23. Abbey

23

ABBEY

The rest of the Holding Week went extremely well. Solon was a perfect gentleman—though more and more Abbey wished he wouldn't be. By day they roamed around the Monstrum Mother Ship and at night they watched vids together and talked. They also spent hours kissing and Solon would run his big, warm hands over her shoulders and back and outer thighs, but he never touched her anywhere else.

Of course, Abbey knew he was being respectful and gentle and she appreciated it a lot. But she was beginning to long for more—much more—from the big Monstrum. Especially at the end of the Holding Week, after the night he caught her "reading" a spicy romance book…

Abbey wasn't really reading it of course—she was having the mechanical voice on her tablet read to her. Whenever possible, she got audiobooks but this particular novel was a new release by one of her favorite indie authors and didn't have an audiobook out yet.

Solon was out, speaking to his boss, Commander Rarev, so she'd thought it was the perfect time to catch up on her reading. She sat on the big couch in the living room area—she had memorized the whole suite now so she could go anywhere she needed to—and let the tablet read to her.

The only problem was, the tablet's voice didn't really do the spicy scenes justice, she thought, as she listened to it with dissatisfaction. It sounded so stilted and awkward, especially when it said words like "pussy" or "cock" or anything else that was spicy. She was just about to give up and turn the tablet off when she heard a deep voice from the doorway say,

"Hmm, that's an interesting book, lelka."

"Oh!" Abbey fumbled with her tablet, her cheeks burning hot. Unfortunately, embarrassment made her clumsy and instead of turning the book off, she accidentally turned up the volume.

"I want to lick your pussy!" the tablet blared in its tinny, mechanical voice. "I want to make you come all over my face!"

"Oh my God!" Abbey was filled with mortification! She fumbled some more with the tablet and finally got it turned of. "I…I'm so sorry!" she said as the big golden blur that was Solon sat down beside her on the couch. "I…I didn't know you were standing there."

"Why should you be sorry?" he sounded honestly confused. "And why are you so embarrassed?"

"You're not even touching me—how do you know I'm embarrassed?" Abbey demanded.

"Because your cheeks are flushed and red." One big hand cupped her burning cheek gently. "You never have to feel ashamed around me, lelka. So what if you wish to listen to sexual material on your tablet? You have the right to pleasure yourself any way you want to."

"I…I wasn't touching myself, if that's what you're implying!" Abbey protested uneasily.

"I wasn't, actually, but even if you were—so what?" he said and since he was still touching her, she felt his sincerity.

"I…I wouldn't do that," Abbey said quickly. "I mean, especially not out in the living room!"

"Why is self-pleasure such an embarrassing concept for you?" Solon sounded honestly bewildered. "It's your body—why shouldn't you touch it however you want? Or listen to things which give you pleasure?" he added, tapping her tablet, which lay forgotten in her lap.

"It's just…it's private," Abbey said. She sighed. "And anyway, I can't exactly say that what I was listening to was giving me much pleasure."

"Oh? Then why listen to it?" Solon asked, sounding confused.

"Well, if it was done as an audiobook and read by a real narrator it would be better," Abbey told him. "But it's a new book so it's not out in audio yet—so I was having the tablet read it to me. And the voice is just, well…it's not very good. It sounds like a robot reading sex."

"Oh—I thought maybe you preferred that tone when listening to audio erotica," Solon remarked.

Abbey snorted.

"Hardly. I think I'm going to have to put this one down and wait until it comes out as an audiobook," she added. "It's just not very good like this."

"Maybe I could read it to you," he suggested, surprising Abbey to the core.

"What?" she exclaimed. "I mean…really?"

There was a motion in her field of vision and she thought he might be shrugging.

"Certainly. Why not?"

"Well, I mean…you don't think it would be, uh, embarrassing?"

"Not at all. Not for me, anyway," he said. "But would you find it too embarrassing to have me read to you?"

"Well, no…I guess not," Abbey said slowly. "It's a romance novel though," she added. "I don't know if you'd like it very much."

"The little bit I heard sounded intriguing. Why should I not enjoy a novel about romance?" he asked, sounding curious.

"Well, because it's a girl thing," Abbey said. "Down on Earth, women mostly like romance novels while men like books about spies and war and that kind of thing."

"You humans seem to have divided your interests very strangely," he remarked. "Why would a male not be interested in romance? Isn't it every male's dream to find his fated mate? I would rather read books about that than stories of war and battles. I have fought in many battles and I don't need a reminder of them," he added.

"That's not how human men think at all," Abbey told him. "Most of them are afraid of commitment—they're not looking to find romance and settle down like you Monstrum seem to want to do."

"Then they're fools," Solon remarked. "There is nothing better in life than finding the one female the Goddess has set aside for you and wooing her and giving her pleasure."

"Really? Is that why you want to read to me? To, uh, give me pleasure?" Abbey asked. She could feel her cheeks heating for a different reason now.

"Certainly—I want to give you pleasure any way I can." His voice was a deep, purring rumble. "Would you like me to read to you, Abbey?"

"Well…only if you really want to. You can start at the beginning of the page," she offered him the tablet.

"Hmm…" Solon seemed to be scanning through the scene she'd been listening to. "All right, let's see…"

He began reading and Abbey listened. The scene was a seduction, as the male main character tried to convince the female main character to go to bed with him. It was written from the male's point of view, so it worked well to have the big Monstrum read it.

"Listen to me." I took her hand and pulled her to me. Her breasts were soft as they pressed against my chest and she gave a little gasp but didn't try to back away. She wanted this—I could smell her desire, her need—rising like a rare perfume to tickle my nose.

"What do you want? What are you going to do to me?" Her voice trembled a little but I could hear the eagerness mixed with fear.

"I want to lick your soft little pussy. I want to make you come all over my face," I told her, looking into her eyes. "I want to feel you trembling under me, pulling my hair and calling my name while I taste you and make you mine completely."

Abbey bit her lip as the big Monstrum continued reading. He was really good at this—better even than her favorite narrators from Earth. She could feel herself blushing as the book got more and more graphic, but she didn't want him to stop.

Her body was reacting too—her nipples were tight and she was getting wet. She pressed her thighs together and wished that she had on a bra—she wasn't wearing one at the moment because she'd taken a shower earlier and hadn't felt like putting one on.

Or maybe you wanted Solon to see you without one, whispered a little voice in her head. Is that why you're wearing your thinnest t-shirt?

Abbey tried to push the voice away, but there was no denying that it was telling the truth. She had to just sit there, pressing her thighs together as the big Monstrum continued to read, describing how the male main character was spreading the female main character's thighs and lapping her pussy while she moaned and writhed under his tongue. The naughty words in his deep, growling voice made her hotter and hotter but she didn't ask him to stop—she just listened until he reached the end of the chapter.

"Mmm, well that is a very interesting book," he remarked at last. "I can definitely understand why you'd want to read it."

"I…I'm glad you liked it," Abbey said, trying to sound normal. "Um, you're an excellent narrator," she added.

"Am I? Thank you." His voice was a soft, purring growl. "Tell me, Abbey—is this the kind of thing you fantasize about? Do you want to be tasted?"

"Oh, um…" Abbey cleared her throat nervously. "I…I don't know. I've, uh, never had that done to me before," she confessed.

"Really? Never?" He sounded surprised.

"Well, after what happened to me in high school I never wanted to date again until Henry and he…well, you know all about him," she said dryly. "So no—never."

Solon made a growling sound in his throat.

"Gods, I wish it was our Tasting Week. Not that I would taste you unless you wanted me to," he added.

"Oh…you…you would?" Abbey asked, her heart pounding.

"Mmm, it would be my greatest pleasure," he growled. "Like the Kindred, we Monstrum have a biological need to taste our mates. So I would love to lick your sweet pussy until you come for me, lelka."

"What…what week is that? When…you're allowed to, uh taste me?" Abbey asked. "The Tasting Week, right?" she said, answering her own question. "But what week are we in now?"

"It's actually the end of our Holding Week and the beginning of the Bathing Week," he told her. "Why do you ask?"

"Well because you never really told me all the rules pertaining to the, uh, different weeks," Abbey said. "I mean, I guess during the Holding Week you're just supposed to hold me while we sleep?"

"It's not just about holding—it's about touching," Solon told her. "But only over your clothes. Meaning that if we were doing the Holding Week the way it's traditionally done, I could cup your beautiful breasts through your shirt."

"But…but you haven't done that," Abbey pointed out. She was very aware of how tight her nipples were and how they were rubbing against the thin material of her t-shirt, almost aching to be touched.

"You didn't want me to," Solon pointed out. "I'm trying to take things slowly—I don't want to frighten you away, lelka."

"You…you won't frighten me," Abbey assured him. She sat up a little straighter, pressing her breasts out for him. "You can…can touch me if you want to."

"Can I? Like this?" Suddenly both her breasts were being cupped in large, warm hands. "Do you like this, Abbey?" As he spoke, Solon's thumbs traced slow patterns around her tight peaks, sending sparks of pleasure straight to the area between her thighs.

"Oh!" Abbey nearly moaned as she pressed her thighs together. "Yes, that…that feels good!"

"Mmm, feels good for me too. I'm glad you enjoy it," he growled softly.

"Can…can I touch you, too?" Abbey asked breathlessly. She loved exploring his hard, muscular chest with her fingers and she'd always wanted to go further…but she hadn't dared.

"If you want to. Come here." And Solon pulled her towards him until she was leaning against his side.

It was the same way they snuggled every night, but this time Abbey felt braver. She unbuttoned his uniform shirt by touch and ran her hands all over his flat, muscular abdomen and broad chest. As always, she loved the feeling of his short, dense fur against her fingertips. But this time she wanted more.

She ran her hand lower, over the thick bulge she could feel in his black leather trousers. God, it was huge! She'd always heard that the Kindred and the Monstrum were hung like horses—it appeared to be true.

"Mmm, curious little virgin, aren't you?" Solon rumbled as she stroked the long, thick ridge of his cock through his trousers.

Abbey felt her cheeks getting hot.

"I'm not…not really a virgin," she admitted. "I mean, after what happened back in school…"

"Did you ask for that or enjoy it?" he demanded.

"What? No! It was…was awful," Abbey said. She tried to push the thought out of her mind. "I don't want to think about it."

"I'm sorry, lelka. I'm just trying to say that if you've never been loved properly and tenderly by one you gave consent to, then you're still a virgin." A big, warm hand cupped her cheek and he leaned forward, getting closer to her. "I hope that one day you'll feel close enough to me that you'll want to give me your virginity. But only when you're ready."

"I'm feeling more ready than I did," Abbey admitted. His warm, masculine scent was invading her senses again and she loved the feeling of his hardness under her hand.

"Mmm, well it is the beginning of our Bathing Week," he pointed out. "Traditionally, we would wash each other in the bathing pool and then I would massage you all over with scented oils."

"Oh, you mean…touch each other naked?" Abbey asked breathlessly.

"Yes. But only if you want to," he promised. "If you'd rather not, we don't have to. I know how shy you are of the bathing pool since you fell into it our first night together."

"I…I don't think I'd mind it if you were with me the whole time," Abbey told him. "If you held me and didn't let me go."

"I can promise you now that I'll never let you go, Abbey." His voice was unexpectedly serious and she had the idea he was talking about more than just swimming in the bathing pool. Her heart thumped but she decided not to answer what he was really saying—as wonderful as the big Monstrum was, she wasn't quite ready to commit fully yet.

"Well, okay," she said, still stroking the hard bulge in the front of his trousers. "Let's do it. Let's, uh, take a bath together."

"Mmm, as you wish, lelka. Come, let's get undressed."

Abbey was eager to get her clothes off, but she felt suddenly shy when she was naked in front of the big Monstrum. Shy and a little uneasy.

"Hey, we're not going to…to you know, do it tonight, right?" she asked, looking up at him as they sat back on the couch together. "I mean, because I don't feel ready for that."

"Of course not—it's not our Bonding Week," he told her. "And even if it was, you wouldn't have to worry. I won't make love to you until you tell me you want me to, Abbey. You're safe with me, even when we're both unclothed."

As he spoke, he stroked her cheek and Abbey felt his sincerity. She really was safe with the big Monstrum—it made her feel better…and also more bold.

"Can I touch you, er, unclothed?" she asked, curious again. She wanted to know what that huge bulge she'd felt in his trousers felt like with no fabric or leather between them.

"If you like." He sat still and Abbey thought he might have his hands outstretched, opening himself for her. "Go on—explore me if you like, lelka," he rumbled.

She leaned against him again, loving the way his soft fur felt rubbing against her tight nipples. In fact, it felt so good that she spent a little while just rubbing herself against him. As they touched, she could feel the big Monstrum's lust…but also his restraint. He was determined not to hurt or scare her—it made her feel safe doing whatever she wanted. And what she wanted was more.

Daringly, she reached down to grasp his shaft. It felt hot and hard and silky-smooth in her hand—so here was a place at least where he didn't have fur, she thought.

She started to stroke lower, but Solon unexpectedly caught her by the wrist.

"You'd better be careful, lelka. If you touch the base of my shaft, you'll be stung by my pleasure spines."

"Pleasure spines?" Abbey lifted her eyebrows in confusion. "What are those?"

"Tiny, short hairs that cover my balls and the base of my shaft," Solon explained. "They ‘sting' the female I'm mating with and inject pleasure chemicals that cause an instant orgasm."

"They do?" Abbey was immediately intrigued.

"Yes, and if you're not careful you're going to find out for yourself," he warned.

"Maybe I don't want to be careful," Abbey said.

"Well…" His grip on her wrist loosened and he let her go. "Do as you wish, lelka—just remember that I warned you."

"I'll remember," she said, sliding her hand lower. "I just—oh!"

Her words cut off with a gasp because she had reached the base of his shaft and, sure enough, a feeling like being stung by nettles was coursing through her. But almost at once the tiny, sharp pain turned into a big, overwhelming pleasure.

"Oh…oh my God!" Abbey moaned as sensations shot through her. It felt like her hand was coming. It was the strangest feeling imaginable but still somehow incredibly pleasurable. For a moment she couldn't let go—almost as though she was being electrified. Then the peak of the pleasure passed and she was able to release the thick pole of flesh.

"Are you all right, lelka?" Solon growled softly. "Did you come just now?"

"I…I think I might have—in…in a way," Abbey panted.

"I hope touching my pleasure spines didn't hurt or scare you," he murmured and she shook her head.

"No, you warned me—I knew what to expect. I just didn't think it would be so…so intense."

"I see. Well do you want to explore each other more or are you ready for a dip in the bathing pool?" he rumbled.

"The bathing pool, please. As long as you'll hold me the entire time we're in the water," Abbey told him.

"Of course I will, come with me." He took her hand and they rose from the couch. Abbey heard the big Monstrum suck in a breath.

"What? What is it? Is something wrong?" she asked, beginning to feel self-conscious. After all, she hadn't ever lost that weight she had gained recently and here she was standing naked in front of him.

"Nothing is wrong. Can I just tell you how beautiful you are, lelka? I know you can't see yourself but you take my breath away with all that smooth, bare skin and your beautiful full breasts and hips," he growled softly.

"Oh, um, thank you." Abbey could feel herself blushing with pleased embarrassment. "I always feel like I should lose some weight," she said.

"Never!" Solon growled. "Then you might lose your Elite figure. You're gorgeous just as you are, lelka. Please don't starve yourself and lose your curves."

"Well…all right." Abbey smiled up at him. "If you say so."

"I do. Now come—let's go to the bathing pool." And he led her from the couch to the bathroom.

Abbey went with him willingly, her bare breasts swaying with every step. She couldn't believe she was doing this of her own free will, but somehow she felt so comfortable with the big Monstrum. Every time he touched her, she felt a flow of love and desire and devotion—it made her feel like a goddess—no man had ever made her feel like that before.

Once they reached the bathroom and Solon turned off the child safety feature which covered the vast turquoise pool, he climbed in first.

"Just come to the edge and I'll lift you in," he told Abbey. "Can you see my arms at all?"

"Er…vaguely." He was mostly just a big golden blur to her, but she thought she could make out two other golden blurs which must be his arms.

"Just come to me, lelka—I'll never drop you," he promised.

"All right." Feeling slightly nervous, Abbey stepped to the edge and leaned forward.

She felt two strong hands wrapping around her waist and then she was being lifted into the water. She was a little panicked at first, but Solon kept an arm firmly around her, holding her up in the warm pool.

Abbey clung to him, rubbing against his side and noticed that somehow being wet made his fur feel even more silky against her bare skin.

"Now, then—let's do this so I can bathe you."

Solon lifted her again and sat her on a ledge on the side of the tub.

"Oh!" Abbey exclaimed. Reaching down, she gripped the sides of the ledge. She was in the water from her waist down but from the waist up she was in the warm, slightly damp air. Her nipples felt tight and sensitive as she sat there completely naked. And then she felt something else—like something crawling along her arm.

"Oh! Oh my God!" she gasped, nearly falling off the ledge as she brushed frantically at her arm. "What's that?"

"It's all right, don't panic," Solon put his hands on her knees to steady her. "It's just the pleasure vines that ring the edge of the tub," he told her. "They have flowers on them that, er, like to suck things. It's my guess they're interested in your nipples."

"Suck things?" Abbey wasn't sure about that. "Does it hurt?"

"Not in my experience—it's actually quite pleasurable," Solon said. "But I can shoo them away if you want."

"Well…no. I guess if it doesn't hurt…" Abbey liked to try new things and as long as the pleasure vines weren't painful, she thought it wouldn't hurt to let their flowers suck her nipples.

"Very well then—just sit still and let them reach you," Solon told her.

Abbey did as he said and after a moment, she felt the ticklish sensation of the vines on her skin again. Looking down, she saw vague greenish blurs with dark red spots of color on them.

Those must be the vines, she thought. They…

But her thoughts were cut off as two of the red spots reached her nipples and latched on. Abbey moaned as they began to suck her tight peaks, sending pleasure through her entire body.

"Oh my God, that's so good," she panted.

"Mmm, do you like it, lelka?" Solon growled softly. "I confess I enjoy it when the larger blossoms suck my shaft as well."

"No wonder your people all have bathing pools," Abbey moaned. "If they have these kinds of flowers around them. Do they…do they do anything else?"

As she spoke, she felt something soft brushing against her inner thigh.

"There are some which perform penetration as well," Solon told her, his voice slightly hoarse. "I don't use them myself, but I've heard that many Monstrum wives enjoy them."

Abbey bit her lip.

"Is that…the kind that I can feel against my thigh?" she asked.

"The vine that's sliding around your thigh has a phallus blossom," Solon told her. "Here—let me show you." He took her hand and brought it under the water. "Make a loose fist," he instructed her.

Abbey did as he said and after a moment, she felt something firm and slick pressing into her fist.

"Oh…it's not as big as I thought. I was afraid it might be as big as you are," she confessed to Solon.

He rumbled laughter.

"No, you don't have to worry about that—though I can have some extra large specimens imported for you if you wish," he told her. "But you should know that even though my shaft is large, I make compounds in my saliva and precum that would help you open for me."

"You…you do?" Abbey moved her fist and spread her thighs as she talked. She kind of wanted to see what the phallus part of the pleasure vine would feel like. It didn't seem too huge to take and the idea of letting the plant fuck her while she talked to Solon was unexpectedly erotic.

"Yes, I do," he confirmed. "Hmm, I see you've decided to allow the pleasure vine to try your soft little pussy."

"Well…maybe." Abbey felt her cheeks get hot. Was he watching her? She could feel the rounded end of the plant stroking between her pussy lips now. It was rubbing against her aching clit, as though it was trying to get her ready for penetration. And at the same time, the other two flowers were sucking and lapping at her nipples, which meant she was getting hotter and hotter all the time.

"It's all right if you want to explore a little, lelka," Solon murmured, his deep voice a gentle purr. "It's not a bad thing to let yourself be pleasured."

"It…it' isn't? Oh!" Abbey moaned, for the end of the phallus flower had found the mouth of her pussy and was trying to push its way inside.

"No, it's not," Solon assured her. "Here, lean back a little and spread your thighs if you want to let it all the way in."

As he spoke, Abbey felt his big hand at the small of her back, supporting her. Feeling safe because he was so close, she did as he said, leaning back and opening her thighs wider. Through their connection, she could feel the big Monstrum's desire as he watched what was happening between her legs.

"Gods, it's sliding into you now," he growled softly. "Can you feel it, lelka? Can you feel it filling you?"

"Y-yes," Abbey stuttered. "Oh, it actually feels really good. Oh—now it's actually fucking me!" she moaned, for the thick flower actually was thrusting in and out of her open pussy—firmly but not roughly. Abbey had a few toys back home, but this felt better than any of them, she thought.

"Yes, it is, lelka," Solon growled softly. "Does it bother you?"

"No, I…I guess not," Abbey panted. "Oh, but if it keeps on doing that it's going to make me come!"

"Then just relax and let it pleasure you," Solon murmured. "Gods, I love to see the look of pleasure on your beautiful face!"

Abbey was about to do as he said, but she had a new thought.

"But what if…what if it comes inside me?" she asked uncertainly. "Will it…can it…"

"Get you pregnant? No, not at all," Solon assured her. "It will simply release a warm, creamy seed that will make your pussy especially slippery for some time afterwards. But there's no danger of pregnancy."

At that point, Abbey didn't know if she would have cared if there was any danger. The feeling of the two flowers sucking on her nipples while the third fucked her was getting to be too much! She could feel her orgasm hovering over her like a rain cloud about to burst and having Solon's big hand on her back, sending all the hot, sexy emotions he was having for her at the same time was pushing her over the edge.

"Oh!" she moaned, as her pleasure peaked. "Oh, Solon, think I'm going to…going to come!"

"Come then, lelka," he growled softly. "Come hard for me while the pleasure vine fucks your soft little pussy."

Abbey moaned, her back arching and her toes curling as sensation shot through her. She'd never had an orgasm like this before—had never even dreamed such a thing was possible! After all, who had ever heard of flowers that sucked your nipples and fucked you at the same time?

And then she felt the phallus flower thrust deep inside her and something hot and wet was bathing the mouth of her womb.

Oh God, it's coming in me! Shooting inside me!

For some reason, the thought made her even hotter and she writhed so hard she nearly fell off the ledge.

"Easy, lelka!" Suddenly she was in Solon's arms. "I know the pleasure is intense, but the water is still over your head here," he growled, cradling her protectively close to his broad chest.

"Sorry!" Abbey panted. "It just…it felt so good and I…oh…they're leaving."

It was true, she could feel the flowers detaching from her nipples and leaving her pussy. She was a little disappointed but also relieved—she didn't know if she could take another intense orgasm like the one she'd just had.

"Mmm, are you all relaxed now?" Solon asked her. "Are you ready for your massage?"

"Oh…yes. Yes, I guess that would be okay." Abbey nodded. Being in the water was nice, but she liked the idea of Solon's big, warm hands rubbing her all over.

"Good, come on then."

Solon lifted her out of the pool, carrying her easily, and wrapped her in one of the "thirsty" towels that soaked up water immediately. He toweled himself off as well and then led Abbey back to the bedroom.

He did something to the bed and then had her lay down on it, face first. To Abbey's surprise, she now had a hole for her face and there was a type of cushion under her lower legs. Somehow he had made the bed mimic a massage table.

She wondered how he had done it but before she could ask, she felt his big, warm hands, now slick with oil, rubbing up and down her bare back.

"Oh…ohhhh," she moaned as his long fingers dug into the knots in her back and shoulders. Clearly when Solon had offered to massage her, he had really meant it. He wasn't just rubbing oil on her back—he was giving her a very skillful rub-down that made her feel like putty in his hands.

The big Monstrum spent a long time working out every single kink in her back, arms, shoulders, and legs. He massaged her ass too, making Abbey moan with mingled pleasure and arousal. By the time he was done, she felt as limp as a noodle.

"Are you ready to turn over now, lelka?" she heard him say.

"Turn over?" Abbey had been halfway dozing. "Oh, uh, sure." she murmured "I guess so."

Solon helped her turn on her back and then the bed changed again. Now it was supporting her neck and head and there was also a cushion under her knees.

"How do you get the bed to change like that?" she murmured sleepily as she relaxed against the mattress which cradled her body gently but firmly.

"I simply tell it what to do by touching it a certain way," Solon explained. "Most all the furniture plants are semi-sentient."

"Are they? They must…ohhhh,"

Her sentence ended in a moan because his hands were back—big and warm and slick with oil as he massaged her bare breasts.

"Mmm, do you like that, lelka?" Abbey heard him growl softly. "Does it feel good when I stroke your soft breasts and tight nipples like this?"

As he spoke, his fingers tightened on her sensitive peaks, making Abbey moan and arch her back.

"Y-yes!" she gasped. "Oh Solon, that feels so good!"

"I'm glad you like it," he murmured. "But are you ready to feel good lower down as well? Are you ready to let me massage your sweet little pussy?"

Abbey bit her lip. When she'd first come up here to the Monstrum Mother Ship, she never would have believed that she would want to let Solon touch her between her legs. But now she thought she might die if he didn't! With every touch he conveyed how much he wanted her—how desirable he found her. And he was so gentle and kind—she knew she didn't have to fear him hurting her.

"Yes," she whispered, letting her thighs fall open. "Yes, Solon, you can…can massage me there. I don't mind."

"Mmm, thank you, lelka," he growled softly and she felt one big, warm hand sliding down her body, over her trembling belly to the place between her thighs. "You honor me with your trust," he told her.

For a moment Abbey felt him massaging her outer pussy very gently, then he spread her lips and two long, strong fingers were suddenly bracketing her aching clit.

"Oh…oh, Solon!" she gasped as he began to slide his fingers up and down, teasing the sides of her throbbing button without actually touching it. How did he know that the indirect touching would make her so hot?

"Mmm, I can feel your pleasure, lelka," he growled softly. "Would you mind if I stroked inside you? I'd like to see how slippery your little pussy is after letting the pleasure vine come in you."

"All…all right!" Abbey moaned. She loved that he asked permission to touch her and didn't just assume he could do what he wanted. After what she'd been through in the past, consent was important to her and she liked that the big Monstrum seemed to understand that.

A moment later she felt two long, thick fingers sliding inside her.

"Oh…oh!" she gasped. Because somehow the big Monstrum had found a spot inside her that seemed almost like a second clit.

"Do you like that, lelka?" he murmured, rubbing her again. "Does that feel good, sweetheart?"

"So good!" Abbey moaned. Though she had come so recently from the stimulation of the pleasure vine, she could feel another orgasm building inside her. She bucked her hips involuntarily as Solon stroked the spot inside her again…and then again and again. Was that her G-spot? Abbey had always thought it was a myth but the big Monstrum seemed to know exactly how to touch her to give her maximum pleasure. As he stroked inside, his thumb circled her aching clit.

He was sitting beside her on the bed now, with her legs in his lap as he reached between her thighs. His other hand continued twisting and teasing her nipples.

"That's right, Abbey," he murmured as he touched her. "That's right—come for me. I want to feel your tight little pussy squeezing my fingers as you come all over my hand. Gods, I wish it was my tongue you were coming on!"

Abbey couldn't hold back any longer. With a low moan of pure pleasure, her orgasm broke like a tidal wave slamming against the shore. She could feel her back arching as she gasped and cried Solon's name but all the while the big Monstrum stayed with her, his fingers working tirelessly inside her as he held her in his lap and made her come harder than she ever had in her life.

At last, the waves of pleasure slowed and then stopped and Abbey went limp.

"Ohhh," she moaned. "Oh my God, that was amazing."

"I'm so glad you enjoyed yourself, lelka." Solon withdrew his fingers and then Abbey heard a sound that made her wonder what was going on.

"What…what are you doing?" she asked, frowning at the big golden blur.

"Tasting your honey, of course." More sounds like he was sucking something—his fingers, she realized. "Mmm, you're delicious, lelka. I can't wait to taste your honey right from the source during our Tasting Week. If you'll let me, that is."

Abbey wiggled a little. She wasn't quite sure how she felt about letting the big Monstrum put his mouth on her there. Though she loved reading about oral sex, she'd never really experienced it before.

"I can feel your indecision. You don't have to decide now," Solon assured her. "For now, all you have to do is come to bed with me and sleep in my arms."

"But what about you?" Abbey protested and then yawned. Having two intense orgasms and a really good massage had nearly done her in, but she didn't want to be a selfish lover and leave him hanging.

"What about me?" he growled softly.

"Well, I mean, I got to come twice but you didn't come at all," Abbey pointed out, trying not to yawn again.

"Not true—I came when you did. Experiencing your orgasm as I touched you brought on my own. You didn't feel it because it went on the bed—the plants it is made of drink up all liquids that are spilled on them."

"Really?" Abbey could barely keep her eyes open by now.

"Yes, really lelka. So it's all right for you to fall asleep. But let's get more comfortable first."

He lay down beside Abbey and drew her close to him, so she was resting her head on his broad chest. Wrapping his arms around her, he stroked her hair and Abbey heard him sigh contentedly.

"Thank you for trusting me, lelka," he rumbled softly as the lights dimmed around them. "Nothing gives me more pleasure than gaining your trust."

Abbey wanted to reply, but sleep was already claiming her. As she listened to the big Monstrum's steady heartbeat in her ear, she felt herself drift away completely.