Starport: Zeta Prime (Alt) (9 page)

Jillian
shivered
deliciously at his caresses, and decided that trying to enjoy this
may not be such an effort. He seemed keen to familiarize himself
with her body, and had done his best to put her at ease. She had
wondered–given his animalistic appearance, if he would just jump
her, but concerns about that were far away. This Faron, he seemed
to want her to relax and enjoy it–and so she would. It had also
occurred to her that escape may be more possible as his mate than
as his prisoner. Should she hear news that Mikey had managed to
clear her name and she was able to return to the colony, being able
to roam free would provide more options for getting away. Mind set,
she allowed herself to sink into his touch.

He
lightly scratched a
line
across her thighs
—t
he feeling was electric, making her gasp. She
turned her face to him–knowing, but not caring that her eyes would
reveal her lust. He read them easily, and bent down to kiss her.
His mouth was warm and inviting and he pushed her lips apart with a
firm tongue. She met the hotness with her own as she kissed him
back, slow and passionate. As the intensity to the kisses began to
build, he suddenly pulled back and traced the outline of her lips
once again with his finger.

“
I
know you can’t understand me
,
and I find that a great shame,” Faron said as she drank in his
face. Wanting, waiting for him to kiss her again. Every one of her
nerve endings were prickling at the anticipation of him. His
presence was so masterful, she knew she would have to wait until he
chose to caress her again, and she panted slightly with the
strength of her desire, having to make a great effort to listen to
his words beyond the rushing of her pulse.

“
If you could understand, then I
could tell you how beautiful you are. How proud and pleased I am to
have you as my mate.” He continued, raising his eyes to
hers.

She had to clench her fists not to react to his statement.
Nobody had ever spoken to her like that before
.
It sent a warm fuzz
of joy to the center of her belly that was quickly cooled by a
freezing guilt.

She had never felt so torn about revealing her secret. She
desperately wanted to tell him now that she could understand. She
was sure now that she was safe–Faron clearly had genuine feelings
for her. Why else would he have gone through a ceremony to make her
his mate–in front of the entire village? But she was an outsider
here, still unsure of the ways of the people on this planet, and
felt she needed to protect herself, even now. Life had been hard
for her, moving around from one family to the next. Not trusting
people was what she did best
.
I
t was what had made her job
as head of security come so naturally to her. Old ways, old habits,
die hard. But was it time for her to start breaking down those
barriers she had been building for so long?

His
ruminating came
to an abrupt end as Faron placed his hands on her. He slid one
underneath her back, causing her to arch as he deftly unclasped the
fur covering her top half. He peeled it from her and then tossed it
to the floor. His eyes fixed onto her breasts and she watched his
face as he cupped one into his palm and ran his thumb along her
aching nipple. She quivered as he repeated the movement, seeming to
take pleasure of the texture of her as his mouth
parted.

Faron
felt himself
grow underneath his covering as he touched her. She felt so cool
and soft. Her breasts gave way as he squeezed and he enjoyed
filling his hand with them, feeling her quake at each gentle
motion. He kissed her, unable to stop himself, both their tongues
hotter and wetter than before. More urgent. His hand moved up to
her face, holding her as they lapped at each
other.

He
wanted to taste her, and moved down to her nipple, which was
puckered solid now from the desire he had created in her. He licked
and sucked, holding it to him with a firm clasp, and then grazed it
with his teeth. She couldn’t help the moan–the sensation had sent
sparks shooting straight to her genitals, and she lifted her hips
unconsciously, her body sure about what it wanted.

She ran her hand down his back, his flesh like velvet. She
moved herself up, so she was half seated, wanting him to take more
of her. He looked up
,
lips wet, and gave her a sexy half smile as he
slowly lowered his hand between her upper thighs. He parted her
legs by splaying his fingers, not that she put up much resistance,
and began to stroke from her knee upwards—sweeping rotations of his
fingers right to the top of her thighs, so close to the spot she
wanted him the most that she held her breath—wanting. Wanting. Her
hand lay still on his back.

She began to claw wi
thout nails, pulling him to her–knowing he must realize how
he was making her feel. Instead of indulging her, Faron kissed down
toward her navel with the odd, thrilling flick of his tongue and
shuddering nibbles of his teeth. He continued to her hips where she
jerked at the movements of his mouth, and down—heart-poundingly
close, then onto her thigh, where he pulled himself up to kneel in
front of her.

She lay
back down, submissive, but could not help casting her gaze to his
scant piece of fur. She noticed a bulge protruding from beneath the
cloth, and she had to bite the inside of her cheek, she cast her
gaze over his torso, rippling with muscles, and wanted to smother
herself in his sensuality.

Still kneeling, he pulled her knees upwards,
legs apart, and tore down what was left of her clothing before
removing his.

Chapter
Ten

He
took a moment to scan over her naked body and between her legs. He
could
see that she was ready
for him–the opening of her glistening with moisture from his
previous touch. He saw her chest rise and fall rapidly, her breath
was hard and fast and this turned him on more—knowing that she
wanted him.

He
was harder than he’d
ever
been as he ran his finger upwards along her opening, dipping it
ever so slightly inside of her as he passed, and stopping on the
button at the top, pressing down firmly before releasing the
pressure and moving his finger back down again. Luxuriating in the
feel of her special area, moist and sleek–and now all his. His head
moved between her legs and he sucked on the bud, flicking his
tongue over it quickly at the same time. Then, whilst keeping his
mouth concentrated on her clitoris, he pushed his fingers back
inside and pulsed them, she tried to pull his wrist back–the
pleasure was too much, she was going to be too quick–but he was
strong and remained there. The two of her most precious places
zinging and threatening to blow.

Jillian
let out a
loud groan, then covered her face with the fur she was lying on,
shy suddenly at the intimacy, at him seeing her raw pleasure. He
knelt back up and leant to lift her chin and turn her head back to
him.

“
I
want to see you,” h
e said,
thickly. There was something sexy about him watching her, and her
lower regions pinged as she saw his expression. She looked over all
of him her gaze falling lastly on his cock
–large,
thick, and
twitching. Her inner muscles contracted at the sight of him. Hard.
For her.

He
teased the head of his penis around her clitoris, holding it with
one hand as he circled the bud.
Jillian opened her mouth to get more air as she melted into
hot lava, her juices now dripping from her desire. She lifted her
hips again, panting now. She needed him to enter her. Now, or she
was going to explode. Heat was building where his penis pressed
against her, rising up right to her throat and making her struggle
to breathe.

At long last, he plunged his length into her,
moving his hips forward so that she sucked in his whole length. He
released a growl as he did so, and rubbed his hands downwards along
her inner thighs, pushing them even wider, so he could see as he
pulled out of her, his cock shiny with her juice as he pulled it
almost to the rim, then thrust it back in.

Jillian
felt her
insides burn with pleasure as he slid in and out. Slow and longs
stokes at first, then gaining speed. He filled her inside, gliding
on and off deliciously heightened nerves, his cock hit the top of
her as he pounded, it was an erotic pain–piling layers of pleasure
on top of pleasure.

Maintaining his rhythm, he hooked his palms underneath the
crook in her knees and lifted them. Moving to her ankles he
stretched her legs out, gripping her ankles and pushing them
backwards. Jillian was grateful for being supple as her legs moved
apart. She saw the pleasure on his face as her pelvis lifted
naturally in her new position, providing him with a clear, bird’s
eye view of her pussy swallowing his cock.

She had neve
r been so
consumed by someone. His brow furrowed, pure lust in his eyes as he
stared at her. She reached for him, clutching at the solid muscle
on his thighs. He placed two fingers on either side of her clit and
slid them up and down along its edge, masturbating her while he
gyrated his dick in and out. Every inward thrust combined with the
white hot ball of desire on her button liquidized her insides and
her head began to spiral wildly–on each exhale she cried out,
closer to the brink.

Just as she was about to tip over the edge, he slipped out
of her
, cock still rock hard
and balls taut below it.

“
Turn over,” h
e
growled. With shock, she almost did as he said, so completely in
the moment. Remembering just in time, Jillian simply raised her
pelvis to him with a small moan, as if asking him not to stop
rather than doing as he asked. It was close, she had almost lost
her head. He realized that she didn’t know what he’d told her, so
he lowered her legs and used one, strong arm to flip her over. He
grabbed her hips and lifted her ass to the air, so that she was on
her hands and knees.

With total ease, he pulled her so that she was
on the edge of the bed and then stood behind her, massaging her
clit for a moment before entering her once more. From this angle,
his penis felt even bigger and she felt sexiness pouring out of
places she wasn’t even aware of. He moved her on and off him by
gripping her ass cheeks, pulling them apart slightly.

She felt his balls slap against the top of her pussy as he
rode, and she had to lower her elbows and claw at handfuls of the
fur bedding as her arms began to give way. All she could focus on
was the rising orgasm
inside
of her as he gyrated. Starting at the top of her thighs and
spreading like wild-fire up her belly and into every part of
her.

She tried to hold on but his pen
is was expertly massaging her g-spot until she
couldn’t take any more and burst, spinning into the first
convulsions of her orgasm. She shook and shuddered, waves of pure
pleasure drowning her, her genitals burning with release, her mouth
open in a silent scream. He slowed down as her pussy clamped around
his cock in spasms–allowing her twitches to slow before picking his
pace back up.

Jillian
’s breathing
was labored, all her cells raw and alive with the glow of her
release. For a while, Faron’s length moving inside her felt too
sensitive, it was too much and she backed away from the
knee-shuddering intensity.

He took
the opportunity to spin her onto her back once again, and this time
lay on top of her. Sliding inside, he remained motionless, though
she felt the expectant quivering of his penis against her. Gently,
he dipped his head and kissed her softly. The flickering light of
the flames shone on her flushed cheeks and he touched them with the
back of his hand in wonder at the varying colors of her
flesh.

She wriggled
underneath him, ready for more–wanting to please him as
he’d pleased her. He smiled, understanding the language of their
combined bodies better than words.

Faron
began to move,
grinding more than thrusting this time, and instantly she was ready
to explode again, the friction of his pelvic bone stimulating her
clit as his body rocked horizontally to hers. There was more
romance in the position, the two locked eyes as eroticism sparked
between them. Jillian met his upward grind with a downward push on
her hips, letting him reach into the entire length of her. She
stroked his ass cheeks which were full and firm, helping him
continue his motion. His cock did not leave her g-spot, sliding
over the place deliciously. She noticed that his pupils had dilated
wide, too. He looked unbelievably gorgeous–staring down upon her.
They kissed and breathed heavily into each other’s mouth. His scent
was heady and sweet.

“
You are beautiful. Beautiful,” h
e whispered as he rocked.

Her second orgasm pulsed through her without warning
after his words, each throb seeming
to get harder from the look in his eyes–shining with ecstasy from
her pleasure. He moaned at the contortion around him, her pussy
pulling him in tight as gentle undulations flowed through her. A
trembling mess, she flung her arms across his broad shoulders,
trying to steady herself.