Chapter 12
Han
By the time dinner was over, Sandar was clearly exhausted. Rensom was quick to organize the sleeping arrangements so Sandar would feel comfortable enough to rest herself.
It was obvious Rensom was an attentive partner for Zeph’s sister.
“Tumoro, you can stay in here,” Rensom said, leading the Ugarian to the second bedroom in the building.
Boxes and empty cages were stacked high against one wall.
Another wall had a fold-down bed similar to the space saving bunks on ships and stations.
“It’s a little crowded, but the bed is a standard size, so you should fit.
The storage cabinet next to the bed is full of bedding. ”
“It’s perfect!” Tumoro assured him, moving to the wall and pulling the bunk down. He froze with his hand reaching for the cabinet. “Wait, where will First Matriarch Han and Elder Zeph sleep?”
“I’m going to take them to the shelter,” Rensom said.
“Uh, shelter?” Han asked. She didn’t like the sound of that. Shelter sounded flimsy, something to protect you from the sun or rain, not like a solid domicile that could protect her from all the animals that might decide a zapper fence wasn’t a big enough deterrent.
“Yes, it’s the yellow-colored outbuilding near the leaper landing field,” Rensom said, leading them back into the main area of the domicile.
She didn’t remember seeing it, but then again, she’d been focused on getting into the domicile, so she hadn’t bothered studying the outbuildings.
“Uh, I’m sure Zeph and I can make ourselves comfy here in the main room,” Han said, looking around and judging how far back she could move the furniture to create space for a bed.
“You could stay here, but the shelter should be more comfortable,” Rensom said.
Han shook her head. “I’d rather be a little uncomfortable than get eaten by something in my sleep.”
Rensom sounded a rumble of amusement. “If that’s your concern, then I can assure you that’s unlikely to happen. The shelter is made to be impregnable. It’s a last line of defense if the zapper fence fails.”
“Impregnable? I like the sound of that!” Han said with a little chuckle.
Rensom sounded another rumble of amusement as he led them outside and to the yellow shelter. It was small and would be a tight fit for two fully grown Talins, but Han’s smaller size made it less of an issue.
It was obviously equipped with an emergency in mind. There were food packs that didn’t require a reconsitutor, an independent power supply, emergency beacon, and far more medical supplies than the average household would bother with.
“Aww, it’s so cute; it reminds me of Zeph’s ship,” Han said, rushing over to flop down on the bed. “Except it’s nicer and newer.”
“She’s an adorable human,” Rensom whispered to Zeph.
“That’s true!” Han called out because she totally heard that whisper. The place was too small for even whispering to be effective.
“And she doesn't have below-average hearing,” Zeph said dryly.
“I know that now,” Rensom said then rushed out the door.
Han sat up on the end of the bed while Zeph remained standing. He looked like he was distracted by something. Whatever was bothering him could wait; she had more important things on her mind.
“I think both of us need some fun time,” she declared, getting up from the bed and crossing to the door.
“Fun time?” he repeated.
“Yup,” she said, slamming her hand down on the door display. There was the satisfying sound of big bolts sliding into place to make the door part of the wall.
With the shelter locked down, she then faced him full of anticipation.
“Strip!” she demanded. “Who knows how long until we get privacy again. We need to take advantage of unexpectedly having a room to ourselves.”
To her delight, Zeph didn’t hesitate. He had his belt off and his pants tossed to the side between one breath and another.
Unlike last time when he’d rushed at her, this time he stood there and let her look her fill. She stepped closer so she could trace the pattern of his keratin plating over his chest, down his abs, and finally to a line across his pelvis. She couldn’t see any genitals, but she knew he had them!
She felt a slight give and looked up to his face. “What’s this?”
“The lip of my mating pouch," he explained, hands fisted at his sides. “When my mating shaft fills with enough blood, it will push the pouch out of the way. Until then, my mating shaft and seed sack are trapped inside.”
“Fascinating,” she murmured, running her fingers back and forth across the seam. “Can you feel that?”
“Yes, but it’s muted.”
She ran her hand over the front of the pouch. Instead of the larger keratin plates covering his body, this area had keratin in the shape of flat beads. Still protective but more flexible. As she rubbed over it, she felt a bulge grow and could see the seam of the pouch becoming more pronounced.
Moving back to the seam, she was able to press her fingers inside the pouch. It was soft and warm inside. Wiggling her fingers, she found the head of his shaft, smooth and round. She rubbed a finger over it, enjoying the way Zeph gasped.
He’d made her crazy last time; it was only fitting he suffered a little this time!
She tried to get her hand in deeper, but the pouch was too tight. She withdrew her hand and was going to try pressing at a different angle, but Zeph shuddered, making her pause. She watched as his pouch snapped down and back and his full, thick cock was bouncing in her face.
“Oh, that’s how that works,” she said, running her hand behind his seed sack to find the taut skin bunched there.
Zeph made a grunting sound, the muscles of his legs twitching. “That tickles a little.”
She smothered a laugh and withdrew her hand from between his legs. She cupped his seed sack. He moaned when she tightened her grip slightly. She squeezed and released a few times before she moved to wrap her fingers around his shaft.
“Han, that feels incredible," he mumbled. She looked up to see his eyes closed and his lips pulled back against his teeth. It was almost like he was in pain.
She knew he wasn’t, and before they were done, she was determined to hear him scream.
Wrapping both hands around his dick, she put her face close and licked her tongue over the broad head. He tasted as sweet as he smelled.
“You don’t have too—Han!”
She sucked the tip into her mouth, making him gasp her name. She liked that. His purring got louder but the rhythm slowed and became more sensuous.
She loved that purr. Her pussy wept at the thought of getting to ride his cock while his purring vibrated inside her.
As much as she wanted that, she wasn’t ready to let go of him with her mouth. She wanted all of him.
She swallowed him down, reveling in the visceral sinfulness of the act.
One of his hands rested lightly on her head. She was sure he was prepared to pull her away rather than push her down. She was proven right when she gagged a little and he was quick to withdraw his lovely cock from her mouth. She tried to chase him, but he held her head with a hand on her jaw.
“I wanted to taste you,” she whined. “I want to find out how sweet your cum is!”
Still holding her jaw, he lowered himself to the floor in front of her. “Another time,” he murmured. “I need to be face-to-face when you climax; I need to see you.”
Han couldn’t pout or argue with his soft insistence. Especially when he pressed his lips to hers. The kiss was gentle as much as it was hot.
Wrapping his arms around her, he picked her up and settled her on the bed without breaking the kiss. She felt his hands on her clothing and the sound of ripping cloth.
She was going to run out of outfits at this rate!
Breaking the kiss, she put her hands on his shoulders and pushed him away.
“I can’t go around naked!” she teased, tugging off the rest of her clothes. It looked like he’d only partially ruined her shirt. It would be an easy fix with some fabric meld.
After she toed out of her shoes and wiggled out of her pants, he was on her again, covering her smaller body with his bigger one.
She loved the feel of him on top of her, although it wasn’t much of his weight because he was using his arms and knees to keep from smothering her.
Lifting her legs, she wrapped them around his waist and lifted. She tried to get his lovely, vibrating cock inside her, but he shifted slightly so it rested across her sex.
“Zeph!” she whined.
“In a moment,” he breathed, dipping his head down to capture her mouth with his. She’d never get enough of his drugging kisses.
He shifted his weight a little without breaking the kiss and leaned to the side so he could free up one arm. He cupped her breast with his free hand and kneaded her sensitive flesh. She moaned into the kiss and tried to arch her back.
Desire flooded her, making her needy and demanding. She tried to reach between them to grab his dick and guide it into her, but he let go of her breast to intercept her hand.
When he pulled her hand up over her head, she reached up to try and to peel back his fingers with her free hand. She was desperate to touch him, but he simply captured both her wrists in one hand.
She ended the kiss. “Nooooo!” she whined.
He rubbed his scent gland on her cheek and down her neck. Keeping her hands restrained, he spread warm, sweet-scented oil all over her. Everywhere the oil spread her skin tingled with warmth. Every touch made her clit throb and her pussy clench.
“Please, I need you inside me. I’m so close.”
“You beg so prettily,” he said, pressing his mouth to her neck and sucking on the skin.
Her skin had never felt so sensitive. She was bordering on being overstimulated.
“If you don’t fuck me, I’ll…I’ll…” she couldn’t think of what she’d do to him, but he got the idea.
He shifted his hips until the head of his cock was at her entrance. Again she tried to thrust up, but he kept control by shifting his hips to keep the distance the same.
“At my pace,” he growled. Those low words made a shiver go down her spine.
He moved himself into her at a torturously slow pace. She was sure anticipation was going to kill her!
“Zeph,” she whined, but he ignored her. When he’d finally slid his entire length inside her, they both moaned.
“Nothing will ever be like this,” he whispered. “Nothing will ever be as good as being with you in this way.”
She wanted to agree but couldn’t get her mouth to form any words. His thrumming rumble was vibrating her from the inside, and she was close. So damn close!
When he started to pull out, she whimpered, but he didn’t go far before slamming back inside her. She let out a startled cry and then another moan.
He set up a pace that had her falling over the edge within a few thrusts.
She screamed as she came, her body bowing into him. It felt like the only thing that kept her grounded was his hands on her wrists.
His breathing became ragged and his thrusts irregular. Somehow his rumbling became even stronger as he came. His climax seemed to trigger another one in her, and the two of them shook as he flooded her with warmth.
Someday they’d have a private domicile and get to do this as often as they wanted. She couldn’t wait!