Mera

MERA

The back of my head bumped against the wall of our rented room. The inn was filled with sketchy vagabonds, but I didn't care.

Not that assassins were drinking downstairs, that the wallpaper was fraying off the inn's walls, or that the bed looked like its foam was ages old. None of it mattered because Kovas' lips drove into mine.

The taste of him ignited a burning inside me. It was a primal, almost feral feeling I had never known before.

After telling myself he surely wasn't interested in me, my hopes faded, but when his ‘hardcore' act dropped, and we entered the room, I knew there was something there.

Even if it was a fling that would only last until we reached the main levels of the station, I was going to take advantage of it.

I was mindful of the horns protruding from each side of his temple as my hands ran through his hair, feeling its wiry texture beneath my fingertips. After tugging on his hair slightly, my hands moved down his back until I felt him wince beneath my touch. I tilted my head up, breaking from our kiss as his lips moved to my neck.

"Are you all right?"

"Yes."

"But your injuries…"

He grabbed my chin and stared into my eyes deeply, his red irises shrinking beneath dilated pupils. "You think I give a fuck about my injuries?"

The way he said it and held me in such a controlling manner shot lightning through my body, but beneath the cravings were real concerns for his well-being. "I'm serious, Kovas."

"So am I," he responded darkly before turning me around and pressing my front against the wall.

I gasped and grinned over my shoulder as his large hands ran down my back to my ass. He cupped it in his palms and groaned before pressing his pants against my backside.

He slid one of his hands up my back slowly to my hair and grabbed onto it, pulling my head back toward him while keeping my hips in place. My back arched as he craned his neck down to kiss me over my shoulder.

I moaned beneath the kiss when his hand moved from my hip to my breast, gripping it tightly before he spun me around again and swept me up in his arms. I kissed his neck as he walked me toward the desk in the room.

His hand swatted the papers, antiquated comm unit, and lamp aside onto the floor before plopping me down in front of him and spreading my legs. Wedging himself between them, he cupped my face with his hands and planted another deep kiss on me, but this time it was slow and only lasted for what felt like seconds before he pulled back and looked into my eyes.

The stare sent shivers up my spine. This wasn't just a fling to him, it couldn't be. His eyes spoke it. He wasn't great with words, but I could still read body language.

He wasn't just looking at me. He was looking into me.

His eyes traveled to the bite mark he made on my shoulder. I looked down at it and noticed it was healing, strange due to how it had only been a few days ago when he made it. His fingers ran up my neck lightly, making me close my eyes and lean my neck to the side as he pressed it away from the bite gently.

His lips grazed the wound softly before he pressed them down onto it, leaving a small kiss on the mark.

"Does it hurt?" he whispered in my ear. The feeling of his breath made goosebumps stand on my arms.

"No," I responded breathlessly. "Not at all."

He pulled back from my neck and looked at me again. "I never want to hurt you, Mera."

My gut twinged at the statement. I suddenly got nervous, my eyes darting away from him as I realized this really wasn't a temporary thing. Inferiority complexes kicked in at his words before he guided my eyes back to his.

"What's wrong?"

I shook my head. "Nothing," I chuckled before he frowned.

"Mera."

"Really," I insisted, wrapping my legs around him and pulling him closer.

I shoved the insecurities out of my mind. Yes, he might have been a Vinduthi, but that didn't mean I didn't deserve him, that we didn't deserve each other.

My overthinking had taken over for a quick second, but as my hands traveled to the bottom of his vest, lifting it over his head, I caught a glimpse of his insanely contoured abdomen. Each muscle had its own section, clearly defined and hard as rocks.

The sight of them reawakened the illogical fire in my soul, and I breathed out in amazement as he threw his shirt to the floor. He leaned in for another kiss, and my feelings came back in full force, making me grip him tighter than before.

My body didn't give a shit about my thoughts. I needed him right there on that desk.

He lifted my dress off quickly, breaking our kiss for only a minute before lifting my legs up and pulling me closer to the edge of the desk.

The fastening on my bra unclipped quickly beneath my grasp as he took off his pants, stepping out of them to reveal his incredibly toned thighs and legs. Even the fading bruises on his dark gray skin couldn't hide how irresistibly handsome he was.

His fingertips ran up my arm gently, and I chuckled as he leaned in to kiss my shoulder.

"What's so funny?" he whispered.

"You don't have to be so gentle with me," I responded with a grin.

He pulled back and smirked at me. "What made you assume I would be?" He cocked an eyebrow. "Kitten? What do you think your master should do?"

Before I could reply, he kneeled on the floor in front of the desk and pulled my underwear to the side, pressing his lips on my clit and making me grip the edge of the old wood beneath me.

"Oh, shit!" I threw my head back with the exclamation, glancing at the ceiling and remembering we had neighbors for the night.

My hand raised to my mouth and covered it, not wanting to be too loud for travelers in the next rooms that might call a noise complaint or send someone up to check on us.

I moaned into my palm, feeling the vibrations from my vocal cords shoot through my whole arm before Kovas reached up and took it from me, slamming my hand on my desk while continuing to eat me out.

I lifted my other hand, thinking maybe he didn't know what I was doing, but he slammed that one down, too.

"I want to hear you scream for me," he whispered on my pussy.

His words only made me wetter, and I screamed louder, regardless of his asking me to. My legs jerked and twitched as he sucked on my clit, moving his tongue in circles quickly and applying perfect pressure.

Trembles rocked through my pussy with every swipe of his tongue, as if I reacted to his saliva, in all the best ways.

"Will you be good if I let go of one of your hands?"

I nodded, needing him to continue. "Yes."

His tongue licked over my clit again, and I gasped. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, yes, please just keep going."

"So eager." He smirked while removing his right hand from mine.

I kept it on the table. I would have done anything to get him to continue. If he asked me to get on my knees, tell him I would be his forever, even do jumping jacks, I would have done it just as long as I could come for him.

His fingers slid inside me with ease while he kept licking my clit. They felt around inside me, and I leaned back against the wall the desk was pressed on. My body felt too light to focus on holding myself up.

While my pussy contracted around his large fingers, the rest of my muscles were relaxed and weightless.

When he shifted his fingertips upward, they jammed into my G-spot, making my free hand reach for him. Immediately, he stopped and pulled away, shaking his head.

"You said you were going to be good, Mera."

"Please, I'm sorry. I'll keep it there next time. I just, it felt so good…"

He stood before me and slid off his underwear, ticking his tongue and shaking his head. My eyes shifted to his large cock hanging right above my pussy.

I hadn't been able to see it well in the cell, and for a moment, I tried to match what I saw to the memory of how he felt deep inside me.

It was impossibly thick, so much I wondered how I'd managed to take all of him before, the crown a soft triangular shape, a series of six flexing flanges running down the shaft.

I wondered if I was wet enough for him to slip it all in.

He smiled and leaned in to press his forehead against mine while moving his hips closer. The broad head of his cock touched my clit, and I bit my lip while looking into his deep red eyes.

"Now you can't come until I tell you to," he grinned. "Kitten."

I nodded and kept my teeth on my lip. "Yes, okay, yes. Just please…"

He angled himself at my opening. "Please, what?"

"Give it to me," I whispered as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

He drove himself into me in one quick thrust, making my body jerk and my chest press against his as I gasped from shock.

Rocking in and out of me slowly at first, the sound of his groans only turned me on more.

Knowing I drove him wild only made me need him more. The fire I felt inside me for him wasn't one-sided. He felt it, too, and I could tell from what he did next.

He kissed me deeply and pulled me close to him. He kept his pace slow, which drove me insane but also made me feel strangely bonded to him. It was like fireworks went off inside me, but they lasted longer, and there was always a promise of more to come.

He picked me up, keeping himself inside me while I wrapped my legs around him and he moved me to the bed. My back hit the mattress gently as he laid me down and knelt before me, taking my legs and pressing them together over his shoulder before leaning over and moving fully inside me.

How deep he went inside me made my hands grasp the bedsheets, almost tearing them out from underneath the mattress before he pinned them above my head.

My body shook, my thighs trembling on his chest and shoulder before he grinned, kissed my leg, and stopped his thrusting. "You're not about to come, are you?"

I shook my head no, biting my lip and averting my gaze.

"Hmmm…" He moaned while sliding fully inside me again, making me gasp and clench my hands around his. "That seems like a lie to me."

"Please, I want to."

He pushed inside me again. "Only if you say my name while you do."

"Oh!" I screamed as he did it again, my fingernails digging into the back of his hands. "Kovas! Kovas, yes!"

"That's my girl." He grinned as he continued thrusting in and out of me until my body reached full orgasm.

My nerves tingled everywhere, and my head flung back against the pillow as I shattered, only held together by his arms.

When I tipped my head back down, catching my breath while he slowed himself inside me, he placed my legs on either side of him and leaned down to kiss me.

"I hope you saved some energy for more," he whispered against my lips. "Because I can't get enough of you."