by Dixon, Ruby
I'm so stinking lucky.
I put my hands on his belt and tug him forward, just a little. "Are there any parts of you that need a particular massage?" I ask in a flirty tone, peeking up at him through my lashes. "Anything…stiff?"
He groans, hips edging toward me. "Here and there."
"Hmm. Looks like more 'here' than 'there.'" I run my hand over the bulge of his crotch, where his cock is thrusting against the fabric of his trou. The material is tented around him, but he's growing so hard that it's probably going to be painful very shortly. That's all right—I don't plan on keeping him clothed for that long. "Especially right here," I purr. "So very, very stiff. I bet you're just aching, aren't you?"
Behind him, his tail thrashes, flicking back and forth in the way it does when he's turned on. "Definitely could use a good rubbing," he breathes.
"We'll have to take care of that, won't we?" I lean forward, my gaze on him, and lick the length of him through the fabric. Adiron lets out a choked groan, his hand stealing to my hair. I don't let up, nuzzling against his thick shaft and using my lips on him. It doesn't matter that there's a layer of clothing between us. I can tell that he loves this. I do, too.
I love making him feel good. I love hearing his sexy groans. I love seeing him lose control.
I press another kiss to the outline of his cock, and as I do, I reach behind him. I wrap my hand around the base of his tail and squeeze. From what I can tell, it feels a little bit like when my ears or neck are played with. Not quite as sensitive as his dick, but still pleasurable to manipulate. I rub my mouth against his spur through the material of his trou, pumping the base of his tail with my other hand.
"Jade," he pants. His hand tightens in my hair, as if he wants to direct my head. "My filthy, beautiful Jade."
"I'm just trying to help." I keep my tone playful. "I thought you wanted a massage. I just didn't say I'd use my hands." And I rub my face against the tent of fabric below his belt.
Adiron growls low, the sound a mix of frustration and need. "So keffing naughty. Be careful or I'm going to spank that slippery little cunt of yours."
This time, I'm the one that sucks in a breath. "Don't distract me," I breathe, squeezing around the base of his tail again. I rub my nose against the piercing on the tip of his shaft, evident through the material. I tongue it, too, and then try and fit my mouth over the head of his cock. It's really the cruelest tease, but I'm having so much fun.
He fists my hair and then reaches for his belt, for the fasteners that I've deliberately “forgotten” all about. With one quick motion, he flicks at the auto-fastener and before the belt can slither into its casing, he's shoving his trou down and then his big, thick, glorious cock is in my face. The head of him is so deep a blue he's practically purple, and as I watch, a bead of pre-cum glides down the rounded crown. "Take it," Adiron rasps. "Take it in your mouth, love."
My pussy clenches hard again. He's being so bossy, and it's turning me on like wild. I love that his hand is forceful in my hair, pressing me toward his cock. As if I need more encouragement. I drag my parted lips over the ridges along his shaft, teasing and lightly sucking. I deliberately avoid the head of him just because I know it's the most sensitive. I do give his tail another squeeze, though, and then slide my other hand up to toy with his spur. Weeks of trial and error have taught me that it's not all that sensitive, but sometimes when I rub him on the underside, it sends a shiver up his spine. I do that tonight, milking the base of his tail as I do, and I'm rewarded with a shudder.
"Keffing tease," he growls. "You were all over my cockhead a moment ago. Do I need to paint an arrow on my thighs pointing to it?"
I giggle, giving him a naughty look. Adiron always makes sex fun. Even when he's trying to be firm and take control, there's still an element of teasing. "You act like it's been years since I licked your cock. I don't think it's even been a full day."
"It's been at least twelve hours," he pants. "Twelve long, arduous hours without that sweet mouth."
"Poor baby." I stick out my lower lip in a pout and then throw him a bone. I flick my tongue out and give him the tiniest, most ridiculous little lick on the head of his cock.
"Now that's just sad," Adiron says, even though another shudder rips through him. More beads of pre-cum slide down the head, and his tail jerks wildly. "You can do better than that."
Chuckling, I give him another stingy lick. My pussy is absolutely flooded at this point, and I'm about to slide my hand into my own pants and give my body some relief.
"Oh, Jade. Jade, Jade, Jade." He pretends to be disappointed. "I'm going to have to show you how to lick properly, aren't I, baby?"
And just like that, he turns the tables on me. I suck in a breath. "Yes, please," I whisper.
"Get on your back for me, love. It's time for lessons."
I bite back a whimper as I lower myself onto the blankets. He helps me undress, undoing the auto-fasteners on my clothing. I lift my hips to help along, but my focus is entirely on my big, sexy mate. I love the way he watches me, his eyes gleaming with approval when my heavy breasts spill out of the band I use to hold everything in place. I love how he tugs my pants off and then runs his hands over my wide hips—because he loves my generous body. He loves my rounded stomach and my jiggly thighs and my oversized, un-perky breasts. He adores every bit of me and it shows in the way he looks at me, like I'm a treat he can't wait to eat up.
Nothing's a bigger turn-on than a man that finds you incredibly sexy.
I cup my own breasts as he tosses the last of my clothing aside, teasing my nipples. They're small and tight with arousal, the tips sensitive, and I wonder if he's going to go for breasts first or just head straight between my thighs. "Waiting on my lessons," I tell him, breathless. "Ready to be schooled."
Adiron groans, his hands skimming my legs from knee to thigh before he pushes them apart. He falls between my knees, kneeling next to the bed. "Shall I show you how it's done, then?"
Oh god. I manage a tiny nod, my fingers teasing my nipples.
He leans in and plants his mouth over my pussy, brushing his lips over the curls covering my mound. After the first shaving, I grew the hair back because he actually likes the way it looks. He thinks my body is fascinating, and there's no shame in the hair it grows. It's just another thing I love about him, and when I feel his tongue flick against my clit, I give up on playing with my breasts and prop up on my elbows instead, so I can watch him work my pussy.
Our eyes meet as his hands clasp my legs and his tongue dances over my clit. I shudder, breathless, as he begins a delicate lapping, each stroke of his tongue teasing the underside of my clit. It's the lightest, flickering touch, and he knows it makes me absolutely wild. I let out a little cry as he continues, his gaze locked on me, his tongue endlessly working against the bud of my clit. He doesn't change his rhythm even when I start to squirm against his mouth, or when I push my hips at his face. He just keeps on, licking and licking and licking until I'm begging for more, begging for him to fuck me hard, begging for him to fill me up.
"So close," I whimper, grabbing at his horns and working my hips frantically against him. "Please, Adi. Give me your cock. I want to come with you deep inside me."
His tongue swipes hard at my clit, earning another cry from me. He slides his big body over mine, moving on top of me on the bed. His mouth is wet with my juices, and he leans in and gives me a hard, earth-shattering kiss even as I wrap my legs around his waist. I need this. Need him.
"Tell me what you want, Jade," he murmurs between kisses. His hips roll against mine, his cock rubbing against my wet folds in a tease.
"You," I pant, desperate. "Want you deep inside me."
"You want this?" He presses the head of his cock to my entrance. "You want me to fill you up? Take you so hard that you scream my name?"
"Yes," I moan. I dig my nails into the fabric of his shirt, desperate to hold on. "Give it to me."
Adiron hauls my leg up, resting my ankle on his shoulder.
"You want deep?"
Do I ever. I nod frantically, arching against his cock.
He thrusts into me with one searing push that takes my breath away. For a moment, the invasion of his cock into my body feels like too much, and then it immediately slides into the sweet ache of being filled. I close my eyes in bliss, because there's nothing quite so perfect as your lover stuffing you full of his cock. He fills all the hollow spaces inside me and somehow still leaves me hungry for more.
"Does that feel better?" He adjusts himself over me, hand on my hips. When I open my eyes, I see nothing but Adiron, my foot next to his ear, his face toward mine
I choke out a word that might be an agreement of some kind. It might just be me making noises. All I know is that his piercing is rubbing right against the perfect spot inside, and every twitch of his body makes my pussy clench in response. He changes the angle slightly, and then I'm getting his spur, too, and it's glorious. He knows just how to move over me, how to make my body sing, how to make me come so hard that I see stars and my body floods with release.
It's over too quickly. It always is. Someday, I tell myself as I float down from my orgasm. Someday we'll figure out how to last for hours. For now, though, chasing the sweetness of a quick climax is perfection, because it leaves room for so many more.
There's nothing sweeter than hearing Adiron pant my name as he finds his own release, too. Nothing better than feeling him shudder over me, his seed jetting inside my body. I love the way he tenses up and collapses over me, careful not to crush me under his weight. I run my fingers lightly over his arm, his shoulder, his neck, all the way up to his horns as he catches his breath.
"Better?" I whisper as he rolls onto his side. The slide of his cock out of my body always leaves me feeling a little bereft, as if I've lost something special. Of course, in the next moment, he pulls me against him, tucking my head against his chest, and that lonely feeling is gone just as fast as it arrived.
"You always know how to make me happy," Adiron tells me, hugging me against his chest.
I let my fingers “walk” along the planes of his pectorals, down toward his navel. "Well, I didn't get to finish my sexy massage, so I guess we'll have to pick up where we left off later."
"I agree," he says immediately. "My cock feels relaxed, but now you need to work on the rest of me."
I snort, amused, and my smile widens when he presses a kiss to my wild hair. My natural, kinky curls are probably standing on end right about now, but I'll fool with them in the morning. I dip a finger into his belly button. "So how long do you think we'll be here, since Sophie doesn't want to go with us? I know it probably changes your plans."
He rubs my shoulder, and I can tell by the silence that he's thinking. "Not really," Adiron says after a long pause. "Sophie's not a good navigator, so it's not like I could rely on her anyhow. She mostly just cleaned up after us and did odd jobs on the ship. If you don't mind pitching in to help me run things, I think we'll be fine. I can show you how to work some of the basic controls, too."
Learning how to fly the ship? "I like that idea. So, just you and me on the Little Sister?"
"You, me and some weaponry." His fingers dance up and down my arm. "I'll show you how to work those, too. It's gonna be a lot of learning for a while. Hope that's okay."
"You mean we won't be able to just make love all day long?" I tease.
"I didn't say that. You can sit on my cock while I show you how to work a blaster." He pauses for a moment. "Kef me, that sounds really hot."
I smack his chest. "Focus, Adi."
"Oh, I'm focused. Give me a moment and I'll be ready to go again."
This man has ridiculous stamina. I just roll my eyes—but I'm secretly pleased. I love that he can't get enough of me, because the feeling is mutual. "So where are we headed once we leave? Any ideas?"
His hand drops to my stomach. "First, we'll head to a nearby station and get some additional fuel cells and supplies. We'll load up on protein cakes and some alternatives to noodles, because I don't want you wasting away. You need to eat."
"And fruit?" I ask hopefully.
"All kinds of fruit," he agrees. "Jerrok says he's got a few contacts at Three Nebulas Station. They'll be able to help us out." He rubs my arm thoughtfully. "Once we're done there, I think we'll head back into Slatran space. An escape pod's supposed to chart a course for the nearest habitable planet or closest station, so we'll head to the Buoyant Star's last location and see what we can find."
It sounds reasonable. "What if we run into Shaalyn again?"
Adiron chuckles. "Well, that would be some luck, wouldn't it? It'd be your call again, though. We'd do with her as you want."
I think about what Zoey told me. How Shaalyn killed her crew to save her own ass. I think about how she stabbed Adiron in the gut and left him to die, too. I think about the baby inside me, too. I might never be as stone-cold as some of the corsairs, but Zoey was right. I do need to stop thinking like a human and expecting the laws to be fair and just.
They weren't exactly fair and just on Earth, either.
The soft heart can stay, but it can't interfere with the life I'm building out here. The next time we meet Shaalyn, I won't feel like a monster if her execution is in my hands. I'll remind myself about her stabbing Adiron.
"Once we find my brothers and your friends, well, there's just the matter of the sleepers on the Star. Jerrok's promised to keep them safe on the Star until sa'Rin comes for them."
"They'll be safe on his planet?" I ask again, though I know I've asked it a dozen times since I first heard about it.
"Absolutely. I've been there a few times myself. Humans everywhere." He chuckles. "And lots of crops. Maybe if you and me ever get tired of the corsair life, we can take our kid and head out that way."
I smile up at him. "I think I'd like that. But for now, I'm just happy with you."
He touches the tip of my nose. "Not scared of raising a baby in space anymore?"
I've seen Fran handle things for the last few weeks and while a ship isn't an ideal situation, I feel at home in one after spending the last three years in confined halls. And if I learn how to operate one, so much the better. "Not at all. Especially if you're going to teach me how to fly."
"I will teach you anything and everything you want, Jade." Adiron taps the tip of my nose again. "Just as long as you love me."
I slide my hand lower, to where his messy, half-hard cock rests on his thigh. "You couldn't get rid of me if you tried. Haven't you heard? We humans are a clingy, filthy lot."
His eyes flare with interest. "How filthy?"
I lick his nipple and give his stirring cock a squeeze. “The filthiest.”
Adiron gives a sigh of pleasure. “My favorite.”
Mine, too.
Author’s Note
Hello there!
Whew, what a year this has been! 2020 has definitely been one for the books….and we call it the black moment. ;) That’s the moment in plotting a romance where everything hits the fan and everything is terrible and it seems as if nothing will work out for the hero and heroine. So yeah. 2020. It needs a collective punt out the door.
This is a series I’ve meant to do for a long time. Those of you that have followed me on Facebook for a while know that I have PLANS! GREAT PLANS! And not all those plans come to fruition because my eyes are too big for my plate. I’ve wanted to write about Adiron, Kaspar and Mathiras ever since they showed up in Zoey’s book (Deceiving the Corsair). I also had an idea for a ship ‘abandoned’ in space but a few humans were left behind on it and they lured pirates to their doom, just like space sirens.
(Sidenote: I totally should have called this Space Sirens. Hello, missed opportunity.)
The two ideas collided and I couldn’t wait to get started on the Corsair Brothers…except I’m already writing a jillion things. Sigh. So it got pushed. And pushed. Every January I make my tentative schedule for the year and wiggle things around as we go, and Corsairs always got wiggled of
f because there were dragons to write, or Icehome books, or what have you.
BUT! With the pandemic raging, I started doing serials. I know how brutal it is to wake up and see nothing but terrible shit everywhere you click, so I wanted to keep the serials going. I like the idea of having something shiny and fun to look forward to on the ‘net every day. I threw up a poll and asked people what story they wanted for the serial after WHEN SHE BELONGS and Corsairs won!
Thus, I was finally able to start the books. :)
You’ll notice at this point not everything was wrapped up. Is Shaalyn gone for good? Where’s Kaspar? Where’s Mathiras? What happens with Straik? How *did* all those humans get there? Since this will be a series that’s very closely tied together, I’ll be answering them throughout the books. By the time we hit the end of book 4, all questions will be answered, but I might dance around them for a while first. :)
Adiron was truly fun to write. It’s so nice to have a hero that doesn’t take himself (or anything else) too seriously but is still head over heels for his heroine. He’s a simple man with simple pleasures, but still gets shit done and wrecks things if his woman is in danger.
I did get a little flack from people who didn’t like Jade nearly as much as Adiron. Some readers thought Jade was too boring, too responsible, or that Adiron needed someone more fun. I feel that a relationship works best when both parties bring something special out of their partner. In my opinion, Jade works well with Adiron *because* she’s thoughtful and serious and responsible. She doesn’t try to change him, either, just offers another perspective. Likewise, Adiron loves that Jade cares about others and pulls him back from making foolish decisions. He needs that gentle guidance or he’ll go around the universe half-cocked. I thought they were well-matched, personally. Adiron makes Jade feel a little reckless at times, and Jade helps Adiron remember to have a damn plan.
