by Zara Starr
His hand slipped slowly down and onto her breast. She gasped when he cupped her breast and she leaned forward, pressing her breast further into his hand. He moved his thumb, running it over her hard nipple, and she moaned. He watched her face intently, seemingly fascinated by her expressions.
“God, it feels so good,” she said softly.
As if encouraged by her words, Mal touched her with more self-confidence. He put his other hand on her other breast and started kneading and massaging them, his fingers like magic on her hard nipples.
Tanya tipped her head back and moaned again as Mal touched her and rubbed her, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. She was so damn horny that she could barely contain it. But she was going to let Mal take his time and do as he pleased. She had a feeling that he didn’t get to do this very often.
Which was a damn shame – he was so good with his hands already. She could just imagine how good he would be with his other extremities. The thought made her shiver.
When she opened her eyes and looked at him again, he had an expression of amusement and lust on his face and it was beautiful. Tanya smiled. “You can kiss me if you want to,” she said.
For a moment, Mal looked unsure.
“It’s okay,” Tanya said. “I want it.”
Mal inched closer, his eyes on her lips. But he still seemed unsure. Tanya frowned and touched his face, cupping his cheek with her hand. His face was much larger than hers and her hand seemed tiny in comparison. He leaned into her and she smiled, caressing his skin.
“I haven’t done this before,” Mal admitted.
“I am your first human female?” Tanya asked.
Mal swallowed and his eyes slid to the side. “You’re my first female.”
Tanya blinked, trying to make sense of what he was saying. His first female? Ever?
“Are you a virgin?” she asked, shocked.
Mal retreated a little, apparently shy about it.
“As a slave, I don’t really get a lot of time to… you know. Besides, there haven’t really been any females that have drawn my attention. So, I haven’t done it.”
Tanya shook her head. She couldn’t believe that someone as spectacular as him, and one with so much sex appeal, had never been with a woman before.
“Hey, it’s okay,” Tanya said, understanding that he felt shy about not having been with a woman before, feeling like it might be bad. “I’ll help you.”
Mal looked up at her. The uncertainty seemed to fade and his eyes became darker again. They slid down to his lips.
Tanya shifted closer, throwing one leg over his massive thigh. She had to pull herself up a little to come close to his face. She touched his cheeks and looked into his eyes. She ran her hands through his thick, black hair. It was like silk.
He was the one that closed the distance between them, pressing his lips against hers.
The electricity that had passed between them when he had touched her was so much more intense now. It traveled through Tanya, lighting every nerve ending up. She was more turned on than ever. It felt like she was going to melt right into her panties.
Mal kissed her tentatively, feeling his way. Slowly, he licked her bottom lip and she opened her mouth for him. This might be his first time, but he knew exactly what he was doing. Maybe it was instinct. Maybe he was just the best damn thing she had ever tasted.
When his tongue slid into her mouth, he sighed against his lips. He kissed her, exploring her mouth, tasting her. It was delicious. His hands slid over her body, running over her back. One hand moved up to her hair and he tangled his fingers in her curls. The other hand slid down to her ass and he massaged and kneaded her ass, pulling her tightly against him.
Holy shit. His cock was hard in his pants and from what she could feel, grinding up against him, he was enormous. A shiver passed through her – what would it feel like if he was inside of her?
But she didn’t want to push him. If he had never been with women, he might not want to go all the way.
Just as she thought it, Mal pulled her against his cock and grinded against her, groaning into her mouth.
“I want to have sex with you,” he said.
The statement was so straightforward that she shivered, her core tightening.
“I want to have sex with you too,” she answered.
Mal let out an animalistic growl and all but ripped Tanya’s clothes off her. He pulled up her shirt and she lifted her arms so he could yank it over her head. She wasn’t wearing a bra – apparently, they hadn’t heard of those on the Saithin planet.
When she was topless, Mal’s eyes were glued to her breasts.
“You saw me naked when I was getting dressed in the prize quarters,” she pointed out.
Mal nodded, his lips parted, his eyes only momentarily moving up to hers before he stared at her breasts again.
“Did you like what you saw?”
Mal let out another groaning sound and that was answer enough. The sexual tension ramped up between them and Tanya groaned. God, she wanted him inside of her so badly.
But Mal had other plans – he dipped his head and took one breast into his mouth. His mouth was big enough to take her in completely, but he only sucked on her nipple, swirling his tongue around the hard nub expertly as if he had done this a million times before
Tanya closed her eyes and groaned again, everything he did was driving her crazy. It wasn’t that she was going to orgasm from him sucking on her nipples. But God, it felt like she could if he carried on like this.
While he sucked on her, Mal’s fingers moved down and curled around the waistband of the loose pants she wore. He pulled it down, breaking away from her breasts so that she could lay back and he could pull them off completely. When he did, he took in a deep breath.
“I can smell you,” he growled.
“I really want you,” she answered.
Mal looked down at her body, tracing her curves with his eyes. Tanya loved the way he looked at her – as if she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. There was something about him not having been with anyone else before that made her want him a lot more.
She wanted to show him what he had been missing out on. She liked that there was no one else he could compare her to. Although, it probably wouldn’t make a difference if she was compared to other aliens since it just wouldn’t be the same.
Mal stretched out next to Tanya, his giant body lying next to her on the cot, pressing up against her. He ran his hand over her body, moving down over her stomach, and she shivered. She opened her legs for him. When he reached her pussy, he touched her, running his finger over her clit. She moaned when he did, the feeling incredible.
“You are very wet,” he announced.
Tanya smiled and nodded. “You are turning me on.”
Mal moved his finger up and down Tanya’s slit, studying her face, seeing her reactions. When she moaned as he touched certain places, he spent more time there. Damn, he was a fast learner.
When he moved to her entrance, Tanya held her breath. Mal slowly pushed one finger into her and she let out a moan. His hands were so big, his fingers so thick, he was almost the size of some of the men she had slept with.
Mal might not have had sex before, but he understood the mechanics of it. He started sliding his fingers in and out of her, faster, and then slower, adding another finger and then taking it away again. It was fantastic. He finger-fucked her, but already, she was getting incredibly close to orgasm.
“Don’t stop,” Tanya breathed, feeling the orgasm build up inside of her. Never had she felt like she was being fucked, and fucked well, when a man was only using his hand.
But Mal wasn’t just any man.
A moment later, Tanya cried out, the orgasm ripping through her. Heat washed over her body and she curled on the bed, turning into Mal so that her cries would be muffled against his shoulder.
“Is everything okay?” he asked, concerned.
Tanya nodded, biting her bottom lip. She kept her eyes shut, ridi
ng out the last of the orgasm. “More than okay,” she said hoarsely. “You just made me orgasm.”
When she opened her eyes, Mal was watching her face and he looked like he liked what he saw. She didn’t know what her orgasm face looked like, but apparently, he was happy with it.
Tanya reached down, running her hands over Mal’s stomach. He hadn’t been wearing a shirt and so she unbuttoned his pants. His pants were simple, just like hers had been. His hard cock was pushing them away from his body. She pulled the pants down, setting his cock free.
And she gaped at it.
It was bigger than anything she had seen before, thick and long, lying across his lower abdomen. She touched it and Mal shivered. She ran her hand up and down the shaft and he let out a groan. The tip was slick with his cum and Tanya wanted to taste him. But she wasn’t sure she would be able to get him into her mouth.
“I don’t know what to do,” Mal said.
Of course. He had never done this before. He had been an expert with his hands, pushing her to orgasm, but she had forgotten that he had never done it before.
“I’ll show you,” Tanya said. “Let me be on top.”
Before waiting for a response, she pulled his pants down all the way, dropping it on the floor. She straddled him, sitting at the base of his cock and looking at the thick member that lay in front of her. It was going to be a challenge to get on top of him, that was for sure.
But Tanya wanted to.
She lifted herself, reaching between her legs and wrapping her fingers around the base of his cock. She lifted him up and pressed his tip against her entrance.
He groaned when his cock touched her, and she shivered in anticipation of what was to come.
It was a bit of a balancing act, but Tanya managed to position herself right and slowly she started sinking onto his cock. As she did, Mal groaned, his hands gripping her hips. His face was twisted in a mask of pleasure.
Tanya cried out. His size was a challenge and she slowly worked him into her, feeling her body split open to accommodate his size. It felt like he was rearranging her insides, but a wave of pleasure rocked through her body as she sat down on him, and she wasn’t going to stop.
When she had taken him in as deep as she could, she still wasn’t down on him completely. But it was okay for now.
Slowly, Tanya lifted herself again, sliding him out. His face was beautiful, the lust and pleasure such a hot combination on his features. Tanya started riding him, sitting down and then lifting herself again, moving faster and faster when she got the hang of his size and how to handle it. She had never been with anyone so big.
It felt good. Mal’s fingers bit into her hips, his eyes were squeezed shut and he was clenching his jaw, breathing through his teeth. It was a look of pure ecstasy and she loved it.
She started moving faster and faster. She had wanted to give him all the pleasure she possibly could, and judging by his expression, she was succeeding. But she hadn’t considered what it would do to her, how fantastic it would feel.
Almost immediately, Tanya was on the brink of her second orgasm.
“It’s going to happen again,” she whispered.
“What is?” Mal asked.
Tanya didn’t answer him. Instead, she rocked her hips back and forth a little faster, crying out as he slid in and out of her and she felt the heat building in her core, her muscles contracting, her body responding.
The second orgasm was much more intense than the first, and she cried out, clenching her legs around his broad hips.
This time, Mal understood what it was and he moved his hands, kneading her hips and her ass, making it that much better. Tanya cried out as waves of the orgasm washed over her without any promise of an end.
Eventually though, she did come down from it, and she all but collapsed on Mal’s chest, breathing hard.
He lifted his body, tipped her head up with his finger under her chin, and planted a kiss on her mouth.
“Can I?” he asked.
Tanya nodded. She wanted to roll off him and allowed him to be on top, which he clearly wanted. But before she could, Mal held onto her hips again, lifting her up a little, and he started bucking his hips underneath her. She cried out, steadying herself on his chest with her hands on his hard pecks. She gave herself over, it was the only thing there was to do.
Mal thrust into her, gently at first, careful not to hurt her. It was as if he understood that she needed to adjust to his size, first. For someone who hadn’t done this before, he had a very good natural feeling for what needed to happen.
It was good… because Tanya didn’t want to stop him. And he could very well have ripped her apart if he wanted to.
He started pumping into her harder and harder, thrusting himself deeper into her body and Tanya cried out. It was on the brink of pain, but he didn’t push it that far, and all Tanya experienced was incredible, delirious pleasure.
Mal fucked her from beneath, holding her in place with his hands, giving her the most pleasure she had ever experienced. He was pumping harder and faster, his strokes shortening, so she knew that he was headed toward an orgasm of his own.
“What do I do?” he asked through gritted teeth.
“Just go with it,” she said. “Do what feels good until it spills over.”
Tanya didn’t understand if he knew what she was saying, but he listened to her. He fucked her hard and fast, his cock only going into her halfway before pulling back out, but she wasn’t sure she would have been able to handle more.
A third orgasm washed over her, her insides clamping down around his massive cock and she cried out as waves of pleasure washed over her, practically drowning her.
It wasn’t long before Mal orgasmed too. She could feel when he released inside of her, his cock pulsing, pumping, filling her up. He groaned and she lifted her head in the throes of passion to look at his face. He was enjoying it so much, his face riddled with pleasure.
Tanya was glad that they had done this. Who knew if they would ever be able to do this again?
No, she wasn’t going to think about that now. She was only going to focus on the present, stay in the moment.
It felt like forever. Mal kept pumping into her, releasing, feeling the pleasure, and every time he did, it encouraged her own orgasm. They were in the throes of passion for the longest time before it finally ended.
Tanya collapsed on Mal’s chest and he wrapped his arms around her. They stayed like that for a while, breathing hard, his heart hammering against her cheek. Tanya wondered how it was fair that she would find something like this, someone like this, so far away from home when she had been reduced to nothing more than a slave.
Chapter Eleven
Mal
Oh, no.
Shit, shit, shit.
They shouldn’t have done that. They shouldn’t have slept together. Afterward, when everything had calmed down and he was able to think clearly again, he started to panic. What had he just done?
When Tanya had come to his room to hide, when he had offered to hide her, she had had such an effect on him that he hadn’t thought clearly. He hadn’t considered what he was doing.
Now, he was thinking very clearly. And he knew that they had made a terrible mistake.
“What’s wrong?” Tanya asked, still lying naked on his cot, eyelids drooped a little and a look of absolute satisfaction on her face. Mal would have been proud of himself for creating that expression if it wasn’t for the fact that this could get them killed.
It was wonderful that they had had great sex. A part of him was still reeling that he had finally been with a female, a female that made him feel the way Tanya did.
But that was an afterthought. What Mal was worried about now was what this could do to them.
He had climbed off the cot and he was pacing in the small room, his cock now flaccid, swinging between his legs as he paced. He had one hand on his hip, rubbing his face with his other hand.
“We should not have done that,” Mal
said, looking at Tanya, shaking his head.
She frowned and a pained expression came across her features. “Do you regret it?”
Mal shook his head again. “Absolutely not. That was one of the best things I have ever experienced.” When he said it, a smile broke over her features and he knew that he loved that the most about her. The way her face changed when she smiled.
“Then what’s wrong?” she asked.
Mal groaned and started pacing again. “They can kill us for this.”
When he glanced at Tanya again, her face was troubled. Why had he not been more careful? Why hadn’t he just shut her down, pushed her away? He could have easily done that; he didn’t have to accept her.
But something about Tanya had driven him crazy. He hadn’t been able to think about anything other than how badly he needed to be with her.
If he had only taken her into his room to hide her, he would be punished. They both would. Escape was a problem. But this? Sleeping with his Master’s prize? It was unheard-of.
They had made a huge mistake.
“Maybe it won’t be so bad,” Tanya said.
Mal let out a bitter laugh. “It will be. They don’t care about slaves. They can replace us just as easily as they got their hands on us.”
He could feel the atmosphere in the room change. He could feel Tanya’s emotions shift, her fear building.
“I won’t let anything happen to you,” he said.
But how could he promise that?
He continued pacing. He became aware of Tanya putting on her clothes. A part of him didn’t want her to do that, he didn’t want her to get dressed. He liked looking at her when she was naked. She was absolutely perfect.
Still, it would be better if she got out of his room as soon as possible. Especially now that they had sex. She had to be far away from him so that no one would know that they had been together. They could not be associated with each other at all.
The problem was that he had no idea how to get her out of the room. She was hiding in his room now, and he had told her that she could stay as long as she needed. But now, she needed to get away as quickly as possible.
