Farseek - Commanders Mate: SFR Alien Mates (Farseek Mercenary Series)

by T. J. Quinn

  I slid my fingers between her legs to feel that she was wet and ready. She rolled on to her back and parted her thighs as I slid two fingers inside her tight opening. She raised her hips and moaned sweetly squeezing my fingers inside her.

  “Zared?” My name was a plea on her lips. I withdrew my fingers and licked her sweet essence from them then knelt between her thighs. I leaned over her and supported my weight on my forearms and lowered my cock to slide into her. It was an exquisitely tight fit that felt way better than I ever imagined. She was not my first and I doubted I was hers, but no other woman felt as good as she did.

  I kissed her tenderly as we lay joined before I began to thrust in and out of her. Harper moaned and cooed in pleasure raising her hips eagerly to meet my thrusts as she clung to me. Mine, mine, mine. I thought each time I drove my cock into her.

  She rubbed my back and alternately dug her fingers in into my flesh. I wasn’t tender about fucking her. I fucked her hard and she seemed to like it better the harder I slammed my cock into her. I was taking her hard and fast then and she gripped my buttocks grinding her core against my flesh each time I drove my member into her.

  Harper crooned and panted faster with more intensity so I knew she would come soon. The thought of her inner walls squeezing against my cock had me nearing that pinnacle as well. She cried out as she came seconds later and I followed a few thrusts after her spilling my seed deep inside her. I wasn’t worried about making her pregnant because I carried an implant that would prevent that. Even if I hadn’t it wouldn’t matter because she was mine and whatever child we might create would be mine as well.

  I lay with my cock still inside her for a long time after our climax, just kissing her and caressing her face. To anyone else she was just a woman, but to me she was beauty itself. She was the other half of my soul---solmatu.

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  Harper

  When I awoke and saw Zared sitting in the chair across from the sofa watching me, I knew what was going to happen. It was coming too fast if I gauged it by regular circumstances back home, but no faster than my life had changed to my present reality. Sure, I could heed my sense of propriety and put him off awhile longer, or reject him altogether. But why?

  I’d thought about it while I was falling asleep. I really liked Zared and was totally attracted to him. I could see myself falling in love with him---having sex with him. I wanted to feel him deep inside me with his weight pressing down on me and our lips fused in deep kisses the left us both panting.

  It was even better than I imagined. I’d never been fucked so hard and so thoroughly as when Zared fucked me. He was magnificent! That was only the first time.

  “Aren’t you on duty?” I asked after our second round.

  “I am on standby, so to speak. They will com if I am needed, but it’s not likely as we are en route,” he said. “Are you tired of my company already?”

  “Not even close,” I assured him and slid my hands to the back of his neck and ran my fingers through his short hair as he lay half over me. His violet eyes sparkled with humor and tenderness, and I didn’t feel one bit of regret for what we had just done---twice. Just thinking about it made my pussy clench. Oh, but he was good! I smiled up at him and we just looked at each other for a time before he lowered his lips to mine for a light kiss.

  “Good, because you are my mate now.”

  “And you are mine,” I told him.

  His expression grew serious as we gazed into each other’s eyes, “As long as I draw breath,” he whispered.

  “As long as I draw breath,” I repeated back to him and cupped my hand to his cheek. I knew we still had much to learn about each other but I’d made a powerful ally in the new piece of the universe where I found myself. The fact that he was great in bed and I was completely attracted to him was a bonus. By fucking him, I had made the commitment he wanted. But it seemed like a mutually beneficial arrangement, an offer I couldn’t refuse.

  Was I in love with him? I was probably leaning that way at the time, but I’m not going to sugar coat it. I wanted him and he wanted me. There were lots of romance novels about fated mates back home. I’d read a few dozen of them, though I wasn’t naïve enough to think it would happen to me. The way that he was looking at me was so intense and so sincere I dared to hope it could be true. At least I didn’t doubt he believed it, so maybe that would be enough. Anyway, I had just given him my word that would be his mate for the rest of my life. That was as good a reason as any to fall in love with him.

  We dozed for a while. Sex with Zared was like a total body work out but with way more endorphins. I awoke sometime later to Zared sucking on my right nipple and stroking my mound. He was taking our mating quite seriously and I sure wasn’t complaining. The moan that escaped my lips was pure bliss.

  He kissed his way across my chest and paused briefly to smile at me then continued kissing where he left off. I was content to caress his head and shoulders while he had his way with me, the sensations from his sucking and gently biting my nipple going straight to my core. My whole body started to quiver as he seemed bent on kissing and tasting me everywhere.

  When he reached the top of my mound his fingers parted the curls and the outer lips. He paused for few seconds just to look before her kissed the flower of my sex. I gasped and clawed at the bed with my fingers as he settled his lips over it and tongued my clit. The sensation was so exquisite, all I could do was whimper and moan and pant. As he nearly drove me mad with pleasure, he slid a finger or two inside me and sucked gently on my clit.

  I let out a scream and came so hard I almost pushed him off the bed. OMG! The things that man did with his tongue! I learned the meaning of ecstasy first hand. Every time I thought my orgasm was finished he tongued my core and I was moaning and squirming against him and squeezing his fingers inside me. When it was finished, I just lay there as Zared crawled back up beside me and pulled me into his arms.

  “That was awesome,” I murmured, staring into his violet eyes.

  He grinned and kissed me, tasting like, the essence of my sex, but I didn’t mind that.

  “You are awesome, solmatu, you are so responsive when I pleasure you.”

  “And you do it so well,” I smiled at him and kissed him again. The violet eyes and the fluorescent yellow hair were starting to grow on me as I stared into his eyes. Despite the unusual blue-gray color of his skin, he was gorgeous with his perfect physique---and every bit as well hung as one would expect for a guy of his stature.

  I, on the other hand was a little too curvy for my tastes; although I had lost some weight on the crappy food they fed us on the slave ship. On that thought, I felt just a little guilty that I was in the arms of my new mate having great sex, the other women were crammed into the conference room with a bunch of aliens. I was feeling quite a bit better about possibly never seeing Earth again, though.

  All feelings of guilt ceased to exist Zared pressed me tightly against him so I could feel his engorged penis pressing against me. I decided it was time for me to pleasure him, a ‘task’ I went about with great enthusiasm.

  “My turn,” I told him and urged him to lie on his back. He was very cooperative as I lay with my breasts pressed against the sculpted muscles of his chest and nibbled on his earlobe. We had worked up quite a sweat earlier and his skin was a bit salty and his scent was a mixed of perspiration and his unique essence. I kissed and licked and lightly nipped my way down over his throat to his other ear and lingered there for a while before I settled my lips over his for a hot wet, tongue waltzing kiss. He ran his hands over my back then laced his fingers through my hair while we were kissing. I lingered there extra long because he was very good at it. Eventually, I made my want lower to his well developed pecs and gave special attention to his male nipples with my lips and tongue. The sound of his intake of breath let me know it affected him. While I was exploring his incredible body, I concluded there was no way I could give him a proper blow job because he was so big. But I had a plan.<
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  Zared writhed a bit and groaned as I made my way down his belly toward his swollen cock which was standing tall. I gave it the same treatment I had the rest of his gorgeous body, kissing, nipping, and licking his shaft and then his scrotum and alternately massaging his balls. When I took the head of his cock into my mouth, licking and sucking until I would hear him panting. That was something I didn’t do much of in the past, but I actually liked doing it for Zared. I would need the dislocating jaw of a python to fit him into my mouth to do more than that.

  So, when I sensed he was ready, I got on my knees, straddling his hips and lowered my opening down over his cock and impaled myself to the hilt. He was a perfect fit there, and I loved the way it made him groan as I did so. I leaned over him resting my hands on his chest as I rode him and he cupped his hands over my breasts. As I rocked over him, he looked up at me through half closed eyes, a slight smile curving his lush male lips. I think I was smiling too, as I was getting as much pleasure as I was giving.

  Neither of us seemed in a hurry to get to that pinnacle, but rather took our time to savor the journey. He went so deep I could feel the head of his cock hitting my womb each time I rocked down over him. It was such a delicious sensation that I hummed with pleasure each time. I could tell by the way he throbbed inside me that Zared was getting close. We both hovered on the brink for quite a while which was sweet torment. Then when he came, pulsing and squirting inside me it sent me into another mind-blowing orgasm

  I was totally spent and collapsed on top of him while he still pulsed inside me. Since we weren’t really keeping score, I don’t think he minded that I had had two awesome climaxes to his one, because his was a really good one.

  At twenty-eight, I was not all that experienced at sex, but I was not a virgin either. I’d read about sex like this in dozens of romance novels. In lieu of what I had actually experienced, sex like I had with Zared seemed like a myth. It almost made up for being kidnapped my alien slavers---being rescued by a man like Zared.

  I quickly pulled my mind back from that last thought because it reminded me not only that I probably could never go back, but my parents would never know what happened to me and I could never tell them. If I thought about it too long I would start crying, and I didn’t want to do that to Zared again.

  CHAPTER NINE

  Zared

  As I lay with Harper spent on top of me, I had no words to express what I felt---except maybe awe. I simply wrapped my arms around her and held her, wondering a little what she might be thinking. I knew this wasn’t the best time to find my solmatu with what might lay ahead of us. Even after she made love to me so enthusiastically, I wasn’t sure she believed in solmatu. But she said the mating vow and I believe she means it. Eventually I will ask her to say the mating vows with me before my people.

  Part of me wants to find the location of her world for her, and the selfish part wants it never to happen. I wasn’t needed on the bridge so I took some time away from it to strengthen her bond to me with sex. The more pheromones exchanged, the stronger the bond will be. It only works that way with solmatu. Someone as strong willed as Harper could resist if too much time passed between recognition and claiming. I couldn’t let that happen. She was mine---my mate, my love.

  After what had happened on my home world, I felt like this was a fresh start in my life and I hoped it would be for Harper, too. She was so still for a while that I thought she’d drifted to sleep again, but she raised her head and smiled at me.

  “You’re beautiful,” I said the first thing that popped into my head.

  Her eyes were such a deep blue around the dark center. Her hair was soft and silky now that it was clean, and she smelled wonderful.

  She laughed and said, “so are you,” then kissed me, a light quick little kiss. Then she moved off me and climbed off the bed padding barefoot and naked into the bathroom. Without her there filling my senses, I realized I was hungry. We had spent half the day in bed and neither one of us had eaten. Harper hadn’t even had a cup of tea that I had. I regretted not a moment spent with her in my arms, but we needed sustenance.

  I pulled on an undergarment and went to the processor to order a morning meal for both of us along with tea. I didn’t know the kind of food Harper liked before she was kidnapped. The only way to find out was to have her try different things.

  “You must have read my mind,” she said with a pleased expression when she found me sitting at the dining table with two steamy bowls of sweetened cereal grain and two mugs of lightly sweetened tea. “Be right back.” She padded into the bedroom and donned the shirt I lent her and then she came back, seating herself across the table from me. “I didn’t realize how hungry I was until I saw the food. This smells good---sorta looks like oatmeal.”

  “Oatmeal?” That didn’t translate.

  “Cereal made from a type of grain?”

  “Ah, I understand. Does it taste like your oatmeal?” I asked and watched while she dipped her spoon into the bowl and tasted it.

  “Mmm. Better actually---like oatmeal with some other grains mixed in,” she gave me an amiable smile and took another bite.

  We ate in silence for a few minutes, then she asked, “What will happen to the other women from Earth that you rescued with me?”

  “We have offered them asylum on Farseek as we rebuild our world. Most of our infrastructure was destroyed by invaders that stole most of the survivors.” I explained. The majority of the other females are from the outer Consortium worlds. Evzen Guryon has been given a list and is making arrangements for them to be returned to their homes.” I explained. “Twelve others are from worlds like Earth that are not on our star charts. We have offered them asylum as well.”

  “Are they going to accept?” Harper asked.

  “I don’t know. We gave them time to think it over, and Guryon said the Consortium might offer them asylum as well. I had to be honest with them about the conditions on Farseek. Conditions will be primitive at first. Many of our towns and cities were leveled. Those that weren’t most of the structures standing are beyond repair.”

  I told her about our plans to go to Breskaa and free our people taken there as slaves. The Consortium offered to pay disaster relief to our world, but they’ve offered barely a tenth of what it could cost. Normally, it would be up to our government to negotiate a more equable settlement with them. We all hold them responsible, but taking revenge on them won’t bring back our people or rebuild our civilization. We could only hope that one day oo’matu would come back to repay them tenfold.

  Our energies will be better spent trying to rescue our people and rebuilding our world. I would have been much more restless to get Kyanna Guryon back to the Consortium so we could be on our way to Breskaa were it not for Harper.

  “Can I go and see the other women from Earth?” Harper asked when I finished relating our plans. “We got to know each other on the slave ship. We had almost nothing to do but sleep, eat and talk to each other.”

  “Of course, Love. You are my mate, not a prisoner. Aside from the restricted areas, you are all free to move about the ship. After we finish eating and shower, I will take you on a tour of the ship, and to visit your friends.” The smile she gave me was heart melting. “It will be good for you to meet some of the rest of the crew as well. If your friends decide to stay with us, we will introduce them to the crew as well.”

  “Do you think the others will find soul mates in your crew?” she asked.

  “It’s possible,” I told her. “Some of the crew who know of our recognition, hope it will happen for them well.”

  “If we can’t go home, it would be for the best.” She reached across the table and laid her hand over mine. “My home is with you now. I understand that. My only regret is that I can’t let my parents and friends know I’m okay. They will mourn for me and never know what happened me.”

  “I understand how you feel,” I said slowly and took her hand in both of mine. “My parents and siblings are all missing and I do
n’t know if they are dead or alive. I can’t promise we will find Earth, but we will try. In our travels, we may find the slavers that took you, then we can tap into their records to find coordinates.”

  “Thank you,” she said and put her other hand over mine. “I’m sorry for what I said before. Even if it were true, I understand it’s because you want me to stay with you. I can’t explain it, but I really feel like we are soul mates and I want to stay with you even if we do find Earth.”

  I stood up and pulled her against me, kissing her fervently. It would have been so easy to take her back into the bed and mate her senseless again. But I didn’t. I just kissed her until we were both breathless then took her in the shower instead.

  CHAPTER TEN

  Harper

  Somehow, I knew it wasn’t going to be just a shower with Zared even before we went into the bathroom. We were both aroused from making out, and I could see that he was up for it, pun intended. I expected it to be hard and fast, but Zared was much more tender as though he was saying things with his body that he couldn’t put into words.

  I was skeptical about solmatu when he first told me, but I was beginning to believe him. I felt that we were becoming attuned to each other emotionally. He seemed to crave the tenderness that we shared in every kiss and caress, even in our joining. Solmatu was the only explanation I had for the emotional attachment that was growing between us. He seemed to need the physical and emotional intimacy as much as I did.

  When we went into the shower booth, Zared said a command that started the shower spraying a fine mist over us. He took me into his arms and kissed me long and slow. That and our naked bodies pressed together with his erect penis pressed against my belly was enough to make me wet and ready for sex. Without taking his lips from mine, he backed me against the wall and lifted me so he could slide his phallus into me.