“Well…” He sighed. “All right. Just be safe while I’m gone.”
“I’ll stay right here in the dorm and not move a muscle,” Melli promised.
“All right.” He gave her a lingering kiss on the mouth and looked into her eyes. “I love you, Melinda.”
Melli felt her heart squeeze in her chest.
“I love you too, Liosh. Now go.” She pushed him gently towards the door. “If we start kissing, we’re never going to get dinner and I’m hungry. Don’t you want to try pizza for the first time?”
“I’d rather stay here and eat your pussy,” Liosh rumbled, giving her a half-lidded look.
Melli blushed.
“Later,” she told him, giving him another gentle shove. “I promise, all right?”
He nodded. “All right. I’m really going now.” He sighed. “I suppose we must have something a bit more substantial for Last Meal. Though I swear I could live on your sweet honey.”
Melli blushed even harder, laughing as she pushed him out the door. Since their first healing session the night before, Liosh seemed insatiable. He had woken her that morning with his tongue between her legs and Melli had skipped her last class so they could come home early and he could taste her yet again.
She was opening more easily to him now and this afternoon, the big Kindred had gotten two long fingers inside her and stroked her G-spot while he licked her clit until she had literally come all over his face.
It was the most intense orgasm Melli had been able to have without him biting her and it felt like real progress. She was certain that before too much longer she would be able to take Liosh’s long, thick shaft deep inside her pussy and they could finally bond.
She couldn’t wait for that moment. Liosh was the one male in the world who was exactly right for her—she was certain of it. He spoke often of how the Goddess had brought them together and how they were meant to be in each other’s lives. He had already promised to ask for a posting down on Earth so Melli could continue with college. Then, when she graduated, they would move up to the Mother Ship together to live with her mom.
It was going to be a beautiful life.
Melli was just settling down on the loveseat to find something good to watch and humming happily to herself when her cell phone chimed.
Thinking it must be Jodi, wanting to talk in a more traditional way this time, she picked it up to check. But to her surprise, it wasn’t her big sister’s name that popped up on her screen…
It was Amanda Brannigan’s.
Thirty
“Hey, Melli—hope you don’t mind me texting. I really wanted to apologize for last time we met,” the text read. Beside it was a sorry-face emoji and a little pink heart.
Melli blinked at it in surprise. The last time Amanda Brannigan had apologized for anything was…well, never. The other girl never apologized. What was going on? Maybe she was trying to turn over a new leaf?
Or maybe she just wants to be a bitch again and she’s trying to catch you off your guard, whispered a little voice in Melli’s head. Ignore it, Melli. Ghost her—you don’t need that kind of toxic person in your life!
She almost did what the little voice suggested but then another text popped up.
“I’m kind of going through something right now,” Amanda had sent. “Trying to make amends to all the peeps I’ve wronged. Please, can’t we just talk?”
“Well…” Melli stared at the screen doubtfully for a moment. Was Amanda going through some kind of twelve step program? If so, that was kind of sad. Melli hadn’t been aware that the other girl had any kind of substance abuse problem. Maybe she ought to give Amanda a chance. With a sigh, she texted back,
“Sure. We can talk next time I see you in class.”
“Has to be now,” Amanda texted back at once. “It’s the next step I have to take. Promise it’ll only take a min. I won’t even ask to come up—you can come down to the dorm lobby. Please?”
Melli frowned. She had absolutely promised Liosh she wouldn’t stir from the dorm room while he was gone. Still, it sounded like this was going to be quick—she doubted Amanda wanted to spend all night apologizing. Probably she would be able to get down and talk to the other girl and back up to the dorm room before Liosh even got back with the pizza.
Making a decision, she went to find her favorite pair of flip-flops. Despite the fact that it was March, here in Tampa summer was already breathing its heavy, humid breath over the landscape. The shorts and thin t-shirt Melli wore along with the flip-flops would be fine for a short excursion down to the dorm’s main lobby.
“Okay,” she texted Amanda. “On my way. See U in a min.”