by Dixon, Ruby
"Female," I growl, near-frantic at the thought of her stopping. "Do not be cruel to a male who adores you."
Jade giggles, the sound slightly gleeful, and her fingers continue to work my balls. Her breath fans hot over the head of my cock again, and then she licks another wet, teasing stripe over the head. "I have to admit, these piercings are a little troubling. Normally I'd take you so deep that you'd be fucking my throat—"
I groan at the thought, nearly undone.
"—but those piercings might scrape up my mouth, so all I can do is a lot of licking and teasing. I hope that's okay." When I open my eyes, she presses her lips to the underside of my cock, watching me, and then speaks again. "And sucking on the head, of course."
It's fascinating to watch her talk with my cockhead brushing against her lips. I can't resist pushing for more. I take my cock in hand and guide it toward her lips, pushing it between them and watching as she eagerly takes me into her mouth once more, working her tongue against my skin. Kef me. She grips me tight around the base of my cock and starts pumping, using my foreskin as she works me. Her other hand continues to tease and caress my balls, and her mouth sucks and sucks and sucks on my cock until I'm groaning like a male in agony. I twitch every time she pumps me, doing my best to stay still and failing miserably. All the while, her hot mouth slicks my length and works the tip of me like I'm the best thing she's ever tasted. She makes little noises of pleasure, too, and when I pick up the scent of her arousal perfuming the air? It's all over for me.
With my hand on her head, I come inside that glorious, hot, sucking mouth of hers. I flood her tongue with my seed, and the moment I do so, I grimace inwardly as I pull out. I love it when Jade comes on my tongue, but she's probably going to spit out my seed, horrified. I should have asked first. I should have checked to see if she wanted it.
Before I can apologize, this glorious, filthy female of mine looks up at me and swallows hard. My milky load coats her lips and there's dribbles escaping her mouth and painting her skin, but she swallows and then uses her fingers to daintily clean her face up, licking them as if I'm a treat that she's given herself. Then she leans over and cleans me with her tongue.
I just stare in utter awe, watching as she bends over me and drags that masterpiece of a tongue over my now-too-sensitive cock. "Did I mention I'm in love with you?" I pant. "Madly in love with you?"
She licks her lips one last time and then gives me a sultry smile that makes my cock twitch. "Oh, I know."
"Just…thought I'd bring it up again," I wheeze. "If I wasn't before, I'd definitely be in love now."
Jade chuckles and gets to her feet, a soft look in her eyes. "I'm glad you enjoyed that."
“Enjoyed” seems like too small of a word. Her mouth has turned my world upside down. I've been remade on her tongue. I've become a creature of bliss…and of hyperbole. And when Jade climbs into my lap and cuddles against me, I'm a male of utter contentment. I kiss her face a dozen times, languid and blissed. "You're amazing. But then again, you probably know that."
She makes a pleased little sound in her throat and tucks her head under my chin, pressing her chest against mine. Her legs straddle me, bare skin pressing up against my temporarily sated cock. I rub her back, my hands moving up and down her sweet body. She's all soft curves, this female of mine. "I'm just glad you enjoyed it," she says, voice low and breathless. "You seemed like you had a tough day and I wanted to make it better for you, since you're always making me feel better."
I don't deserve her. I squeeze her ass, loving the way her supple skin bounces under my grip. I wonder if she'd let me spank her. At the thought, my cock—exhausted soldier that it is—stirs to life once more. "You are the most generous of females, Jade."
Her laughter is sweet. She runs a hand over my bare chest, her fingers pausing over my nipples. "I'm not entirely selfless, Adiron. I'm hoping you'll be up for another round soon, and maybe we can both come this time." She draws a circle over my nipple with her fingers, making my skin prickle ever so slightly. Not that I'm sensitive there, but it tells me that Jade's still needy, and I'm always attuned to that.
"Are you all wet and aching?" I ask, unable to resist.
She lets out a little sigh. "Oh, very."
"Maybe I can ease your pain," I tell her, feeling smug and in control. I could work Jade with my tongue, I think. Get her cunt all slick and hot and tasty, and then when my cock is ready for more, I can claim her for hours and hours. Kef me, but that sounds amazing. I slide my hand under her skirt and between our bodies, seeking out her cunt.
Jade wriggles in anticipation.
At first, I don't realize what I'm touching. She's hot and wet here, but…smooth. The wiry, tight curls that framed her cunt are…gone. "Jade?"
"I shaved," she breathes. "For you. Nice and smooth. Surprise."
57
JADE
The look on Adiron's face is worth everything. I love the sheer astonishment that crosses over him, followed by greediness. He rubs his fingers over my folds, and I whimper, rocking against his hand.
"I want to see," he tells me.
I'm breathless as he tumbles me back onto the bed. Giddy with anticipation, but breathless. "Don't you need to rest?"
"Kef no. I need to get an up-close and personal look at this sweet cunt." Adiron pushes my skirt up to my waist, and when I part my legs so he can get a good look, he groans. "You did this for me?"
"I wanted to surprise you."
He lowers his big head, and I reach out and touch his horns as he nuzzles at my newly bared skin. "Your little tuft was so cute. I'm going to miss it."
His response isn't what I thought it would be. Most men are excited when a woman goes bare for him, because they instinctively dislike pubic hair, I think. "You don't like it?"
"Oh, I like it." Adiron licks me, his tongue swirling over smooth flesh. "But I liked it the old way, too. I don't want you to change for me. I like you in all your human-ness, extra fingers and random tufts of hair and all."
"Wow. Extra fingers and random hair. So flattering."
He chuckles, and his breath huffs against my sensitive skin. "It wasn't meant to be an insult, love. You're different, because you're not the same species. It doesn't make your differences bad. I like them, because I like you. I wouldn't change a single thing about you." Adiron kisses my mound, right above my clit. "Except maybe that fifth toe of yours, because it looks deformed—"
I giggle. He's got three big toes to my five, and he's never understood why I've got several small ones in varying sizes. "I guess this means you won't suck on my toes?"
"Oh, I'll suck on them." He lifts his head and grins up at me. "If that's what turns you on, I'll lick them all day long. But I will question your tastes, considering you have these delicious breasts just waiting to be nibbled on, and this juicy, sweet cunt that's just begging to be licked."
I suck in a breath, hot arousal fanning through me.
He slides down my body. "But if you want toe play—"
"Wait, wait," I protest, grabbing at his horns. "I was joking."
Adiron presses another hot, open-mouthed kiss to my newly shaved mound. "Then tell me where you want my mouth."
"Lower," I whimper.
He does as I command, his tongue delving between my drenched folds and lapping at my skin. I let out a shuddering breath. His tongue moves unerringly toward my clit, and then he begins to lick and suck, even as he presses a finger into my core. This man is not playing fair, I realize, as his big hand folds my leg back and presses my knee practically to my shoulder. I'm spread wide open for him as he makes love to my pussy with his mouth and fingers. I cling to his horns, rocking my hips against his face, and I'm lost in the moment. My body is already primed and ready, and it doesn't take long before that orgasm starts to build, and my whimpers grow louder and my movements more urgent.
I'm almost there…and then he stops.
"You son of a bitch," I pant as he lifts his head and grins up at me. I plant
my hand on his brow and try to push him back down, but he only chuckles. "That's not playing fair."
"I'm a corsair," he tells me as he moves over me. "I rarely play fair." He gives me a kiss, tasting of my arousal, and then locks a hand on my hip. A moment later, I feel the head of him pressing at the entrance to my body. Adiron's voice sinks to a low, husky note. "I want to feel you come around me, love. Can you do that for me?"
I moan, because just hearing him ask that does wild things to my insides.
He pushes deep, and I'm so wet and ready that he glides in without the slightest resistance. My body makes a slick sound as it clasps him, and he sighs with pleasure. "You were made for me, Jade. Look at how eager this sweet little cunt is to take me. Your body's just greedy, isn't it? It can't wait to be filled up with my seed."
Whimpering, I reach for him, my hands fluttering over his chest. "Adiron," I pant. "Please."
"I have you, love." He leans forward, covering me, and then begins to pump into me. Not slow and gentle. There's no languid buildup of speed here. This time, he's taking me hard and fast, my tits shaking with every rapid-fire thrust…and I love it. There's no time to let my body adjust to his invasion, no time to let my orgasm mosey on through my body before heading to the finish line. This is absolutely a claiming, and every bit of me lights up in response. I moan his name as he whispers more dirty things to me, every rough stroke of his cock into my body accompanied by a tease of his spur over my clit. Every time he sinks deep, there are more filthy promises, and it's so good and naughty that it makes me utterly wild. My channel tightens around him, rippling as he drives into me, and when he changes our angle slightly, tucking my hips under him a bit more, that piercing of his rubs against a sensitive spot inside me.
My hands scrabble against his skin, and I dig my nails in. I feel like I'm flying apart as he thrusts deep, each time the piercing hitting that perfect, perfect spot that makes everything in my body flare. He circles his hips, and as he does, his spur does this glorious little dance over my clit, and…I come. I come so hard and so brightly I can feel my entire body tighten up, my pussy clenching around him. I can feel the rush of fluid as everything inside me crashes and explodes into brilliance. And as I'm lost in sensation, Adiron keeps driving into me. Just when I think my body is done, he twitches inside me with the force of his own release, eliciting another delicious aftershock as he bathes my insides with his seed.
He collapses next to me, rolling onto the bed and panting, and I stare up at the ceiling in a state of near-catatonic bliss. Lord have mercy, that was amazing. "So," I manage, sucking in deep breaths. "What…what's the plan for tomorrow?"
Adiron pulls me against him, snuggling up against my breasts. They push into his face and he gives a happy sigh of contentment. "Noodles and sex."
I chuckle, playing with his hair. "And the day after?"
"Noodles and sex."
"Is that going to be the plan every day for the next month?" I ask, amused.
The big alien lifts his head and our eyes meet. He grins at me. "You have a better idea?"
I pretend to consider. "No," I say after a moment, and hold him closer. "I really, really don't. Noodles and sex sounds pretty good to me."
58
Six Weeks Later
JADE
I'm off noodles.
It's finally happened. After years of eating the same shit, day in and day out, my body is finally rejecting our food source. I'd rolled out of bed, dodging Adiron's sprawled limbs, and padded to the kitchen to make breakfast. It's more noodles, of course. Noodles three times a day, in a few different flavors. But the moment I smell the cooking noodles, my stomach churns. I barely make it to the sink before I vomit the contents of my stomach. I puke a few times, then dry heave, and collapse onto the floor. I lean against the cabinet, feeling awful…but not surprised.
The scent bothered me yesterday. The texture, too. I sucked it up and ate anyhow, because there are no other options, and when I couldn't stomach any more, I pushed my bowl over to Adiron, who gleefully ate the rest. I was hoping it was a one-time situation, but it looks like not. Thankfully, we've got plenty of hot tea, so I get to my feet, make myself a cup, and hold my breath as I pour my noodles into Adiron's bowl.
Adiron pads into the kitchen a few minutes later and heads immediately for me. He presses a kiss to the top of my head, his tail curling around my shoulders. "Morning, love. How'd you sleep?"
"Good." I lean back against his thighs. "You?"
"Like a baby." He rubs his hands up and down over my arms, then palms my breasts. He's always touchy-feely in the mornings, and I lean back against him, enjoying the sensation of his hands on my body. "Kef me, you're beautiful," he says. "How am I so lucky?"
I suck in a breath as he teases my sensitive nipples through my clothing. "I made you breakfast."
"Hmm, breakfast or tits. Breakfast or tits." He pretends to consider, even as he massages my breasts in circular motions.
"Breakfast," I say firmly, pushing his hands away. "The tits are a little sensitive this morning."
Adiron plants one last kiss atop my head and then moves across the table to where the bowl is steaming and waiting for him. The moment he sits down, I put my feet in his lap, and he curls his tail around my ankle. It's a familiar routine for us. We like to keep touching, and it feels cozy this way. I sip my tea, relieved that my stomach seems to have settled a bit more. I watch as he eats a big bite, then glances over at me. "You already eat?" he asks.
I nod. He'll just worry if I tell him I puked, so I don't say anything at all. My stomach will just have to suck it up and realize that noodles are on the menu, whether I like it or not. I take another sip of tea and then tilt my head toward the wall unit. "I checked the comm. Nothing this morning."
He grunts, nodding. "Any day now. Just be patient."
"Patience is my middle name."
"Is it?" He takes another big bite. "Because I seem to recall someone whining last night how I wouldn't let her come—"
I kick him under the table. Not hard, just enough to make him laugh with amusement. Six weeks into our time together, and Adiron hasn't changed in the slightest. I wondered if he'd calm down once we settled in together, if the jokes would be fewer, if the sex would drop off once all the excitement and newness wore away.
I should have known better.
Adiron is the same big goof, day in and day out. He runs his mouth, pretends to be dumb, and yet manages to be clever and thoughtful and kind, and full of boundless energy. The sex hasn't slowed down at all, either. I'm sure some of it is because there's very little to do all day long, but Adiron is just as giving in bed now as he was weeks ago. He loves to make me come at least once before he's inside me, and he can't resist touching me all the time. We have sex at least twice a day. Not to just pass the time, but to learn each other. To talk and connect. His declarations of love are a daily thing, and I admit, I adore hearing them.
I'm starting to think that Adiron really did fall in love with me instantly, even if it defies logic. I've been fond of him from the get-go, of course. And the sex is amazing. I'm finding it increasingly hard to imagine my life without him in it in some way, so I think I must be in love…but I worry that our cozy little bubble has warped things. That once we're out of this situation and back to “normal” (whatever that may be), that things will change. That Adiron won't be all that interested in a plump black human woman who wears responsibility like a cloak. If his love for me ends as quickly as it began, it won't be all that surprising, will it?
I'm prepared for his infatuation to end, and I'm trying not to let my heart get caught up in the process. It might already be too late, though. Just thinking about what happens to us when the others return makes my chest tighten painfully.
I finish my tea and set the cup down, watching him as he polishes off the noodles. Now that my stomach is empty of everything but tea, it feels a little better. Maybe it was a bad batch of food. Who knows. "So what's the plan for today?" I
ask brightly. "More work on the ship's controls?"
Adiron makes a face. "Might as well. I won't be satisfied if I don't give it everything I have, you know?"
I understand. Ever since we locked ourselves down into this small portion of the ship, things have been quiet. The power flickered once more, but Adiron changed out a few more wires and we've been cruising ever since. He's been going up to the bridge occasionally, suiting up to protect himself from the intense cold and lack of air, and heading over to the bridge to search for parts. The tricky thing is that he doesn't want to destroy the ship's actual control system in case Straik returns and we need to pilot the Star out of here. So Adiron's been tinkering with things, but I'm pretty sure it's a futile effort. He wants to try, though, and I can't blame him. It beats drifting without even making a single attempt to save ourselves.
He gets up to check the control panel on the wall. It was initially just supposed to be a communication port between rooms in the ship, but Adiron's rigged it to feed into the ship's status updates so we can at least know what's going on without venturing out to the bridge constantly. I get up with him, and when he gets to the panel and taps a few buttons, I rest my cheek on his arm, watching. This is another part of our routine, as comfortable as it is uneventful.
"Messages?" I ask, just because it never hurts to check again.
Adiron taps a button. "Nothing." He leans over and plants a kiss atop my head. "Remember, don't panic. It just means they're not in range yet."
"I'm not panicking." I slide my arm around his waist. He's explained to me a half-dozen times that they have to get to the Little Sister, refuel and then make their way back. "And the ice field?"
"Still a month out from drifting to the danger zone. We'll handle things before we get there, I promise." He rubs my back, comforting me. "I won't let you freeze."
"I know." I believe him, too. If anyone can figure something out between now and then, it's my big, determined Adiron.
