by Sadie Carter
Zoey licked her lips. “Yes. I want you.”
She glimpsed a grin of satisfaction on his lips before he swooped down to capture her mouth with his. A storm of need grew from within as he kissed her. Dex licked at the seam of her lips until she parted them, allowing him entrance. Every swipe of his tongue, each movement of his mouth pushed her higher and higher.
She clasped her hands on his shoulders, holding on tight, needing him to anchor her. Dex sat back, breathing heavily, his legs cradling her hips as he watched her intently.
“Wow.” She touched her lips gingerly. “Just wow.”
“That’s good?”
“Yeah, it’s good.”
He chuckled. “Place your hands above your head.”
“Why?” she asked suspiciously.
Dex stared at her until she obeyed him. He said some words in his own language and something warm and soft slipped around her wrists. Immediately, she tried to draw her hands away from the mattress but found she couldn’t move them more than an inch.
“Dex?” she asked nervously.
“Relax,” he told her soothingly. “I would never do anything to harm you. The masic is simply going to hold you still while I do a little exploring.”
Oh, hell.
He grabbed the top of her borrowed outfit and ripped it straight down the middle. He spread the sides of it apart as though unwrapping a present. For the longest time, he simply stared down at her.
Well? Did he like his present? Or did he wish she’d come with an exchange voucher?
“I know I’m carrying around a few extra pounds. My thighs are a bit chunkier than usual and I could stand to do some stomach crunc—”
Frowning, he placed a hand over her mouth. “Do not. You are perfect.” He lifted his hand away from her mouth.
“If you say so,” she replied doubtfully.
“I do. In fact, you need to gain back the weight you lost over the last few risings.”
“I really don’t,” she countered, but he ignored her, his attention fixated on her breasts, which she kind of figured was her best feature.
“These are by far the most wonderful breasts I have ever seen.”
Zoey peered down at her breasts. Sure, they were okay. But wonderful? That seemed a stretch.
“How many breasts have you seen?” Maybe he didn’t get out much.
“Oh, thousands,” he said absentmindedly, reaching down to brush the palm of his hand over the very tip of her nipple.
Zoey arched up with a gasp. “Thousands? In real life?”
He looked away from her breasts for a moment to give her a puzzled look. “How else would I see them?”
“Movies.” She shivered as he cupped her breasts, pushing them together. He lightly brushed his thumbs over her nipples. God, she was so ready for him. It was embarrassing how much she needed him.
Her clit pulsed as she subtly tried to rub her legs together, wanting some ease for the overwhelming lust swamping her.
“What are movies?”
The confusion in his voice was like a cold splash of water. Zoey gaped up at him. “You don’t have movies?”
“I don’t know, my own. Perhaps if you tell me what these movies are, I might know what you talking about.” He kissed down her chest and around first one breast then the other. His lips brushed over her sensitive skin.
“A motion picture? Actors? Scripts, action, comedy, romance?” Her voice grew desperate as he just grew more and more confused.
“Oh God, what have I done? Your people are backward.”
“Zerconia is one of the most powerful and advanced planets, far more so than Earth,” he replied, offended. “These movies cannot be important or we would have them.”
They were important to her. Dex took her nipple into his mouth, sucking strongly and suddenly her disappointment was swamped by pure bliss. He flicked her nipple with his tongue, using his fingers to play with her other nipple.
He bit down on her nipple and she jolted, shocked by the sudden pain. Zoey opened her mouth to tell him off when he soothed the abused nipple with his tongue and she melted into a pool of warm, gooey satisfaction.
Dex shifted to her other nipple, circling the areola with his tongue, teasing her until she growled at him.
“Something wrong, my own?”
“Touch it,” she demanded.
“Like this?” He slowly ran his tongue over her nipple and she arched up with a groan. “Or like this?” Her nipple disappeared into the warm, wet confines of his mouth. Flashes of lightning sizzled through her body and she bit down on her lip to stop herself from begging for more. “Or did you want me to do this?”
He lightly bit her nipple then tugged on it. Echoes of pleasure screamed through her body as her clit throbbed.
“Oh God,” she groaned. “Please fuck me.”
Dex raised his eyebrows. “But we’ve only just started.”
“No, no, no,” she countered. “I can’t last much longer. Don’t torture me, Dex.”
Zoey could hear the desperation in her voice. Dex must have heard it as well as he reached up and cupped her cheek.
“Shh, my own. I would never push you further than you could endure. I am going to take good care of you. Always.”
She got the feeling he wasn’t just talking about sex. Warmth filled her. She didn’t need someone to take care of her. She’d been taught that she needed to look after herself, to stand on her own two feet.
But sometimes it might be nice to have someone to lean on.
Dex continued down her body, licking and nibbling in turns. Her body tingled; need washing over her in unrelenting waves. When he got to her panties, he paused.
“These need to go.”
“Well, yeah.” Duh, unless he intended to have sex some other way. Wait, he didn’t, did he?
“Dex?” she asked, slightly alarmed.
“Yes, my own?” He grasped her panties and ripped them.
“Hey!” she cried, temporarily distracted. “Do you need to rip everything I own?”
“You don’t need them.”
“You’ll be buying me more, buddy. I hope you can afford to keep me in panties.”
He threw away the scraps of lace. “You do not need to worry about buying more of these. Zerconian women do not wear them.”
They didn’t? They went commando? She wasn’t sure how she felt about that but right now she had something more pressing on her mind.
“Dex?”
“Yes?”
“You do have sex the normal way, right?”
He watched her as he placed kisses along the top of her mound.
“What is normal?”
Oh shit, what if he didn’t? How else could he have sex?
“You put your penis is my vagina, right?” Damn, she sounded like a sex educator.
“Penis? Vagina?”
With an exasperated sigh, she nodded down at her mound. “Vagina or pussy.” Then she nodded at his crotch. “Penis or cock.”
“Yes, I will be putting my cock in your pussy. Interesting words. You may use them when we are joining.”
“Thanks,” she said sarcastically. “I try to use those words as little as possible.”
“I will also be putting my cock here.” He ran a finger over her lips before pushing it inside her mouth. “Suck.”
She sucked on his finger, watching as his eyes glowed bright amber with arousal. He drew his finger out slowly.
“And here.” With his wet finger, he reached down between her legs and pushed his finger between her ass cheeks.
“Ahh, I don’t think so,” she said nervously even as her body heated.
He pressed his finger against her asshole. “I can smell your arousal, my own. Are you sure you’re not interested in having me take you here?”
“I’ve never had sex that way.”
“Don’t worry, I would prepare you properly first. You know I’d never hurt you, right? I’ve made mistakes, I’ve said things I wish I could take back
, but I would never harm you.”
“I know,” she told him. “You just wish I was a Zerconian female rather than a weak, silly Earther.”
He groaned and kissed her nipple. “I’m sorry for my words. I was angry.”
“It’s true, though. I’m not the sort of person you imagined you would end up with. And this is forever.”
It both terrified her and filled her with a sense of security. Although she still wasn’t totally sure she believed him when he said he would never leave her.
“No, you’re not. But although it was initially a shock, I am thankful for finding you.”
“Really?”
He kissed her. “Really. I am not like the other males in your life. I will never leave you, Zoey.”
He’d said her name. Such a simple thing yet it told her he was willing to listen to her.
Dex kneeled between her legs and quickly shed himself of his vest, exposing his impressive chest.
“Yikes,” she said, openly running her gaze over him. “You really know how to catch a woman’s attention.”
He grinned. “Your attention is the only one I’m interested in catching.”
When he put his mind to it, he really could be charming. Grasping hold of the top of his form-fitting pants, he pulled them off. She could actually feel her jaw drop as he revealed his thick, erect cock.
“Well? What do you think?” he asked as he took hold of his cock, running his hand up and down the thick shift.
“That is definitely not going in my asshole.” It was freakin’ huge. She’d watched porn, she knew what big was.
This was massive.
“Zoey?”
She peered up to find him frowning down at her.
Great, Zoey. Probably not the reaction he was hoping for.
“Uhh, you’re hairless down there.”
“That’s offensive to you?”
“No. No, not at all. You know, it’s nice to have a man that keeps himself nicely groomed down there.”
“Zerconians do not grow hair down there.”
They didn’t?
“Dex? I’m really not sure this is going to work. I mean, you’re huge.”
“I am?” A smug look crossed his face. Men. Didn’t matter where they came from, they all liked to know that their junk was impressive. “Don’t worry, it will fit.”
“How do you know?”
“Because you are my mate. The other half of me.” He kissed along the top of her mound, stirring her need once more. “Trust me.”
Trust him? It wasn’t about trust. It was about her not wanting to be split in fucking two.
Dex pushed her legs apart and lay between them. He parted the lips of her pussy, then blew his breath over her wet folds. She shivered as her clit reacted, her pussy clenching with need.
He took one long, slow lick of her juices. His tongue felt warm against her folds and she moaned at the sensation. With his thumb, he flicked her clit while his tongue continued to lap over her entrance.
She couldn’t move. She was totally at his mercy.
And she loved it.
Dex thrust his tongue deep into her pussy.
“Oh God,” she cried as he moved his thumb faster, flicking her clit as he pulled his tongue out. “Dex! I need you!”
Shifting his tongue up to her clit, Dex swirled it around the swollen nub as he pushed one finger deep inside her.
“Please, please.” Orgasm was so close. She’d been on edge for so long, it wasn’t going to take much more…. Zoey screamed as she came, her pussy clenching tightly around the single digit inside her.
As her body shuddered, waves of release rocking her, Dex climbed over her and slipped the tip of his cock inside her.
He paused. “Are you ready for me, my own?”
Dazed, she gazed up into his face, noticing how strained he looked. She could imagine how hard it was for him to hold back.
“Yes.”
“If you feel any pain, tell me straight away.” As he pushed forward, he leaned down and took one nipple into his mouth. Pleasure pulsated through her body, making her nerve endings dance with delight. Her pussy stretched, welcoming him inside her.
He moved torturously slow. Inching inside her at the pace of a snail.
“Move faster,” she demanded.
“No. You are not in charge of this, my own.”
She scowled up at him. “Now is not the time to be an arrogant ass.”
“It is not arrogance, my own. I long to thrust inside you, to simply take you.”
“Then why aren’t you?” Her racing heart pounded in her chest as she fought to calm her breathing.
Leaning in, Dex kissed her. A sweet kiss that nevertheless sizzled. When he pulled back, his gaze held hers. The beautiful shade of amber captured her attention, holding her still.
“Because it is up to me to keep you safe. Even from myself.”
And she knew that he took that job seriously. “I’m fine. I want you, Dex.”
She wished she could run her hands over his body, to touch his taut, smooth skin, feel his strength and know that he was really here. With her.
“I want to touch you.”
He said a few words in his own language and the light pressure around her wrists disappeared and she pulled her arms down.
She clasped her hands around her shoulders, running her hands over his biceps, marveling at his size. She didn’t think she could even get both hands around his upper arm.
“God you feel so amazing around my rod,” he told her. “Like warm, wet silk.”
“You sweet-talker,” she panted.
“I do not know what this sweet talk is, but your pussy tasted very sweet.” He winked and her pussy spasmed in reply.
Why did she teach him those words?
“Dex, please, this pace is killing me.” Was it possible to die from sex? How embarrassing would that be? “If I die while we’re having sex, make sure you dress me before anyone sees me.”
Dex scowled. “Do not joke about such things.”
He slid fully inside her, the tip of his cock brushing against her cervix, causing her to jolt in surprise. “I don’t know if I like that.”
“Sorry, my own.” He moved back slightly as he kissed down her neck, nipping her skin then sucking on it lightly. “Stars, you are so beautiful.” He nipped her lower lip. A zing of pleasure shot through her, echoing in her clit and she clenched around him.
He pulled himself out then dove inside, far faster than she’d imagined. But God, it felt good. Better than good—out of this world. Like nothing she’d experienced before.
Balancing his weight on one hand, in a demonstration of just how strong he was, Dex reached between their bodies, slipping his hand down to her mound. With his thumb, he stroked her already tender clit.
“I don’t know if I can stand it,” she cried, now holding on to him for her life as he drove himself in and out of her.
“You can, my own. For me.”
She arched, screaming as she came so violently it stole her breath. Her vision darkened as sharp shocks of pleasure rocked her body. Dex’s scream of satisfaction barely registered as she floated blissfully unaware of everything around her.
“Zoey? Zoey, are you all right?”
Zoey could hear Dex calling to her, but he sounded so far away. She drifted peacefully, all her worries, her angst, her exhaustion just melted away.
“Zoey! Come back to me now!”
Why did he sound so stressed? Something tugged sharply on her hair and she frowned.
“Zoey!”
“What?” she asked without bothering to open her eyes.
“Thank the stars.” The relief in Dex’s voice was clear.
“Her vitals are picking up,” another voice replied. Who was that? Thor? What was Thor doing here?
Zoey opened her eyes, startled to see Dex and Thor looming over her. Dex looked concerned, while Thor smiled down at her, a twinkle in his eyes.
“What’s going on? Why is T
hor here?” She glanced down to find herself sprawled on the masic, covered in only a blanket.
Making certain she was well covered, she attempted to sit but Dex placed his hands on her shoulders, gently holding her down.
“Lie still.”
“Why? What the hell is going on? What are you doing here, Thor?”
“He came because I called for him. You fainted.” Dex scowled at her accusingly.
“I did not.” She hadn’t, had she?
“You did, my own. You went pale and limp. I couldn’t rouse you so I called for Thor.”
“I’m not ill. I was just tired.”
“It was more than that, my own,” Dex replied. “I couldn’t rouse you.”
There was fear in his face and her anger faded. How could she be mad at someone who was just concerned for her?
“It must be the joining.” Thor ran a wand over her. “Perhaps it’s because she is weak.”
“I am not weak!”
The two men looked at each other and spoke in their own language.
“Hey! No! Bad boys!”
Dex frowned down at her, crossing his arms while Thor appeared confused.
“Did she just call us ‘bad boys’?”
Dex made a disapproving noise in the back of his throat as scowled down at her.
Uh oh.
“It’s not fair to talk about me when I can’t understand you.” Screw it. She sat, returning Dex’s glare. “It’s rude.”
“It is not up to you to correct us, mate,” he replied sternly.
She snorted. “Who is going to if I don’t? Everyone else is scared of you.”
“I’m not!” Thor argued.
Zoey rolled her eyes. God save her from tender male egos. “Present company excepted, of course.”
“It’s only right that those under me fear me a little,” Dex told her. Then he frowned slightly. “Although my current behavior has induced a little more fear than I would have liked.”
He aimed his gaze back down at her. “However, what did I say about challenging me in front of others?”
Zoey waved her hand. “It’s just Thor. Besides, I’m out of sorts, remember?”
Immediately, Dex’s face turned to one of concern. Yeah, she felt a little guilty but to be fair, she was feeling a bit lightheaded and off.
“Zoey, are you well?” She blinked as Thor’s face went in and out of focus.
