Yes, I am finally back, and we can continue on forward with a small time skip. I will put a fair warning, the first lemon of this story will be in this chapter, another warning, this is my first time writing a sex scene (the one with Kyiv and Y'rall doesn't count) so apologies if it's cringe.

Some time had passed.

And in that time, Mark finally began to slowly heal from his depression.

He gave all of the praise to Mhei. She was the one that had helped him with his nightmares. It was thanks to her, that he was mentally sane now.

It still amazed him: the fact that after so much time, he could call this primal huntress his life mate. Even with all of his disabilities, she still cared not for them, but to only love him.

Mark could say that he was happy now, happier than he ever had been in an entire lifetime.

And it was strange to see how different the red striped huntress was now, compared to when they slept together.

Mhei was cold, calculating and absolutely ruthless in the way that she prodded and attacked Mark's defense.

Her strikes were the epitome of perfect balance between overwhelming speed and unstoppable brute strength. Had her opponent been any other yautja, even the high matriarch herself, Mhei would have already claimed victory in the duel. But Mark was more than that: he was a primal hunter, just like herself.

Around the large and elaborate kehrite, Mhei's slew of royal guards, all females, watched attentively as the mater pair let loose all of their accumulated knowledge of combat upon each other.

But for how much an advantage Mhei could have had over Mark in strength, it was countered by sheer speed and agility, not to say that she didn't have any of her own.

They battled with their Cetanium weapons: she with her wrist blades and whip, he with his katana, gauntlets and boots. Every time they clashed, an eruption of sparks would erupt from the point of contact between the blades that were made from the same indestructible metal.

Alas, they were still equals, and the match ended in a tie. By the end of it, both were panting and slick with sweat, but their muscles were still tense, ready to spring into action in the blink of an eye.

The taller huntress broke her stance, and bowed her head to him, as he did to her. The guards gave clicks of approval and respect, which briefly caught Mark off guard, as he was not used to training with an audience.

But the human's attention was brought towards his honored mate who now stood at his side, guiding them both towards the exit and into one of the many massive and luxurious hallways of Mhei's flagship, her entourage of loyal protectors. They silently walked until they reached the female's personal chambers, or rather theirs now.

It was only when they were in their own privacy, that Mark felt his mates clawed hands grasped at his cheeks, directing his gaze towards her. She leaned down and opened her mandibles wide, so that she could kiss his lips, enjoying the way his short beard would tickle the insides of her skin.

Mark raised a hand to soothingly rub her long black tendrils, knowing that they were quite sensitive to the touch. She grasped him to her more roughly, her long, serpentine tongue slipping past his teeth to explore every nook and cranny of his mouth, leaving no place untouched.

After a few minutes, she retraced her fleshy muscle, sliding it against his own tongue, her eyes full of desire and want. Mhei respected him deeply, and she never failed to remind him that with these small gestures.

"You are satisfied my queen?" that was how he called her, and she had been honored to be addressed as such. "Very much indeed my mate. You are every inch the warrior that Cetanu is, if not more." he bowed his head in the face of her grandiose compliment.

"I shall bathe first, if you do not mind." she told him and he nodded. The huntress turned around and walked to the spacious bathroom, begging to shed her training armor.

Mark let out a small sigh. They had been together for little more than a month, and he could not help but feel as being irresponsible towards her desires. They had slept together, but had yet to actually properly have sex.

Mhei had respected his wants, and never once made a comment to ask him about it. "We shall breed only when it is that you wish to Mark." was what she had told him.

The human stepped towards a small drawer and retrieved a ring, composed of Cetanium. It had taken many days for the forge masters to create the shape, but it was finally completed.

Tonight, he would make his first move.

"Mhei? Can I talk to you?"

He felt his heart stop when the huntress bore her blood red eyes into him. She was so beautiful, his breath would always leave his body whenever he took the time to admire her.

"Yes, my mate?" he gently took her larger hand into his own, and showed her the cetanium ring. "On Earth," he began to explain, "It is tradition that a man gifts a ring to the woman with which he marries. We are to be life mates... and I used the last bit of cetanium that I had to have this ornament made, to symbolize our un breakable bond." the size was perfect and it slid up her finger without a problem.

Mhei looked at the smaller male, shocked at the present that he had given her, she lowered herself so that she could embrace him, lightly purring and to speak in his ear: "I am honored Mark, I am glad to call you my other half, I was blessed by the gods for meeting such a fine hunter."

"Mhei... I am ready to mate with you."

She pulled back, looking at him with some uncertainty: "My mate, remember that we do not have to do so if it is not what you wish." she gently spoke to him caressing his scarred eye.

He boldly looked up at her, "I want to Mhei, it is time that I do." he solemnly said.

The primal huntress clicked her mandibles and immediately was able to smell his sexual hormones. That awakened a warmth in her core.

Wordlessly, she pushed him onto the bed, hovering above him. "If you want to stop, tell me, and I will listen." she instructed, begging to purr, calming his anxiety.

She found it so strange to see Mark now: timid and shy, almost fearful of moving; it was a stark contrast with the serious and capable aura that he always emitted. But she would help him, and as such, she began to undress.

Mark could not stop himself from ogling his mate: the way her generous breast lightly swayed with every movement caused his gaze to linger. After that, his stare lowered down to the opening between her muscular and well toned legs.

A quick whiff of the air revealed that she too had let go of her control of her sexual scent. It sent a bolt of lust straight down to his groin, and his cock began to fill with blood.

"You are more beautiful than Lilka herself..." he whispered as she reached forward, undoing his loincloth and hooking her talons under the edge of the soft material.

Mhei deliberately dragged his covering off slowly, until his sex had been revealed to her in all of its glory. The huntress purred, very pleased with his large size, noting with interest that his penis still wasn't hadn't reached full mast.

Gently, she wrapped a large hand around it, briefly stopping as Mark let out a small, strangled breath at feeling her warm digits encircle him.

"Mark, if it hurts, you must tell me." she stated seriously, looking at him with pointed stare. "Yes, I will." he meekly replied, still coming to terms with how good her fingers felt around his penis.

She teased him until he reached full erection, pumping his cock, so that the foreskin kept peeling on and off of his wet glans.

Mark closed his eyes and could not hold back the small cry of irritation, his hips instinctively thrusted against her hold, his long and veiny member slipping through her hold, causing the larger female to chuckle deep in her throat.

The texture of his penis was quite different from that of a yautja, but she found that it did not matter much. He was bigger than what she was expecting, and that made her eager for what was to come.

The primal huntress used her skilled hands to search and discover what it was that made his member throb, and him moan all the more. She felt him jump a little when she tickled his testicles with the tips of her claws, he shuddered instead when she rubbed her thumb against his cock head, collecting the precum that had accumulated from his urethral opening.

But she could not deny that she too was aching: her own snatch was wet with juices and arousal. She nestled her knees against Mark's hips, holding his cock so that her labia hovered over it.

"Are you ready Mark?" she asked one final time, for she wasn't going to stop for this part. He gave a shaking nod.

Mark felt his glans be pressed against her warm entrance and gasped when it slid through. He immediately felt her vaginal walls clamp down tightly on his cock, and it felt warm, no, hot, and that forced a gasp of surprise from him.

Mhei growled as she felt his large member fill her pussy, stretching her walls; but she did not stop until he was fully sheathed inside of her. Another growl of pleasure rippled through her, as every little movement caused her clitoris to brush against the base of his manhood.

"Are you alright?" she asked with mild concern, as Mark was tightly gripping the fur sheets of the bed. "Yes." was his meek reply.

The powerful female ran her hands over his pectorals, before grasping his shoulders, her claws lightly digging into his flesh. With a slight raise of her hips, she slammed back down onto his penis, causing them both to groan.

The huntress soon began to pick up speed, but for his sake, she did so gently, knowing that being too rough with him right now would bring him pain.

Still, her growls of ecstasy were heard inside the room, as was the wet slapping noise from between the contact of their bodies.

She could feel his ragged breathing, his moaning and groaning, and it only made her more focused on bringing him to his orgasm.

The huntress began to ride him faster, and was pleasantly surprised to notice that he began to thrust upwards, meeting her hips with his own movements.

Mark groaned: he could not describe the pleasure that he was feeling in this moment: Mhei vagina was tight, and her muscles gripped his prick with such strength, that it seemed that she wanted to milk the seed from out of him. The overwhelming wave of emotions was proving too hard to control, and he could feel the way his balls were begging to contract, bringing him to an inevitable end.

Mhei could hear Mark's increased heart rate, and she knew that he would soon cum. She hugged him to her torso, nestling his head against her breast and began to go faster still, holding him tightly.

His gasps and cries of pleasure kept increasing, and when the tip of his cock began to kiss her cervix, she too raised the volume of her growls. The tension kept rising and rising, until Mhei suddenly clenched her vaginal muscles, trapping his member in a constricting hold.

That was the final straw for Mark: he yelled and came, his frothy white seed coating his mate's pusey and filling her to the bring with several ropes of cum. The huntress dug her claws into his back, and that caused him to cum harder, his cock throbbing even more with the explosion of sensations.

After a minute or so of orgasming, his high came to an end, and he rest against her large bosom, panting and recuperating his breath.

But he pulled back to look at her, his gaze one of shame: "You... you did not come..." he hoarsely spoke, feeling horrible for not having pleased her enough, but she tenderly took a hold of his chin, "You do not need to fret my mate. This was your first time, it is understandable that you did not last long. But," she licked his cheek and seductively whispered in his ear, "We can go again." she squeezed his penis again, causing him to yelp.

He quickly hardened again, and this time, feeling more confident then before, he began to thrust upwards. Mhei was happy to comply, and resumed her previous movements.

He urged his honored mate to go faster this time, for he meant to repay her pleasure tenfold, and as he did so, he snaked an arm around her backside to squeeze a handful of her luscious flesh, whilst his other hand tightly grasped her dreadlocks, causing her to gasp in surprise.

Her blood red eyes bore into him, "Are we getting feisty now, ooman?" she growled, digging her talons into his back, leaving small cuts which caused him to moan. He did not verbally answer, but instead harshly pushed inside her, earning himself another gasp. She growled now: "If it is a fight you seek mate, then you will have it." she brutally crushed his pelvis under her, fucking his meat pole with renowned lust.

They went on like that for thirty minutes, becoming more and more passionate with their coupling with every thrust.

"Pauk ooman! You are not one to shy from danger youngblood!" Mhei growled as his pulsating dick throughly pleasured her cunt. She was becoming more and more wild as she got closer to orgasming.

Mark was doing everything he could to delay his own release, and had found out that her breast were sensitive, so he had taken upon himself to pleasure her hard nipples as well.

Rivulets of blood ran down his back from where her claws were digging into his skin, but the pain turned him on further, and he kept up with his brutal assault on her cervix, moaning every time his cock head would kiss the organ.

Their laborer breathing, coupled with Mhei's growling did not stop, not for one moment.

"Pauking male! You dared to hide such a fine blade from me?!" she growled, harshly riding him. However, she still held herself back from unleashing her strength completely.

His staff kept moving inside of her vagina, and she now felt the telltale signs of reaching her release; and in response, Mhei flared her mandibles, inhaling more of Mark's scent, driving her with the need to feel his cum lather her insides.

They kept fucking, until finally, the huntress roared, and clenched her mate's cock finally cumming, triggering Mark's orgasm as well. The larger female's body shook with pleasure, as did the males.

But it did not stop there, they fucked and came again, one, two, three, four, fire times again, each time getting more and more frenetic and savage, until at long last, Mark rested against Mhei's collarbone, completely spent.

The female trilled in delight, her moist insides still tightly gripping on her counterpart's member. She gently lowered Mark to the bed, and pulled his cock from out of her pussy, laying herself on the side.

He looked adorable: his cheeks red with effort, chest rising and falling with each large breath.

The human opened his eyes once more and looked towards his mate, but he noticed something: her eyes held mirth and serenity, but she did not seem to be tired.

"Wait... you are not yet satisfied?" he asked, panting, but she merely purred at him, pulling him into her embrace. "You... you stil are not finished... I have to- she kissed him, and lovingly held his gaze.

"It is alright Mark. With time, your stamina will increase. But knowing that this was your first time, it was special enough. I am impressed by how long you lasted, and how good you were, considering this was your first rutting." her words set him at ease, so he instead settled to sleep under the covers, cuddling into her warm body as she held him close, once again listening to her comforting purr.

And there we go.

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Let me know in the comments.