31. Abbey

31

ABBEY

Abbey squirmed uncomfortably in the big Monstrum's arms. Her head was clearer now, but she had a vague idea that she'd been acting like a fool before the shower they'd taken together.

It was that damn enhanced Bonding Scent the Perfumer had made—it had been making her crazy! She had fuzzy memories of rubbing against Solon and coming over and over—but that couldn't be right—could it?

"Here we are—going to lay you down on the bed, lelka," she heard him rumble. And then the soft mattress was cradling her body and the huge golden blur that was Solon was looming over her.

"What are you doing up there?" Abbey asked him. She held out her arms. "Get on the bed with me."

"Not yet. First I need to see what's going on between your legs."

"Oh, um…" Feeling suddenly shy, Abbey squeezed her thighs together… and then moaned as a sharp pain like a million tiny needles stabbing her most sensitive areas shot through her.

"See? You're in pain. Now let me look at you." There was a firm authority in Solon's deep voice that she didn't dare to disobey.

"Well…all right." Biting her lip, she let him spread her thighs open. The golden blur lowered and she realized he was kneeling on the floor in front of her. Big, warm hands spread her legs even wider and then he leaned forward until she could feel his hot breath on her inner thighs and his golden mane tickling her sensitive skin.

"Hmm, I was afraid of this." His deep voice sounded worried.

"What? What is it?" Abbey asked anxiously. "What happened? Why am I having pain?"

"I think it's from you rubbing against my shaft while we were lying on the bed earlier," Solon rumbled. "Your soft little pussy is all red and swollen, lelka." The big hands moved inward and Abbey felt him spreading the outer lips of her pussy to reveal her inner folds. The vulnerable position filled her with an uneasy mixture of embarrassment and arousal. "Even your little clit is swollen," he added, and sounded like he was frowning.

"What? But why?" Abbey demanded, shifting her hips. She felt incredibly exposed, being all spread out like this! And the big Monstrum's hot breath blowing on her tender pussy didn't help.

"Remember the pleasure spines I have on the lower part of my shaft and my balls?" he asked. "Well, when you were rubbing against me earlier, you must have been ‘stinging' yourself with them. I thought your panties were a sufficient barrier to keep that from happening but it seems I was wrong."

"Oh, um…" Abbey's fuzzy memories suddenly got a lot sharper. She distinctly remembered reaching down for a moment to push her panties to the side because it felt so good to rub her bare pussy against the big Monstrum's shaft with nothing in between them. "Does this happen every time a woman, uh, rubs against your kind of Monstrum?" she asked, deciding not to admit what she had done—it was too embarrassing! "I mean, does she get all swollen and painful?"

The golden blur moved and she realized Solon was shaking his head.

"No, because normally if a female is getting stung by a Chimera's pleasure spines it's because they're making love. In which case his precum and cum will sooth the ache and stop the swelling afterwards. It's like an antidote for the pleasure venom produced by the spines," he explained.

"What?" Abbey got up on her elbows. "But when I touch you with my hand and get ‘stung' it's not a problem."

"Because you're not getting a big dose of the pleasure venom," he pointed out. "But you were rubbing against me for quite some time while we lay on the bed, lelka. You might almost say you overdosed yourself."

"Oh, okay. But…are you saying you have to…have to come inside me in order to make the swelling go down?" Abbey asked, a mixture of uncertainty and longing shooting through her.

"Not at all, lelka," he rumbled, stroking her thighs reassuringly. "I have the same compounds in my saliva that I do in my precum and cum. If you'll just let me lick you for a little while, I should be able to neutralize the venom and the swelling will go down."

"Um…lick me?" Abbey nibbled her lower lip. She still felt nervous about this particular act. "What if you don't like the way I taste?" she asked.

"You know I do—don't I suck your honey from my fingers every time I pleasure you?" he asked. "Besides, we're into our Tasting Week now."

"Oh, I…I guess we are, aren't we?" Abbey said breathlessly. Deep down, she wanted him to do this—wanted to open herself and let the big Monstrum taste her. It was just so intimate though—she couldn't help feeling nervous and shy.

Solon rubbed her inner thighs again soothingly.

"Listen, sweetheart, I just want to make you feel better. So why don't you just relax back against the bed and let me give your soft little pussy a tongue-bath? If I don't neutralize the venom, you're going to be in a lot of pain in a very short amount of time."

That decided her. She already felt like she was getting poked with a million little needles—she didn't want things to get worse.

"Well…all right," she agreed and lay back down, trying to get comfortable. "But just heal me, all right? Nothing else."

"Nothing you don't want," he murmured. "Just relax, lelka, and let me tend to you."

Despite his words, Abbey could feel the tension on her lower belly and thighs as the big golden blur leaned over her. And then his hot, wet tongue connected with her tender flesh and she let out a surprised moan of pleasure and relief.

She didn't know if being stung by his pleasure spines had made her much more sensitive or what, but when the big Monstrum dragged his warm, wet tongue over her flesh, it felt immediately better.

Solon started with her outer thighs and then worked his way in to lap gently at her outer pussy lips. Everywhere she'd been stung by his pleasure spines felt cool and much less irritated as soon as he soothed the areas with his tongue.

But he kept licking around and around her outside, without spreading her open and attending to her inner folds. Abbey wiggled her hips restlessly, wishing he would do more—that he would lick her inside. She didn't know how to ask him, though. It was so embarrassing…

"Why are you feeling embarrassed, lelka? Are you ashamed to let me lick you?" His deep rumbling voice seemed to vibrate through her.

Abbey shook her head.

"No…it's nothing like that."

"Then what? Please talk to me. I can feel your emotions but I don't know why you're feeling them. It's very frustrating," Solon told her.

"It…it's just, well…the outside feels better now. But the inside…" She stopped, biting her lip.

"Mmm, I see. Do you want me to lick your inner pussy now, lelka?" His deep voice was a growl of lust. "Do you want me to spread you open and give your hot little clit a tongue-bath too?"

Feeling a mixture of shame and desire, Abbey nodded mutely.

"I…I do—but it's hard to talk about," she admitted.

"If you don't want to tell me what to do, why don't you show me?" he asked.

"Show you? How?" Abbey frowned.

"Guide me." He picked up one of her hands and placed it on one of his horns. "I have built-in handles for you right here. Show me where you want me to lick you and I'll do it, lelka. I'll lick you anywhere you want me to."

His voice was a low, rumbling purr filled with desire and Abbey felt a tremor of pure lust twist through her lower abdomen as he spoke. Suddenly, her shyness and embarrassment melted away, replaced by pure sexual need.

"All right." Reaching up with her other hand, she grabbed his other horn too. "I'll show you."

A growl of pure lust left his throat.

"Good, lelka—guide me. Show me exactly where you want my mouth—where you want my tongue."

Abbey did as he said. Gripping his twisting horns tightly, she pulled him back down to her pussy again. Spreading her thighs even wider, she tugged at his horns, moving his mouth to her aching core.

"Mmm…here?" he rumbled and she felt his hot, wet tongue sliding along the length of her slit.

Abbey moaned and bucked her hips up.

"Yes…but more!" she demanded breathlessly. "Deeper!"

"As my Lady commands," he rumbled and then his hot wet tongue was invading her, sliding between her pussy lips to stroke the aching bud of her clit.

Abbey gasped and gripped his horns tighter as she pressed herself up to meet him. But soon, even that wasn't enough. She wrapped her legs around the big Monstrum, gripping the sides of his face with her thighs. More…she needed more!

Solon seemed to want to give it to her. He buried his face between her legs and wrapped his arms around her waist. He explored her pussy thoroughly, running his tongue down to slide deeply inside her. He stroked in an out, almost as though he was fucking her, making Abbey gasped and wiggle. Then he moved up again to bathe her tender clit with his tongue before sucking it into his mouth and teasing her relentlessly.

Abbey moaned even louder and arched her back. God, she was getting close…so close…

Finally she felt her orgasm rushing over her. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed through her body as she tugged relentlessly on the big Monstrum's horns, gasping and moaning his name.

"Solon! Yes—yes! There—right there! Don't stop…please, don't stop!"

The big Monstrum didn't stop. He seemed to know that he'd found the sweet spot—he was exactly where Abbey needed him and he kept licking and sucking as her pleasure peaked and her toes curled.

Abbey had the random thought that she was going to have the imprint of his horns on her palms and fingers for some time because she was squeezing their curved ridges so tightly, but she didn't care. She just wanted this pleasure to never end…to go on and on forever…

At last, however, the waves of pleasure grew less and then passed. Abbey sagged, her whole body relaxing against the mattress. Her thighs fell open and she let go of Solon's horns, releasing him at last.

"Oh…oh my God," she panted as he raised up to look at her. "That was…that was so good."

"Yes, I could tell by the way you were calling my name and tugging on my horns," he growled softly and Abbey thought like he sounded like he was smiling.

"I hope I didn't pull too hard," she said, a bit anxiously. "I, er, sort of got carried away there for a minute or two."

"Never apologize for your pleasure, lelka," he told her and his big, warm hand came up to cup her cheek.

Abbey nuzzled against it.

"I just hope I didn't hurt you. I mean, the way I had my thighs clamped around your head it's a wonder I didn't suffocate you!"

"I would happily die that way," Solon assured her. "Never forget, your pleasure is my pleasure, sweetheart."

"Mmm, well right now what would bring me pleasure is to feel you cuddling me." Abbey held out her arms. "Come up here and hold me for a little while before we have to get dressed for the banquet."

"With pleasure, lelka."

And a moment later, he was on the bed beside her, gathering her into his arms.

Abbey sighed happily and snuggled close to his big, muscular body. She thought again how much she loved the feeling of his soft, dense fur brushing against her naked skin. Cuddling with a Monstrum had to be the most sensuous experience she'd ever had in her life.

She never wanted this to end.

"I never want this to end," she murmured, voicing her thought aloud.

"I don't either," Solon rumbled, running his big, warm hands up and down her back and shoulders. "You feel so right in my arms."

"Yes, it does feel right." Abbey looked up at him. "Solon, I mean it—I don't want this to end after our Claiming Period is over. I want to stay with you—I want to Bond with you. I mean, I don't know how we'll work out the living situation between the Monstrum Mother Ship and Earth but?—"

"Abbey, do you mean that?" He cupped her cheek and Abbey knew he was looking down at her. She wished she could see his facial expression. "Are you really promising to Bond with me?"

Abbey smiled up at him, loving the hopeful note in his deep voice.

"Yes, I mean it. I know we haven't known each other a long time but well…when you know, you know. You're the one for me, Solon. The one I was waiting for, even though I didn't know I was waiting."

"Oh, lelka…" He crushed her to him and kissed her deeply, nearly taking Abbey's breath away as he shared her own special flavor with her. "Thank you for trusting me," he rumbled, when they finally broke the kiss. "Thank you for agreeing to be my mate."

Abbey's heart swelled. This was right—she could feel it with every fiber of her being. Solon was the one she was supposed to spend the rest of her life with.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" she murmured, stroking his mane. "Why don't you Bond me to you? After all, you just, uh, licked me a lot so I should be able to take you. I hope," she added, remembering how thick and long his shaft was.

"I wish that I could, lelka," he rumbled. "Unfortunately, we cannot Bond yet."

"Why? Because it's not the Bonding Week yet?" Abbey demanded. "Forget about that—I don't care what week it is!"

"No, that's not the reason—warriors and their brides can mutually agree to skip weeks in the Bonding Period if they decide before it's over that they want to stay together," Solon told her. "The reason I can't Bond you to me yet is because we have to fold space in order to get home to the Monstrum Mother Ship. And remember, that's not safe for pregnant females."

"Wait…what? Are you saying you'll definitely get me pregnant if you Bond me to you?" Abbey asked with wide eyes.

A blur of motion let her know he was shaking his head.

"Not definitely but it's a possibility since in order to Bond you to me I must have my shaft buried to the hilt in your soft little pussy as I fill you with my seed."

"Oh, well…" Abbey bit her lip. "I guess we should be careful, then." But she couldn't help feeling disappointed. The sense of rightness was still burning inside her like a flame—she wanted to consummate her relationship with the big Monstrum and form a Soul Bond with him.

"Don't feel so sad, lelka," he rumbled, stroking her cheek lovingly. "There are plenty of pleasures we can give each other in the meantime. And as soon as we get back to the Monstrum Mother Ship, I'll Bond you to me."

"What about Aunt Rose? Where will we live?" Abbey wanted to know.

"Wherever you want, sweetheart," Solon assured her. "We can stay on the Mother Ship or we can live on Earth. Or we can split our time between the two."

"I like the idea of that," Abbey said thoughtfully. "I don't want to leave Aunt Rose completely alone—she still needs some help to run the shop." She sighed. "We have to stay open every day just to make ends meet."

"What if you didn't have to be open all the time? What if your aunt had some special flowers only she could get to sell? Wouldn't their rarity make them more valuable?" Solon asked.

Abbey began to get excited.

"Do you mean the flowers from the Monstrum Mother Ship? Do you think Commander Rarev would let us sell them in the Rose's Roses shop?"

"I don't see why not," Solon rumbled. "I'll have to clear it with him first, of course, but I'm guessing he'll say ‘yes.' That way your aunt wouldn't have to work as much and you could afford to close your shop more often."

"Oh, Solon—that would be wonderful!" Abbey threw her arms around his neck. She loved working with her aunt but there was no doubt that the hours were long and tiring sometimes. If Rose's Roses was the only shop able to sell the rare alien blooms from the Monstrum Mother Ship, their business would boom, even if they choose to keep the shop open fewer hours.

It sounded like the perfect solution and the perfect life to Abbey. She hugged the big Monstrum tightly and felt Solon squeeze her firmly but gently in return. He was always mindful of how much smaller she was than him and how much stronger he was than her. It made her love him even more.

"I love you too, lelka," he murmured in her ear, and she realized he must have felt her outpouring of emotion.

She felt emotion coming from him as well—a love so wild and deep it nearly overwhelmed her with its depth and intensity. It was like expecting to step into a bathtub and finding you were swimming in the ocean instead, she thought. Truly, the big Monstrum's love for her seemed to have no limits.

"I'm so glad you came to get me," she murmured, nuzzling her cheek against his soft fur. "And I'm so, so glad that stupid exemption paperwork I filed didn't go through!"

Solon shifted against her and she felt a surge of unease coming from him—but it was so brief that she almost wondered if she'd imagined it.

"Solon?" She pulled back, making his name a question. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, only I need to tell you something," he rumbled. "You see…"

A knocking on their bedroom door interrupted him.

"Your pardon, Commander Solon, Lady Abbey, but I have been sent to tell you that the banquet will begin in half an hour. Please be ready to go when Chancellor Maprist comes to collect you."

"Understood!" Solon called. "Lady Abbey and I are getting ready now." He sat up in bed, bringing Abbey with him. "I guess we'd better hurry."

"Okay." Abbey nodded—they could talk about whatever had been troubling him later. Right now, they had to get ready for the banquet.