Chapter 6
Chapter Six
“Would you like to come inside for breakfast?” she asked, heart beating faster as they approached her neighborhood. “You aren’t going to work today either, are you?”
“After a night of fighting black magic? No way. And I’d love to have something more substantial in my stomach than coffee so yes, thanks, I accept your offer.”
Okay then. Good.” Flustered, she made herself more comfortable and stared straight ahead.
An odd silence fell between them. It wasn’t exactly uncomfortable but there was tension in the air.
Amellia tried to decide if this was a good omen or a bad one.
Her alleged nascent magical abilities were no help.
When they reached her apartment building she directed Hagan where to park and then once he’d found the space and turned off the groundcar, she hopped out without waiting for him to come and open her door.
“Lead the way,” he said with a smile.
Together they trudged up the old-fashioned stairs. Her building was equipped with a gravlift but she wasn’t in a rush to run into any of her nice-but-nosy neighbors today, especially not wearing her less than fresh clothes or leading a handsome man to her place. Most people avoided the stairway.
As soon as she got inside the apartment, her cat was winding around her ankles, yowling as only he could do.
“You’re not starving,” Amellia assured the pet, stopping to scratch behind his ears.
She headed for the kitchen. “I’d better feed this spoiled beast or we won’t be able to hear ourselves think. He lacks a volume control.”
“Cute cat.”
“I found him as a stray at the spaceport a couple of years ago,” she said.
“People tend to dump unwanted cats and kittens there because they know spacers like to have a cat for their ship, to control vermin or just for good luck. It gets to be quite a problem for the port authority.” And why am I running on about cats?
What in the seven hells was she nervous about?
Hagan spent the entire night proving how much he cared about her so he wasn’t exactly likely to eat and run. Or kiss and run.
Hagan followed her and she was acutely conscious of his presence in the small area as she served up the cat food.
Putting the bowl on the floor for her pet, she pivoted to find Hagan right behind her and it was the most natural thing in the world to go straight into his arms and be kissed with flattering intent and passion.
Hagan licked the seam of her lips and she gave him access to all of her, which he took like a pirate plundering a treasure.
She was pressed so tightly against him she could feel his arousal against her body, hot and hard and ground her hips, seeking to soothe the ache deep inside.
His tail traced its way up her leg in a sensuous tickling movement and stopped at the edge of her soaked panties.
Amellia made a sound of protest, wanting him to continue what he was doing but Hagan released her instantly.
“Must I apologize?” he asked. “Have I misread the signals? I thought—after the events of the night I was sure we had the same feelings—”
She leaned against the counter in a sultry pose, finding his confusion a bit adorable. “I know one thing,” she said, sliding her hand firmly over the impressive bulge in his cargo pants, “Neither one of us is hungry for anything I can cook in this kitchen.”
With a laugh he caught her to him again. “I’m starved, woman, for you. I want to devour every inch of this beautiful body and make love to you all day.”
“We’d better make those sick day calls to the office then.” He was so much taller than she was so Amellia made a little jump and wrapped her legs around his waist. Hagan caught her and held her with ease. “The bedroom is straight down the hall,” she said, nibbling at his earlobe.
Hagan carried her through the hall, careful not to bump her head, and laid her on the bed. “You’re right about the need to let the office know we aren’t coming in today.” Raising his eyebrows, he fished his handheld from his pocket and made a quick call.
Amellia used her bedside com unit to do the same, being careful to leave the vid off and to mute the ambient noise, which included Hagan’s voice in the background.
A girl couldn’t be too careful about her privacy.
No need to broadcast the relationship between the two of them until she was sure there was more than one night of curse breaking to go on.
He turned to her with a grin. “All set. Anything urgent will get routed to my handheld which I don’t plan to check today.”
She patted the bed beside her. “You’re too far away.”
“Oh really?” His tail snaked out and twined around her thigh and this time the tip slid under her panties and stroked the soft folds underneath. Amellia gasped and laid back as Hagan continued to explore while also removing his shirt and then his pants.
“Your tail is uh quite useful,” she said, breathing hard as he eyed her with male satisfaction while she lay splayed out and trying not to give in to the orgasm Hagan was working so hard to give her. “I had no idea.”
“I’m full of surprises,” he said. Hands on his hips and a broad smile on his face, he watched her lose her battle against pleasure.
Amellia grabbed the pillows and held on tight as the erotic stimulation pushed her over the edge into one of the best orgasms she’d ever had, bar none.
Withdrawing his tail, Hagan lay on his side next to her.
“You have too many layers on.” Skillfully he removed her tunic and spent a moment admiring her breasts, cupped by the lacy underwear and ready for his attention.
Her chest was heaving as she recovered her composure and Amellia found his rapt attention to her curvy build a turn-on.
Of course having seven feet of hard muscled, naked, extremely well-hung alien lying right there demanding to be touched was also a massive incentive to shed the rest of her clothes and get as close to him as humanly possible.
Distracted by his activities, Amellia clutched his broad shoulders and hung on as he lowered his head to tease one nipple with his tongue, while thumbing the other until both were hard pebbled buds at which point he suckled avidly.
Keeping her pinned beneath him with ease he appeared fully engaged in savoring her breasts but the sneaky tail was still busy between her legs, stroking and teasing.
“No fair,” she said, running her fingers through his hair and stroking his back. “I need a tail to keep up with you. I can’t reach the parts I’m most interested in right now.”
Raising his head, he stared at her, his eyes gleaming with passion. “We have all day—I give you my word you’ll have your opportunity to explore what I bring to this bed but right now I am celebrating our mutual victory. Are you not enjoying the festivities?”
“No complaints from me,” she said in a squeaky voice as his prehensile appendage moved to touch the tiny but powerful pearl of nerves hidden at the vee of her body. “I’ve had fantasies about you and what I’d like to do with you if we ever came to this point.”
“Really?” Intrigued, he raised himself on one elbow and traced a line from her belly button south. “You’re going to have to describe these fantasies to me and I’ll see what I can do.”
His long, thick cock was pushing against her folds and Amellia was so aroused and wet already, she felt the tip slide easily inside.
Instinctively she adjusted her hips to draw him deeper and with a groan Hagan came fully on top of her, responding to the wordless invitation.
Amellia grasped his heavily muscled butt, digging in with her fingernails and encouraged him to pound harder because her need was so great.
Hagan filled her as no other man had ever done, stretching and stimulating her almost beyond bearing.
She was barely conscious of his busy tail tweaking her nipples although the tiny flickers of sensual pain pushed her to a new level of arousal.
Hagan held her so tight drawing a breath was a challenge but she craved even more from him.
Locking her legs around his butt, she pushed against his force, wanting him as deep as he could possibly go.
She felt him shuddering and knew he was going over the edge.
Dragging her fingernails over his back like claws, scraping over the fine scales, Amellia was overtaken by wild and feral desires, knowing herself to be thoroughly loved and allowed herself to ride the crest of her own climax.
Clamping down on his shoulder with her teeth in an instinctive move she’d be shocked by later, she marked him as hers and then lost conscious thought as the bright white light of orgasm spread over her world.
Did she scream his name? She might have.
All she was sure about was the two of them together combusted like the magical flames earlier in the evening and she’d never have enough of Hagan.
They lay together exhausted and Hagan kissed her tenderly. “I feel as if I’ve known you forever, my anaghila, yet our time together till now has been so brief. We’ve been cheated of so much.”
She raised an eyebrow at the unfamiliar term and he clarified.
“It means my love, my heart, my everything.”
“What a hard-working word. Basic doesn’t have an equivalent,” she said regretfully.
“But we’ve been associates in the office together for over a year now so surely we’re more than acquaintances.
I mean, we do know each other.” She gave a shaky laugh and gestured at their intertwined bodies. “Outside the bedroom.”