Chapter 10

KAMEER

As I hold Mandy and enjoy the feel of her squirming on my lap, I gaze at her upper arms with longing. One day, hopefully soon, she will wear my ancestral markings.

A sense of contentment fills me as I imagine taking her back to my quarters on the Rorrsa , then eventually living with her on 58-Zallnanis. I resolve to build a grand house for us, one that’s fortified with an advanced security system as well as mounted weaponry.

Someone wants me dead, and even the most skilled investigators have yet to make any progress in the hunt for my unknown adversary. If the criminal isn’t caught soon, I will have to take extra care in fortifying our home on 58-Z. Above all, I must ensure Mandy and any offspring we have remain safe. I will spare no expense in the endeavor.

The little human shifts on my lap again and winces. My dual cocks harden further. Fluxx , I’m aching to be buried inside her. When her bottom moves directly over my upper shaft, I draw in a quick breath through my clenched teeth.

She gasps and her eyes go wide. “Am I hurting you?”

Her innocence is enchanting. I shake my head as I grasp her hips and press her down more firmly on my lap, allowing her to feel the huge hardness of my erect shafts. “No, Mandy, you are not hurting me.”

She shudders and grabs hold of my arms. Surprise flares in her eyes, as well as confusion, and I decide it’s time to begin her education.

Her days of being an innocent have come to an end.

An endearing blush colors her cheeks, and she glances out the viewscreen to peer at the Darrvason fleet. “It’s getting late. Perhaps we should go to sleep. I-I am quite tired.”

I lay her down on the bed, and she immediately scrambles under the covers, clearly wanting to hide her nudity. She turns on her side facing away from me, then goes completely still. I don’t know whether to laugh or spank her again.

“Mandy, my pretty human, I’m afraid you won’t be going to bed for quite some time.” I stand and remove my shirt, then push off my boots and divest myself of my pants. Once I’m fully naked, I clear my throat and wait for her to turn around.

I know she must’ve heard me undressing, and I suspect curiosity will soon get the best of her. Dark delight fills me when she slowly peeks over her shoulder. I meet her eyes as I step closer to the bed, my fully erect shafts jutting straight out.

She tries to jump off the bed, perhaps to run away, but she becomes tangled in the covers. I’m quick to offer assistance by ripping the top covers off the bed. She cries out and casts a mournful glance at the floor, then she tucks her knees to her chest and gazes at me with increasing shock as she peruses my unclothed body.

I stand tall and proud, letting her have a good look.

Her blush deepens, and her lips part as she inhales a fast breath. The scent of her arousal is thick and enticing. My mouth waters with the need to taste her, to lick her between her thighs and bring her to a euphoric climax with my tongue.

“I can’t decide what to do with you first, pretty human.”

“What do you mean?” She blinks up at me, her gaze imploring.

“I don’t know whether to feast upon your pussy first, or teach you how to suck my appendages, or bend you over the bed and impale you with my cocks, one after the other until I spurt in your depths.” I stroke my upper shaft as I approach her, relishing the look of shock that registers on her face.

“It’s not too late to let me go.” She glances at the door.

I settle on the bed, grasp her ankles, and pull her across the mattress. She doesn’t fight me, but she doesn’t make it easy to rearrange her either. I nudge her thighs apart and meet her eyes. “I think I will feast on your pussy first.” I dive down for a taste and drag my tongue along the seam of her nether lips. Star Gods, she’s delicious, and I don’t think I’ll ever manage to get enough.

“Kameer, wait! I—oh!” She grasps the bottom sheet and undulates her center against my mouth.

Forcing her thighs wider apart, I draw back to gaze upon her feminine attributes up close. Her folds are covered with a small amount of light gold hair, and within those folds she’s pink and slick. I return to my task and focus on her protruding clit, circling my tongue on the swollen button as she gasps and writhes on the bed. She utters words in a pleading tone that I don’t comprehend, and I make a mental note to study any old Earth languages she might know. Then I remember that when the heartbond forms, it won’t be necessary, because even if I can’t understand her words, I’ll comprehend the meaning with perfect ease.

As I apply more pressure on her clit and increase the pace of swirls, I slowly, very carefully, insert two fingers in her wet core. Her hips continue to rise and fall, and her insides clamp down on my digits as more moisture gushes from her.

Shivers afflict her body, and when I momentarily glance up, I’m pleased to find she’s wearing a rapturous expression. As her whimpers and moans become louder, she fists the bottom sheet and presses her center more firmly to my mouth.

I devour her as best I can, licking her pussy from top to bottom, then resume the swirls to her clit. I also continue pushing my fingers into her core, only pausing when I meet the resistance of her virginal barrier. Thankful that I read the physicians’ reports about the human females they examined, I decide I won’t push any further with my digits.

When it comes to taking her innocence, I want to plunge inside her with my lower shaft, the larger of my appendages, and drive into her tightness until the virginal barrier is no more. I want to ravish her to completion again and again, until there’s no doubt in her mind that she belongs to me.

Suddenly, she cries out and undulates her center against my tongue as I circle her swollen clit. A climax. She’s having a climax. The first, I presume, that she’s ever experienced.

I grasp her thighs and attempt to hold her in place as I feast ravenously on her perfect little pussy, wanting to give her a shattering send off.

Star Gods, the taste of her… it’s intoxicating.

Addicting.

I keep circling her engorged nubbin until she ceases her gyrations and goes limp on the bed. She gasps for breath as tiny tremors run through her body, the final remnants of pleasure.

Sitting up, I wipe my mouth on my forearm. Then I watch as she makes a gradual recovery, and I can’t help but admire the loveliness of her distress. Her pussy remains swollen and slick, and her inner thighs glimmer under a sheen of her arousal. Her hair is tousled, and her face is beautifully flushed.

When her breathing becomes somewhat normal, she props herself up on her elbows and regards me with a questioning look. “What was that? What did you do to me? That sensation…” Her voice trails off and she gives a blissful but fatigued sigh. She also blushes and has a difficult time holding my gaze.

“That was an orgasm, pretty human. Also known as a climax, or a release.”

“Well, I’m glad there’s an ending to the sensations you were creating in me. I-I feared I might go mad without a conclusion of sorts. A final relief.” Her eyes widen and she glances away, clearly embarrassed by her confession.

“The next time you experience a final relief,” I say, “will be when my lower appendage is buried deep in your pussy and my vibrating scrotum is pressed to your clit. When I’m claiming you for the first time as my mate. As my bride.” I reach for her, and she trembles at my touch, whimpering as I cup her breasts and tweak her pink, hardened peaks.

I give one nipple a pinch, and she gasps and arches her back. The aroma of her excitement thickens in the air, a testament to her enjoyment of my rough attentions. Not that I’m surprised. She’d become drenched as I spanked her, and I’d had a clear view of her distended clit as I brought my flattened palm down on her bottom cheeks.

“Do you think you can stand up, Mandy?” I scoot off the mattress and rise to my feet. Then I hold out a hand, hoping she’ll take it.

She gulps hard and her eyes flicker with hesitation, but in the end, she takes my hand and allows me to help her stand. Such a good little female. Already, she’s learning.

I guide her to face the bed, and she peers over her shoulder at me with the most adorable, nervous expression.

“I want you to bend over the bed so I can inspect your bottom.”

“What? Kameer, please, I…” Her words trail off and she emits the smallest whimper, a noise of defeat that makes my shafts so fluxxing hard, my head spins as all the blood in my body rushes southward.

“Be an obedient female and bend over.”