***AUTHOR'S NOTE***

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SEXUALLY MATURE CONTENT (18+)

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"Xai'an. I have Yerin'an and the UnBlooded's. We have accessed their files and can confirm this is the only ooman facility that has more than simple data. It will be a simple matter to corrupt the files and send out various viruses to stop the rest." Baaul's voice said to him, but he barely heard it. The drugs pumping through his system were long from being out of his system yet and he knew a perfect way to help release it as he stared at his female.

"Uh...Xai'an? Are you okay?" Z asked as she huddled nervously to his thunderous approach and he liked that she was already submitting to him. His hand circled her small arm and pulled her up to her feet roughly, making her cry out in surprise. Then he threw her over his shoulder, careful to not hurt her on his armor. "Wait! Xai'an! What are you doing?"

"Baaul, I trust you to get rid of this place. I'm leaving with my mate. Now." He growled it out and then shut down all communications. There would be no interruptions.

He followed the map's navigation systems while he ignored Z's fruitless complaints about how her legs were perfectly capable of walking. Oh, not for long. Not when he was through with her...

It was then a door opened roughly and he was met face to face with the female who had touched him. Her blonde hair was coming out of her tight ponytail in messy strands and her white lab coat was splattered with blood that was not her own. She was holding a weapon far too heavy for her to properly hold it, but she was trying to aim right at him with a look of determination. He laughed at his sudden amazing luck. This stupid ooman female sealed her fate by thinking she could take him after hoards of her strong male species failed. She should have run, because he was going to kill her.

After she so brazenly touched him as if she had the same right his wriggling female had, he craved to kill her. Oh, he could almost taste her blood on his very tongue!

Since Z was facing behind him, she had yet to notice the ooman female. She was too busy reaching behind her to pull her metal skirt down over her round bottom while yelling something about not wanting to 'flash people' she didn't know. Whatever the pauk that meant...

Xai'an braced his legs to launch forward and thrust his wrist blades out before the ooman female could steady her aim. A simple pull of his arm and the females blood slapped the ceiling as he nearly cut her entirely in two; vertically. Her body flopped with a sickening wet slap to the hardened floor, still twitching because her brain had yet to catch up to the fact that she was dead.

He thought it would please him more to see the female indeed dead, but all he could think of was getting his mate in his bed. He didn't even pause as he continued to walk to the elevator that he had originally come down in.

"Xai'an, please put me down...I have nothing on under this damn thing." Z mumbled just as he nearly punched the arrow button up. Pauking slow ooman technology! Couldn't this thing go any faster?

"No." He clipped. He was so hard right now that his cock was painfully pushing against his codpiece. No. He would not let her go. Never again.

She groaned but endured the travels as he whisked her out of the elevator. With a few presses to his wrist device, he called his ship down. It would be waiting for them on the roof by the time he got there, even with his speed.

Xai'an had just enough mind to engage their cloaking devices before busting the door down into the theatre. There were a few cries of fear from the seemingly exploded door for no reason but he didn't care. He leapt to the second floor and raced up the stairs to the ceiling. His cloaked ship was waiting for him and the moment he hit the docking pad, they were lifting up into the skies as he had commanded.

"Can you let me go now?" Z sighed annoyed but he ignored her again.

He ignored her all the way to their room. He tossed her onto the mattress and started to peel off his armor with vigor, abandoning it on the floor in clatters until he stood before her fully erect.

He watched Z pull her mask off, eyes wide and cheeks dusted with pink. "You can't be serious, Xai'an? We're covered in blood-"

Oh, but he was serious as he yanked her skirt off her and tossed it to the floor. She gave a surprised yip when he grabbed her ankle and yanked her down for better access. He fell hard to his knees with his eyes only on one goal. Her already wet center.

"Xai'an, please at least let me clean up-" Z's face was blazing now, but he could smell her intense arousal which spoke louder to him than her voice.

Her words were cut off when his hands found her inner thighs and pried them open for his mouth. She gasped at his strength at stretching her out so wide. Slowly, he stretched out his forked tongue and ran it over her sensitive nub. Her breath caught in her throat as her body jerked to the firm pressure. Xai'an looked up at her as she leaned up on her elbows to watch him, her dull canine biting down on her thick bottom lip in lustful desire and drove him to explore her further. The taste of her slick arousal had him growling savagely, making her heartbeat quicken with fear despite the pleasure he gave her. After that he was relentless because he could not help himself anymore. The drugs in his system had him mad with such raging desire he was barely keeping his wits about him.

He lavished her folds and that little bud of flesh until she was moaning and thrashing under him. He liked hearing her labored breathing and cries of euphoria because he was forcing a pleasure in her that her body could night fight.

"Oh, fuck Xai'an! I'm close…" She panted and began to rock her hips up into his tongue as her fingers found his rubbery dreads. She was gripping them hard enough to almost hurt, though he decided that he liked that. It was a Yautja's nature to fight during the mating process after all. He knew that was dangerous because if she wasn't careful, he could end up hurting her without meaning to. He had warned her of this before, but dilerious in her passion, Z clearly forgot. She used her hold to help direct him into her moving hips. He had to correct her.

He growled again and thrust a finger inside her, all the way to the knuckle knowing that his left hand was free of ooman blood. She screamed out her pleasure, slapping her hands out beside her on the bed and he added a second finger. Xai'an's pride beamed then as her beautiful body squirmed under his mouth from the intense pleasure he was giving her. Despite his need to ruthlessly rutt her, he was keeping himself from losing his mind for her. That was very important right now.

He knew he was not going to be gentle with her this first time so he was going to need to stretch her walls for his length. He didn't do it last time and she had been injured.

Her body suddenly arched off the bed as she climaxed, her loud gasping moans echoing off their walls and still he did not stop. He inserted a third finger, working her insides against her while his tongue raped her pearl. Even when she reached for his hair and begged for him to stop and let her breathe, he continued to climax her over and over again.

It was only when she could no longer lift her arms that he rolled her onto her stomach, pulling her pretty little rump up and slammed his cock into her. She screamed into the leather mattress at the force of it, but by now her inner walls were not only ready for him, they practically weeped for him. He would deliver. Xai'an held her steady at the hips while he pummeled into her viciously, roaring with the maddening heat he was building for them.

"OH GOD XAI'AN! YES! YES! GOD XAI'AN!" Z was deliriously praising him, thanking him for his cock and he liked it. A lot.

He released his seed inside her but the drugs in his system still kept him rock hard so he continued his furious pace. He didn't mind though because Xai'an decided then and there that he wanted her with young before he could finish pauking this drug out of his system. He knew from his past experiences with it that he'd likely have a few hours before he stopped feeling the side effects. What was a few hours of pure animalistic rutting and seeding her before he got true relief? It sounded like a fair trade to him.

His eyes found hers while his hips slammed against her round behind, jiggling them with every pounding. She was begging him with her eyes because all she could do right now was pant as she clutched at the mattress with her small hands. Whether she was begging for him to stop or to continue, he knew which one he was going to honor. He would not stop. He couldn't. All his restraint and wits were gone the moment he thrust his cock inside her. Pure instinct was taking over him right now.

For absolutely no reason his mind went to the males who seemed interested in her. The ooman mate she rejected. The male friend of the ooman Danny. Yerin'an. The UnBlooded's. Even Baaul, even though he hadn't expressed any interest in her at all. It didn't matter. It drove him into a jealous rage.

He would kill them all! She was his! And when he was finished with her, everyone would know it!

"MINE!" He roared it to her and increased his pace. His primal need to dominate her flared even though he was already fiercely rutting her in the most submissive position a female could offer him. He wanted her to tell him that she knew she was his mate. His female. She belonged to him. No. He needed to hear her say it. "SAY IT!"

When she didn't respond due to her exhaustion he snarled and she whimpered. "SAY IT!"

"I'M YOURS XAI'AN! GOD!" She finally screamed as she climaxed. Her walls gripped at his cock and pulled his seed out in hot bursts which overflowed out and down her thighs.

Still he continued driving into her, but at a slightly slower pace. Thanks to his last climax, he could think a tad better. He'd still not release her from his rut but he knew enough to be a gentler with her. She was whimpering from the mix of overwhelming pleasure that was too much and some pain.

It was going to be a long night for both of them...