Chapter Ten

Kouvr

“Enjoying the view?” Cyrus asked behind me.

My eyes slowly pried from the beautiful planet in front of me. I wanted to explore the map more, and they said I could do it without aliens trying to kill me. It was free play mode. I explored the spaceship, tried the food in the cafeteria, and looked at all the sights. Even went outside for some spacewalking. “Were you?” I asked, turning around.

He had been sitting there, watching me for a while. I didn’t mind. The drone was off now, and I was enjoying the view in front of me.

I was in a random room that was set up a bit differently than the one we were in before. The bed against the wall to my left, the huge port window behind me. I saw the walk-in closet and the huge, beautiful bathroom.

Cyrus let out a slight chuckle. “I’m sorry. It’s not every day you see a beautiful woman in the game you created.”

Our eyes locked. My lower stomach bubbled as I looked at this handsome man before me. He was in the skintight suit, but the top zipped down. He had a shirt underneath, but it was a short-sleeve shirt. Crossing his arms, his muscles bulged with ink covered all over them. A snake was swirled around his neck, right over Adam's apple.

“Where’s the others?” I asked, stepping towards him.

“Gone home for the night.”

“How convenient,” I smiled, stopping right in front of him and looking up at him. “Just you and that beautiful woman you were talking about, alone in space.”

He smiled, eyes scanning my face. “Can I kiss that beautiful woman?”

“You can,” I whispered.

He wasted no time, dipping his head and capturing my lips. A soft sigh left my lips. His soft lips ignited every nerve in my skin. My hands ran up his strong chest, wrapping around his neck.

His hands reached down, gripping my thighs and lifting me into the air. A gasp escaped me, but my thighs wrapped around his toned hips, keeping myself up.

Heat exploded between us, shivering all the way down to my core. One hand on my ass, one in my hair, he moved us to the bed and set me down so carefully. His lips moved in sync with mine like they were made to kiss me.

I fisted his hair as he settled between my legs. My hips rolled against him. His dick grew, pressing into me and giving me more pleasure.

He removed his lips from mine and began tracking his way up and down my neck. His other hand unzipped the front of my suit. Cold air hit my chest, hardening my nipples.

My head tilted back, and his name flew from my mouth. I didn’t think I was going to end the night being pleased by a hot game developer I just met today. But it felt like I’d known these guys for a while. They were so comfortable and themselves around me as if they felt the same way.

His hand gripped my thighs. Pain rushed through me, mixing with the pleasure. My breath picked up, back arching as his lips found my nipple.

Slowly, I tried to get out of the space suit. I got it halfway down my hips when he pulled back and helped me take off the rest. It was slow and seductive, sliding the suit off my calf. He cupped my foot and pulled it against his shoulder, sliding the suit off completely.

“God, you’re so gorgeous,” Cyrus muttered. His bright blue eyes scanned my entire naked body.

I felt vulnerable yet so empowered. I believed his words, constantly telling myself that anyway. But I’d never had a man’s eyes devour me like he did.

My hand reached up, unzipping his suit. He had to stand to get out of it fully. My eyes dropped, looking down at his already hard, massive dick. My mouth watered, and my body moved to be on my hands and knees in front of him.

“Kouvr,” he moaned just as I grabbed his shaft and guided it to my mouth. He let out a groan when my mouth wrapped around his tip. My tongue wrapped around his tip and licked back and forth, tasting his salty precum. “Fuck.” His thighs shook a bit, and he leaned back a bit unbalanced.

A giggle escaped me as I pulled back. “Lay down, baby,” I ordered.

And just like that, he listened, stepping from the suit and laying down on the bed.

Now, it was my turn for my eyes to devour him. Cyrus looked massive, taking up most of the bed. His white hair was messy and pressed into the pillowcase, blending in. His blue eyes watched me with wonder. Tattoos covered almost all of his muscular body, all down his neck, arms, and abs.

I crawled between his legs, placing a kiss against the tattoo on his chest and looking at it. Two hands reached for each other from either side of his shoulders, fingers almost touching.

Moving lower, I caught a glimpse of the small cupid angel on his sternum and then the two twin roses on either side of his deep hips.

I kissed one, eyes moving up to him.

He was watching me. Just like I wanted him to. Our eyes locked as I dropped lower between his thick thighs. My hands ran over the mountain of muscles. I grabbed his cock; it was heavy, laying against his abs. I licked up his shaft, right to the tip, while our eyes still locked.

His eyes almost closed as his mouth opened for a soft noise.

I licked and kissed the tip, watching him struggle with lust. His eyes were darker, his jaw a bit tense. I should give this man what he wanted. I slipped his dick into my mouth and took him as far as I could go. A moan escaped my throat, loving the feeling of his big dick in my mouth.

“Fuck, Kouvr,” he groaned. He broke our eye contact, head dropping back.

I closed my eyes and got to work, bobbing my head up and down. When my head came back up, my tongue swiped around his tip before I went back down, sucking.

His hand moved, gripping my dark curls. “You’re doing so good, baby girl. Get that dick nice and wet.”

Lust rushed through me, and I shifted on my hands and knees. I loved bringing him pleasure like he had with me before.

His palm pushed on my head, guiding me to his desired speed. And I just sucked on him, letting him use my mouth. A pained moan left his throat, instantly making my thighs wet with my juices. He sounded so good, better than most men sounded. “Right there.”

I kept the pace and the grip my mouth had on him. His finger tightened in my hair. His thighs shook, and his hips pushed up with each downward stroke. Spit covered his dick, making it easier to bob my head faster.

“Fuck! I need to be inside of you. I want to cum inside of you,” he groaned and roughly pulled my head away. He was about to move, to push me down and to get on top of me, but I moved quicker.

I straddled his hips, reaching between us and grabbing his dick. The feeling of need was mutual. The moment he was angled right into my pussy, I pushed myself down on him. My head lifted to the ceiling as his dick stretched me with each inch. The wetness I had between my legs and on his dick helped him slide right in. When our hips met, we both moaned.

“F-fuck,” he moaned. He looked so good below me.

Placing my hands on his tattooed chest, I lifted my hips and dropped right back down on him.

Over and over. His massive dick filled me, hitting all the right parts of my tight walls. My eyes closed as pleasure rushed throughout my whole body. Each time I dropped down on him, I rolled my hips. My clit rubbed right against his shaved pubic area, bringing me so much pleasure.

Cyrus adjusted below me, planting his feet on the bed and thrusting up into me.

Loud moans escaped me. I loved being loud, especially when there were no people or monsters around.

Flashes of the other guys entered my head. I kind of wished they were here, watching or touching me. Zelo’s large hand grabbing my breast, Theon behind me, rubbing my ass before he filled it, and Kyree could watch until it was his turn. My hips tightened, and my hips rolled hard with each bounce.

Cyrus sat up, making me gasp and lose my daydream. He wrapped his arms around me, helping me bounce on him. “Fuck, you’re doing so good, baby.”

A moan escaped me as I dropped my head into his neck. My arms wrapped around him, feeling my thighs shake with pain and pleasure. I was getting tired, but I didn’t feel like stopping anytime soon. “Cyrus,” I cried.

“I love it when you say my name,” he muttered, grabbing my ass and helping me keep my pace.

My thighs felt tight and tired. “Fuck, my legs are starting to hu-”

I couldn’t even get the words out before Cyrus lifted me and flipped me onto my back. His cock stayed inside of me the whole time. Once I was on my back, he was fucking me, hard and rough. His hands gripping my thighs.

I tried to relax, but his dick was bringing me closer and closer to the edge. My breath hitched, and I dug my nails into his shoulder blades. “Please don’t stop.”

He moaned into my ear, just pushing me closer.

My thighs wrapped around him, shaking with each hard thrust. “I-I,” I started. My head pushed into the pillow, back about to arch.

“Say it. Say what you’re going to do on my dick,” he ordered. His grip on me was painful, yet I was loving it.

“I’m going to come, Cyrus!” I screamed, eyes squeezed shut. White danced behind my eyes as my nails gripped his skin. My back arched, and my breath hitched. I hit my cloud nine, dancing amongst the clouds for a moment. My body was light and on fire, like I was the sun in the sky. But the moment I came falling to the Earth, I shattered. A scream escaped me, my body relaxing and liquids pushing right against Cyrus’s dick.

His moans filled my ear, and it didn’t take him many thrusts to slow to an orgasmic pace. His cock twitched inside of me before I felt warmth and wetness fill me. His head dropped into my neck, hips pushing deep inside of me.

Our breath was the only thing that could be heard. Our skin slick with sweat and clinging to each other. But his deadweight felt so good on top of me.

His grip on my thighs lessened, and his fingers rubbed where there were probably marks now. I hoped he left marks, though I wouldn’t see them in real life.

My body was spent, my eyes growing a bit heavy. I didn’t know I would get tired in the game, let alone inside the Simu machine.

After a moment, Cyrus took a deep breath and pulled his dick from me, and slid into bed next to me.

I glanced over to the window, where I could see part of the beautiful planet. “Question. Was this your favorite game?”

He nodded, eyes moving to me. “I loved space and horror games, so I combined the two. There’s a mode, though, where you can explore and interact with people and just enjoy space.”

I smiled. Horror games weren’t my favorite, but the adrenaline rush was really nice. It made me feel alive and for this game to feel so real. Theon seemed to hate it. “And your… coworkers. Are they really good friends of yours?”

“Very. We grew up together. They are just as much the backbone of Rusty Gamings as I am. The music you hear during scary moments was all Theon, despite hating horror games.”

“That’s amazing. But make sure you check on him. He left so quickly.”

“I should have known he would have,” he muttered, turning on his side to face me. “Let me send you food after this… in the real world.”

A small red flag popped in my head, and suddenly, all those warm feelings inside of me were gone.

“You will be exhausted and hungry by the time you get out of here.”

“I… I don’t about that.”

His brows pulled.

“You would need my address for that, and I just had a stalker…”

“I heard about that, and I’m sorry I forgot. The guys and I are just going to be feasting and celebrating. I just wanted you to too, especially with your first video in a while.”

My lips parted, and my eyes scanned his face. He seemed so sincere in what he said and how he said it. But I almost wanted to join him and his celebration, but where was he in the world? He could be on the other side of the world.

He could be on the other side of the world. I repeated to myself. He wouldn’t be able to stalk me, even if he wanted to. “Are you going to stalk me?”

“No, Kouvr. If I get your address, it is just to send you some Chinese food and not to stalk you. I’m just being a gentleman, I promise.”

My eyes scanned his face, trying to see if he was lying. I felt like I could tell when people were lying very well, but he didn’t seem to be. And why would he even mention Chinese food? Now, my stomach was growling, and my mouth was watering. He must have been a fan to know that that was my favorite food.

“Pinky promise?” I held up a pinky as a last-ditch effort.

He smiled, looping his around mine.

“I won’t forgive you if you break our pinky promise.”

“I would never.” He leaned in, kissing my finger.

And for some reason, I trusted him.