Chapter 23

What's wrong with me? She asked herself. Terre had woken up with a dreamy look on her face, and her cheek rubbing against something smooth and warm. When her eyes fluttered open, she realised she was snuggling against Damon's strong chest. His arms ensnared her to him, and from his steady breathing, he was still asleep. Terre smiled and placed a tender kiss on his chest, and then recoiled with confusion. What iswrong with me? Why does the thought of kissing him…and holding him…sound nice? She turned in his arms, careful not to wake him. We aren't even the same species.

Yes you are. And inner voice reminded her. No we are not. We are completely different.

That didn't stop Kim and Katel.

"Grrr." She growled, and then bit her lips together. But Damon didn't wake up. Stupid, stupid. I could have woken him up. She shivered and turned to snuggle against him again. Her black eyes opened again, and she stared at his chest. he has certainly changed since we first met. He was a good few feet taller now, his body lean and very muscular, and bulk with strength. His body oddly enough, wasn't spiky at the back. The other shadow (that bastard) as she called it in her mind, had four large spikes on it's back. But Damon didn't. He also walked on two legs now, and seemed very human.

Was he adapting?

He must be, and he is acting like her. Not only is he walking on two feet, but he has learnt to use his hands like she does. Like when he took the keys from the dark meat bag's pocket. Wow…since when did I call them meat bags?

Since you started acting like a Queen.

She growled to herself, and turned in his arms again. This time more roughly. I am not a queen. Technically maybe, but I am not a leader or anything like that queen who 'sired' me was. So why am I changing so much? She rolled her eyes. That answered herself. I am changing, inside as well as out. So obviously as well as the chemical functions of my anatomy and blood system, my hormone levels and brain activity will alter to the speed and patterns of the Queen Shadow, do my behaviour will obviously be affected by these changes. She chuckled. She may be a Queen, but she was still a…how did it go?...Nerd?

She imagined Damon interrupting at that point, and insisting she was perfect as she was. This brought a warm smile to her lips, and then she pursed her lips together in a pout. Don't go starting that again!

Again she growled and tossed herself over in his arms, to face his chest. Grrr….this isn't helping. She turned over just as roughly as before, and didn't notice that he hadn't been breathing softly on her head for quite some time now. That's it. I need to go for a walk and clear my mind. She then reached over to the other side of the bed, and carefully wriggled out of bed. Terre looked down at her clothes, and straightened herself out.

Well, as much as you could straighten out a long brown hanging cloth and boob tube. Which was oddly tight today. She then gasped as she looked down at herself. I did not have that before I went to sleep. She ran a hand over her stomach, and a rippling six pack. Her legs were also muscular, and her arms toned to perfection. She made a muscle man pose, and went wide eyed at how muscular she was. She was just grateful that she still had her curves and femininity, or she would look gross. Terre looked down at her breasts, and realised why her top was too tight. Her breasts were struggling to get free from the boob tube, and it was starting to hurt. Terre was glad there was an adjusting hook at the back, and she made her top bigger. With a relieved sigh, she ran a hand through her hair, and smiled when she wasn't greeted by greasy blonde hair. It felt like she had just washed it, and like silk. Even her black bangs.

Terre finally walked out the room, and down the hall. She looks out the windows and into space as the ship drives on autopilot. She then comes to the training hall, and smacks herself in the face when she realises that she left them locked together all night. So she rubbed her hands together, and grabbed hold of the wooden bar. She pushed up on it, and was surprised when it felt really light. Paper light actually.

She shrugged and tossed it aside. Slowly, she pushed the doors open, and couldn't help it. Aww how sweet. They just held each other all night. I mean, their clothes are still on, and in place. And from the dreamy look on Kim's face, they made up. Katel and Kim were laid on the floor by a pillar, Kim laid in Katel's arms, and they slept soundly. I think I will eave them for a while. She decided, and closed the doors softly. Now why did I come here again? Oh yes, to clear my head. Terre sighed and leaned against a railing, looking into space. I'm happy for Kim. She's found the love she has been looking for all her life. She deserves him. she smiled softly, and rested her chin on her fist. Her elbow on the railing. Now I just need to find the love of my life, and we are a pair.

But you have found the love of your life. She growled at her inner voice again, who was nagging at her a lot lately. Damon is my worrier.

Who ever said anything about Damon? Now she really growled, being bested by your common sense was not good for your mood. He probably doesn't even think of me that way.

Even though you think of him like that.

Leave me alone. When I want a conscious, I will ask for one! After a few moments of silence, she sighed. Is it that obvious?

Terre had been looking at Damon in a new light more and more over time. Their friendship grew, and she whimpered. Last night, she would have done anything, anything for him. But he didn't make a move. Not unless I order him to. But no girl wants to have to order the one they love to love them. Right? And what if he didn't even think of her in that way?

Oh my god, I am talking as if I am attracted to Damon. What a joke! She tried to kid herself…but it didn't wash. Damn. But I can't. I mean, I do remember what Katel said. There will be no breeding between me and Damon. Not that I particularly want to breed… she smirked devilishly, and then scolded herself for it. What was that about not being attracted to Damon?

This is usually the part where Terre went to Kim, told her what she thought, and waited for advise. But Kim wasn't there for her know. She was in the arms of her lover and now mate. Probably.

So she was alone, again, and had to rely on her own judgement. She noticed she had to do that a lot lately. Well, I mean, we could be safe… she then smacked her face literally. "Yeah, right. Because that would work." For all she knew, it was impossible for them to…you know…

Not that she was thinking about that or anything.

Since when did I think like this? It sounds as if I want to mate with him. I mean have sex, damn I am not sounding like myself anymore! She whimpered and lowered her face into her arms, now folded on the railing. This is nothing, you can overcome this. It is nothing. She kept repeating this over and over in her mind. But she couldn't force herself to believe it. "Damn." She rose her head up. There is only ever one way to face your problems, and that is head on. Well, it works for Kim, I hope it works for me.

Terre turned and walked back to her room. She opened the door, and looked…to the empty bed. Where… She ran inside, and franticly started to look around the room. She ran in the bathroom, not there. Next she ran back inside, and dropped to all fours. She pocked her head under the bed, and looked there. "Damon!"

"Yes my queen?" she jumped and banged her head on the bed above her. "My Queen!" two large, powerful clawed hands grabbed her hips, and pulled her out from under the bed. She was soon up in his arms, and being cradled gently. Terre rubbed her head, but it was nothing serious. "Are you harmed?"

"No, I'm fine. You just made me jump." She then raised a blonde eyebrow, and looked up at him. "Where were you?"

"At which time?"

"Just now?" Damon walked over to the bed, and sat her down. He then crawled onto it, and sat behind her. One large leg came at either side of her, and he placed his hands on her shoulders.

"I was where I should be. With you."

"But I just came back." When he didn't respond, she looked over her shoulder at him, very suspicious. "Did you follow me?"

"I am your worrier My Queen. My duty is to protect you."

"A a a!" she turned round and threw her legs over his lap, pointing up at him. "I didn't ask what your duty was. I asked you is you followed me or not. Did you?" Damon gulped, and nodded. "So you were there, with me, all the time?" he nodded again. "So when I was panicking and looking for you, why didn't you just say you were there?" he didn't answer at first. The real reason was, he was about to tell her where he was…when she dropped to all fours, and crawled with her bum in the air…and he had to claw at the wall to stop himself jumping her. She was fertile after all, and DAMN attractive when she sashayed her hips…and waved her hair, and moved, and breathed…and just…was. She was just irresistible, and yet he forced himself to resist the one thing he wants.

His Queen. "Well?"

"I revealed myself when the time was right. And you looked like you wanted to be left alone. You did leave me behind after all…" he sulked slightly.

"If you knew I wanted to be alone, why did you follow me?" he looked away. She had him there. Once again, the real reason was that he couldn't bare to be away from her, for any length of time.

"So keep watch over you. We are still on a hunter's vessel after all."

"You are just as bad as Katel." She play smacked his shoulder. "He is suspicious and doesn't trust you, and you are the same with him."

"When it comes to your safety, I can not be suspicious enough." Terre looked up at him, touched by how much care was in his voice. Even if his voice hissed slightly, she could tell he cared.

"You really care about me, don't you? And not just as a Queen to protect." She wanted to smack herself when she said that. I meant to say that in my head! Not aloud! For a while, Damon was perfectly still. He then wrapped one arm around her back to hold her to him, the other reached for the collar around her neck. She had forgotten she was wearing it again. She put it on last night so that she could talk off Kim if they escaped the training hall and ambushed them.

He curled his long fingers around it, and pulled it free from her. She just looked up to him, in a trance, and feeling a familiar tingling sensation in her abdomen again. It burned suddenly, when he rubbed his lips over her forehead. She whimpered, and placed her hands on his chest. Damon had done this action like he had done before, to sooth her. But he heard her whimper and cocked his head to one side. Still innocently, he traced her face with his lips. Her hands crawled up his chest and took a tight hold of his shoulders. She shifted on his lap, and straddled him. He breathed on her face, and blew hot air on her neck. She moaned and pushed his shoulders hard, sending him backwards. He was now on his back and looked up as Terre crawled over him. She straddled him again, full on, her eyes glazed over with lust and lips parted. Her chest rose and fell with her laboured breaths. Damon held her hips, and she instinctively bucked forward. As soon as she had ground her pelvis against him once, she gasped and looked down at him. His head was back, and he was hissing with delight. Not registering her shock, he pulled her down onto the bed, and laid ontop of her.

"At last, you are ready." he groaned with a hiss, before his mouth smashed with hers. At first Terre didn't know what to do, until his tongue penetrated her mouth. She moaned and grasped each side of his face, pulling him deeper into her mouth. Her legs flew around him, and trapped him there.

Not that he was going anywhere.

Damon thrust his tongue in her mouth, as if showing her just what he was going to do to her. This drew another whimper from her, and his tail flailed behind him madly. With one super sharp claw, he tore the back of her top, and it flew to the other side of the room. Terre gasped for air when he released her mouth, and made quick work of sinking his teeth into her hanging cloth. He tore it to pieces, and ragged it off her. Terre lay there, naked and de-clothed in a similar fashion to back on earth, by the other worrier. But this time, she wasn't afraid. This time, she was aroused beyond hell and grabbed his shoulders, pulling him back up to kiss her again. Their tongues battled once more, and again, Terre trapped Damon to him with her legs around his waist. She had only a brief amount of time to look down, and see something…

"Where the hell did THAT come from?" but he didn't answer her. Instead, he made her yowl with ecstasy as he thrust into her powerfully. Her hands dug into his shoulders, and she arched her back. It stung like hell, and tears fell down her face, but she soon noticed that Damon had stopped. She turned her head back and looked up at him.

Gently, he trailed kisses over every inch of her face, staying perfectly still while she got used to him. He licked her tears away, and held her to him.

"The reason I followed you, and will always follow you. The reason I care for you so much, and will die for you, is…because…" he tenderly kissed her lips, and then whispered. "I love you." Those three words made more of an impact than the longest love poem in the universe. It meant more to her than Damon would ever know, and she made a decision from just those three words.

"And I love you too Damon. And…I want to have a hive with you." He smiled brighter than she could remember, brighter than when she said he could be male, than whenever she was kind to him. He kissed her so passionately, it washed all the pain away.

"And now I am complete. For I want nothing more than to father your beautiful children."

"Oh Damon." Terre threw her arms around his neck, and sealed her lips to his. She didn't need to ask for him to love her, as he slowly began to pulled out of her, and then crashed back inside of her. Terre whimpered and shrieked with pleasure with each thrust, which increased with speed and velocity each time. Very soon, Terre was covered in a sheen of sweat, her hair clad to her skin and her world on fire. Her hands roamed over his body, and she arched to buck against each one of his thrusts. Damon pounded into her faster, and yet cradled her body to him as if she was the most delicate rose in existence. Their mouths and tongues raged as they writhed together, their bodies rhythmically grinding together in the heat of passion.

Finally, after Damon had suckled on each breast, and kissed ever part of her body, Terre threw her head back and grasped at his arms for support, as her orgasm rocketed through her. She was falling off the edge of oblivion, and Damon was her only anchor. Waves and waves of pleasure wracked her body and her face showed it. She tightened around him, and Damon fell off that same cliff as she did. They hurdled down together into the same pit of desire, and didn't come down from their high until every last drop of his seed burst into her womb. They still glowed as Damon withdrew from her, and spooned her against him.

And they both panted as they lay there, on the bed, wet and spent of all energy. Terre kissed Damon's lips. And found it hard to stay awake. "My Queen. You are exhausted. You must sleep."

"But, if Kim comes in…the door is open…"

"I will watch over you, as I always will."

"I know…and love you Damon…" she slipped off into sleep, and Damon wrapped his arms and tail around her. He licked her cheek, and one hand held her womb.

"I will give you everything you deserve my Queen. And now, you will have what I have always wanted you to have, and have always wanted to give you. A hive." He held her, knowing that as they slept, possibly hundreds of lives were multiplying and growing within the Queen beside him, the woman he loved. "And I will ensure you are safe, to have and rule your hive. I swear it."

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