Chapter 17

"I am so bloody mad." Kim was tapping her foot on the floor, the metal of her sandals making echoes in her room. She had her eyes closed and was scowling like usual. "Bloody hell." She cursed again.

Bloody hell. Katel finally gets his, and her, feelings for each other known and in the open, and what happens? A flipping Queen gets activated. Swell. All she wanted was to actually be with Katel, she was having lots of fun…until the computer alarm system would go off and Katel would bugga off to train or to sleep. Damn alarm. After this is over, I am getting that damn thing turned off. Bloody hell. "Bloody hell!"

"Bad mood?" Kim opened her eyes to see Katel leaning against the door frame with one shoulder, and his arms crossed. This gave him a very, very bad boy look. Kim cursed herself as her observations must have been readable from her face. "Or is that a good mood?" he sniggered and Kim returned to scowling.

"Bad mood thank you very much."

"Well, get over it before we leave. On the hunt you must be focused and prepared for anything."

"I know, I know. you gave me the frikkin 3 hour lecture this morning, that, before you made me suit up, dictate how to use each weapon and tell me the lecture, again." Katel roared and pulled away from the wall.

"Watch your tongue! I am your elder and teacher. You will show me respect."

"Now who's in the bad mood?" he looked to be contemplating saying something, but decided against it and sighed.

"I was only scrupulous with you to make sure that you don't get killed by either hard meat, or human. You can not trust your pray, even if they are technically the same species as you."

"Awwww." Kim perked up and jumped to her feet, before skipping to Katel. She bent forward in a childish fashion and smirked up at him. "So that is your way of saying, I don't want anything to happen to you so I wanted to make sure that you were safe?"

"Humph! Get your armour back on."

"It is on."

"No it isn't. your armour is not complete without all of your weapons attached, or without your mask. Put, them, on!"

"Gosh, alright already. I just thought you were trying to be sweet for a moment there…guess I was wrong…" Katel couldn't help but notice the disappointed look on her face as she turned away and started clipping spears, knifes and other weapons to her like instructed. When she looked to be struggling with the shoulder cannon, Katel used this as an excuse to get closer to her.

"Here, like this." He pressed his back flat against hers and slotted it until it fit tightly in place. He lingered a moment and rested his hands on her shoulders. "I…don't get yourself killed."

"I'll keep that in mind." She huffed. He was being so cold with her. Or was it retrained? He was definitely being a control freak, that was for sure.

"Kim I." he trailed off and slid his claws gently down her arms. His tips of his claws gently stroked the bare sides of her shoulders and upper arm. "I have your back. You have little training so if you need help, never feel that you can not ask for it. I will be right there and."

"I knew you cared!" she span round and jumped at him. she clung to his chest armour and her legs wrapped around his waist. "I knew it!" he rested his hands on her back to keep steady, and to hold her tightly against him.

"Of course I care. I just, don't know how to say it very well. I am not the most 'flowered of tongues' when it comes to caring. Now get down! You look like a pup clinging to its mother!"

"More like my daddy. Unless there is something your not telling me?"

"Kim? Are you asking me if I am female?" Katel smirked as she just giggled against him. He lowered one hand to clasp her bum, (AN: only to support her naturally. He didn't take any pleasure in it. .- my ass he didn't!), ran his other claw through her gorgeous, black braided hair and resisted the urge to snap her face back, roar and cash her head back onto, and into, his mouth. "Because if you are uncertain then."

"Beep Beep. Beep Beep."

"I am going to bloody SMASH that thing!"

"What was that?"

"Oh me? Erm, nothing. I guess that means we should be going huh?"

"Yes. Put your mask on and I will meet you in the control room. from there we will program a pod and find our Hard meat nest. We just need the computer to take the readings for us to how many there are, where they are and where the Queen is. Meet you there."

"Oh Katel, one more thing."

"What? We need to be going."

"Katel?"

"What!"

"You need to put me down first." Katel was so glad that he was already wearing his mask or the blush on his golden cheeks would have been to embarrassing to bare.

"Of course." He set her down and hurried from the room as fast as he could. "Damn female and her damn gorgeous intoxicating body." He muttered finally once he was out of sight. He sighed and sat in the main chair. He pressed a large blue button and a hologram of the planet appeared. There billions of white dots, all moving all over the sphere and only two, black ones. He pressed one claw at the area of the world image where the two black dots were and the image zoomed in to that specific area. Then there were millions of white dots in that part of the large country and still only two black dots. He zoomed in again and again until there was a sketch of an ooman base. It had about a hundred or so levels and were mostly deep underground. In the very basement of the building were the two back dots. One was larger than the other and that would normally suggest the Queen. But the heat coming from the smaller of the two focus dots would also suggest a Queen. And only one would be a Queen as they didn't look, from the dots, to have any squabbles with each other. There can only ever be one Queen. If two or more Queens ever met in the same place, there was, as oomans liked to say, a battle royal until there is only one Queen left standing. They hate each other and that is why all female hard meat flee from the hive before maturity, but not before fertility is achieved.

So why is this picture all wrong?

The Queen gives off the most heat and is always, always larger then the rest of the hive. Yet, one is larger, and the other gives off more heat. But then again, oomans have twisted methods of research and love to play God with genetic engineering. One could be a Queen and the other a freak hybrid or reject. He would have to assume from the data, that the larger one was the Queen. Sure, the natural temperature was all wrong, but a Queen was built mainly to create the hive. So she had to be large to produce so many offspring at once. But there was something else wrong with this picture. There was only two. A Queen would have thousands of eggs at a time and yet, there were no eggs present on the entire planet. According to the scan, the Queen 'most likely' only produced one egg, it hatched, the face hugger implanted the embryo into an ooman/creature, chestated, emerged, and is now at its Queen's side. But that was all wrong. Not only would the Queen never, ever only produce one egg, but it would not be kept with the Queen as it would no doubt sacrifice its life to help her escape. But then again, the ship from the day before could have been carrying the second hard meat. But then, why would they fly, either a Queen or a none Queen from another hive, stick it in a pen with either the none Queen or the Queen for the hell of it?

Unless.

"…The oomans wish to breed her."

"What's this talk of breeding?"

"KIM!" Katel jumped out of his skin (AN: metaphorically doi!) and fell out of his chair. When he finally got his breath back, he looked up to see Kim stood over him and smiling down at him.

"Did I make you jump? Or did this damn female and her gorgeous intoxicating body make you go all screwy again?" the wicked smirk on her face told Katel that she had heard everything he had said after he had left the room, that, and she had just repeated it.

"Sneaky Vixen!"

"Ooo, pet names huh? I guess vixen isn't too bad. A hell of a lot better than 'chick'." Katel got to his feet and tried not to jump Kim for shocking him. She would pay for that later…

"What are you looking so smug about young blood?"

"Well I just, what the hell did you just call me?"

"Young blood. While you are in my training you are the young blood and I am the elder."

"You mean, like a kid, err, pup?"

"Yes. Just like a pup. I may just call you that."

"You do, and I'll call you daddy!"

"Come on pup; put your armour and weapons away where you found them."

"Ok, you are not, NOT going to call me that ok? And why?"

"There are only two signatures that belong to hard meats. Not a worthy hunt. So we are not leaving just yet."

"Oh, SO YOU BUGGERED OFF LAST NIGHT FOR NOTHING!"

"Why, are you a little sore about that?" her lips were pursed shut and she glowered at him.

"Not at all, Daddy. I am out of here before I lose it!" she turned on her heels and Katel was about to tell her how rude it was to turn your back to your elder when she looked round at him again.

"Please program that thing, alarm, not to go off until an actual, worthy hunt is pending, ok? Good!" she stormed off and put all of her heavy armour back on its stand in her room. Her weapons hung on her wall and she collapsed on the bed. The fur tickling her neck and ears and made her giggle slightly. She had to admit, when it came to beds and clothing, the predators or Yautja as they call themselves, know what their doing. Her hanging cloth looked dainty and revealing, and yet always stayed in place and kept the wearer cool at all times. And the bikini like top she was wearing gave her much more support than her old bra had. And she was always cool in it. Everything, the beds, the clothes, everything was practical and comfortable. As for the weapons, they were experts there too. Everything was dangerous, deadly and above all, efficient to the end. Not to mention that, along with the armour, was lighter than anything a human or machine could produce. And it was more durable than anything a human or a machine could produce. So basically, Kim bowed before the Yautja and their craftsmanship. "Hats off to the Yautja…"

"Thank you." Kim gasped as Katel stood in her door way, completely naked from head to foot. His long black dreads cascaded from his head and round his shoulders. His amber eyes glistened, his head was cocked to one side and his lower mandibles were spread slightly. Not aggressively, but more proactively. He had one arm rested against the door frame and the other hand was in a fist against his side. Looking like a dashing Sex God in his own right. Then her eyes travelled lower and traced down his strong neck, to his birth mark that covered his large, toned and very muscular torso in the shape of a black fire. That was how he was making her feel right now, burning like a fire. Just standing there made her want to have an orgasm. Her eyes dropped again and soon met with his large, in humanly large groin. Her eyes almost popped out of her head from the mere size of him! Boy that is going to hurt! She even looked over his muscular thighs and lower legs. Man! His entire body is pumped with muscles! Her eyes eventually made there way back to his face and boy, he was defiantly smirking. "I disabled the alarm like you said."

"So…no interruptions?"

"No interruptions." His voice had dropped to a dangerously seductive purr that made Kim quiver.

"No alarm?"

"No alarm." Katel was simply smirking at her as she hungrily looked him over. If she hadn't have been to occupied goggling at him, she would have noticed the lust filled glare he was giving her. And that he had found it hard to not look at her breasts as they rose and fell with her every breath.

She knelt up and slowly reached behind her. She unclasped her top and let it drop to the bed, discarding it to the floor with a flick of her wrist. Now Kim smirked as Katel began to growl and couldn't resist herself. She sat back on her hands and bum, purposely making her boobs bounce and was rewarded with a thick musk. "I believe I said that I would remove that hanging cloth from you whilst begging for you to be my mate."

"Well, then you better come over here and start. I doubt that you can reach from all the way over there." Already having difficulty breathing, Kim laid back and watched as Katel circled the bed. His eyes burned with desires that have existed since the first male and female. He climbed over the bed and crouched over her. He leaned down and growled in her ear. Softy, he began trailing his mandibles down her neck and jaw line. But Kim didn't want to be teased, she wanted Katel and she wanted him now! "Remember when you described me?"

"Yes." His hands slowly traced every curve of her body. Starting with her neck, her shoulders and arms, her breasts, her hips and waist, and all the way back up again.

"Remember when you said I could be aggressive? You purred the word aggressive. Does that mean you liked it?"

"Yes, it did."

"Good!" she took a tight hold of his shoulders and threw him off her and onto his back. She smirked down at his lust drugged face and bit her lip. "Because I hate being teased." She moved over him and straddled him, but not full on. Just close enough to feel the heat radiate from him…especially lower down. "Let's see how you like being teased…" Kim crawled down his body and sat in between his open legs.

"What are you doing?" he didn't get an answer as Kim began to plant tender, lingering kisses on the inside of his thighs. She worked her way closer and closer to where he obviously wanted her to be. He clawed the bed covers and tried not to become aroused too soon. But she was making it very, very difficult for him.

"S Stop it."

"What was that?" she leaned directly over his member and made sure to breathe on it slightly.

"Stop it before I flip you over and fuck you senseless."

"Will you do that if I don't stop?" she smirked evilly and opened her mouth. She leaned in and breathed on it so close, that it was still hot from her mouth, her lips were only just not touching him.

"DAMN IT!" Katel roared and took a tight hold of her shoulders, pulled her up to face him and pinned her beneath him. He held both of her wrists above her head with one hand and reached under the mattress for something.

"What are you doing?" when he returned to looking straight at her, he had a long piece thick, of red fabric that looked like a flat rope. "Katel, tell me that isn't what I think it is."

"I told you before." He pulled her up to face him perfectly and placed one of her hands on either side of a bar of the bed post. "I said that you were a bad female that needs to be punished. You were disrespectful to me and as your Elder, I have compelling evidence to have to tie you up until you learn the error of your ways, young blood."

"What evidence?" he began tying the rope around the first wrist and to the bar and she started to get worried.

"Well, firstly the lack of respect you give me, the first time you came to my ship you tried to stab my brother, and play a treacherous trick on me, also wrong and in need of righting, you then proceed to crying and making me want to rightfully want to rip my heart out over you, so you have also learned to manipulate how I feel. You tried to seduce me through your hunts into bed, then you tried to seduce me to let you out of training and further allured me back to your quarters. Not only that, but you then ease drop on your higher ranking Elder and are not smart enough to keep your knowledge to yourself and as a result, embarrass me. Then you turn your back on me and storm out before I can say a thing to stop you. I do believe." He finished tying the second wrist and double knotted it. "That is enough compelling, undisputable evidence to skip the trail and go straight to the sentence."

"Which is?"

"De-clothing, what's left, restraining, done, and of course. My favourite part." He pulled her legs apart and yanked the hanging cloth down her legs, only pausing to marvel at her divine body. "Screwing to oblivion."

"Don't worry; I will take my beating like a warrior." Kim was past turned on now; she was all out aroused from being naked with a nude Katel onto of her, tied up and feeling helpless about it. The knowledge that she wouldn't be able to stop him from doing what ever he pleased was almost as arousing as having a 7 foot God with the body of an Adonis between her legs.

He trailed his mandibles over one breast and slowly nipped her nipple, until it was hard in his mouth.

"You like that?"

"Do not tease me or you will regret it."

"How so?" he mused, trailing his mandibles down her body, lower and lower.

"Because after this, I will not let you touch me so there. See how you like that!"

"Like you could stop me."

"And why not…ah!" Katel had poised himself between her legs ready, his now pulsing shaft just touching her entrance. She watched as he unclipped something from behind his head. She recognised the translator and been wondering how he was talking English without it. Katel put it on the bed side stool and buried his face in her neck. His sharp tusks nipping at her skin and his hands traced the insides of her legs to her knees. He lifted them up and Kim instantly wrapped her legs around him. he began making clicking noises from deep in his throat and slowly sank into the space between her legs. Kim moaned as he began to fill her inside, inch by inch, her inner walls exploding with dancing sparks from every slight movement he made. So when he finally thrust deep into her, you can imagine the reaction. She screamed his name and arched her back. The sound of something ripping made him stop and panic. Kim reached up and stroked his face, pulling him into a heated kiss. "Don't worry about that noise; it happens with women the first time." Reassured, Katel's growl purred and became louder as he thrust into her again. This time making her thrash her head from side to side. Kim opened her mouth wide and mimicked a very realistic roar. This sent shivers of pleasure down his spine, as it sounded like a sexual call and spurred him on. Their entire bodies were interlocked and rocking back and forth in a steady rhythm. Kim didn't mind letting Katel dictate the pace as he touched every point of pleasure her body had to offer. As he thrust again, Kim met him and arched her back, thrusting against him and pulling him even further into her. Katel roared and his pace quickened. He had tried so hard to keep control and but damn it, all control was lost and his breath became almost as laboured as Kim's. He ground her vigorously against the bed and muffled her moans of pleasure with his mouth. Then he felt her tighten around him. Her climax was drawing close. He quickened again as the sweat from their bodies mixed and blended together, a lot like the rest of their bodies did.

"KATEL!" she moaned loudly as her orgasm hit her in a wave of raw pleasure. Her natural lubricant spilling from her womanhood and all over Katel. His climax was that far behind as he threw his head back and roared loud enough to make the entire ship quiver. But not as much as Kim did. He soon felt his seed burst into her and their thrusting became weaker and weaker. When they finally stopped, Katel found it hard not to just collapse on her from exhaustion. He pulled away, withdrew himself from her and laid next to her. Panting heavily, Kim turned to her side and cuddled up to Katel, who proved to be just as hot and sweaty as she was.

"I know you (pant) can't say anything. But I just (pant) want to say that that was amazing. In my terms, wow."

"Wow indeed…"

Well…this is a much better mood than I was in this morning. This mood, I like.