21. Chapter 21

My cheeks are burning so hot when Zil and I get out of the kitchen with everything cleaned up. He is there to annoy me, but I can't stop myself from giving him a reaction.

What will he do when we get back to our room? Given what happened earlier...

Oh fuck... I think I should try not to think about whether I got too wet when Zil licked my pussy that it is showing through my pants. It is going to be so embarrassing. I can only wish the uzains that were in the kitchen earlier didn't realize.

Zil seems oblivious. His mind is probably off to how he can fuck me again. We go down another corner, getting closer and closer to our room.

Wait...

"Zil, are we almost there now?"

"Yes, what about it?"

"Nothing." He knows I haven't remembered the setup of the spaceship yet, so...

He wraps his arm around my waist, lifting me off the floor with ease. "I hope you can't wait for us to be back there."

I just know he has a dirty mind. I smack his chest and all he does is laugh.

He says as he walks, "Don't worry, we'll be back there soon enough. And by the time..."

Before I can say a thing, a low hiss of a door interrupts us. It takes no time for me to be in the room. To be accurate, I'm already on the bed.

He smirks. "This is what you get for being a tease. I still remember you left me hard in the kitchen earlier."

My cheeks burn again. The thing that has been nudging and pulling me to him gets stronger and stronger. I want him, even though that may be dangerous. Even when I can't even point a finger at the danger.

He comes over, his trousers aren't hiding his bulge at all. "I've been wanting to do this for so long."

"How long?"

"Longer than I know."

"Sounds like you are clueless."

"I couldn't care less when I have you here, lying in bed like a perfect dinner."

I chuckle. He knows how to make me want him. "What are you going to do to me?"

He climbs onto the bed. "What do you want?"

I rest my hand on his chest. "You." I've never felt this way before. Saying that out loud feels right.

My agreement with him only includes acting like we are a pair when others are around, but the longer I'm with him, the more... I won't complain if this is a permanent arrangement.

He holds my cheeks, leaning over, taking my lips with his. His lips are so warm and tasty. I've never imagined wanting someone this much. I want the pleasure he can give me, but at the same time, I want him, not his body, but for him to be here with me. We can cuddle and I'd be happy too.

But if he...

He rolls around, putting me hovering over his stomach. "Maybe you should let me know what you want. And... work for it."

I run my finger down the gap between his strong chest muscles. "So, you want me to ride your cock, but you don't want to say that out loud."

He grins so wide that his sharp teeth are showing. "Maybe."

I grab the band of his trousers. Pretending or not, I don't care about that anymore.

His cock almost bounces out, already fully erect for me. I stroke him, running my fingers along the bands on it. "So hard." And so thick that I can't even hold him completely in my hand, but I'm not telling him about that, not stroking his ego.

"You will know better when you take me in."

"Maybe you are the one who will thoroughly enjoy that."

"Yes, I love your tight pussy that's going to suck and squeeze me well."

He is the dirtiest uzain who ever existed.

He rubs my pussy, even over my trousers, he makes me gasp with lust. "Don't hide this pussy from me."

"Well, you just said you have to work for it."

He grunts. Before I can duck, he grabs me and yanks my pants off alongside my panties. "Here, done."

I snort a laugh, but I can't stop myself from aiming his cock at my entrance. I'm already dripping.

Fuck...! His cock is huge, and he stretches me to the maximum. He is so hot and...

"Whoa! Be careful!" He holds my waist as I move to take him in some more. "I know my cock is pretty amazing, but don't hurt yourself taking me in."

I roll my eyes at him. "You aren't that amazing, don't think that highly of yourself."

He laughs and he looks pretty handsome. "I like the way you talk, keep going."

I take a breath when the heat in me grows even more. One band and another, I take him in. He has a thick cock, but I'm already wet enough that it doesn't hurt.

He lets out a moan when I've taken him to the deepest, but he is too long for me to take completely. "Hazel... You're so perfect, so tight."

"Fuck..."

"Oh, am I hurting you?"

I smack his chest when he thrusts up into me. it feels like I'm on fire. I move and rock his cock. "Stop being annoying."

"Will you love me more if I'm less annoying?"

"Are you suggesting I'm loving you?"

He pauses for a second. My stomach does a flip-flop. Maybe I shouldn't mention that.

What if...

He clears his throat and moves my ass, making me take that thick cock harder. "Maybe you should focus on taking my cock and squeezing me harder."

That's not a bad idea.

I move, enjoying how hard his band rubs my walls. He holds my ass, making sure I'm riding him as fast as I can without falling off.

"Zil..."

"I'm here for you."

I don't know whether that's good news or not. I want him, but maybe he doesn't want me as much. Maybe he is a lot better than me when it comes to faking our relationship.

But...

I close my eyes when pleasure grows stronger and stronger and gets too much for me to think about anything else. His cock seems to get harder and larger, fucking me even better than last time.

He grunts and grabs my boobs, making me lie on his chest. "You have no idea..."

The intensity in his eyes scorches me. I'm getting so close.

Before I know it, he flips me over, pinning me to the bed and starts fucking me. I scream from pleasure at once when it feels like a bomb explodes in me.

He smirks as he watches me squirming and moaning. "You are so perfect for me."

I gasp when he hammers in even more pleasure. "You just love to mess with me."

"Yes, I do. I'm going to mess with you every day. You know you love it this way."

Maybe I do...

He goes in even harder and faster. I keep coming for him and that's so annoying. He is loving this a bit too much.

I wrap my arms around him as he has his way with me. He lifts me and keeps slamming his cock at me.

Fuck...

He kneels on the bed, holding me up with his cock taking complete control over me. Every time he thrusts into me, the gravity of the ship pulls me right back at his cock, letting him reach deeper and deeper.

"Hazel..." His cock twitches inside when it feels like I'm going to faint from too much pleasure. "Can I..."

"Fuck yeah! Come inside me. Zil! I love you!" I scream when he pulses in his hot cum, filling me until I'm dripping.

"I love you too."

I flinch at that. Did I just tell him I love him?

I don't hate him, but...

He pulls out of me and returns me to the bed. "Fuck... This is so good."

"Mm..." I rest on the bed, too tired to move. "You create chaos."

"I suppose I do." He sits on the bed by my side, letting out a heavy breath.

I would have hugged him if I could make myself move. "What's on your mind?"

He turns to me and strokes my stomach. "Look at how much I filled you."

I frown at that. "That can't be what's in your mind."

He shrugs. "But it is. I like this." He leans over and kisses my stomach. My cheeks burn at that. Fuck... He has such a dirty mouth.

"No way. I don't believe you."

He blinks with a faint smile. "Then don't." he wraps his arms around me and lies on the bed too, getting comfortable with me. I snuggle to him. He is warm and his muscles make him a perfect one to cuddle with.

He pulls the blanket, which we kicked so far away with his toes, then with his hand to get it covering us. He holds me close to his chest, so close that I can feel his breath.

"Hazel..."

I wait for him to say something, but all he does is stroke my back. I take a breath, slowly letting it out, hoping I won't disturb his train of thought and will get a peek into his head.

But he says nothing.

And nothing.

I stifle a yawn, but he is a bit too comfortable to cuddle with. "Just tell me what's in your head already."

"Nothing."

"Zil... be honest with me."

"I hope you'll be happy."

"I'm happy with you." My voice is a mere murmur when my eyelids get heavier and heavier. "I am..."

"Sleepy." His voice is so soft, so soothing as if he is trying to talk me to sleep.

That has to do with how he doesn't want to talk about what he's thinking about.

I'm about to say something when he pats my head again. I hate how that's belittling, but when he watches me with a grin, maybe I don't hate that as much. He probably doesn't think of that as belittling me either. He is a uzain after all.

He says, "Sleep, we can talk later. I'm not going anywhere."

With that, I'm drifting away into sleep. it feels like he says something more, but I'm too tired to make out the words.

I'm with him, cuddling into his arms. Good sleep.