Chapter 73: Chapter 73
"You want me to use you?" Tempest’s eyes went wide.
She couldn’t believe that Dron had just said that. That was the worst idea anyone could ever think of. Not because she didn’t find him attractive it was clear that she did, but she was trying her hardest not to give in to her desire. Using him to help with what Mexyn explained would be a time where she was going to be nothing more than a ball of lust and hormones didn’t sound like it would be safe. At least not safe to keep her purity in tact.
She nearly gave it up simply because Dron kissed her.
"Yes. I want to make what is going to happen as easy as possible." Dron nodded his head.
"I don’t know. I’m not sure that’s a very good idea Dron. I don’t want to tease you like that. It seems like it would be sort of like torture. Why would you want to be part of that?"
"I’m sure it will be hard. Torture does sound like an accurate word still I’m not going to leave you hear to go through this by yourself. I’m your husband. It’s my job to make sure that you have everything that you need to get through it. At least what you will allow me to provide."
"So you want to help me come?" Tempest asked bluntly expecting to see some embarrassment on Dron’s face. There was none.
"Yes. I want to help you come until you can’t think about anything besides how good you feel. I want to watch you writhe in pleasure not pain. I want to hold you. I want to be here for every part of the process."
Tempest’s jaw dropped open. She couldn’t help but compare his answer to what she knew Sam would’ve said. She had to beg Sam to hold her when she was on her period so to think that he would go through the level of self control and torture that Dron was about to endure for her was laughable.
Tempest really hit the lottery when she chose Dron to be her mate.
"Okay. If you’re sure." Tempest shrugged. Honestly she was hoping that he would change his mind. That he’d think about what he was agreeing to and realize that it was crazy.
"Yes, I’m absolutely sure."
That was it then. Dron was going to help her through her heat. At least she didn’t have to go through it alone. Tempest wasn’t sure she would be able to do that. She was almost prepared to ask Mexyn what she did when she went through her heat alone but Tempest thought that was a bit too invasive of a question.
"Did you happen to hear what Mexyn suggested I could do for the non penetrative sex? Or do you have other options you think would be better or easier for us?" Tempest crossed her arms over her chest not because she was angry but simply because she thought she might break to pieces from embarassement at any second.
This was definitely not a comfortable conversation to have.
"I did hear a few things. I guess it depends on what you are open to."
"Have you used all the ...um...devices that she was talking about?"
Dron smirked, "I am perfectly trained in every instrument that can be used to bring you to release. It’s part of the curriculum for mate training."
"You’ve got to be kidding?" Tempest raised an eyebrow at him.
"Not at all. It’s a full four moon cycle course. I’m happy to let you know that I got a perfect score."
"Oh...wow." Tempest didn’t know how to respond to that. But she did know what it meant. It meant that she was about to have a really good time with Dron taking the lead. She was actually looking forward to starting this heat process.
"Yeah...wow." Dron continued to smirk at her.
"But what about you? What are you going to do? I still don’t want to torture you. How are you going to get some relief?"
Dron looked away for a second, "Unfortunately, relief isn’t in the cards for me."
"Why not?"
"I can’t achieve complete relief outside of my mate. It’s impossible for an alpha."
Tempest stared at him for a long moment. "Are you saying you can’t come?"
"No, I can not unless I’m in the mating process."
"So you don’t masterbate? I mean there has to be a way. What about everyone that doesn’t have a mate?"
"I can masterbate. But it only results in me being in more pain and unsatisfied. It’s fine. I’ll survive." Dron tried to walk away as if the conversation was over.
"Wait a minute." Tempest reached out and grabbed his arm, "so what we did on the couch the other day. That was like me torturing you even more. I feel like such a horrible person."
Dron reached up as if he were going to touch Tempest but was thinking against it. She took the decision away from him. She grabbed his hand and placed it on the side of her face. His touch softened as he leaned in.
"What we did the other night on the couch, was a highlight in my life. I don’t need to come to feel satisfied when it comes to you. I’ve never had another omega make me feel the way you did. I doubt I ever will again."
The sweetness, it was overloading Tempest’s heart. She hated that she was so hesitant when it came to giving up her virginity to Dron. She was seriously starting to believe that it had nothing to do with Dron but the fact that she feared he’d change once he got what he was after. Then she would have nothing to offer the next man who actually did love her. The man that she was supposed to spend the rest of her life with. That’s why she was doing all of this. Why she was holding back. She was waiting for the perfect man.
But what if Dron was the perfect alien?
She shook her head and tried to push the thoughts away. She didn’t want to think too much about that. She had too many other things to worry about.
"Well now that we’ve got that all settled, what are you planning on doing today?"
Dron stepped back, taking his hand with him. Tempest missed the feel of his skin against hers instantly.
"We still have several other classes to visit if we want to continue to show the community that you aren’t someone to be feared. Do you want to go visit somewhere else today?"
She knew that Dron was right. She couldn’t just stop at the military class. There were others that she had to connect with. "Yes, I think that’s a good idea. A great way to get out of the house. Maybe we can bring squab with us this time."
"No...absolutely not."
Tempest pouted. "Why not?"
"Having Squab is illegal. It’s a wild animal, it belongs in the forest. Not walked around like a companion. The guards would take him from you and put it in a conservatory until they could release it back in the wild."
Tempest gasped, "Oh no! That’s horrible. Okay, you’re right I definitely can’t risk that. Especially when he seems to be getting so acclimated to being with us."
Dron nodded, "I’ll get dressed. How long will it take for you to get ready?"
"Not long. A shower and then clothes. Easy as pie!"
"Pie?" Dron questioned.
Tempest chuckled, it was amazing to her that she kept forgetting that Dron didn’t know everything she did. They seemed to communicate so seamlessly.
"Yes pie. It’s a sweet desert that is usually actually pretty difficult to make. I’m not even sure where the expression came from but easy as pie is an expression on my world to signify that it’s no problem."
"Got it. Easy as pie."
Tempest shook her head and turned to walk away from him and go to her room and get herself together.
Dron hadn’t moved and when she looked over her shoulder she spied Dron ogling her as she walked away. His eyes were locked on her hips and ass.
She stopped and, in a move that was completely out of character for her she slowly swiped her hand along the area where he was standing before turning her head more in his direction. She blew him a kiss and he growled hungrily.
Tempest giggled and continued on his way.
Dron told her that he would be fine. That getting her through her heat was all he wanted to do. Based on the way he looked at her like he wanted to suck her off the bone she was starting to believe that it was going to be way more difficult than he was making it out to be.
All Tempest could hope was that Dron would be able to hold to his word. For both of their sakes.
