20. Kara
20
KARA
Kara tried not to tense up all over again as she slowly turned over onto her back. Thanks to the float dots under her breasts, they stuck right up from her chest, the nipples pointing at the vaulted stone ceiling above.
She pressed her thighs together tightly and crossed her arms over her breasts…until she happened to turn her head and look at Gaela.
The pink alien woman was lying on her back looking perfectly relaxed. Her arms were at her sides and her hands were palm up, as though she was open to receiving whatever came to her.
It occurred to Kara that Gaela was full-figured too, but she didn’t seem to be embarrassed or ashamed of her body. Maybe her culture liked curvy women and didn’t make them feel bad for being themselves—that must be nice.
You know who else likes curvy women? The Kindred, whispered a little voice in her head. Remember that J’orn told you that you’re a “Mature Elite”—a woman with wisdom and experience that the Goddess has blessed with bountiful curves. So why feel ashamed of your body? Why not relax and revel in your nudity, like Gaela is doing?
Kara wasn’t sure she could exactly revel in being naked, but she decided that she could at least try to relax. After all, she didn’t look any worse than Gaela, who carried herself like a goddess and acted like a temptress. Would it be so bad to let loose for a little while?
“Are you all right, baby?” she heard J’orn ask. When she looked up, she saw that his eyes were half-lidded. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured. “Why are you hiding yourself?”
The big Kindred’s words reinforced what Kara had already been thinking. Taking a deep breath, she relaxed, letting her arms fall to her sides and allowing her thighs to open slightly.
As she let her body loosen, she felt the massage table supporting her and molding to her back and body once more. She was glad that it was warm or she might have felt chilly, exposed as she was.
“Beautiful,” J’orn murmured hoarsely, his eyes sweeping over her body. “Gods, Kara—you’re so fucking gorgeous!”
“Thank you,” she whispered, looking up at him. Then she shut her eyes. It was easier to relax if she didn’t see him looking at her.
“Now if you’re ready, we’ll start at the head and work down,” she heard Nono tell J’orn. “We will begin with the non-sexual parts of the body first—start at the outside and move inward. Remember—treat every part of your Lady’s body like an erogenous zone because it is.”
Kara wondered where this was going and if there would be “kissing to show respect” on this side also, but first there was more massaging.
She sighed in mingled relief and relaxation when she felt J’orn’s long fingers start at her temples and begin to rub in warm, soothing circles. Mmm , that felt really nice! She could feel her tension and uncertainly melting away as he gave her a really good scalp and temple massage.
Then his big hands were moving lower. He pressed down on her shoulders, easing the tension there, and then slid his hands up and down her arms, rubbing and squeezing. But finally the moment she’d both been dreading and hoping for happened.
“And now,” she heard Nono say. “We will massage the breasts.”
Big, warm hands cupped her mounds and then began to squeeze and massage rhythmically. J’orn was curling his long fingers around each breast and pulling upwards until he ended with a long tug on each nipple.
Kara moaned and arched her back, she couldn’t help herself! It felt so delicious to be touched this way. Even back when she’d been married, Kevin had never had any interest in giving her this kind of attention. And though she’d had massages back home on Earth, she’d never had a sensuous one before.
“And now you must pay special respect to your Lady’s peaks,” she heard Nono say. “By sucking them deeply into your mouth to send pleasure and healing throughout the whole breast. Take your time and don’t rush this step—it’s very important.”
Kara bit her lip but by that time, she was feeling so turned on she barely minded. It was true this probably wasn’t the best thing to be doing with her ex-assistant, who was much too young for her. But they really didn’t have a choice, did they? They had to keep acting like J’orn really was working here at the resort. So she didn’t say a word of protest when the big Kindred leaned over her—though she did crack her eyes open just a little to watch him.
The look on J’orn’s face was pure pleasure and need.
“Gods,” he murmured hoarsely. “Such beautiful breasts!”
And then he sucked her right nipple into his hot mouth and began teasing it with his tongue.
“Ohhh!” Kara gasped, arching her back. She had already gotten turned on by the way he was kissing her neck and her back, but neither had prepared her for the intense way he was sucking and teasing her nipple. It felt like every deep pull on her tender peak was sending sparks of pleasure straight down to her pussy, which was getting wetter and wetter.
She writhed on the table as he sucked harder, taking as much of her breast as he could in his mouth. At the same time, he was still teasing her left nipple with his fingers, tugging and twisting it gently.
Kara wondered for a moment if she was having another erotic dream—like the one they’d shared the day before on the shuttle. But his mouth was so hot and wet and the scent of his skin—so spicy and wild—was too intense to be anything but real.
“Oh, J’orn…” she whispered and reached up to thread her fingers through his thick hair and run her hands over his horns. “That feels amazing.”
He looked up, allowing her nipple to slip from his lips.
“It feels amazing for me too, baby,” he growled hoarsely. “You don’t know how often I used to look at you and wish I could do this!”
Kara bit her lip. Had he really been fantasizing about her the whole time they worked together in the PR Department? It seemed impossible—he was so big and muscular and handsome—he could have any woman he wanted. And yet he had been thinking about her—wanting her.
“J’orn—” she began but then Nono spoke again.
“And now we continue lower,” he said. “For it is time to give our Ladies the Kiss of Pleasure.”
Kara felt herself go tense all over again. From watching the Love Channel and the Sex Channel on the Paradisian entertainment screen, she knew exactly what that meant.
J’orn seemed to be confused though.
“The Kiss of Pleasure?” he asked, frowning. “What’s that?”
“It’s where you pay homage to your Lady’s most beautiful and feminine center with your mouth,” Nono told him. “If you look to the left of the massage table, you can see that it has a small button. Press it and the lower half of the table will split in the middle, parting the legs. Then you can reach the center of your Lady’s pleasure.”
“Ah—you mean I get to taste her.” There was a deep, growling hunger in J’orn’s voice and his pale eyes were suddenly dark with need.
Kara looked up at him uncertainly—did he really want to do this? Kevin had never had any interest, even when they were supposedly in love.
“It’s just not my thing, babe,” he’d say, when Kara hinted that she might like to have a little “oral affection.” Of course, he absolutely expected her to give him oral whenever he asked for it but according to him, that was different. “You get so messy and wet down there,” he would complain when Kara told him it wasn’t fair. “You can’t expect me to want to get down there and lick you when you’re so sloppy and gross.”
Her ex’s words rang in her head now and Kara closed her legs automatically, without even thinking about it. No telling how wet she was already. J’orn had been kissing her neck and sucking her nipples and she was really turned on—or had been, before this came up.
J’orn saw her reaction and frowned in concern.
“What is it, baby?” he asked, leaning over her. “Is there a problem? You don’t like to have your pussy tasted?”
“I, uh…” Kara felt her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. “I get really, um, wet down there,” she murmured, keeping her voice low.
“You do?” His eyes went half-lidded. “Can I feel?”
“You…you want to…?” Kara looked up at him uncertainly.
“I want to pet your soft little pussy—just like I did in our dream” he growled softly. “I want to feel how wet you’re getting for me, baby.”
“All…all right,” Kara whispered. “But…you might not like it.”
He frowned.
“Why in the Seven Hells would you think that? How could I not love it when you get wet for me?”
“Well…Kevin…he hated it. He said…” She broke off, shaking her head.
J’orn scowled briefly.
“That ex-mate of yours was such an idiot! Any male that doesn’t want his woman to get wet doesn’t really like women. Let me just see, baby…I promise I’m going to love it.”
As he spoke, his big hand was sliding down her naked body, past her trembling belly, and then lower to cup her bare pussy.
Kara winced in embarrassment for a moment, squeezing her thighs together tightly. But J’orn looked into her eyes and murmured,
“Open for me, baby. Let me feel that soft little pussy.”
Biting her lip, she did as he asked, allowing her thighs to fall open. She moaned softly as she felt his fingers curl around her mound and then he was parting her outer lips and slipping two long fingers into her wet depths.
“ Gods .” The exclamation came out in a hoarse growl and his eyes were suddenly blazing with desire. “So wet—just like in the dream,” he murmured. “Such a soft, sweet, wet little pussy.”
As he spoke, he bracketed her aching clit with two long fingers and began sliding slowly up and down. Kara cried out and arched her back as he gently worked her.
“Oh…Oh, J’orn!” she moaned.
“Does it feel good, baby?” he growled softly. “Gods, you don’t know how long I’ve been wanting to touch you here—to pet your soft pussy and hear you moan my name. The only thing better will be tasting you.”
“You…you swear you’ll like it?” Kara asked, looking up at him uncertainly.
In answer, he slid out of her and raised his hand to his mouth. Holding her eyes with his, he slipped his first two fingers into his mouth, lapping and sucking away her juices.
His eyes were lazy with lust and Kara found she was helpless to look away as he cleaned her honey from his fingers thoroughly. Finally he finished.
“Fucking delicious, baby,” he growled. “Gods, I need to taste you now! Can’t wait any longer!”
“Well, I don’t think you need to, er, wait for Brother Nono and Gaela,” Kara said breathlessly. Across the room, Nono was kneeling between his Lady’s thighs and tasting her hungrily while Gaela sighed and stroked his silvery hair.
“Mmm—I guess Paradisians like eating pussy almost as much as Kindred do,” J’orn rumbled. Then he did something to the table and suddenly Kara felt it split so that her legs were pulled wide apart. This new position caused her pussy lips to open too, making her gasp in a mixture of embarrassment and desire.
“Gods, look at that soft little pussy open for me!” J’orn was already on his knees before her. “Look at how wet and ready you are to be tasted, Kara.”
Reaching up, he wound his long arms around her thighs and pulled her even closer. Kara barely had time to gasp before he had fastened his hot mouth over her pussy and began eagerly licking and kissing her.
She writhed helplessly on the table as he found her clit and began teasing it. He ate her like he was starving for her taste—licked her like he couldn’t get enough of her flavor!
“Oh… Ohhh!” she cried and found that she had wrapped her fingers around his horns and was tugging him even closer.
J’orn seemed to love this. He growled deep in his throat and redoubled his efforts, lapping her deeply one moment and then sucking her clit into his mouth to tease it mercilessly with the tip of his tongue. And then he found just the right spot and Kara nearly came off the table.
“Oh, there—right there! ” she cried, bucking her hips to meet him. “Don’t stop—don’t stop. Keep licking me there!”
For a wonder, the big Kindred actually followed orders. Instead of moving all over the place or going harder or softer or generally doing his own thing like other guys she’d been with had a frustrating propensity to do, he settled down to teasing the sensitive right side of her clit with his tongue, licking that perfect spot over and over as Kara felt her orgasm building.
“Oh… ohhhh!” she cried out, writhing helplessly. She couldn’t believe she was in this position—spread out naked on a massage table with her ex-assistant between her legs, licking her with such hungry intensity! She’d never had a man go down on her like this before—with such eagerness and need. It almost felt like J’orn had something to prove—like he was trying to tell her that he really did love this—that he really did want her, despite their age gap…
Kara pushed the last thought out of her head and concentrated on the pleasure building inside her. She could feel her orgasm hovering just out of reach. She just needed…
“More!” she moaned. “Oh God, I need more!”
Without losing a beat, J’orn unwrapped one muscular arm from around her thigh and slid two long fingers deep into her pussy. Then he curled them upwards and began thrusting deep inside her, rubbing her inner walls as he stroked.
It felt to Kara like someone had electrified her body! Suddenly, she was there . The pleasure arced through her like a massive power surge and she cried out so loudly she was sure she would be hoarse the next day.
“J’orn! Yes—like that! Yes! Yes!”
Her only answer was a hungry growl as he continued sucking and licking and finger-fucking her while she writhed on the table and tugged as hard as she could on his horns. She was going to have imprints of them on her palms, she was sure—not that she cared. God, it just felt so good .
J’orn did his best to draw out her orgasm as long as possible but finally Kara’s pleasure ebbed. At last she collapsed, panting and spent, her hands falling away from his horns as she tried to catch her breath.
J’orn looked up, his eyes blazing.
“Was that good, baby? Did you like getting your wet little pussy tasted?”
“I…I loved it,” Kara panted. “Where…how did you learn to do that?”
“Kindred warriors need to taste their mates—didn’t you know that?” He raised his eyebrows at her. “You don’t know how long I’ve been hungering for you. From the first minute we met, I wanted to get on my knees and get my head between your thighs to taste you”
Kara bit her lip at the expression in his pale eyes. God, he was serious , wasn’t he? Yes, he definitely was, she decided. He really had been fantasizing about going down on her ever since they’d first met.
“J’orn,” she said. “It’s not that I didn’t enjoy this—I did— so much . But you know our age difference…”
“Don’t talk about that now,” he growled, frowning. “Just relax and let me clean you up, baby.” He nodded down between her legs. “I think I made you kind of messy. So let me give you a little tongue bath to get you nice and clean.”
He bent his head again and Kara moaned softly as she felt him licking her—long, slow strokes of his tongue as he cleaned away all her spilled juices. He made sure to clean her inner thighs and then spread her pussy lips and lapped inside her—pressing his tongue deep into her well to clean up her honey. Then he flattened his tongue and ran it slowly up over her sensitive clit, making her gasp and jump.
“Oh, J’orn…” she moaned, and found herself caressing his horns again. He made a low noise deep in his throat and licked her once more and then again and again.
Before she knew it, Kara was headed for a second orgasm—this one more gentle than the one before it. J’orn just kept licking her softly and gently as he cleaned her until suddenly she was coming again.
“Good girl,” he growled, looking up at her as she finally stopped bucking her hips for the second time. “Good girl to come so nice and hard on my tongue, Kara. Gods, I wish I could feel your tight little pussy wrapped around my cock and taking my knot deep inside…”
Kara bit her lip uncertainly.
“J’orn, it’s not that I don’t want you—I do,” she admitted in a low voice. “But the age gap between us—it would never work. You think you want me now but the minute I started looking older, you’d want to find someone else—someone your own age.”
“That’s not true!” He shook his head, his face a mask of frustration. “That’s not how it works with the Kindred! We’re not like you humans, able to break a Bond at any time. Once we give ourselves to our mates, it’s forever. Can’t you at least try to understand that?”
“J’orn—” she began again but Nono’s voice interrupted them.
“If you’ve finished The Kiss of Pleasure, then it’s time to help your Lady dress,” he said, frowning at J’orn. “One must never press a Lady for more than she is willing to give,” he added reprovingly.
J’orn looked angry at first, but then he nodded.
“You’re right,” he said roughly. “Forgive me, my Lady—I got…carried away,” he added, looking down at Kara. “Let me help you up and get you dressed.”
“Oh, I can manage.” Kara sat up and started to get off the table, but she hadn’t realized how far it was off the floor. It had been lowered when she got onto it but J’orn had raised it so he could work on her easily.
She gave a gasp of fright as she started to roll off the edge…only to be caught in his arms.
“Here, I’ve got you,” he growled, cradling her to his chest. “Let me help you to the dressing room.”
And despite Kara’s protests that she could walk, he carried her across the room and deposited her safely in the small dressing area.
“Er, thank you,” she said when he finally put her on her feet. “And thank you for the massage. It was amazing.”
“Amazing for me too, baby,” he murmured. Cupping her cheek, he leaned down and kissed her on the mouth.
Kara couldn’t help moaning when she tasted her own secret flavor on his lips. God, why did it turn her on all over again? Why couldn’t she stop wanting him, even though she knew it would never last between them?
At last, J’orn drew away, breaking the kiss.
“So sweet,” he murmured, stroking her cheek. “I’ll never forget this, Kara.”
Then he left her, shutting the door so she could dress in privacy.
Kara pulled on her clothes quickly, feeling how sensitive her nipples and pussy were as she slid into her underwear and bra.
By the time she got out of the dressing room, J’orn was gone. Gaela was teasing Nono, asking if tasting her pussy made him want to get out of his “cage” again. But Kara barely paid them any attention—she couldn’t stop thinking of the massage—it was the most erotic experience she’d ever had and her legs still felt weak from the intense pleasure.
She also couldn’t stop thinking of J’orn. Couldn’t stop picturing him between her legs….couldn’t stop seeing the look in his eyes when he said he wanted her.
But why did thinking of the big Kindred make her want to cry?
Kara didn’t know—she just knew she wanted to get back to her room and try to get over what had just happened.
Because she knew that it could never, ever happen again.