. I’m lucky to have Zar.

“
What do you need, Din
Helde?” Von asks in a long-suffering tone.

Looks like I’m not the
only one who doesn’t like the male.

“
Your bar is out of
gritlo.” Din Helde puts his hands on his slender hips and frowns.
“A bar shouldn’t ever run out of drinks that are on the menu. It’s
unprofessional. You need to watch your inventory
better.”

Von sighs as he leans
forward in his chair. “One of our suppliers had a family tragedy.
Two of their sons died in an accident a few days ago. We are giving
them time to mourn their loss. I’m sure we’ll have the ingredients
for gritlo soon. Tell Din Soja I said to give you a drink on the
house.”

Din Helde drops his arms
from his hips and looks satisfied. “Thank you, Din Von. You should
have the bartenders put up a sign so the customers will know what’s
going on.”

“
I’ll take that into
consideration,” Von placates in a low tone.

With a short nod, Din
Helde turns and heads toward the bar.

Tairin leans in closer and
in a hushed tone says, “If Helde JarFe didn’t bring in so much
business, I’d call a vote to get his whiny ass banned from the
club.”

“
I’d go along with you,”
Von agrees. “It’s a shame we can’t boot him out.”

“
Being an owner is not easy
or glamorous that’s for sure,” Zar adds as his gaze drifts over the
crowd.

Lingma and Babshi coming
to the table has all the guys grinning. The two females are a
welcome sight. They liven the air with their flirty smiles and
sweet attitudes.

Von and Tairin quickly pat
their laps in invitation. Lingma swishes her green tail around as
she sits on Von’s lap. Babshi laughs when Tairin slaps her ass and
then pulls her into his lap. Hauk waves a nearby plaything over and
has her straddle him.

Din Hauk QuanLo and his
brother, Din Ash QuanLo, are new to me. The massive males have
intricately designed tattoos running up their arms and under their
short-sleeves. Their beards and shoulder length hair add to their
appeal. From what I’ve seen of them, they appear to be just as nice
as the other owners. All of the owners around our table are in
heated embraces at the moment.

Once again the air in the
club turns sensual. I’m amazed at how quickly things change here in
the club. I feel my own arousal rising as the others start
caressing and kissing each other. The erotic environment has me
squirming in no time.

Din Zar takes a drink of
his stros and then offers me a drink. I take a sip and lick my lips
invitingly. Zar caresses my shoulder and growls softly. “Soon,
little one.”

Heat swirls through me. I
press my thighs together and hang onto the promise in Zar’s
tone.

Zar taps Din Ryk on the
shoulder and gestures toward a few free playthings hanging out at a
table. “You going to play some more?”

“
I’m good,” the warrior
answers casually.

“
Are you sick?” Zar
teases.

“
No.” Ryk’s gaze cuts over
to me and then goes back to Zar. “I think I need to change things
up. I’m going to start looking for a seema of my own.”

Zar runs a hand over my
thigh. “It’s nice to have the right female by your
side.”

I silently hope Din Ryk
finds the perfect seema for him. The sound of passionate moans
mingle with the beat as the other warriors are openly fucking the
playthings with wild abandon. I can’t help but watch. My own
arousal grows at the carnal scene before me.

A low growl rumbles up
Zar’s chest. “This is why we run the club, little one. Zaphinians
always have a lot of tension to release after a fight. It’s in our
blood. Without clubs we warriors will turn to fighting among
ourselves if we don’t have a way to work the tension out of our
systems.”

I can understand their
need. The guys had been edgier than normal tonight. Now as I look
around at them, they are more relaxed. Many have just finished
getting a piece and others are still in the sensual act. The feel
around them is much better. Calmer.

“
Since that’s the case, I’m
glad you and the others run this club.” I pull his head down and
kiss him full on the mouth. I long to show him how proud I am of
him.

I don’t end the kiss until
I’m sure he understands. While some of the others start talking, I
snuggle to my warrior. With the beat thrumming through me, I think
about how Zar makes me feel. At his deep inhale and then smile, I
know he’s aware of my feelings.

I rub his chest and kiss
his neck. I love the feel of his shoulder length hair caressing my
face. Zar growls lightly as his hand flips my skirt up. I groan
when his fingers begin caressing my slick folds. Covertly, I glance
around and see Ryk and Hauk watching Zar play with my
pussy.

The heat in their gazes
doesn’t embarrass me. Happiness fills my soul. Tonight has
repeatedly proven to me that I’m more than capable of meeting all
of my warrior’s needs.

CHAPTER

38

~ Zar ~

♥

The tip of a pink tongue
darts out and joyously licks frosting from a full lower
lip.

The sweet sounds coming
from Hallie as she eats the blisbom Von dropped off for me are
music to my ears. The sight of her enjoying the confection has my
blood pumping through my veins.

I love how she savors each
part of the dessert. Her fork sporadically goes for the different
layers. Fruit, cake, pudding, frosting. I never know what she’ll go
for next.

What’s obvious is that
she’s going to love the layer she goes for. Just the way I love all
the layers of her personality. Yes, I love every bit of
her.

Across our living room, I
see a flash of yellow leaning to catch a whiff of Hallie. I
understand the flower’s desire.

Hallie eats the last bite
of her blisbom with her eyes closed and a look of pure satisfaction
on her lovely face. My vents and nostrils flare as desire runs
rampant through my groin. I want to give her an even higher level
of satisfaction—in a whole different way. My cock swells at that
thought.

When her eyelids snap
open, I’m instantly enthralled by the sensual gleam in her eyes.
She puts her plate on the table near the couch and then turns and
practically leaps into my lap.

I eagerly catch her. Her
lips press to mine and within seconds her questing tongue begs
entrance. I readily open to her. Sweetness floods my taste buds as
Hallie explores my mouth.

I let her lead the kiss
for at least a minute. The dominant side of me can only handle so
much of this. With a growl, I take over the delicious kiss. My
tongue battles hers and wins. I moan as I savor her taste. My hands
urgently roam her soft curves.

When her hands find the
fastener of my pants and start working it, I jerk myself out of the
sensual haze surrounding me. I pull back even though my cock
protects by throbbing painfully.

Ignoring my discomfort as
any true warrior would, I take a deep breathe. Hallie’s arousal
fills my senses making me wish I hadn’t just done that.

The mission. I must focus
on the mission. Turn my seema into my kesdy.

“
What’s wrong?” she asks.
Her cheeks are flushed and her eyes are filled with
desire.

I love this look on her. I
touch her pink cheek and stare into her expressive eyes. “You not
wearing my mark.” An overpowering urge to see my family sign on her
delicate body has the beast in me rearing up. My claws come
out.

“
Your mark?” Confusion
scents the air around her.

“
Yes, my mark.” I pull off
my shirt and touch the symbol on my chest. “When a zaphinian male
finds a female he wants to be one with, he puts his family mark on
her hip. That mark means she’s claimed forever.”

Dark brows draw together
and her lips purse for a moment as she thinks. Her gaze lifts and
bores into mine. “You mean claimed as in married? With your mark
I’d be your wife?” The scent of hope and uncontained excitement
flavors the air around Hallie.

My heart beats faster as
the beast in me responds to her emotions. It wants to roll her over
and claim her right now—no further explanations needed. Squashing
that animalistic need is hard but I do it.

“
Yes, on Zaphin the word
wife is kesdy and husband is keslon.” I inhale her precious scent
and savor it. “Will you be my kesdy?”

Joy lights her whole face
and adds a new layer to her excited scent. “Yes, yes, yes. I love
you so much. I can’t think of a future without you in it.” She
stops and frowns for a second. Her gaze locks with mine. Her scent
now has a hint of nervousness to it. “Do we have to go through a
ceremony first?”

“
No, we don’t have marriage
ceremonies. Your marked hip and scent will let others know you
belong to me. My mark on you will also extend your life to that of
a zaphinian,” I tell her and my heart lightens when her scent turns
happy again.

“
Some people on Earth still
go through a big ceremony. All though most of them don’t. I’m glad
we don’t have to. I don’t need a party. I just need you.” Her words
are soft and filled with love. They sink into my soul.

Her heartfelt statement
stirs the beast in me to new heights. “And you’re all I need.” A
possessive growl vibrates through my chest as I flip her over. With
her face down on the couch, I rip her skirt off and raise her hips
up.

A primal need takes over
my body. I thoroughly enjoy the wild rush. My senses sharpen as my
muscles react to the power surging through me. I place a claw on
Hallie’s right hip and then lean down and sink my fangs into her
left cheek.

Her body freezes when I
growl. Something deep within me takes over. My claw quickly etches
my family symbol into her soft flesh. As soon as the mark is
finished I apply more pressure with my fangs. Hallie screams as her
body convulses in pleasure. The smell of her slick release perfumes
the air and makes the beast in me go wild.

Need fires through my
veins hot and heavy. I remove my fangs from her rounded cheek and
rip my pants open. I growl ferally as I pull my cock out and shove
it into Hallie’s dripping pussy.

The feel of her inner
muscles still spasming from her orgasm forces a groan passed my
lips. Her quivering channel surrounding my pulsing shaft drives me
wild. I look at my mark on her hip. Satisfaction roars through
me.

Euphoria floods my soul as
I plunge in and out of my kesdy’s slick body. Mine! She belongs to
me. Another possessive growl rumbles through my chest. This time
the sound triggers something fiercely primal inside me.

I jerk and cry out as my
seed begins gushing from me like never before. It coats her soft
inner walls and continues to burst from me. On instinct, I pull out
and saturate my mark with cum. Only when the symbol is totally
covered does my seed stop pouring from my crown. Through my clear
shimmery cum I can see my mark. Satisfaction curls around my
chest.

I inhale the scent of my
possession. The beast in me calms a bit. My claws retract as a new
desire takes control of me.

I rest my hand on the seed
covered mark and rub it in. A deep level of satisfaction comes over
me. With my essence rubbed into my mark, all zaphinians will know
Hallie belongs to me. I growl lightly from pleasure. From now on I
can strengthen my scent on her by coming on my mark and rubbing it
in.

Peace fills my soul. I
reach down and guide Hallie up and into my lap. “I love you, Hallie
Mead TocGar, my little kesdy.” The ethereal light that fills her
eyes takes my breath away. She’s my world.