Ghost Ship Numenon (Romance Among the Stars)

7. Maddie

7

MADDIE

H e slammed me back against the wall with enough force to shake my bones, and I snarled up at him, grabbing his neck. Pulling him to me, bringing his face down, his deep blue lips to mine. His tongue, strange, alien, and rough, pushed into my mouth to dance with my own. He kissed me like his life depended on it, and I returned his kiss with every bit as much fire.

Like a dam breaking, the tension between us flooded out in a tremendous cascade that would destroy everything in its path. Suddenly, I wanted nothing between my skin and his, no words to mess up the passion we each felt for each other.

What little self-control we had left, we spent getting naked without damaging our spacesuits. I pulled at his, seals parting under my fingers. Kahdrex made frustrated noises as he searched for the fastenings on mine. I gasped out a laugh as his suit slid off him to pool on the floor.

“I win,” I whispered, and he stiffened against me in more ways than one.

“Keep that up, human, and I’ll put you over my knee.” His voice was a growl that shook me more than the fighting had, and his words made me ache inside.

“Promises,” I gasped, winning a frustrated, hungry growl from the huge alien. Finally getting the hang of a human spacesuit, he pulled the fasteners open while I kissed and bit his neck. He tasted like cinnamon and incense. And sex.

Like everything I ever wanted, like a mistake I’d never regret.

He peeled my suit off my skin, flinging it into a corner and out of our way. Naked together, it was impossible to pretend I didn’t see his erection. And my god, it was huge. Through the pressure suit, it had seemed overpoweringly big. Now, up close and uncovered, my jaw dropped at the sheer, terrifying size of it.

Would it fit? Could it fit? I didn’t know, but I looked forward to finding out. I bit my lip and reached for it, stroked the iron-hard shaft which twitched under my fingers. The skin was strange and inhuman, texture rippling under my fingers, and I needed to know what it would feel like inside me. His dark chuckle should have been menacing. Perhaps it was, but if so, I didn’t notice under the wave of desire it sent crashing through me.

“Fuck.” It was the only word that came to mind, and I spoke it in a reverent whisper. His chuckle came again, melting me.

“Promises,” he said, pulling me to the bunk. I gasped, squirming as he laid me down with casual, irresistible strength. His hands pressed my legs apart, baring me to his hungry gaze.

My cheeks burned, and I tried to cover myself, but he wasn’t having that. One hand was enough for Kahdrex to grab my wrists and pin them to the bed above me. His dexterous tail gripped my ankle, keeping my legs apart as he slid his other hand up between my thighs, finding me wet, eager, and desperate.

“What have we here?” His voice was a hungry growl now; my answer an incoherent mumble. I tried to pull myself together, to glare at him, to pretend to resist…but that was impossible with his finger tracing across my pussy lips. His touch was so gentle, so light, such a contrast to the brutal strength he used to hold me in place, that it made me gasp and squirm.

And that made him stiffen and his growl deepen. Leaning in, he kissed my lips. My cheek. My neck, which made me arch and shiver. And down to my breasts. His lips burned where they touched me, leaving me whimpering and aching for more.

I tried to pull my arms free. Kahdrex held me in place with no sign of effort, pressing just a touch harder as he bit down on my nipple. I cried out, and he moved to the other side, kissing a path across, biting when he reached my other nipple.

His fingers slid between the slick lips of my pussy, achingly tender and slow. I pressed myself against them, eager, desperate, but he wouldn’t let me rush him. His sparkling eyes told me I’d get what I wanted…when he wanted. All I could do was accept that.

“You fucker,” I whispered as he found my clit and gently circled it. “You’re loving this, aren’t you?”

He lifted his mouth from my breasts. “Of course I am. And so are you, Maddie. Admit it, you love my touch.”

“I will not,” I insisted, only to whimper as he lifted his hand from my pussy, leaving me frustrated and on edge. Kahdrex didn’t need to say anything. He just looked at me and smiled.

Stripped naked, pinned to a bed, helpless in the grip of my rival. And fuck him, he wasn’t wrong. I’d never imagined anything could turn me on so much. Gasping, I glared at him, and the twinkle of humor in his gaze made everything both worse and better.

“Well?” he asked, lowering his hand just enough to tease with the possibility of touching me. “Tell me, sweet one, and you’ll get what you crave and more.”

My body ached for his touch, needed it, craved it. I felt the heat of his fingers hovering just over me. Saw the complete lack of mercy in his gaze. Mumbled, “I need it.”

“What do you need?” He lowered his fingers, giving me the lightest of brushes. Even that was enough to make me moan, arching to press myself to him, but he lifted his hand as I moved.

I wanted to swear, to curse him, to demand. But that would just give him an excuse to deny me, and I couldn’t bear the frustration any longer. “Fine, I fucking love your touch.”

I ground out the words, but as soon as they’d left my lips, I forgot all about my frustration. His fingers pressed into me, pushing into my core as he kissed his way down over my stomach. Letting go of my wrists, he trailed that hand down my body along the fiery path laid by his kisses. His fingers reached my breasts, teasing them, playing with my rock-hard nipples. And then his mouth reached its destination and he kissed my pussy like his life depended on it.

My scream of pleasure echoed in the small room, and I bucked under him in a frenzy. It didn’t matter. He still had me pinned, and he showed no sign of wanting to let go as he licked and kissed and sucked on my clit.

It wasn’t long before I lost track of the world outside the bunk. All that existed was me, my lover, and the amazing things he did to my body. His rough, feline tongue and strong, probing fingers sent me screaming into an orgasm and he snarled in triumph.

And didn’t stop.

The next one came faster and harder as he sped up instead. The third time, I came so hard I nearly passed out, and I reached down to guide him to me. Lifting his mouth from me, face glistening with my juices, he looked me in the eye with the widest, most predatory grin imaginable.

“Tell me what you need,” he said. No, commanded, in a voice that brooked no argument. His tone alone nearly pushed me over the edge again. “Tell me.”

I met his gaze. “Fuck me, Kahdrex.”

His response was instant. Pulling himself up along my body, showering me with kisses as he went, he brought his cock back to my sex and thrust. Hard. Nipping at my neck, he buried himself deep in my core. I arched my back and howled, wrapping my legs around him and pulling him to me.

Sharp predator’s teeth dug into my skin, a delicious sensation, as he slowly pulled back until I was aching with emptiness once more. I whimpered, and he slammed himself back into me even harder. Every thrust came faster, rocking me back and forth on the bunk, shoulders pressed into the thin mattress as Kahdrex took me.

Claimed me.

Made me his.

Orgasm after orgasm rocked me, leaving me a panting wreck, and I did my best to bring him with me. But the bastard would not let go, refused to relax, as he pounded me senseless. I squeezed him tight as I could as the ribbing of his cock slid in and out of me, and to my shock and delight, he started to thrum . His cock vibrated inside me, those delicious ridges rippling across me, and my world dissolved into a wash of pure ecstasy. All I knew was me and Kahdrex, our bodies moving as one, his orgasm burning through him like a flame and igniting my own.

We cried out together and collapsed, spent.