Chapter 3
Chapter three
Mu’ol
I stood for a moment, watching the sweet young prince nuzzle my cock.
I hadn’t thought I’d enjoy sexual activity, at least not until I’d felt the beginnings of a strange bond with the human woman, Nora.
Perhaps that had opened me up to the possibilities, because I was again experiencing an intense sexual arousal.
I wasn’t sexual in the way humans were, and arousal was something I felt so infrequently that it was easy to ignore.
But the young prince was beautiful, and the way he was submitting to me had a different appeal.
He was normally a bratty, snobby, highborn young soldier — the type who resented my leadership.
I liked him on his knees, needy for me, kissing my cock through my pants.
I reached out and brushed my fingers through his silky, dark hair.
He was lovely, with a square jaw and wide, silver eyes.
And his lips were so plush and soft looking.
How would those lips silky feel against me, taking me into the warmth of his mouth?
My cock pulsed, throbbing with need now, and I reached for the straps on my pants, ready to feed him my cock.
His eagerness was palpable, an electric energy that filled the room.
I breathed in, inhaling the musky scent of our combined arousal, and smiled down at him.
He nuzzled me again, kissing me through my pants.
“I’ve never experienced an orgasm before,” I said as I drew my cock out and tapped it against his lips. They felt warm and silky. His tongue darted out and licked up a bead of fluid at the tip of my erection. “Based on Thrikteols Bhusl’ai An’T’ukka’s research, I believe I would enjoy it.”
On’nas chuckled. “My own research confirms that. You deserve to have one, sir.” He didn’t elaborate on his sexual experience, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to know. Any sexual experience he may have had would have been illegal.
I watched as he cupped the base of my cock in his supple fingers, creating a firm, delicious cage around my shaft. Okay, that felt nice. Meeting my eyes, he leaned forward, opening his mouth wide and swirling his tongue around me as he tried to swallow me whole. He was so warm, so tight around me.
“Fuck,” I growled, my hips jolting forward, pushing deeper into his mouth.
This broke protocol. This wasn’t like me at all, but still.
He was too fucking tempting, and he was willing.
I grabbed his head and my movements became instinctive and wild as I thrust forward, smiling a little as he choked on my cock.
Was it wrong of me to enjoy watching the young prince choke?
He didn’t fight me, instead he backed off for only a moment, then blew out a deep breath and took me deeper inside his throat, holding me there. Well, that was a revelation. He wanted to choke on my cock.
The tight squeeze of the narrow channel was the most pleasurable experience of my life, by far, compounded by how beautiful he looked with his lips against the hair at the base of my cock.
My eyelids felt heavy, slipping closed as an untold pleasure threatened to overwhelm me.
I threw back my head and shouted, finally understanding some of the language humans used.
Fucking. I was fucking his throat in a wild frenzy of quick thrusts.
My body knew what to do, even if my mind had been denied this pleasure for my entire life.
I recognized the building of my orgasm as a strange pressure, one that was impossible to deny, and I felt a wash of intense pleasure tingling at every nerve ending as my cock swelled and exploded down his throat.
Pumping my hips forward a few more times, I could still feel the hard shudders of my orgasm shaking me to my core, and I was still driven by instinct.
It felt like an eternity before I was back in my mind, understanding what I had done, the laws I had broken.
With a prince, nonetheless. I took a wobbly step back.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be so brutal with you,” I said.
On’nas stood, smiling and licking a stray bead of my cum off of his lips. The fluid was clear and a little milky, and he appeared to savor it.
“I know how you are, Mu’ol. And I suspected you’d be like that. I liked it. You did nothing wrong. I would have stopped you if you had.” He stepped in closer, his breath warm against my cheek as he leaned forward and gave me a human-style kiss there. “Thank you, sir.”
“Come here,” my voice was gruff, and I couldn’t stop myself from feeling what I was feeling for him.
A strange pride and ownership. He stepped in closer and I cupped my hand around his jaw, pulling his lips to mine the way I’d seen the prince do with his lovers.
A kiss, the clashing of mouths that signaled an intimate affection.
Objectively, it was a little gross, but as his tongue lashed against mine, all thoughts of objectivity fled.
He tasted salty — was that the taste of my release?
That thought only made me deepen the kiss.
On’nas made a pleased whimpering sound, pushing in close, and I realized he was still hard, still unfulfilled, and I wanted to bring him the pleasure he had brought me.
I yanked at the ties on his pants and palmed his pretty dark purple cock, stroking it gently, then more firmly as he moved in pleasure.
He was firm, hot, and alive in my hand, his need pulsing deep within his shaft.
Our kiss intensified as I followed his cues, jerking his cock with a rough, steady force that made him whimper against my lips.
He pulled away from the kiss and pleaded with me to let him come.
“You don’t need my permission to orgasm.”
“I do,” he whispered. “With this game we’re playing, I do. Please.”
“You may come,” I murmured, kissing his forehead and holding him close as his hips jerked up into my hand, warm liquid spilling over my knuckles. His soft groans of pleasure filled my ears as his release coated my hand. I smiled, pleased with myself for bringing him such joy.
“Fuck, it’s much better when it’s not your own hand,” he muttered.
“You are mine,” I said firmly, then frowned. I needed to clarify that in a less demanding way. “I would like you to act as my personal guard. To sleep in my bed and remain always by my side. For protection.”
“Protection.” He smiled a little.
“And for your lovely, insolent mouth,” I said, kissing him again. “Which I fully intend to use regularly.”
“Yes, sir.” His smile spread wider, then he paused and blinked, tilting his head. “What about Nora?”
I snorted, looking out the window and reaching for a towel to clean up my hand. “What about her? She is a human soldier with her own duties. And she isn’t even in the same region as us right now. In fact, we do not know that she plans to come back. Don’t worry about her.”
“But you worry about her.” He hesitated, but somehow I knew what he was going to say. I can feel it. But the Bhesai Ker’el couldn’t be real, could it?
My human phone buzzed, and I frowned, not bothering to close up my pants before I pulled it out of my pocket. On’nas was staring hungrily at my cock, like he wanted it back in his mouth, and I was egotistical enough to enjoy his gaze.
I frowned down at the number that showed up, one I didn’t recognize.
“Do you think this is one of those advertisement things? I cannot believe how many advertisements the humans are bombarded with.” The phone stopped ringing, then rang again.
I didn’t like this human communication technology at all, but it was what their networks supported, so I used it when I had to speak to the human government.
“They are determined, these advertisers.”
On’nas laughed. “Just answer it.” He snatched it out of my hand and hit the button on the screen.
He looked cute as he was, his pants around his hips, his shirt pushed up from where I’d been groping his chest. “The commander isn’t here right now…
” He went quiet for a moment. “Yes, of course. He’s right here.
” His voice had gone from playful to deadly serious, and he put his clothes back in order as he handed me the phone, reaching for his weapons belt and strapping it on.
Though I suspected I knew what On’nas was, I had never once seen the young soldier serious, not until this moment.
It was sexy as hell.