by Pearl Tate
Watching her so close to me as her warm breath floats over my sensitive skin makes my voice tight. “Usually, but I can’t control anything right now. Please…” I grasp her wrists, tugging them away from me. “…lay back and let me take care of you.”
Her hands have released me, but her upper body lunges forward, and I watch amazed at both her flexibility and brazenness as she licks the tip of my cock. My hips surge forward as she pulls away, licking her lips slowly. “You had a little something there, and I don’t totally understand these urges.”
With wide eyes, she stares at me, swallowing hard. “Do you feel like that too? I mean…I… I’ve never done this before. Was that weird?”
Her voice gets soft at her question. Rushing to assure her, I drop to my hip and kick my legs out, making us both naked. “Nothing between us is weird… or wrong. I’m dying to lick between your legs. It’s a hunger that I don’t understand either. But it’s definitely the same for me. I’ve never been with a female in any way. In fact, I’ve had limited interaction with females my entire life.”
Pulling her down to lie next to me, I draw us eye to eye to look at each other. “So, if I do something wrong, or incorrectly, or say something that you feel hurts you in any way, you have to promise to talk to me before getting angry. I believe it’ll help once we’ve completed the mating and can sense each other’s feelings and intentions, but I’m sure you’ve heard that I have a tendency to look at the end goal I want or need and then not consider anyone else's desires on my path to make it happen?”
I can see the understanding as a small smile flickers across her lips. “You do realize that they drugged you last night in an effort to keep us both safe, right?”
“Yes, exactly the same way I drugged Amari with his nanup upgrade. Because he would have gone berserk trying to leave and find his mate, hurting innocent males along the way as well as endangering everyone in the dome if the bombs we were threatened with were set off.” I wonder how much she’s been told about that, and as I suspected, her face stays placid as she nods.
“And last night, they were all worried that you’d endanger us both by going out so late, still recovering—”
“And then they’d have to send more males out after us, in turn, endangering them. I understand, but it was also a good learning experience. I feel I’ve already grown and learned so much since coming to this planet. Interacting with others has never been my strength, but with you, I want to be the very best I can be.” She closes the distance between us to press our mouths together with a passion that has everything inside me lighting up instantly.
My tongue delves between her lips to taste her in a way that makes my cock jump in anticipation, but it reminds me of what I really want. Her juices coating my face. It’s what I was dreaming about this morning as her scent filled my room and drew me to wake.
Lifting to my knees, I give her one last peck on the lips, and she drops to the sleeping platform on her back with a moan. “Where are you going?”
“Here.” Pulling her knees apart, I settle between them, trying to go slow and not just drop onto her like a starving man. “This.” I take a long, deep inhale only a breath away from her heady cleft. “Is heaven.” Using my shoulders, I hold her thighs open to run a long, thorough lick from bottom to top, coating my tongue and parting her to me.
Watching her face as she gazes down at me, I swallow hard before looking down in shock. Her juices are even better than they smell. Sweet but salty, and heady elation shoots through me. Falling on her like a starving male, I stroke my tongue up and down her folds, swallowing without lifting my head as her body seems to produce everything I need to survive right here.
She twitches and moans above me as her hands sink into the fibers on my head, clutching and pulling as she rocks herself against me. I need to remember I want to please her. Will I be able to learn to make her need this as much as I know I do?
Slowing, I concentrate on where my tongue is moving. As I move down, her body gives beneath my tongue, exposing her to me. Pushing my tongue deep inside her, I draw out what juices are readily available, sucking them up before moving slowly up. As I reach the top of her opening, my tongue hits a bump, and she squeaks, “Selas!”
Gently, I stroke it again, and she jerks under me less violently. Applying more pressure, I begin to pick up a rhythm against the tiny nub. Her hands tighten on me as every muscle in her body follows suit. Her back arches off the sleeping platform as I begin a merciless pattern with my tongue, licking then sucking.
Releasing her thighs that I realize I’m clutching too tightly, I stroke her opening with two fingers, pressing inside her as I latch on and suck. Her body bucks and arches, almost dislodging me. My fingers squeeze inside her as she rocks on my face. A keening, whistling sound escapes her as she tightens, and a rush of fluid lets my fingers fill her fully.
I’m in awe as I feel a shuttering pull on my fingers still buried deep inside her. Is this what I’ll feel when I’m buried deep inside her? She collapses flat as tiny quakes continue to quake through her, gripping me again and again. “Stop…please…”
Pulling away reluctantly, I watch her beautiful face in the fading light of the fire. Her eyes crack, and she smiles slowly before I ask, “Was that alright?”
Her hand that’s still buried against my scalp, lifts and then slaps me lightly before she starts to giggle. “It was intense… and wonderful… and did I say intense?”
Her legs shoot up on either side of my head to trap me. “I think it’s my turn.” She’s already beginning to try to get up, so I move forward, staying low to keep her beneath me.
“I want in you now.”
She freezes uncertainly below me. “Are you sure?”
“Oh, I’m sure!”
CHAPTER NINETEEN
- Karen
I grab one of the pillows next to me that Rachel and Amari were kind enough to pack up with the bed linens for us. A girlfriend told me a long time ago that using a pillow under your butt helps the first time. We’ll see. I’m definitely a little nervous about this part.
Tucking it under my butt raises my hips a few inches at least. I place the other pillow under my head and then throw my arms above me, waving him forward. He hasn’t climbed off me, only risen higher as he watches me with interest.
I thought grinding on him in the shower was great, but him eating me out was even better. I want it to be good for him, too. I’m impressed I wasn’t more self-conscious in front of him. Especially with my crotch spread wide open for him!
I just never imagined that anyone would look at it so closely there. But it was totally worth it. Every touch from him just makes me want more.
Selas surprises me as his head drops first, drawing one of my taut nipples into his mouth. I thought I was relaxed, but as his tongue circles the sensitive nub, I realize that it won’t take much to ramp me up again. At the same time, I feel his hard shaft begin to prod against my gushing pussy.
Pulling off my nipple, he smiles at me as I gaze at him with slitted eyes. Kissing over to the other, he draws it into his mouth, still circling slowly around my opening, and I moan at his teasing. He’s killing me. I’m nervous, but as ready as I’ll ever be.
Letting go of my nipple, he leans back a little, staring down at where he’s pressing against me slightly. I watch his face as he applies pressure and feel my body open to him. His jaw clenches as he pushes forward.
“You look so good taking my cock.” His words make me moan as I rotate my hips, circling the head he’s impaled me with. “Ah, Karen… wait.”
I freeze, but he immediately pushes in farther. I want to plant my feet on the bed and slide down his length myself. It feels so incredible as the hard rod scrapes nerve endings inside me that I wasn’t aware I have.
Selas continues to watch us as he begins to bounce his hips. My breathing picks up as he ramps up the pleasure. Reaching between us, his fingers spread me open while he continues to work his cock into me. Pressure on my
clit makes me moan before he starts to pump with an accuracy that has my entire body lighting up. At this rate, I might come again before he even gets inside.
Didn’t someone say this was going to hurt? There isn’t even a hint of pain as I clamp around him, willing him to hurry. “Selas, please… I’m not going to last much longer.”
His voice is tight as he grits out, “Me neither, but try. I’m halfway in.”
Only half way! Gripping my breasts, I try to focus on relaxing to let him deeper inside me faster. Selas begins to move quicker as I rock with him. His thumb stops circling and instead presses down as I arch and moan in rhythm with him above me.
His arms drop to the bed on either side of me, and I realize he’s completely impaled me as his hips begin to slap against me as he thrusts in a beat I can’t maintain. Instead, I let my legs fall apart as he begins to pound inside me as if he’s lost all control.
Maybe he has! All I know is how full of him I feel. Surrounded by him as the vibrations that seem to constantly zing between us ramp up in a fervor that his hair echoes as it stands on end around us both. I can barely concentrate, but as I glance down, I see his hair everywhere on me including around where he’s pounding inside me taking my breath away.
My clit is pulsing with it’s own heartbeat, and my entire pussy is on an edge that feels like it’s just waiting… waiting…
Tensing, a wave of ecstasy tightens all my muscles as I throw my head back and arch hard beneath him. My clit is so stimulated it almost feels painful as he grinds inside me before freezing himself. “Karen!”
We both tilt our heads to stare at one another as I feel his hard rod begin to pulse inside me. Warm, soothing heat spreads out from my pelvic area as my own pleasure ramps down to a more tolerable level. He moans as his gaze locks to mine with a look of wonder.
Does he see what I do? Because I never imagined that I’d ever be so aroused by watching a man empty himself inside me. His perfectly chiseled body flexes and tightens, flexes and tightens as the muscles dance over his mating marks that swirl with every color of the rainbow. This experience will be burned into my memory for eternity.
Tucking his hands under my upper back, he pulls my limp body to meet his while he devours my lips. Crackles of awareness tingle through me as our lips slow, and I suck his tongue, savoring the flavor so reminiscent of chocolate mocha mixed with me. Even that isn’t a turn off. Everything about him is so yummy and appealing, and I haven’t even gotten to suck him dry yet!
With him laying on me, a blanket of contentment settles across my senses. Rolling us over, he doesn’t break our connection as he flips onto his back before stroking my ass where he arches into me. “Incredible.” The words rumble in my ear that’s resting on his upper chest.
I nod before lifting up on an elbow to look at him. “That was…”
“Incredible?” Selas smirks, and I sense his teasing manner that feels pure with no vanity or other egotistical negative traits. He honestly feels totally open to me. As if I can tell the intention behind the words. That’s interesting.
“I was going to say spectacular—but same difference.”
Laughing softly beneath me, I feel him sink deeper inside me with each twitch of his body. Shifting over him evenly, I drop my knees more firmly by his hips, and experimentally lift my ass, leaving my chest resting against his. His eyes widen as I bounce a few times before a long, deep moan rumbles through him, and his hair on his head wraps around us making a private cocoon.
“Oh, Karen… are you sore?” His hands drop from my ass down to where we’re joined, and I can just barely differentiate his fingers stroking me from his hair that’s never stopped adding it’s own subtle vibration. He lightly rubs our combined juices on my folds spread tightly around him, and my eyes widen as a moan of my own answers him.
“No.” Panting, I can’t help bouncing again as both our bodies respond. Staring into his eyes, it dawns on me that he’s just as shocked and enthralled with the reactions our bodies are having to each other as I am. It’s as if our flesh has taken over, and our minds are happy companions, ready for anything.
It’s a good thing we had food packed and brought out, because I can tell this is going to be a long day and an even longer night—not that I’m complaining!
CHAPTER TWENTY
- Selas
My communicator’s notification dings softly. Again and again.
Even though it’s set to only notify me internally, and Karen shouldn’t be able to hear it, I know it won’t stop until I answer. What the hell?
Now that I’ve spent the last day in bed with Karen, I realize my priorities have definitely shifted. Yes, I want to pursue my previous goals of captain of my own spacecraft, maybe even taking Bren’s place on the Discovery, but it’s not a driving purpose any longer. In fact, I think I’d be happy doing just about anything as long as Karen’s by my side. That’s a whole new purpose. A new way of life, and I want to embrace it and see what that’ll look like for both of us.
Leaving the sleeping platform as quietly as I can, I’m relieved as she rolls onto her side away from me after I manage to disengage from her grasp. We’ve been wrapped around each other all night—or at least the portion of the night we’ve slept. Her silky curls cover her eyes, but her full pink lips are enticing as she puckers them in her sleep.
The ding sounds again, and I turn my attention to locating my clothes. Right where they were abandoned yesterday shortly after we arrived. Pulling them on, I try to focus as my cock swells remembering our day and night of passion. Passion that she matched in every possible way.
Eat and fuck. That’s all we did as we explored each other’s bodies and openly shared what we liked best, torturing each other in the most erotic of ways. Never would I have imagined the pleasure that a mate could bring. It’s beyond words.
Not bothering with shoes, I push aside the curtain and step out into the dim lighting outside the cave. The sun’s bright overhead as it cuts through breaks in the waterfall, and it’s definitely late morning. The water crashing only a short distance away deflects the brightest rays.
Walking quickly away, I listen to the communication that was so urgent, they had to send it the second day out with Karen. It’s only begun to play when a live voice cuts in panting, “Selas!”
“Yes,” I grind out, annoyed and definitely grumpy from being interrupted from the embrace of my mate.
“I’m sorry.” At those words I realize it’s Bren, even though it’s rare to ever hear an apology from a senior captain.
Clearing my throat, I level my tone. “No problem, sir. What can I do for you?”
“Well, mostly we were concerned. We have intel that says they know you’re there… at Amari’s, and the main thing was we wanted to make sure they hadn’t already arrived—”
“Who?”
Bren hesitates, and that’s when Amari’s voice cuts in. “Benard. He sent a personal message saying that the new females that arrived are definitely proof that the council is involved. He’s gone so far as to hint that the fact that they’re trained fighters proves they’ve had a hand in either creating them altogether or taking them from another planet—whether that’s Earth or somewhere else—and turning them into bait for the prisoners, planning to kill them all.”
“Males are believing this?” I scoff at the ridiculousness he’s spinning. It just gets more and more elaborate.
“Whether they believe it or not, we’ve already had an attack on the dorm dwellings that all the females are in with their mates at the crack of dawn. Everyone’s alright, we caught them, but it wasn’t hard to get them to admit their group is just one of many that Benard has sent out. We assume at least one other will be combing the area there to get into that valley.”
My mind spins at the implications. “I don’t get it? What’s the goal? What can he hope to accomplish?”
Bren’s voice takes over. “We believe he’s trying to force any council representatives off Dactyles. Anyone who’s
working for them and at this point, in his opinion, that’s us. He preaches something about how Quasar has grand plans to kill them all and migrate here.”
I think back to his speech as I was tied in the clearing at their mercy. It’s hazy. I definitely got knocked in the head good quite a few times, but he was ranting about something along those lines.
“We think they plan to try and pretty much get hold of the females, and then kill us all, although exactly how they plan to do that is unknown. There’ve been hints of weapons, but either everyone we’ve caught knows nothing, or they aren’t talking yet. You know, we’re not trained for this. We aren’t fighters or strategists. We’ve all made the mistake of trusting too easily.”
I know Bren’s alluding to his original trip back to Quasar with Hannah as his mate. He’d hoped to be able to settle there, and I can’t say I wasn’t excited for them both—for them and me. After all, that’d have opened up his position on the ship to new candidates. But the council, led by his promised, Vina Likana, had petitioned for a mating challenge and almost had Hannah killed in the process.
“What about you, Amari? Any new visions or insights into what’s going on with Benard?” Sighing, I tack on, “Any bombs?” The last time he’d had major foretelling, it’d been some scary shit.
“Nothing specific such as bombs or warfare, but I do feel something…” Amari hesitates, and that isn’t a good sign. I’m used to his slow to speak demeanor, but Bren doesn’t know him as well and only waits a beat before prodding.
“Don’t hesitate to tell us what you see or sense. It’s better to prepare for the tiny bit you know than to ignore it.”
“I see celebration. Happiness. Nothing bad. Nothing about this current skirmish.” He pauses, “Did we tell Selas that they’re asking for Karen by name?”
“Who? Who’s asking for her by name?” My voice rises and echoes in the small space. Spinning around, I come face to face with Karen stepping outside the curtain just as Bren answers.
