by C. V. Walter
"I don't think I'd object to much of anything right now," she told him, a chuckle in her voice. "But I don't want to be selfish. Do you-"
Her question was cut off with a gasp of pleasure as he pulled her pajama bottoms off and laid a kiss against the swollen nub at the top of her slit. A long lick from her superheated core to the button that controlled her pleasure made him moan with appreciation. Yes, he could do this all night and be satisfied, he told himself.
He lapped up everything that had spilled out of her sex, enjoying the way it glistened against her skin, the way her scent called to him. Then he set his tongue to mimicking his fingers earlier and her hand pushed at the top of his head. When he glanced up, he saw her head was thrown back, her breathing deep and rapid.
Her fingers curled in his hair, pulling him against her and he chuckled. He licked up her slit again until he reached her swollen apex. Running his tongue over and around the gentle nub, he listened to her breathing and moans, drawing out the sounds he wanted the most. When he sucked it gently into his mouth, she bucked against him, her fingers curling around his horn so she could hold him where she wanted him. He moaned against her while he sucked and she let out a scream while she thrust her hips at him. More of her delicious cream bathed his chin and he moved his lips down to catch as much as he could on his tongue.
When her spasms eased, he licked his lips and looked up at her.
"Was that what you wanted, Maw-lee? Are you satisfied?"
Chapter 15
Are you satisfied? Molly ran the question through her mind. How could she possibly answer that?
"I'm-" she started and squirmed. He laid a gentle kiss on her hip and she gasped.
"That sounds like you're not," he said, giving her a gentle lick across her belly. She hated when men focused on that part of her anatomy, hated when they looked at her from such an unflattering angle, but this time all she felt was a spear of desire shoot through her.
"What did you do to me?" she asked. "I've never felt this needy."
He grinned at her. "I thought you were here for what I was doing. Do I need to do it again? I'll admit, I'm eager to taste you again but you said you needed a moment."
"That was-" she started and swallowed hard. "How did you learn how to do that?"
"You taught me," he said. "Granted, I have a serious motivation to learn and the lessons are no hardship. I'll likely get better with practice."
"Lord help me," she breathed. "I don't think I'll survive."
"Then I'll just have to bring you back again," he told her. "Not even death can claim you until I've had my fill and I don't anticipate being done with you for a long, long time."
She trembled and he nipped at her hip, soothing the slight sting with his tongue, while she writhed under his hands.
"I don't know what you're doing to me, why I feel like this, but if you keep doing that, I'm going to hurt you," she said, her hands grabbing onto his horn and pulling. He moaned and nipped her skin again.
"I've explained how this all works," he told her, nuzzling along her pubic bone. "What is it you're confused about?"
"You're an asshole," she told him.
"That's not a question," he said, laughter in his voice.
"Fuck," she exclaimed when he ran his thumb over her pussy lips.
"Still not a question," he said.
Molly loved the way her body felt, bolts of pleasure singing along her nerves as he kissed and touched her, but she hated how much more she wanted from him. She'd never wanted a man this much, needed to feel him filling her while he kissed and stroked her, and she didn't have the words to tell him. Because she had the feeling that, once he was inside her, she was his for as long as she drew breath. This wasn't a once and done assignation, or even a short-term affair while she was on vacation. The way her body already craved his, the reactions he was able to pull from her, told her she would do anything to feel like this again.
"I feel empty," she whispered. "I need something inside me."
He lifted his head up, nuzzling against her arm as she gently stroked his horn. "What do you need inside you, Maw-lee?"
She closed her eyes and let out a shaky breath. "You," she said. "And I hope your anatomy matches mine well enough to soothe this ache because I don't know what I'm going to do if it doesn't."
Mintonar climbed back up her body and settled his hips between her legs. The ridge he pressed against her was hard and thick and she moaned when he rubbed against her. "We'll fit, Maw-lee, if that's truly what you want. I could feast on you for days and still crave your sweet cream."
With a whimper, she nodded. "I don't think it's a question of want anymore. I need you inside me, I need to feel you and hold you while you're there."
He kissed her, feasting at her mouth while he pulled his own clothes off. When her hands touched his bare chest, he hissed and ground himself against her, the pressure pushing her harder into her need. Everywhere they touched sent waves of pleasure, of need, through her and all she could do was writhe and beg for more.
Once he'd kicked his pants off and she could feel he bare skin of his hips against her legs, Molly tried to look down. He caught her chin in his hand and held her gaze for long moments before kissing her again. Sweet, gentle caresses that left her craving more while his hand trailed down her body until his hand stroked her thighs.
His hard length rubbed against her and it was like the softest silk over steel, teasing her flesh and sending bolts of desire through her. The knuckles of his hand brushed her thigh while he took himself in hand and he pulled back to look at her face.
Molly could tell her cheeks were flushed and her breath was coming in soft pants. He laid a gentle kiss against her lips then his blunt head was at her entrance. He pushed and her eyes widened, her breath catching in her chest.
"Oh, wow, you're big," she said on a gasp, spreading her legs wider.
"I'll fit," he told her, rocking in and out with small thrusts of his hips. "There's no hurry and you're more than ready for me."
Every time he moved, she expected the pressure to turn into a burn but her body gave way, the pleasure from their skin touching sending small waves through her, relaxing her just enough to let him in a little more. He couldn't have been more than half way in when her back bowed with the first orgasm, her pussy clenching and pulling him deeper.
With a groan, he pushed the rest of the way until she felt impossibly full. He stayed still for a moment, letting her writhe under him until the waves of pleasure subsided, then he slowly pulled almost all the way out, until she whimpered at the loss. One hard thrust had him fully seated again and the arms clutching at his shoulders spasmed, pulling her nails down his back as he started thrusting in earnest.
Her legs wrapped around him and he gripped her hips, holding her steady so he could get as deep as possible. He kissed her, working his way down her neck, licking the beads of sweat springing up on her collarbone while her gasps of pleasure turned into a scream while her pussy clenched around him.
"Yes, yes," she breathed and he laughed.
"Is that what you needed, Maw-lee?" he asked, his breath the only thing showing his exertion.
"Fuck me, you feel good," she said, digging her fingers into his back. "More, I need more."
He claimed her lips and started pounding into her harder, faster, and she broke, shattering apart into a million glittering pieces in his arms until she was certain of nothing except his skin and the way he held her. Her orgasm triggered his and he pushed into her once, twice, and she could feel his seed flooding her while he trembled in her arms.
He buried his face against her neck and she wrapped her legs around him harder, holding him against her until she felt her heart start to slow and her breathing evened out. Wrapping his arms around her, he settled her more comfortably, his cock still buried deep inside, still hard, and his hips pumping gently.
"That was-" Her voice trailed off on a sigh, turned to a gasp when her pussy clenched around him with gentle afters
hocks.
"It was," he agreed. Still, he kept moving against her, inside her, and she held him close.
"Are you..." she didn't know what to ask. ‘Was it good for you?’ felt trite and she was certain she knew the answer.
"Are you?" he asked, lifting his head and cocking an eyebrow at her.
"Am I what?" she asked, then moaned when he thrust into her harder.
"Satisfied?" he said. "Was this enough to ease the craving within you?"
"I thought it was," she said on a gasp.
"What do you think now?" he asked, one hand gripping the back of her neck while he pumped into her again and again.
"More," she moaned. "I need more."
"How much more?" he demanded.
"Everything," she said as her body started to ripple around him again. "Give me everything."
She was certain it was hours later when he finally pulled out of her, their bodies relaxed and sated while they laid next to each other on the small table. Her muscles were sore in ways she couldn't remember being sore before and she was certain she had a very silly, very satisfied smile on her face.
He'd held her close the entire time, only pulling back enough to kiss various body parts while his cock was buried deep inside her, and she'd been more than okay with that. Usually, she insisted on changing positions, if only to keep her joints from aching but the longer they'd gone on, the better everything had felt.
She nuzzled against his chest and kissed, then licked the damp skin. He shivered and held her tighter. "Maw-lee, you are truly insatiable. Were I not certain you could not move any more than I can, I would be concerned about your designs on my body."
With a giggle, she licked him again, only to be pulled hard against his chest. A deep breath brought her the scent of warm, sweaty male and something about the smell sent tingles of pleasure down her spine. "Are you really exhausted?" she asked him, smothering a yawn.
"Desperately so," he answered.
"Hmm," she said, her lips moving gently against his chest. "It's a good thing we're in the medical bay, then."
She could hear the slight pause in his breath. "And why's that?"
"So I can fix you when I wear you out again."
He rolled her onto her back and captured her lips. Pleasure shot through her and she moaned, arching her back and pressing as much of her body against him as she could. Her body was sated, every nerve was buzzing with pleasure, and she couldn't stop touching him.
He leaned down and bit gently on a nipple, and she gasped, her legs wrapping around him again. He was hard, she was wet with her own desire and the result of hours of copulation, and he pushed in again, sliding deep and waking every nerve inside her again. A happy sigh breathed out of her when he was all the way in and he kissed her.
"I can't get enough of you," he murmured against her lips. "Even when there should be nothing left, a single sigh from your lips brings me to life again."
"Are you a doctor or a poet?" she asked with a smile, the first ripples of pleasure cascading through her.
"I'm yours," he told her. "Whatever you need, whatever you want, and you're mine. To hold, to cherish, to satisfy in every way I can."
Her head lolled back, his lips kissing her neck, her throat, and she ran her fingers through his hair as she held him against her. They'd have to stop eventually, to sleep and eat if nothing else, but for right now, in this moment, she was happy with his answer.
"Yes," she said, her breath hitching as pleasure rolled through her.
Chapter 16
When Mintonar was finally able to force himself away from Maw-lee, he dragged himself to his feet with the intent of getting a shower. His comm showed him they'd been busy all night and well into the next shift, something he'd never thought possible. Then, she rolled over and smiled at him and all he wanted to do was crawl back onto the table and continue worshiping her body.
There wasn't a single inch he hadn't touched, no blemish he didn't know, no bump or curve he hadn't licked or kissed. And he wanted to do it all over again.
He watched Maw-lee stretch and yawn on the table and he had to drag himself away from her. She turned her head to the side and sniffed, her nose wrinkling in reaction.
"I need a shower," she declared. Instantly, the thought of water pouring over her body, sliding down all the places he'd worshiped through the night brought him back to attention. She smirked, her eyes sliding down his body until they landed on his member. They widened and she bit back a scream.
"Are you well, Maw-lee?" he asked.
"Um," she said, staring. "Has it always looked like that?"
He looked down. "Yes? Is something wrong?"
She swallowed hard. "Well, I guess not? You're, um, different from what I'm used to."
"You enjoyed the differences earlier," he said. "Is there something you find objectionable?"
Eyes wide, she shook her head. "No, I know what it felt like, I just wasn't expecting, well, you're blue all over. I wasn't expecting vibrant purple or, um, such a flat head. Human men are more tapered and, um, I guess I knew you were bigger but I wasn't expecting it to be that much bigger."
"Do you dislike it, Maw-lee?" he asked, coming closer.
She shook her head. "No, no I do not. I was just surprised, is all. Maybe I should have insisted on seeing it first."
"Would you have stopped what we were doing last night if you had?"
"No," she said, looking up at him. "Maybe slowed it down a little bit but I wanted that every bit as much as you did. Maybe more."
He stroked the back of his finger down her arm and she trembled. "Do you want it now?"
"Very much so," she said. "But we can't spend all day in bed. Especially when it's not actually a bed." She grinned at him and rapped her fingers against the table.
"This is true, though I would take you to my bed and keep you there for weeks if I did not have duties elsewhere. And I, too, need a shower. Perhaps I can persuade you to join me?"
Maw-lee ducked her head until her hair fell over her face, then bit her lower lip and smiled up at him. The effect was immediate and intense. He hadn't thought he could get any harder but he was wrong. If he'd been asked to punch holes in the bulkhead with his cock, it wouldn't have posed a problem in that instant.
"Fuck," he breathed, using her favorite exhalation. She'd used it multiple times and in multiple ways throughout the night and he found it very apropos.
She giggled and darted forward to give his member a quick lick. He stiffened and she gave a surprised murmur. Coming back for a longer lick, she covered the head with her mouth and sucked. He bucked against her, putting a hand out to cup the back of her head for balance, and she moaned against him. The soft, wet feeling of her tongue working over his head while she sucked gently was enough to send him to his knees.
Just as his knees were about to buckle, she released him and pulled back slightly. "You taste like," she started, then licked her lips. "Caramel syrup?"
Mintonar was trying to get his labored breathing back under control. "Is that a good thing?"
"Depends on what you mean by a good thing," she told him. "I love the taste of caramel syrup and I would very much like to see if I can make you as wild as you made me last night. So, I would like to spend several hours indulging myself at some point in the very near future. This might make taking a shower this morning difficult but only you can decide if that's a problem."
The look on her face promised very wicked things and he couldn't help but groan. "I have too much to do today that cannot be put off. I must, at the very least, feed and bathe you before I can attend to all the rest of my duties, several of which have become very urgent since the rest of the ship woke up."
Maw-lee ran a finger over her bottom lip and pouted. "That's what I thought. Then I shall take myself to the shower so that you may get on with your day."
She sat up and stretched her arms up and then back, bending back until her breasts thrust themselves at him, and took a deep breath. He couldn't
help himself, he cupped her breasts, his thumbs going straight for her nipples to rub in small circles over the perky nubs. Her arms came down on his shoulders, her back still arched to allow him access to her breasts, and her head thrown back so her hair cascaded down to the table.
He moved one hand to the back of her neck and pulled her willing body against his so he could take her mouth. Their lips were both swollen and sensitive from hours of kissing and sucking at each other’s bodies but it only made her taste sweeter. He pressed against her soft, pliant body and wished for the time to be able to take her again properly.
"You are too tempting," he said when he pulled back to breathe. "I can't get enough of you."
"It's a shame you have to work," she purred. "But I understand. I'll stop tempting you with my naked body."
She ran a finger down his chest to circle around his nipple and he sucked in a breath. With a chuckle, she leaned forward to kiss his chest and push him back, licking up his skin while she stood up. His hands went to her hips and he pulled her against him. She curled her arms around his neck and stood on her toes to reach the base of his throat where she laid a gentle kiss.
"Shower," she said. "We're both sticky and you have to work today."
"You must eat and rest," he told her.
"Agreed," she said and grinned at him. "I will say, I don't think I've ever felt so energized. I know I should be exhausted but I really just feel like I've had a full night’s sleep and an energy drink."
Her stomach picked that moment to growl and she laughed.
"You are hungry," he told her. "And this second wind will wear off soon. We shall bathe you, feed you and put you to bed."
"We?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
"Yes, I intend to help with all three of those things. Unless you'd rather I left you alone?"
Maw-lee licked her lips and smiled at him. "Well, until you get me one of those comm things so I can open the door to the bathroom, you're going to have to help me with at least some of it. Might as well have you scrub my back while you're at it."
