Brianna

by Judy Mays

  A sound in the open doorway made her look up. Char watched her with a speculative gaze.

  Brianna glanced back at the screen, shook her head in amazement, and said, “Can you do that with your tail?”

  Bursting into hearty laughter, Char stripped off his clothing. “Watch.”

  Fascinated, Brianna watched as Char curled his slender tail around his thigh then lifted it up between his legs and wrapped it around his erect cock. He pumped it twice.

  Smiling, he unwound his tail and joined her on the bed.

  Brianna inhaled sharply as he wrapped it around her thigh and probed between her thighs with the tip.

  “I mentioned it on our wedding night, love,” he said between nips and kisses as. “Since my tail has proved to be so fascinating, it’s time you learn just what it can do.” Char’s fingers joined his tail between her thighs. Both finger and tail slid into her.

  Brianna gasped. Already wet from the X-rated video she’d been watching, she felt even more moisture between her thighs.

  Char inserted a second finger and stroked her clit with the tip of his tail.

  Arching, she spread her legs wider. This felt good!

  “You’re so wet, love. How ready you are for me.” He sucked a nipple into his mouth.

  Brianna thrust her hips against his hand. “Please, Char. I need your cock inside of me.”

  Lifting his head from her breast, he smiled. “Are you sure?”

  “Yes, oh God, yes. Now, Char. Now!”

  Slipping his fingers from her wet folds, he slid them back further, spreading her moisture all the way to her anus. He pressed the tip of his finger inside.

  Brianna gasped and bucked against his finger. “Char!

  Rolling onto his back, Char lifted her and slid Brianna down onto his cock. As she shuddered with the fullness of his possession, he cupped her buttocks, massaged, then separated them. He snaked his tail up between his legs and gently probed her anus.

  Brianna froze. “I don’t…”

  He rolled his hips and pinched her nipples. “You wanted to know, love. Relax. I promise you’ll enjoy this.”

  He rolled his hips again, and Brianna moaned as she settled further onto his cock. She rose up and slid back down.

  Char slipped a thumb between her thighs and rubbed her clit. “That’s it, relax. Open for me.”

  Shivering, Brianna sucked his cock deeper inside. “Oh, God, you’re so hard.”

  His tail caressed the crack in her ass.

  Char thrust and rolled his hips again.

  The tip of his tail slipped inside of her anus.

  Brianna froze.

  He grabbed her hips, lifted her, and dropped her onto his cock as he thrust upwards.

  Shuddering, Brianna spread her thighs wider and tried to pull his cock even deeper.

  He pushed his tail further inside of her.

  “Now,” he commanded as he thumbed both nipples, “ride me.”

  Shuddering, filled front and rear, Brianna rode Char’s cock and tail until she screamed with ecstasy.

  Brianna woke blushing. Char’s tail was a sex toy without equal. That first bout of lovemaking with his tail up her ass hadn’t been the end of his tricks. Later, he’d used it to massage her clit while he pounded his cock into her. He’d even slipped it inside with his cock and stretched her more than she’d dreamed possible. Lord, but sex with Char kept getting better and better.

  Nor was Char conveniently missing when she woke up.

  “You wanted to know what I could do with my tail,” he whispered into her ear as he pulled her close again and wrapped his tail around her thigh. “Do you have any more questions?”

  Brianna bolted upright. “No!”

  “Your face is as red as your dragon, my love,” he teased as he pulled her back down onto his chest. “You did ask.”

  “I know,” Brianna mumbled against his chest.

  “And you liked it, didn’t you?” her murmured into her hair.

  Brianna’s braid had become undone during the night, and her hair covered both of them. Once again he wrapped his tail around her leg. She quivered as the tip of his tail teased the cleft between her buttocks, but she didn’t pull away.

  Char smiled to himself. Whatever inhibitions she had were rapidly disintegrating under his sensual onslaught. But as much as he wanted to spend the rest of the day in bed with her, he had work to do. With a determined sigh, he laid Brianna back on her side of the bed. Pushing himself away from her, he said, “I must resume command of my ship. Ademis and Miklan deserve a rest.”

  Her blushes subsiding, Brianna nodded. She could use some time alone. So much had happened in such a short time. Just last week she’d been back on Earth, blissfully unaware that Char existed. She acknowledged his farewell kiss with an absentminded peck.

  He gave her a puzzled look but left their quarters whistling.

  Rising, she took a quick shower. After donning a loosely fitting dressing gown, she walked to the computer console in the outer room and punched in the code for breakfast.

  Brianna had just finished cleaning up her meal when the outer door toned. Checking the view screen as Char had demanded, she opened the door and admitted Meri. Kahn remained in the corridor but bowed deeply when he saw her.

  “Well,” Meri teased. “Char finally unwrapped his tail and let you out of bed.”

  Brianna’s flaming blush caused Meri to crow with laughter. “Already? It took two weeks for Adem to bring that tail of his into play. Char couldn’t have run through his repertoire of sexual tricks yet. What happened?”

  Meri’s matter-of-fact discussion to the topic calmed Brianna’s embarrassment. “I was looking for something to watch on the viewer while he did some paperwork.”

  Meri grinned. “And you found the Drakian ‘recreational’ channel.”

  Brianna nodded.

  Meri flopped onto the couch. “I remember the first time I found that channel. It was a wild night.”

  “Did Ademis walk in on you right after you found it?”

  “Yes, he did,” Meri answered thoughtfully as her eyes locked with Brianna’s. “Why that…!” Meri never finished her thought. Instead her laughter joined Brianna’s. “Brianna, we have married a pair of scoundrels.”

  “Yes,” Brianna gasped through her laughter, “and we are going to have to make sure they learn their places.”

  Meri nodded affirmatively. “I think it’s about time we started comparing notes.”

  Brianna slipped her robe off of her right shoulder. “Do you have one of these? I don’t remember from that day in your quarters.”

  Meri’s eyes widened. “You certainly don’t do anything halfway, do you?” she said with wonder in her voice. “Most men and women who marry into Drakian clans take at least a year to accept their new totems. Many people were shocked when I had mine applied after only five months of marriage. You were married barely two days.”

  “Char explained that it would be another way to thwart Bakom.”

  “It will definitely do that,” Meri answered. “But did he tell you you’re now irrevocably Alalakan and can’t leave the clan even if you want to?”

  Brianna stiffened. Can’t leave the clan? Bullshit. If I decide to go, I’ll go, and nobody will stop me. But to Meri she said, “I understand what this dragon represents. I won’t do anything to embarrass the clan.”

  Meri nodded, a dreamy expression on her face. “The tales you’ll be able to tell your grandchildren. Claimed from a planet across the galaxy. They’ll be writing stories about you.”

  “Humph!” Brianna snorted. “Fat chance. His family will take one look at the fire coming out of my dragon’s mouth and wonder just what it is he married.”

  A puzzled look appeared on Meri’s face. “Fat chance?”

  “Never mind.”

  Meri shook her head then said, “Don’t worry, Bri. Char’s family will love you, especially his grandmother.”

  “That’s what he said,” she replied. “What
does your tattoo look like? I wasn’t paying that much attention that day in your quarters.”

  Meri pulled her tunic off of her shoulder. “Well, it certainly isn’t as flamboyant as yours. Mine is exactly like Adem’s.”

  Directly above Meri’s right breast, a gleaming blue and white dolphin leaped out of a frothy blue-green sea. Slightly above and to the left flew a small green and yellow dragon.

  “I don’t understand. I thought each clan had its own symbol. Is Ademis related to the Alalakan clan?”

  “No, Ademis’ is a small clan, headed by his uncle. He chose to show his alliance to the Alalakan clan by adding the dragon to his dol. I chose to honor him by doing the same.”

  Brianna pulled her legs onto the couch and sat cross-legged. “But, there aren’t any dolph…dols on Drakan, are there?”

  “No, and there never have been. All clan symbols are creatures that don’t exist on Drakan. Legend has it that the totems appeared in dreams to clan leaders thousands of years ago.”

  “Does everyone on Drakan belong to a clan? How many are there?”

  Meri frowned. “Didn’t Char explain this all to you?”

  Brianna blushed. “We haven’t really had much time to talk.”

  Meri’s laughter was infectious.

  Once they gained control of themselves, she continued. “I don’t really know how many clans there are, but I’m sure there’s a record somewhere. Many clans died out during the plague, and those that didn’t had their numbers decimated. Those individuals who chose to become hermaphroditic forswore clan affiliation, so only full blooded males and females belong to clans unless a hermaphrodite marries into it.”

  “So some ancestor of Ademis’ dreamed of a dol thousands of years ago, and you end up marrying him,” Brianna mused. “I’d have liked to see the look on your face the first time you saw that totem.”

  “Kahn’s grandmother saw it first. She had him back in my father’s throne room stripped to the waist faster than you would believe possible. That was the first time I saw Adem.”

  “Love at first sight.”

  Meri chuckled. “Marrying me was the only way the Aradabs and Nessians would allow Adem to leave the planet. They believe he will be instrumental in finding the dols and orcs.”

  “And he just happens to be an officer on the ship that brings me back from Earth.”

  “Strange, isn’t it?” Meri said. Then, “Brianna, are there dragons on your planet?”

  “In myths and legends.” Her eyes widened. “You don’t suppose…”

  Meri shrugged. “I don’t know, Bri, but my people believe all things—past, present, and future—are intertwined. It’s very strange, given all the interplanetary travel in our corner of the galaxy, no ship before Char’s picked up any radio signals from your planet. Some greater power is working here that we don’t understand.”

  Brianna shook her head. “Greater power? Sounds more like a coincidence to me.”

  “I know it’s hard to believe,” Meri said stubbornly, “but what other explanation is there?”

  Brianna shrugged. “A lot of people on my planet would say everything happens by chance. This does seem to be more than coincidental, but it isn’t worth worrying about. What’s done is done.”

  “I guess so, but you must admit it makes a great story.”

  Brianna laughed. “Meri, you’re a hopeless romantic.”

  * * * * *

  Much later, when Char returned to his quarters, he found a hot meal waiting, and Brianna bent over a sheet of paper.

  Unbuttoning the top four buttons on his uniform, he rolled his neck and shoulders as he walked over to see what Brianna was doing.

  “If that uniform is so uncomfortable, why don’t you redesign it? It’s not as if the president of the company will deny your request,” Brianna said a bit absentmindedly.

  Chuckling, he kissed the top of her head. “I thought I might find you still blushing in bed.”

  Brianna controlled her embarrassment much better than he had expected. She hardly flushed.

  “Meri came to visit today.”

  Char grinned ruefully as he sat down to his meal. “Bringing you two together may have been a mistake.”

  Brianna grinned. “You have no idea how true that is.”

  He changed the subject. He’d already learned it was impossible to get the last word in with Brianna. “What are you doing?”

  “I’m trying to make our alphabets parallel. I’ll never learn to read and write your language if I can’t figure out what’s what,” she answered in a frustrated tone.

  “Are you making progress?”

  “I thought so, but you have more vowels than we do, even if I use y and w.” She put down her pen and stretched, grimacing at the sharp pain that stabbed across her shoulders.

  “Have you eaten?”

  She nodded. “I was hungry, and I didn’t know when you’d be back.” Leaning back in her chair, she closed her eyes. She hadn’t realized how tired she was.

  Char watched Brianna as he ate. From the symbols drawn on the papers strewn about the table, she had been working for some time. Once we get back to Drakan, I’ll send all of her work on to the university in Benishan. The linguists there will appreciate the head start she’s given them.

  Rising after he finished his meal, he cleaned up after himself, and then neatly piled Brianna’s papers. He stroked her shoulder lightly. “Brianna, come to bed.”

  Yawning, she opened her eyes.

  When she didn’t move, he swept her into his arms and carried her. She snuggled against him, curling her arms around his neck.

  “I think you are perfectly capable of walking,” he murmured. “You just like to have me carry you.”

  “It didn’t…take you long…to…figure that…out,” she answered between more yawns.

  Char dropped her on the bed and pulled her robe over her head. Rolling over onto her stomach, she wrapped her arms around a pillow and snuggled down into it. Char admired her smooth back and long legs. He’d have liked to remove her panties also—he really didn’t understand why she wore them—but he decided to leave her be. She was very tired, and he hadn’t been allowing her much rest when they were in bed. She deserved a night of uninterrupted sleep.

  Stripping out of his uniform, he went into the bathroom. Opening the cabinet, he took out a small bottle and opened it. Swallowing one of the capsules, he sighed as he returned the vial to its customary place. Now he, too, would be able to sleep without having to deal with the aching erection Brianna’s soft body would invariably create. Dimming the lights, he dropped onto the bed next to his wife and gathered her into his arms.

  Chapter Eight

  Two months later

  Rodane joined his father in the library. “Char’s sent another message, Father. Oh, hello, Grandmother. I didn’t realize you were here.”

  Elegant white eyebrows rose. “Where should I be?”

  “I’m not here to argue, Grandmother. You’re usually tucked away in your rooms with your nose in a book.”

  “And where else would I get a book but the library?”

  Jamiros chuckled. “Leave off, Mother. Rodane admitted years ago that you could think and talk circles around him. Now what does Char have to say? Don’t tell me he’s haring off to another corner of the galaxy after supposed radio signals to keep Bakom from Drakan—again.”

  Rodane nodded. “It turns out the radio signals were real. He found another inhabited planet. And he’s bringing one of its inhabitants home with him.”

  “Is that such a good idea with Bakom on the same ship?”

  “He didn’t have much choice. It seems she rescued Miklan and Cindar from what sounds like an alter ego of Bakom’s. She was wounded in the process and transported back to the ship by mistake. Bakom managed to get his hands on her for his damn Tests, but Char and Lorilana were able to rescue her before they had progressed too far.”

  “She?” Jenelle asked. “This alien is a female?”

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p; Rodane nodded. “A very human female. It seems her blood is exactly the same as Medirian blood.”

  Jamiros leaned forward. “I didn’t know that was possible. Why is Char bringing her here?”

  “Because he married her.”

  “What!” two voices exclaimed in unison.

  “Preposterous!” Jamiros continued. “The woman is an unknown entity. What possessed Char to marry her? The clan will never accept it.”

  Rodane shrugged. “It was a rather terse message. However, Char did say that there was no other way to protect her from Bakom. Since Meri is on board, they’re busy devising plans to keep her from Bakom’s clutches. She saved Miklan and Cindar from certain death and almost died herself in the process.”

  Sighing, Jamiros nodded. “That explains it. Char has always had an overdeveloped sense of duty and protectiveness. The clan does owe her more than our gratitude for saving Miklan and Cindar. The marriage is undoubtedly to throw Bakom off-balance.”

  “Bakom doesn’t know about it yet, Father. Char’s keeping it secret.”

  “Very, very good,” Jenelle murmured. “Bakom would never suspect that Char would marry an unidentified species simply to keep her from him.”

  “Char’s probably counting on the Medirians accepting her because of their matching blood. Once she’s safely out of Bakom’s clutches, Char will simply dissolve the marriage,” Jamiros mused. “It makes sense.”

  Jenelle’s sharp eyes locked on her son and grandson. “I wonder if she’s pretty.”

  “What do the woman’s looks have to do with anything?”

  Both Jenelle and Rodane stared at Jamiros in amazement.

  His expression became sheepish. “I must be getting old.”

  Jenelle chuckled. “No Drakian gets that old.”

  Rodane snorted.

  Jamiros frowned. “Does Char say anything else?”

  “Bakom sent a message to the Academy directing them to make sure the Ruling Council reaffirms the Tests.”

  “That can be circumvented.”

  “Char should be arriving in two and a half to three months. He wants us to see what we can do to weaken Bakom’s hold on the Council until then.”