8. Ozadus

Ijust want to touch her. My fated mate.

Lisa is remarkable. She’s beautiful with her confidence and independence. That copper-brown hair cascades down her shoulders and when the light from the window hits it just right, highlights of vibrant red peek through.

It’s those blue eyes of hers that really call to me. I’m not used to seeing blue in such a vibrant, crystalline shade. I could stare at those liquid pools for hours.

I skim my knuckles lightly across her cheek. It’s just a featherlight touch. I want to feel something. She’s my fated mate, and while she may not know that, and I’m not about to tell her just yet, it draws me to her.

“Ozadus…”

My name falls from her lips as she stands on her tiptoes. I bend nearly in half so that I can kiss her. It’s our first kiss and it’s soft, tender, and almost chaste. I need to feel her lips against mine. I need to know that she tastes as I hoped she would.

And she doesn’t disappoint. I can feel her trembling slightly as I press my body against hers. My dick presses against her stomach. I hear her moan, and it only makes me harder.

Pulling back, I lean down and whisper in her ear. “I’ve been waiting for you, Lisa.”

Her head tilts back, her eyes wide in surprise and confusion. Still, she doesn’t pull away. The delicate scent of her perfume, floral and sweet, wafts around us, mixing with the sterile scent of the ship.

I tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear, letting my fingers linger against the soft skin there. She shivers, and I feel a bolt of desire shoot through me.

“Ozadus,” she whispers again, and I can barely hold back a throaty growl of pleasure. My need for her is primal and intense. I have never felt this way about any living being as I do for her now.

“I won’t hurt you, Lisa. We can go slow…” My voice trails off, and I find myself unnaturally nervous. She steps back and looks at me with a mixture of curiosity and desire.

Her hand is cool when it comes up to touch my chest, tracing the scales that make me different from her kind. “You’re not like anyone I’ve ever met.” Her voice is filled with wonder.

“I assure you the feeling is mutual,” I respond earnestly, closing my eyes briefly under the intense sensation of her touch. When they open again, there’s a new determination in them.

With confidence, she takes another step closer to me. Her hand leaves my chest and comes up to cradle my face. There’s no hesitation in her movements now as she pulls me down for our second kiss.

This time it”s deeper, hungrier than before. I wrap my arms around her curvy figure, pulling her closer until there’s no space left between us. Her body against mine feels right. This time when we break away, we are both breathless, our gazes locked.

”I want to explore you,” Lisa says in a breathy whisper, her eyes sparkling with both anticipation and a little bit of fear. “And not just physically. I want to know you, Ozadus.”

Her words send a wave of warmth through me. She wants to know me. Ghosting my fingers down her arm, I grasp her hand softly, intertwining our digits. ”Then let”s explore each other,” I respond, the corners of my lips tipping up into a smile.

We move together in fluid synchrony across the ship to the captain’s quarters. The bed there is large enough for my alien form. It’s here that we begin our exploration, hands wandering over unfamiliar bodies, lips meeting at every opportunity. We take our time.

Lisa’s eyes never leave mine as she unbuttons my shirt to reveal more of my scaly chest. Her touch on my skin is like electricity, jolting through me and making my heart pound. In turn, I help her out of her clothes, drinking in the sight of her beautiful body under the low light.

Her breasts are round and full, nipples hardening under my gaze as she blushes a deep crimson. Her waist tapers into wide hips which curve into deliciously thick thighs. She is stunning beyond what words can describe and completely mine.

My fingers brush lightly across her skin as we continue to undress each other until we are both laid bare. I am conscious of how different our bodies are, from the scales on my skin to the smoothness of hers, from the bulging muscles on my arms to the delicate softness of hers. But it doesn”t matter. Not to me. The differences between us only serve to heighten my curiosity and desire.

Gently, I lower her onto the soft bed, her hair fanning out like a halo around her head. She looks up at me with those beautiful blue eyes, filled with anticipation and something else I can”t quite place... Trust?

Yes, trust. She trusts me. Me, a criminal and essentially a stranger to her. It fills me with a warmth that surpasses any physical sensation.

I begin to explore her body with my hands, my lips following wherever my fingers trail. Her skin tastes salty and sweet, but there’s something more. Something uniquely her. Her moans fill the room as I tease her nipples with my tongue and suckle on them gently, earning gasps of pleasure from her.

”I”ve never… felt like this,” she murmurs between gasps.

”Neither have I,” I confess sincerely as I continue my exploration. It”s slow and steady, a dance of sorts that builds in intensity until we”re both trembling with need

My arousal is pressing painfully against her thigh, and I can’t ignore it anymore. But this is about her, and I need to make sure she wants this.

”Lisa...” My voice is hoarse with need as I lift myself slightly to look at her. ”Are you sure you...”

”Yes,” she breathes out before I could even complete my sentence. ”Yes, Ozadus.”

The reassurance brings relief surging through me. I slowly slide inside her, my size and alien shape causing her to gasp softly. Though Kaleidians aren’t much different from humans, from what I’ve been told, our girth is wider and the end of our shaft has a larger, rounder head.

I pause, scared of hurting her, but she reassures me with a nod, whispering that she”s okay. I look into her eyes for a final confirmation before I start moving.

It”s slow at first, a gentle rhythm that sends ripples of pleasure through us both. The sounds that fill the room are those of soft sighs, whispers of pleasure, and the rustle of bedding as we move together.

Her fingers grip my biceps, the nails digging into my scales slightly, but it doesn”t hurt. Instead, it spikes my desire even more. The pleasure is deep and sizzling, coursing through my veins like a fiery liquid.

Our bodies move rhythmically, the pace increasing as we get lost in our own world. Her soft cries of pleasure become a sweet melody, egging me on. I find my tempo, each thrust echoing the loud heartbeat drumming in my chest.

”Ozadus,” she moans my name again, sending shivers down my spine. The sound of her voice is laced with such desire that it nearly undoes me there and then. But I want to prolong this moment, to savor it.

Keeping my eyes locked on hers, I lower my head to capture her mouth once again in a heated kiss, our tongues tangling in a dance as ancient as time itself. She arches up against me in response, meeting me thrust for thrust with an intensity that matches mine.

Her inner walls clench around me, a wet silky heat that has me growling with primal satisfaction. The sensation is like nothing I”ve ever experienced before, and it spirals through me with every thrust, every breathless whimper that falls from her lips.

Lisa beneath me is warm and welcoming, her body accepting mine with an ease that astonishes me. Her head tilts back, her eyes closed as she presses herself against me with each stroke.

Every inch of skin against skin is a delightful torment. I cradle her face in my hands, brushing my lips against hers in a heated kiss that only adds fuel to the flames consuming us.

”I... Ozadus,” she stammers, her fingers tangled in my hair.

”Ssh... I know,” I murmur into her ear, assuring her as I deepen our connection. We are moving together with an urgency now, a desire to reach some unfathomable peak.

Her legs wrap around my waist, pulling me deeper within her. The feeling is indescribable like lightning coursing through every nerve ending.

Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps, and I can tell she”s nearing her peak. In response, I pick up my pace, bodies moving together like harmonious cogs in a well-oiled machine. The bed shakes with our movements, matching the rhythm of our hearts that are now beating as one.

Her hips rise against mine, matching my thrusts with her own movements. Her fingers dig deeper into my biceps, leaving marks that I will wear with pride. I lean forward to capture her lips in a passionate kiss, swallowing her cries of pleasure.

Her gasps become more frequent and louder as I roll my hips against hers, the intensity increasing with every thrust. My name falls from her lips between pants and moans, a sound so sweet it fuels my passion even more.

I reach down to the space where our bodies meet, tracing the slick folds of her femininity until I find that sweet spot that has her arching off the bed with a loud cry.

Her body tenses. I can feel her inner walls clenching around me, the sensation pushing me further.

”I”m... close,” she gasps, eyes fluttering open to look at me. Their crystal blue depths are clouded with desire, irises darkened with shared pleasure. I give her a reassuring nod, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead before pulling back to gaze at her.

”Let go,” I encourage her, my voice barely above a whisper as I continue to thrust into her. I can see it and feel it - the moment when she gives herself over completely to the overwhelming pleasure, releasing herself into the oblivion of it all.

Her back arches off the bed as she cries out my name, ecstasy washing over her features. The sight of her lost in such pleasure is beautiful. It”s this sight, combined with the tight clenching of her around me, that pushes me over the edge.

With a low growl that rumbles from deep within me, I reach my own climax. My mind goes blank as an indescribable pleasure crashes through me, leaving me trembling and gasping for air. But despite this whirlwind of sensations engulfing us both, I manage to hold myself up on my arms, careful not to crush her under my weight.

Once our breathing has slowed down and our heartbeats return to normal, I gently pull myself out of her before collapsing next to her on the bed, sweat-soaked and utterly sated.