by S. E. Smith
“Wow.” She whispered.
“I have hurt you. I…” J’kar broke off as his throat tightened. “I will take you to medical.”
Tink frowned. She didn’t need medical. She needed him. Struggling to sit up, she finally gave up when she realized J’kar wasn’t going to let her go. Tiredly she laid back. “I don’t need medical. I need you to hold me.”
“I should have been gentler.” Running his hand along her face he ran it further down her body stopping with a look of horror when he saw the traces of blood on the inside of her thighs. “I must get you to medical immediately.”
Tink followed his horrified look and saw the evidence of her virginity. Blushing, she tried to pull from J’kar’s arms again. “I, ugh, need to get a shower.”
J’kar looked dazed as Tink pulled out of his arms and reached for the towel lying on the floor. Wrapping it around her, she headed for the bathroom on trembling legs. Wow, if this is what it was like for her mom and dad, no wonder they couldn’t keep their hands off each other, Tink thought to herself as she stepped into the cubicle and waited for the sanitizer to do its job. As the light disappeared Tink turned to see a very shaken J’kar standing in the doorway of the bathroom wearing a pair of unbuttoned pants. He looked pale under his normally darker complexion. He raised a hand to run it through his short hair and Tink couldn’t help but notice it was shaking.
Concerned something was wrong, Tink waved the sanitizer off and stepped out of the cubicle. Not even bothering with a towel she walked over to J’kar and placed both of her hands on his bare chest. Staring up at him, she reached one hand up to run it along his cheek. She was scared when he jerked his head back away from her touch.
“What’s wrong? Are you upset about what happened?” The only thing Tink could think was J’kar was upset she had been a virgin. Maybe she hadn’t pleased him. It had been wonderful for her but she didn’t have anything to compare it with. Did the women on his world make love differently? Did he regret making love to her? If so, she wasn’t going to let him. She had wanted it and if he hadn’t enjoyed it, well, they would just have to try until she got it right. As long as he still wanted her.
“I will not touch you again. I apologize for what happened. It will not happen again.” J’kar said stiffly.
“You will not touch me again?” Tink asked in disbelief. “What the hell do you mean you won’t touch me again?”
“I regret what has happened. I give you my word it will not happen again. I will escort you to medical to be healed.” J'kar said in a harsh voice.
Tink watched in disbelief as J’kar turned and walked into the bedroom. He kept his back to her as he reached for his shirt. A deep anger started in the pit of her stomach as what he said sank in.
“Hold on just a damn minute. What is your problem? Are you saying you regret what just happened between us?” Tink was breathing hard. She was truly pissed. It was her first time and sure she knew she didn’t really know much about it, but hell, while it was happening he sure as hell didn’t seem to mind.
Glancing at Tink, J’kar turned to grab his shoes. “Yes. No. I must get you to medical.” J’kar was feeling overwhelmed. Why didn’t she understand he was just trying to protect her from him? He was worried about the blood he had seen and worried he had done more damage to her than she realized.
“Please, get dressed. If you are not able, I will call for the healer to come here.”
“The only one who is going to need a healer is you when I get done with you.” Tink turned and began dressing. “I can’t believe it. I finally let go and what happens? I meet the biggest jerk in the whole galaxy! The only place I am going is home. You are taking me home right now! Do you hear me? Right. Now.” Tink hissed as she pulled on her pants. She was so through with losers. Wiping at the tears streaming down her face, she yanked her t-shirt over her head.
Running a hand through her tousled hair she made the wavy mass go even wilder than before. Looking around to see if she had forgotten anything she shrugged and figured it could just get left. All she wanted to do is get off this damn ship and back home. At least there she knew how to deal with assholes.
J’kar’s heart clenched when he saw the tears coursing down Tink’s cheeks. Groaning in self-disgust he walked over to pull Tink into his arms. He wrapped his arms tighter when he felt her resistance. Kissing the top of her head he begged softly. “Please forgive me. My heart breaks at the thought of hurting you. I should never have lost control. I did not mean to hurt you, little one. I would never hurt you intentionally. You are the very breath I breathe.”
“Then why don’t you want to touch me again. I know I’m not very experienced but I thought it was great. I know if you are patient it can be even better.” Tink sobbed into the front of J’kar’s opened shirt.
“You want me to touch you? After I hurt you?” J'kar asked in shock.
“What are you talking about? You didn’t hurt me. Well, it hurt for a minute but I knew it would since I had never been with a man before. But, it won’t hurt like that again.” Tink said, her voice muffled as she pressed her face into J'kar's chest.
“I do not understand. I saw the blood.” J'kar whispered.
Tink looked up in disbelief. “That’s normal the first time.”
Shaking his head J’kar looked down into Tink’s beautiful brown eyes. “Normal? I do not understand.”
Blushing, Tink looked into J’kar’s silver eyes. “The first time a woman goes all the way, uh, has sex, when she loses her virginity…” did he seriously not realize she was a virgin and what it meant. “A girl has a thin membrane inside her. The first time she has sexual intercourse it is broken and there is some bleeding. There is nothing wrong and although it hurts at first it passes quickly. It doesn’t happen again. Only the first time. Do you understand? You didn’t hurt me. It was a natural part of human anatomy. I had never been with a man before you.”
“You do not need a healer?” Tink shook her head, a slow smile forming at his look of dawning comprehension.
“I did not hurt you?” Tink shook her head again.
“I am the only man you have ever been with?” This time there was a definite growl in his voice as he asked. Tink smiled even bigger as she nodded her head.
“The only one so far.” Tink answered with a mischeivous smile.
Tink felt the vibration as J’kar growled and pulled her up against him. “The only one ever. Forever.”
Pulling his head down to hers, Tink whispered against his lips. “Forever.”
Sealing her lips to his, she nipped his lower lip. When he opened his mouth to respond she quickly took control pushing her tongue into his mouth and drawing his into hers where she could suck on it. She never did get a chance to see how good he tasted. She planned on remedying that in the next few minutes.
Pushing his shirt off his shoulders, she ran her hands over his broad shoulders. Pulling her lips from his, she ran them along his throat feeling a thrill run through her when he groaned and tilted his head back to give her more access. Tink licked and nipped her way down along his shoulder wiggling until he let her slide back to the floor where her feet could touch. Not taking her lips off of his skin, she grabbed one of his nipples between her small teeth and sucked hard.
J’kar shuddered as Tink’s lips locked on his nipples. He was already swollen with need again and could smell her desire. He wanted her again and again.
“I don’t want to hurt you, little one.” J'kar groaned out in Tink's mind.
“You won’t. Give yourself to me. Let me love you this time. Let me show you how good it can be between the two of us.” Tink moaned passionately in return.
Tink pulled J’kar’s shirt the rest of the way off, raking her nails lightly across his back as she tossed it aside. Sliding her hands across his flat stomach she worked her way down his chest. It was covered in a light covering of dark hair. Lowering herself to the floor she worked the front of his pants opened raking his ass as she pulled them d
own. J’kar moaned as he felt her nails rake across his body. He began to tremble again as he felt the primal beast hidden deep within him fight to come out and claim his mate.
Tink licked her lips to wet them when she saw how big J’kar was up close. The rounded head of his cock had drops of pre-cum glistening on it. Taking her tongue, Tink rolled it around the head before sliding his cock into her mouth deep.
J’kar gasped as he felt Tink’s mouth close around him. Shaking even harder, he clenched his fists staring down as Tink looked up at him. He had never seen anything more erotic or beautiful than her kneeling there with his cock sliding in and out of her lips. Never had he been exposed to so much feeling during a sexual encounter. Females on his planet never placed a male’s sexual organ in their mouth. Sex was a means of reproduction or relief from hormonal buildup. It was not done for enjoyment, it was a need. What he was experiencing now went beyond enjoyment to an addiction. He had to have her. Wrapping his hands in Tink’s hair he began shaking even more as he felt his climax building.
“You must stop. I am going to spill my seed.” J’kar said harshly as he tried to pull away from Tink’s mouth.
“I want to taste you. I want to swallow your hot cum. Come for me, baby.” Tink whispered hungrily.
J’kar started shaking as he climaxed. His eyes staring in wonder as Tink drank his seed licking every drop of his cum from him. She pressed kisses along his length before reaching down and cupping his balls in her hands and pressing a kiss to them.
“Did you like?” Tink asked with a mischievous smile twisting her swollen lips.
J’kar bent down and lifted Tink into his arms. “You have too many clothes on.”
Tink laughed as J’kar started removing her clothes again. “I just put these on.” Tink giggled out.
“Yes. And I am taking them off you. I think I will keep you without clothes when I take you to my home. You will not need to wear them. Ever.” Grasping one of Tink’s swollen nipples in his mouth, J’kar wondered if he would ever be able to leave Tink at home. He could not imagine leaving her without his protection during the day while he took care of the needs of his people.
Chapter 20
J’kar left Tink sleeping in his room. They had made love again and again. He would have preferred to stay with Tink but they would be home after the next sleep cycle and he had left much of the repairs and running of the ship to his brother over the past five sleep cycles when Tink had battled for her life.
Walking onto the deck of the bridge, J’kar noted the furtive glances he received from the crew men. Frowning, he walked over to where Lan, Derik, and Borj were talking quietly. He was surprised when they broke apart almost guiltily.
“What reports do you have?” J’kar asked, reaching for a nearby data screen. Glancing over it, he waited for one of the men to reply.
Clearing his throat Borj replied. “Um, everything looks well. All damage has been repaired and we are on schedule for docking with the space dock tomorrow.”
Noticing the odd tone to Borj’s voice J’kar looked up and studied him. “You are well? Do you need to see the healer?”
He really focused on the men standing in front of him for the first time since entering the bridge. Derik and Lan avoided looking him in the eye. They actually had a slightly red tint to their faces. Borj looked at him but seemed uncomfortable shifting from one foot to the other. J’kar had never seen any of his warriors so uncomfortable before. Glancing around the bridge, he noticed all the men had stopped what they were doing and were watching him. When they noticed he was returning their stares they quickly turned back to their stations.
“Conference room. Now.” J’kar said through clenched teeth. Turning, he strode toward the conference room door. He knew something was amiss and planned to find out what it was. He had a bad feeling it was going to involve his bond mate.
The door closed behind them with a soft whish. Walking over to the replicator he asked for a cup of tea. If his feelings proved accurate he might end up with something much, much stronger. Squaring his shoulders he took a sip of tea watching the three men who had followed him. He almost felt a sense of amusement as they looked at each other then shuffled uneasily from one foot to the other.
“Well. What is it?” J’kar asked in a deceptively calm voice. His eyes scanned the three and he wondered who would speak first. His eyes narrowed on Lan as he seemed to be the most uncomfortable. Borj looked hesitant while Derik just stood there with an idiotic grin on his face.
“How is your bond mate?” Lan began uncomfortably. J’kar’s eyes narrowed even further when he noticed slight beads of sweat beginning to form on Lan’s forehead.
“She is well. Why do you ask?” J'kar asked hesitantly.
Pulling at his collar as if it was suddenly too tight, Lan cleared his throat. “The mating ritual is complete?” It was more a statement than a question and J’kar could tell Lan was becoming more uncomfortable with each passing moment.
“It is.” J’kar’s voice had dropped to a deadly calm. “Why do you ask?”
Lan looked desperately from Borj to Derik. He was shaking his head back and forth as if he was trying to convey some message.
J’kar set his cup on the long table and leaned forward placing both hands down flat on it. “Why. Do. You. Ask?” he repeated slowly.
“Did you do oral sex with each other?” Derik blurted out. His eyes were wide and he had a huge grin on his face like he couldn’t wait to hear the answer.
J’kar pulled back sharply. “What?” he said hoarsely.
“Did she do oral sex on you?” Derik repeated the light in his eyes hopeful for an answer.
“How do you know about oral sex?” J’kar asked in stunned disbelief.
Borj put his hand on his younger brother’s arm muttering under his breath. “If you value your life I think I had better explain the answer to this question.”
“But, you weren’t even there! You don’t know what Tink said and how she made us all feel.” Derik began before glancing at his oldest brother.
J’kar’s face had grown darker and darker as Derik argued with Borj. Clenching both hands into tight fists he sought to control the beginning rage that was building in him.
Turning to glare at Borj, J’kar forced the words out. “Tell me.”
“Perhaps it would be better if we were to sit down.” Borj moved to sit at the farthest end away from J’kar. The other two men quickly followed. Each man made sure they were seated near the door.
Clearing his throat, Borj tried to think of a way to explain what happened yesterday in the dining level without getting them all killed. A bonded male was very protective of his female and had been known to kill rival males who threatened to interfere with the mating ritual or tried to take a bonded female. Even though the males and females of the Prime species normally only came together sexually to reproduce or relieve a buildup of hormones the instinct to protect a bonded female because of her ability to produce children was overwhelming for the male and part of their genetic makeup. It did not mean a male might not seek relief elsewhere if necessary, just that the female was his alone for birthing purposes. Any male suspected of being sexually active with the female would be killed to prevent the threat against the bloodline.
What happened yesterday was an unforeseeable event. He did not know of another instance where something like it had occurred in all of Prime history. Borj had been unaware of the events as he was resting. When he returned to the bridge and noticed most of the men gone he had been worried they had been under attack again. The two men remaining on the bridge had strained expressions of pain on their faces and were breathing abnormally. Both begged to be relieved of their post for a short time. Unable to cope with so few men Borj had requested additional help from Lan’s department. When he received no reply, he had ordered Lan to the bridge immediately. Lan arrived with Derik in tow. The first thing Borj noticed was how flushed both men appeared. A short time later most of the men had returned t
o their post. Borj was confused and requested the healer to join them on the bridge as well. He debated whether he should interrupt J’kar but decided not to until he had ascertained what the problem was. Moving the group into the same conference room, he had begun his inquiry. At first, he did not receive any information that made any sense to what was going on. Upon further investigation, the whole tale of what happened was retold. It appeared once Tink decided to explain about twenty-first century sex on Earth some of the men in the dining hall had opened their communication devices to others aboard the ship so that they could hear what she had to say. It had soon spread and was being broadcast ship wide. Borj had listened to the whole tale in silence unable to believe what he was being told. When parts of what Tink had explained were played for him, especially the demonstration on oral sex, he found himself in the same situation as the men had. In short, Tink had disabled the entire warship with just her words. Something no other species had ever been able to do.
