“You handled her nicely.”
“She missed you, and she’s scared that you’re going to go away again.”
“Not if I can help it.” She went into Mia’s room to kiss her. Mia threw her arms around her and held on for dear life. She sat and rocked her for a while until she dozed off before putting her back to bed.
Cole was sitting on the couch when she came out.
“It’s been a day.”
He held out a hand, and she went to him falling into his chest when he tugged her down.
“It’s been more than that. You were out for three days, and no one knew if you were going to live or die. I paced and Mia paced. She cried something I am unable to do, no tear ducts, but that doesn’t mean I can’t hurt. I wished I did things differently thousands of times but nothing changed and all I could do, all we could do was wait.”
“I know I said I was sorry already, but I am. I’m sorry for scaring you and Mia. Sorry for leaving you alone with her, sorry for…”
The feel of his lips on her stopped her words. Her eyes widened before she closed them and opened her mouth. His tongue slid in, and this time she didn’t want him to stop.
Her hands went around his back while she got closer to him. She pulled up the shirt he was wearing to stroke his back. Her fingers played over him growing warm and tingly the more she touched him.
“You're addicting the more I touch you, the more I want to touch you.”
He was kissing the side of her neck giving her small bites that were making her shiver.
“Cole.” His name came out in a breathless moan as she moved her hand over his hard dick.
He stiffened and pulled back his eyes looking wild.
Chapter Eleven
The look in his eyes made her want to pull back and hunch into herself, but that was yesterday's reaction, not todays.
Did we hurt him?
I don’t know.
Do something, Jessie.
Did they really think she wasn’t trying too? Maybe, since she hadn’t made a move yet.
“Cole, look at me what did I do wrong?”
“Nothing.”
“Tell me about when you were on duty fighting. I know that sometimes men in the military go months or more without seeing their wives, girlfriends or sometimes without seeing females at all.”
“We went years without seeing females except those in our battalion. We were allowed free time planet side it may be a day to three or four days. Not enough time to catch the eye of a female if there wasn’t one willing to talk to you since you were created not born.”
“That’s a hard life.”
“It was expected for the victory of our planet.”
“War is never good for anyone. My touching you?”
“Was unexpected.”
She stood and reached out her hand. “Why don’t we go to the bedroom and take our time, see what happens.”
He took her hand turning off lights as they walked through the house.
“There’s something I always wanted to do but never got a chance to.”
“What’s that?”
She licked her lower lip and lowered her eyes.
What if he thinks it’s stupid?
It is stupid.
I’m caged up what is stopping you from telling him?
“I always just wanted a chance to explore my partner's body, and he could explore mine.”
“Touch you?”
She nodded. Every negative word she ever heard came back to haunt her as she played mental ninja and kicked them all away. The only word that mattered right now was Cole’s.
“I want to touch you.” His voice was thick with desire and any concern she had slipped away.
What do we do next?
I think he’s waiting on us.
We’re waiting on him.
That giddy rush of feeling went through her.
“Are the females on your planet very knowledgeable?”
“Yes, we’re only allowed to touch the infertile. They are allowed to share their bodies with whoever they desire from an early age.”
“I don’t have that much knowledge. I was always scared to have sex because I feared getting pregnant. After your siblings keep disappearing in the night, it changes you mentally. I’ve always wanted to see your chest and touch it.” The last came out in a soft admission of desire.
He reached down and grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head.
His chest was wide and thick with muscles, but there were also scars running across it. She moved closer lifting her finger to trace one long scar.
“It’s when I fell from the trifold. Some internal bleeding cracked bones.”
“You still climbed the trifold?”
“I had to I had the best chance of success because I did it all the time.”
She traced another scar before she placed a kiss on the first one. “I think you're brave.”
“Thank you.” His hand stroked her hair. He loved the color of it. It was so black it reminded him of the darkness of night and the silence of not hearing the battalions fighting and the Kur’iks dying.
She stood back and took off her pants, for reasons she didn’t dwell on taking off her pants seemed easier than the shirt. It felt less revealing.
“It still amazes me that a female as beautiful as you doesn’t have a male. I am grateful but amazed.”
“I never thought of myself as girlfriend material. Too many fears, too many secrets to keep. Let’s lie down.”
He followed her to the bed.
“Should we turn off the light?”
“No, I want to see you Jessie and all of your glorious curves.”
“Why Cole I do believe you are a sweet talker.” The smile on his face made her heart beat faster. This was exactly where she wanted to be with Cole, the alien who turned into an alien werewolf but who would always keep her safe.
“I just want to touch you.” She leaned against his side running the palms of her hands over his chest.
Her finger flicked a nipple, and it got harder. She bent her head and took one in her mouth listening to the low growls that left him as she sucked. His hand went to her head keeping her in place as his hips lifted in pleasure.
“You like that.”
“I do. Pleasure rarely happens in my life.”
“We need to change that.” She took his other nipple into her mouth sucking on it. She gave him soft kisses and bites to excite but not to hurt. He’d been hurt enough.
“Can I see?”
She knew what he was asking her. Would she take off her shirt, remove the armor that was protecting her?
“Yes.” She gripped the hem and pulled it up with a steady hand even though she was experiencing a little bit of fear and self-doubt. Now she was clad in nothing but a black bra and matching panties.
“You’re beautiful.” His hand came up and touched her carefully. He acted like she was fine china and might break with the wrong move.
“You can touch me, Cole, I won’t break, I promise.”
“You’re tough and the barrier let you through. That doesn’t stop me from being concerned that I will be too rough with you.”
“I promise I’ll tell you if you are but right now we’re just touching.”
He leaned over and kissed her making her body melt as she felt him relax.
“You taste like wild berries.” He licked the curve of her ear before his mouth nuzzled into the side of her throat turning her on.
“I love it when you kiss me right there.” She let out a moan of pleasure as he kept going lower kissing her right below her neck.
His fingers traced the cups of the bra she was wearing making her skin light up in desire. He placed his hand over one cup and squeezed. A high pitch sound came from her, but he didn’t back away.
“You’ll tell me if I hurt you?”
“Yes, that didn’t hurt.”
He nodded and did it again watching the pleasure flow across her face. Taking his fingers
, he pulled one of the cups down to reveal her pale breasts with a rosy tip.
“This is the same color as one of the rarest berries on my planet.”
He flicked a finger over her nipple watching it grow harder. “Beautiful.”
Lowering his head, he took her nipple into his mouth and sucked. The lower half of her body jackknifed off the bed while her arms went around him bringing him closer.
A moan of pure pleasure left her lips making him suck harder. He raised his head to look at her before pulling on the straps of her bra.
“How does this come off?” She gave a light laugh filled with passion as the frustration in his voice reached her. She unhooked her bra, and soon she was pushing it down her arms, before tossing it off the bed.
“You’re so beautiful.” His hands moved over her caressing and worshipping her body.
Lowering his head, he took her other nipple into his mouth sucking on it, he gave her small bites that heightened her pleasure. His lips moved exploring her, caressing her. He would scent her with each new place he kissed. She was beginning to feel like the star in her very own fantasy.
Her fingers dropped between her legs as she began to rub her clit. His eyes followed her movement as an enticing scent began to rise from her.
He crawled down the bed until his face was between her legs.
“What’s this?”
His finger replaced hers as he began rubbing it pushing a little harder than she was.
Her voice stuttered as it came out. “It’s my clit.”
“What does it do?”
“It’s there to give me pleasure.”
He raised his head to look at her before looking back at her clit. The smile that tilted his lips made her belly flip with butterflies. Lowering his head, he took her clit into his mouth and sucked.
She bucked and screamed while sinking her nails into his hair to keep him in place. He gave a small hum that seemed to move around her clit as he sucked making it more sensitive.
“It grows.” Was his surprised statement before he began sucking again. She felt like her clit was engorged and wanted to burst with the pleasure she was feeling.
He moved down and licked at her pussy taking in the flavors that were streaming out.
“You taste good.” He brought one thick finger up and began to slowly insert it into her.
That finger reminded her that he was a large male. She squirmed on the bed, she was tighter than she thought and his finger was driving shards of pleasure through her. When he added a second one, she decided rational thought wasn’t needed as she began to ride his fingers. She needed a release her body was hot and desperate.
“Cole.” His name was wrenched from her in a breathless scream of pleasure.
How could it be this good with just his fingers and his mouth? He moved his fingers faster and thought abandoned her. She moved to keep up with him while words that were pure sound came from her. She needed, she wanted the release he was promising her.
Her body tightened before her world fell apart. The high-pitched scream that came from her surprised her even as she fell over the edge of the volcano that was burning her up. She craved the ride.
Finally, her body hit the bed. Her muscles were useless, and all she wanted to do was lie there and bask in the pleasure of what she was feeling.
When she opened her eyes, Cole was looking at her filled with male satisfaction.
“I didn’t take care of you.”
“I’m fine.”
Her fingers walked down his hard dick that was pressing against his jeans. “This says you're aroused.”
He swallowed hard, and she watched the column of his throat work. How could he be sexier to her now than he was when she first met him? Was it because she knew him better now? Maybe it was because she knew that this male with the talented fingers and tongue carried a beast inside of him that would never hurt her. There was no way to be sure. It didn’t seem to matter sometime during all the drama her heart latched onto him, and it wouldn’t be that easy to give him up.
“Can I at least see if I promise not to touch?” Who was she lying to about not touching?
He stood unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans before he slid them down his legs. His hand went to the waistband of his boxers and slid them down before he stepped out of them.
She got up on her knees and moved to the side of the bed so she could see him better. The veins around his dick were ringed so differently from what she expected to see.
“You look so hard.”
He rubbed his hand over his thick dick, and a moan came from his lips that speared her in her spine and crashed landed in her pussy. She almost doubled over from the pleasure it gave her. She moved back so he could lie down.
“I have to touch.”
“I’m so close all I need is—.”
“Is my mouth on you.”
She took him sucking hard as she felt his dick throb in her mouth. Gripping him with her hands, she bobbed her head up and down before he pulled her away. The head of his dick expanded before he came all over her. She laughed in pleasure when she realized it was slightly metallic.
He pulled her into his arms and held her tight.
“No one has ever cared about my pleasure before.”
Chapter Twelve
Cole was still asleep when she woke. The words he whispered before they fell asleep were still playing in her mind. How could she not be concerned with his pleasure? She leaned in to kiss his cheek before she left the bed to check on Mia.
“What are you doing, baby girl?” She had climbed out her bed and was playing in a corner they set up with a mat along with several stuffed animals. There were even blocks for building structures. She was playing with the gray alien Cole had insisted they buy her.
“Cole,” she said lifting it in the air.
He wasn’t that cuddly in his beast form but who was she to destroy her daughter's thoughts.
“Cole.” She crossed the room picking her up to give her a hug and a kiss.
“I love you, Mama.”
“I love you too, sweetheart.”
She would not cry even as she blinked fast. Mia was coming out her shell. Maybe she was totally out already. This was the little girl she looked for every day instead she used to find the one that stood defiantly in the midst of her fear. She didn’t fear, and part of it was because she had a seven-foot father that would tear anyone apart who messed with her.
Cole was her father. She was still processing that one. How had it happened? He said something about enzymes and targeting the male DNA within her. Her original father’s DNA must have been defective, but why hadn’t the doctors said anything to her? They kept saying she would grow, talk and do everything the other kids did, just later in life.
Those were questions she couldn’t answer right now. “Shall we go fix your dada breakfast?”
Her big grin said it all. They stopped by the bathroom so Mia could use the stepstool they bought for her to be able to reach the commode. Watching her use it was another reminder of just how far along she already was. They washed their hands before they had a race to the kitchen.
Laughter peppered the air, and she had to stop. Her shoulder cringed for a minute before once again she realized that no one would hit her for laughing.
“What should we cook?” She asked Mia as she put her in her high chair. “I’m thinking cheese eggs, sausage, and French toast. What do you think?”
“Mama, mama.”
“Well, that sounds like a yes to me.”
She took out what she needed and kept up a running spiel with Mia asking her questions.
“Sweetie, breakfast is almost ready I think we need to wake your dada.” She turned around to find two faces looking at her trying not to laugh.
“How long have you been up?” Mia burst into laughter and Cole joined her.
“I’ve been in the kitchen long enough to hear all the nice things you said about me.”
“I take them back,”
she grumbled. He came over and gave her a kiss good morning that made her toes curl, and her pussy ache.
“I won’t take them back. Be thankful you’re such a good kisser.”
He leaned down and kissed Mia while her words made him feel light on his feet. She was always saying something to make him feel good, and she never realized it.
“Breakfast smells amazing.”
“Because it is. I mean I did cook it.” She laughed while she made three plates.
“Is the club open tonight?”
“It is. I thought we could take Mia out back let her run around, so she’s tired and ready to sleep when we get to the club.”
“We can do that, but I think eventually if we are going to stay, we’ll need a babysitter. Why are you frowning?”
“Why can’t we keep taking her to the club?”
“Eventually she’ll get too big to want to sleep at eight. I was planning on hiring one when I got away from my mother. It would be ideal if I had family that could watch her but I don’t.”
He turned to look at Mia the frown on his face deepening.
“I don’t think it’s a good idea to hire a human to watch her even if the human can cross the barrier. They won’t understand that she’s different. If the words of the babysitter gets to the wrong person, then you and Mia, as well as anyone here, could end up as science experiments.”
He was right, but she wasn’t use to thinking like that. She didn’t understand why some could cross the barrier and some couldn’t. From what she saw when she first came to interview for the position those who could cross were a small percentage of the population. It didn’t mean you were honest simply because you could cross.
“Let’s wait for now. I wouldn’t be comfortable leaving her with anyone we don’t already know.”
She was lost in her thoughts as they cleaned the kitchen and she took Mia to clean her up and change clothes. What allowed her to cross the barrier when so many others couldn’t even see it? Did that mean there was something off or different about her? Was she on some special watch list the government made up?
Alright paranoia, I think you’re taking it to far.
Am I? Look around you the world is scared of everything. If someone says boo over their shoulder, they are ready to fight. Do you really think it’s inconceivable that the government could be watching you or others like you?
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