Cosmic Castaway (Cosmic Romances #3)

31. Chapter 31

Chapter 31

Who needs to nap? Not me.

“You need to sleep,” Serlotminden muttered, brushing my cheek with the back of his finger.

I leaned into his feather-light touch that sent tingles racing down my spine.

“Sleep,” he whispered. His hands explored me, and I returned the favor, dragging my fingers over him. I adored the light scritch from the edge of his scales against my skin.

I lingered on his smiling lips. “Are you that happy?”

“I am incredibly happy. I have always desired this and have never found it.”

“This?”

“My mate.”

I shook my head, but I didn’t contradict him. I couldn’t imagine my life without him, even though it had been such a short time. Somehow, someway Serlotminden had become indispensable to me.

My fingertips trailed over his full lips, playing with the golden ring. He nipped at my fingers, and I grinned. He licked one, sucking on the tip before kissing it with a gentle smile. Serlotminden was so beautiful. Before him, I’d never have thought purple scales, wings, and a tail were attractive, but he was the most attractive person I had ever seen. He was as lovely inside as he was outside, and he was mine.

I didn’t deserve him with… everything that had tainted me, but I sure as hell wanted him and I planned on keeping him. I refused to allow my past to separate me from Serlotminden.

I kissed him, forcing his lips apart to delve into his hot mouth. His scaled tongue brushed mine and he moaned. I swallowed his pleasure and pushed him onto his back, straddling him. I yanked my shirt off, and his breath harshened as his cock started to firm beneath me.

“I thought we were going to nap?” he asked.

I scoffed. He’d wanted that. I wanted him to fuck me within an inch of my life. My mouth returned to his, my hands framing his face. Mindy groaned into me, and I slipped my tongue into his mouth, slowly tangling it around his. His taste, the feel of his scales, the heat of him—it all made me press closer.

I needed more.

Serlotminden pulled back, and I chased his lips. “No.”

“We need to talk.”

I was hard and desperate for him. “Now?”

“We need to discuss permissions.”

“Anything you want is fine,” I grunted, capturing his lips again.

He moaned into me as I attacked him. His arms gathered me close. “Teddy,” he groaned. “Oh, my Mate.”

I slipped my broken glasses off, tucking them somewhere safe before claiming his lips again. I had to have Mindy. Now.

Breaking away, he said, breathless, “We must actually talk.”

I sighed. I wasn’t going to get out of this, and if he needed it, I had to give it to him. I shifted back and rested my chin on his chest. “Talk,” I ordered.

Mindy laughed. “What do you like?”

“I don’t know. I’ve never done this. You’re my first. I’ve never wanted anyone besides you.”

He squeezed me. “Bartholomew.”

“It’s the truth,” I said with a shrug. I wasn’t embarrassed about my virginity; everyone was ready when they were ready and who fucking cared about the timing?

“So you don’t know.”

“Nope.” I had mentioned that. “Can we figure it out together?”

“I want to.” He slid his hands up my back, creating tingles. I pressed closer and captured his mouth. I was too impatient to wait, so I kissed his lips open and swiped my tongue over his. I sucked on his tongue as my hips rocked.

“Bartholomew,” he said. “I have things I need to say, but I don’t have the words.”

“I trust you.”

“Thank you.”

I kissed his cheek. “Trust me. I’m learning, Mindy, so if you don’t like something, tell me.”

“I do trust you. We will have more speech later.”

Fine by me. I needed to feel him against my skin. Frantically, I yanked at his shirt. Serlotminden leaned up, allowing me to rip it off. I threw it behind me. My fingers traced the ridges around his scales over his taut muscles. When I brushed the small scales covering his injury, he arched and moaned loudly, calling my name in a scream.

Movements unhurried, I pressed gentle kisses over his ear before taking the pierced tip in my mouth and sucked, curious. He bucked under me as desperate sounds escaped his lips. I sucked harder, and he grew louder. I teased the tip with my tongue to make him cry out, and he did. Licking and sucking, I played with him.

“Flower,” he practically screamed, gripping my back.

God, he was so loud. I loved it.

My lips trailed over the column of his neck, licking tentatively at his pulse point. He groaned, “Yes, Mate.”

Nerves slid down my spine and settled in my stomach, forming a roiling unease. God, I had no idea what I was doing. I was horny and wanted him so fucking bad, but I’d never done this.

What if I made a mistake?

I shook the nerves off; he’d tell me if I did something he didn’t like. I slid off my pants, making Mindy whimper, then pulled off his, leaving him bare. I tasted as I explored every inch of his chest. I’d never been able to do this before, and I wanted to enjoy it, even if I was slightly terrified. Serlotminden clutched my back as he groaned with every touch. I reached his nipples and sucked one of the nubs into my mouth.

He arched. “Bartholomew. Mate.”

I laved my tongue over him, sucking.

“Perfect. Like that. Just like that. You’re doing so good.”

I continued to work one nipple in my mouth while I pinched and rubbed the other. Serlotminden scraped his claws over my scalp, though he didn’t hurt me. I sucked hard and pulled back with a pop, glancing at him.

His eyes were wide and his mouth was open, panting. He cupped my cheeks, rubbing his thumbs over me before drifting down my sides, skating over my hot skin. “You are doing amazing.”

Encouraged, I moved to his other nipple to give it the same treatment. After working the nipple, I moved downward, licking and kissing, but I froze near his cock. I’d never done this. I’d seen blowjobs in porn, but that was different.

“I don’t know what to do,” I confessed, not meeting his gaze.

Serlotminden caught my chin. “You don’t have to.”

“I want to, but I don’t know what to do.”

His thumb rubbed my chin as he smiled at me. “Lick me.”

A bead of pearly pre-cum oozed out of the slit on his tapered cockhead. He had no pubic hair, which shouldn’t surprise me, but it did. He was much longer and wider than me, and his shaft was covered in delicate scales that I was desperate to trace with my tongue. Nervous, I gave it a tentative lick, swiping up the liquid. His groan matched my own. He tasted sweet. I licked and sucked on the tip for more, and Serlotminden rested a palm on my head to keep me in place. I stroked his heavy balls, and he arched, sending his cock further into my mouth and making me gag.

“Sorry,” he panted. “It’s so good.”

I kissed his shaft, then looked at him. Mindy panted, thumb stroking my cheek. Encouraged, I continued kissing his shaft, loving the feel of his scales against my lips. How would they feel inside of me? Amazing, I imagined.

When I reached his hairless sack, I tentatively licked him, and Serlotminden moaned. I took one of his balls into my mouth, liking the weight and feel.

Serlotminden said, “Like that. Run your tongue over me, Mate.”

I swirled my tongue around it before turning to the other. He panted, shaking. Either I was really good at this or he was really sensitive. I was leaning toward the latter. Serlotminden was easy to please. He moaned and whined, telling me how amazing I was—happy with my fumbling attempts. Each sound made my own cock throb. I was harder than I’d ever been.

I returned to his cock and sucked on the tip. Opening wide, I tried to take as much of him as possible, but I gagged, tears burning my eyes. I tried again, but when his crown hit the back of my throat, I gagged.

Serlotminden caught my chin before I attempted a third time, pulling me off him. “Don’t try to take all of me. Take as much as you can and use your hands on the rest.”

I flushed.

“Don’t be embarrassed,” he said, brushing my cheek. “I am very much enjoying this.”

“Do you promise?”

“Yes.”

My lips closed around his tip, and I sucked. He moaned, head falling back as he held me tight. I slid down until I felt the urge to gag, then I sucked up. Finding a rhythm with my hand, I worked his dick. His pre-cum was sweet on my tongue and his cries were music to my ears. His musky scent filled my nose. All of it made me moan. I loved the feel of him in my mouth. I loved that I was the one bringing him such pleasure.

All of sudden, Serlotminden pulled me off him.

“What? Did I do something wrong?”

“I don’t want to… I don’t know the word. I’m not done.”

“You don’t want to come yet.”

He yanked me up and caught my mouth. He sucked and nibbled on my lips, rolling me over to pin me beneath his weight. Serlotminden broke away, breath harsh. He kissed my neck, sucking and biting. I groaned and dug my fingers into him.

When he pulled away, Serlotminden smirked. “I love when you mark.”

“It’s called a hickey.”

“I like it.” He kissed my chest, sucking as he went. I was going to be covered in hickies, but I couldn’t bring myself to care. Each swipe of his tongue, each rush of warm air, each brush of his fingers made my arousal grow. Pre-cum leaked out of my cock, covering my stomach. I was as hard as a rock. It wouldn’t take much to send me over the edge.

Serlotminden sucked on my nipples, pinching them. I groaned, biting my lip at the bolts of electricity. His tongue dragged over the nub, and I gripped the blanket, fighting against the urge to arch into him.

“Do you like that?”

I nodded.

“If you don’t like something, tell me. I am not Dontilvynsan. I cannot read your mind. You don’t know yet, and neither do I. We can find out, as long as you talk to me.”

“What? Read minds?” I asked, breath harsh, but the question fled my thoughts when he gripped my hard shaft and pumped. A long groan ripped out of my lips, hips canting to chase the friction of his palm. Fuck. That was amazing. “Don’t stop.”

He chuckled against my skin, his breath warming my swollen nipple. “I won’t, Mate. I shall make you… release better than ever before.”

“Harder, come harder,” I corrected, then scolded myself. Did that really matter?

Serlotminden kissed my stomach, tongue flicking my navel, which made me whimper. When he reached my hips, he rubbed my pubic hair. “I love this. All of this.” His fingers carded through the hair before stroking my legs. “Are all humans like this?”

I wouldn’t have thought about hair being an attractor for an alien, though I appreciated a hairy chest. “Sort of. Some people have more hair than others.”

He rubbed me again, and I moaned when he brushed my shaft.

“Please,” I begged. No doubt I’d feel embarrassed later about my needy tone, but I didn’t care at the moment.

Mindy didn’t deny me. He never did. His mouth enclosed my dick in wet heat. I gripped his hair; a strangled gasp came out of my lips, hips arching. I’d never felt anything like it. Serlotminden pinned my hips so I couldn’t rut into him. His tongue swirled the tip, and I gasped at the pleasure. My orgasm built with alarming speed.

Serlotminden took my entire dick into his mouth, swallowing. The muscles of his throat contracted around my head, making me cry out. He moaned and the vibrations went up my shaft, and I shivered. He cupped my balls, teasing them, while he bobbed on my cock. I fisted his hair, hips trying to chase the heat of his mouth, but he held me securely. His fingers slid over the sensitive skin behind my balls and circled my rim with a knuckle.

“Serlotminden,” I screamed at the sparks shooting up my spine.

He sucked off me, and I cried in protest. Serlotminden grabbed my legs and pushed them up and out, exposing me. I blushed, but I didn’t fight the movement.

“Hold your legs,” he ordered.

I clasped behind my knees, keeping myself open for him. Serlotminden settled between my legs, pulled my cheeks further apart, and licked my ass. I jerked at the sensation of his rough tongue scraping me.

“Are you alright?” he asked.

“Don’t stop.”

He nipped my cheek, making me start, then attacked my hole. I could not stop the animalistic cries ripping from my throat. Every brush of his tongue, every nibble, and every suck sent tingles up my spine and stole my thoughts. My cock bucked and throbbed with need as pre-cum leaked all over my stomach. His name slipped from my lips as I begged him. For what? I had no idea. But god, I hoped he gave it to me. When his tongue slipped inside, I screamed, trying to impale myself on him.

“Honey,” I cried, letting go of one of my legs to fist his hair. “Don’t stop. Please.”

He didn’t. He continued to fuck me with his tongue, and I rocked against him as much as I could in this position.

Serlotminden pulled away, and I panted, “No. Honey. No.”

“You like that?”

I nodded, breath harsh. “Inside me. Now.”

He looked at me over the length of my body. “I can’t.”

“No. Please.”

“I want to, Mate, but I can’t prepare you.” He lifted his hand, showing me his claws. “You are more delicate inside than I am, according to my brother. I could hurt you. I’m large, and you are not experienced in this. Spit is not enough. We need… I don’t know these words. Oil? Slick? Butter?”

“Lube.”

“Lube,” he repeated. “We need lube. My butt does not lube on its own, neither does yours.”

I understood, but I needed him, and we had soap as well as water. We could make what we needed. Also I could prepare myself. I knew how, even if I’d never done it before. “Mindy,” I started.

He kissed my inner thigh, interrupting me. “I will not hurt you. It would be uncomfortable to do more without what we need. Please, Flower. Please don’t make me hurt you. I can’t.”

I frowned. I would never convince him otherwise, and I didn’t want to stress Mindy out. I cupped his cheek. “We can wait.”

He kissed my palm. “I will please you in other ways.”

Serlotminden kneeled in between my legs. The head of his cock rubbed against my wet hole, and I moaned, lifting my hips to chase it. He slid his cock over my pucker a few more times before angling our hips and thrusting against my dick.

The friction of us rubbing together, plus the scrape of his scales, made me pant. I grabbed his cheeks and claimed his mouth in a fierce, possessive kiss. He was mine. No fucking ghosts of my past, no doubts of deserving, no fear of him leaving were going to keep him from me. We would have time later. We had all the time we needed. I would convince him to fuck me when this wasn’t as new.

Lifting me, Serlotminden settled me on his lap. His tail wound around our cocks, squeezing them together. Our pre-cum, his much more than mine, mixed with our saliva and lubricated our shafts, allowing his tail to work us with ease. I groaned, enraptured by the sight of his tail sliding over our cocks like an erotic snake. The sight of my pale pink dick pressed against his royal purple one made me swallow.

I canted my hips, thrusting against him, and Mindy moaned. His hands went to my hips. “Yes, Teddy.”

He arched into me, meeting my thrust. Moaning, I matched him, movement for movement, until we were fucking the tight hold of his tail. The scrape of the scales on his tail and cock plus the warmth of him had me grunting and groaning. Sweat dripped down my spine and everything tightened pleasurably.

My eyes closed at the intense pleasure. It was so damn good.

“Look at me, Teddy. Please. I need it,” he pleaded. I met his gaze, and he smiled. “There you are. You and me. Just you and me forever.” Mindy groaned as our dicks scraped against each other.

I whimpered, clutching his shoulders. “I’m close.”

“Me too, Mate.”

His tail worked our cocks in slow, tantalizing movements. It was driving me crazy. The scales were so smooth and silky against my cock, yet scratched me in the most perfect way. The sensation was intense. I wanted it faster and harder, but he seemed determined to draw it out. I writhed against him, moaning into his neck. I bit him, fucking into him faster, and he jumped under me.

“Sorry.”

“Again,” he demanded. “Harder.”

I bit him again, harder, though not hard enough to hurt. He grunted, his tail continuing its unhurried pace jacking us off. I rocked, thrusting against him. I needed more. I nipped him again, and Serlotminden called out my name, tracing my back, but he didn’t seem to get the memo.

Unable to take it anymore, I shoved his tail away and pumped our cocks, hard and fast, taking what I needed. My balls hugged the base of my shaft, and everything was painfully tight.

“Mate,” he cried, gripping me tighter. His claws dimpled my skin, not drawing blood, but stinging in a way I quickly decided I loved. The slight pain added to the pleasure and made me moan. He tightened a tad more and said, “Keep going. You’re doing so good.”

I pumped and stroked us until I crashed over the edge with spurts of cum splattering my hand. I faltered, lost in a wave of bliss unlike anything I’d ever experienced. Serlotminden took over, wringing every ounce of pleasure from me while chasing his own release. He came with a growl as cum sputtered out of his tip, adding to the mess between us. My cock gave one last spurt, and I trembled in his embrace, sagging against him.

It took a bit for me to calm down; shivers wracked my body. Serlotminden settled me on top of him and ran his fingers over my back, making soothing noises. I’d never come so hard in my life. Not ever. Fuck, that was intense.

I smiled at him, and he traced my lips. I couldn’t remember the last time I felt this happy, he was so good at filling my world with joy. I had no idea how he did it. Mindy was magic, and that magic had wrought foundational changes in my soul. This intense feeling could be post-orgasmic bliss, but I didn’t think so. This was more. Serlotminden had done this.

The soft emotion that had scared me so badly unfurled in my chest, becoming a permanent bond tying me to him forever. I cupped his cheek. “I love you.”

His mouth dropped open.

“Do you understand? I love you, Serlotminden.”

A beaming, bright smile broke over his face. He crushed our mouths together. “I understand. I love you.” Serlotminden rolled on top of me. “I love you. I love you.”

I laughed as he kissed me over and over again.

My mate was draped over me like a blanket, a beautiful one at that. He had finally fallen asleep after we’d come another time and cleaned ourselves. Slight shivers went up his spine, but I knew it wasn’t from the cold, but from his strong releases. The tent was filled with the scent of salt, sweat, and seed. I breathed in it, groaning at the perfume.

Bartholomew was mine. He loved me as much as I loved him. My fingers trailed over his back, feeling the bones that were slowly disappearing. I was taking care of him as he deserved, and I would continue to do so.

We hadn’t spoken of the future yet, but he would stay? He wouldn’t leave me after this, right? He couldn’t. He had been terrified of me leaving, so I had a hard time believing that he would abandon me instead.

Once we got Vince, Bartholomew and I would return to Tamkolvanloknol, though I didn’t spend much time there. I went from race to race or diplomatic mission. Was that something he’d enjoy? It wasn’t the most stable of lives, especially not if we wanted children. Another thing we hadn’t discussed.

I squeezed him close as I tried to soothe the rapid pounding of my soul. I couldn’t lose him.

He groaned, patting my chest. “What’s wrong?”

“What?”

“You’re hurting me.”

I instantly loosened my grip. “My apologies.”

“It’s fine.” He looked at me with blurry eyes. “What’s wrong? Did you need another round?”

I didn’t understand his meaning until he palmed my cock through my trousers. It gave a valiant attempt to rise, but it didn’t. “No,” I said. “I am happy.”

“Then why are you awake? Do you need me to move? I’m probably squishing you.”

I locked my arms around. “Don’t move.”

With a grunt, he snuggled closer, sliding until he was completely under the blanket and burrowed against my chest. “Sleep, Mindy.”

The troubles would keep until later. We had plenty of time to talk. Right here and now with my mate was enough. With my arm around him, I forced myself to sleep.