Epilogue

"What is this called again?" Kai asks, his voice skeptical as I pull out the bottles and cans out of the plastic bag and place them on the small table.

"Whipped cream. Seriously? You don"t have this where you"re from?"

He picks up a can and studies it, shaking it, before handing it back to me. "I don"t think so. What is it made of?"

"Sugar mostly." I open a can and spray a huge dollop directly into my mouth like a ten-year-old. "Want to try?" I ask, holding the can toward his face.

"S-ure?" he drags out the word just like I do sometimes and it makes me smile. Even with his AI, words aren"t always easy. Though he"s taken a great interest in getting his dirty talk in the bedroom down. I take the top off and spray the foam directly into his mouth.

"Hmm…not bad. Why do you have so many?" He asks, lifting the cans and bottles and reading each off. "Chocolate syrup. Caramel. Strawberry."

"I thought we could… you know… have some fun with them."

My sweet alien looks utterly perplexed. "Fun? We could put it on ice cream, I guess." .

"We could," I agree, opening the chocolate syrup and letting a large dot fall onto the tip of my finger. "Or," I draw a line with the chocolate from his ear all the way down to his jaw. With my eyes on him, I slowly drag my tongue over it to clean him off, "We could do other things with it."

His eyes widen, and he leans down to kiss my neck. "I like the sound of other things."

"Good," I smile. I turn my back to pull out the tarp I bought to throw down on the floor, when I feel cold wet foam spray across my lower back and down my legs.

"Kai! What are you doing?"

"Other things," he says with a mischievous grin, running his tongue up my leg.

"Kai, we"re going to get it all over the place. I need to put the tarp down—"

"And I need to get these shorts off of you," he says, reaching around to tug at the fabric.

"Kai, it"s going to get all in our clothes, we can"t—"

He straightens up and runs his tongue along the small of my back, whipped cream collecting on his chin and nose. "I am capable of operating the washing machine and the dryer…let me worry about the laundry." He hooks his thumbs into my waistband, catching my panties in the process, and pulls them till they fall to the floor.

"Kai—"

"Araceli, do you not wish to be licked?"

His expression is so earnest I"d laugh if I wasn"t so turned on at the thought of where this was going. "Let me at least take off my shoes."

"Turn around."

I obey his command. He kneels down and unties both of my shoes all while holding my gaze. Only he could make taking off shoes sexy. He slips off my socks and tosses them to the side.

"Now," he says, standing. "Bend over the table."

"Excuse me?"

"Bend. Over. The. Table." he repeats.

Who is this bossy man?

"What happens if I don"t?" I tease, unable to help myself.

"Then I"ll just have to tie you up."

"Tie me up?" I smile, deciding I like where this is going. "With what rope?"

He leans forward, his lips centimeters from mine. I move forward to kiss him, but he leans back with a wicked grin. "Who said anything about rope?"

He kicks off his own shoes and steps behind me, picking me up by the waist and bending me over the table. "You remember the safe word?" He pauses to whisper in my ear, his voice full of concern. I smile. Corrupting my sweet alien has been the most fun I think I"ve ever had. In response, I turn in his arms and kiss him hard, my tongue winning the war for dominance only temporarily.

He turns me back around and nudges my feet apart as wide as they can go then begins to allow his feet to extend, stretching, until shiny black blobs hold my feet in place. I"m about to tease him about it being a repeat of the night we first met, when his left arm begins to extend. It wraps around my torso until my arms and hands are pinned to my sides. He pushes me down on the table, turns my head so I can breathe and chuckles to himself. "There."

"I notice you still have a free hand there," I tell him.

"I do."

He picks up the chocolate syrup bottle closest to my head and shakes it over my back. "Hmmm."

"You have to—"

I hear a small pop of the bottle top just before thin streams of ice cold syrup pour down my back, trailing down my ass and all the way down my legs, leaving goose bumps in their midst. He sets the bottle down and picks up the caramel. "Never tried this, just going to add it too…" The caramel, at least, hasn"t been refrigerated. He adds it to the gooey-ness and then picks up the can of whipped cream. I brace myself for it, but I can"t help but squirm as he sprays large globs on each of my ass cheeks.

"Definitely starting there," he mutters to himself. His free hand holds me in place against the table as he runs his tongue down the small of my back. Teeth graze my ass cheeks as he playfully nips at each one, sweeping the bits of whipped cream up with long strokes of his tongue.

Kai"s tongue continues its journey down one leg and back up until I feel his forehead resting against my ass. My thighs are soaked from all the teasing.

Things would not have ended well for us if Kai"s people had come, but sometimes, I can"t help but think how many women are missing out on having a boyfriend practically made of rubber. Kai"s head doesn"t move from where it rests, but he definitely extends his tongue, sweeping it in one slow motion from my clit to my entrance.

"All of this for me? I should tie you up more often," he says, sweeping through the dampness.

"You should," I manage to say as his tongue begins to work me. God only knows how contorted he must be—he"s only just recently started to show me just how much he can twist and bend to fit our current activities. What seems painful to me, he claims is pleasurable—like a nice big stretch—so I try not to worry he"s hurting himself by working so hard to please me, but it"s hard when I can"t see what"s going on.

"Kai, don"t hurt yourself."

He chuckles and vibrations pulse through my clit. "I"m not an old man yet," is all he says in response. The fingers on his free hand dig into my hip, holding me in place, as he returns his attention to my swollen, aching clit. My body shakes as the heat builds in my core, filling my belly and running down my legs until I am shaking the table.

Kai is relentless. His tongue laps at my clit so quickly it"s like his tongue is a toy. My legs finally lock up and I"m crying out his name as the orgasm finally breaks, crashing over me in waves so hard, I can hardly catch a breath. He doesn"t stop though. He has me well on my way to orgasm number two when I finally catch enough breath to speak.

"Kai, your cock…please," I beg.

He releases me, holding me against him until he"s certain I"m steady, then brushes a kiss on my neck, "Let me get a condom—"

I reach back and grab his arm before he can move. "I—I"ve actually been wanting to talk to you about that."

The mood in the room changes instantly. He stops and turns me to face him, his hands gently brushing the hair out of my eyes.

"I"d-like-to-stop-using-birth-control-and-just-see-what-happens." I say so quickly that I have to let out a breath at the end.

His eyes flick across my face, as if he"s searching. "Are you sure?"

I nod. "I"m not ready to actively try for a baby, but I"m ready to," I pause and think about what I want to say, "see what the universe has in store for us."

He smiles. "It"s had a lot for us already."

"And maybe there"s still more."

"If you change your mind, at any point, know I"m by your side." He takes my hand and kisses the mate bands. "You are my home, Araceli."

The intensity in his golden eyes takes my breath away.

I"d follow this man anywhere.

In fact, I almost did.

It takes a long moment for words to make it past the lump in my throat.

"And you are mine."

The End