Chapter 8 Cix
Chapter eight
Cix
When I woke, Mia and T’ukka were gone, but Axel was still in bed with me, and I was sprawled across his chest, which seemed a little odd.
Maybe it was because he was warm. My world was warmer than either Aunga’ri or Earth, and I’d been constantly cold for as long as I remembered.
Cold enough that I was used to it. But these big men had heated my body in more ways than one.
Axel’s arm was around my waist, his left hand roving idly up and down my back as he flipped through a device with his right.
And my tail was embarrassingly curled around his upper thigh, right against his balls and his dick, which was semi-soft.
He noticed I was awake and set the device down, stretching sexily in my arms. “You feeling better?” he asked, squeezing my ass and pulling me closer.
“Better?”
“Mia is going to see her brother, who has been ill, and T’ukka went with her.
I didn’t want you to wake alone.” He frowned down at me.
“I worried that having her out of the room might give you a setback in your healing,” he said.
He lifted a hand to my forehead. “You don’t feel hot, I don’t think. A little, maybe?”
“Vul temperatures are a little higher than humans. I don’t have a fever. I like how warm your body is against mine, though.”
“All right, that’s good.” He grinned big, then leaned forward and brushed his lips against mine, cupping my jaw.
I liked this human custom of kissing. It sounded weird, but it sent tingles of pleasure all over my body, and when I moaned softly, Axel deepened the kiss.
“I’m supposed to be pissed off, still,” he murmured against my lips.
“And instead?”
“Instead, I covet your cute little body.” He stroked his hand over my chest, down to my stomach.
I could feel myself hardening as he spoke, and I pushed against him, whimpering with need.
I shouldn’t want him. The tail assured I was bound to Mia and Mia alone, and our people did not engage in this kind of relationship.
But he pushed me onto my back, and I let him.
He crawled slowly over my body, kissing his way down my stomach, until he was straddling my face, his big dick dangling in my face.
And his mouth and hands were on my cocks, stroking, cupping, sucking.
Oh gods, the sucking. I hadn’t meant to allow that, but it felt so damn good.
It seemed strange that he wanted his mouth on my body, but the humans were strange about pleasure.
He was kissing my shaft and balls, swirling his tongue around me in the most delightful ways.
And I had to admit that perhaps they knew more than my people about how to please their lovers.
His cock dripped a bead of fluid onto my face, and I realized he was rock hard, pulsing.
He was aroused by sucking on me. I traced a hand over the flat plains of his stomach, then lower.
Touching another cock was something I’d never desired before, but now, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad.
I cupped his balls and squeezed, then stroked a hand down his shaft, and my touch brought forth a bead of pre-cum.
I tentatively licked it up, suddenly wondering how he tasted.
His mouth was voracious on my cocks, as if he found me delicious, and the sensation was alarmingly wonderful.
His lips were soft and wet, slipping over me, and then there was a pull as he applied suction, making my hips jolt up.
He brought me in further, to where I felt the back of his throat close around me, and I almost came.
And I wanted that for him. He was my captor, but he was something more, wasn’t he?
I opened my mouth and invited him in, relishing the sweet moan he made as I wrapped my lips around the thickness of his shaft.
There was no way to fit all of him inside my mouth.
I was too small, but from the way he rolled his hips and sucked me harder, I figured he must not mind.
We rolled onto our sides, feasting on each other, and he laughed when my tail lashed around his shoulders, holding him in place.
I let my hands roam over the rounded muscles of his ass, down his thighs.
He pulled away for a moment and looked down at me.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous with my dick in your mouth.
” He ran a gentle hand through my hair, then firmly held me like that, fucking a few long strokes with his hips, until his cock forced its way against the back of my throat.
I realized how taboo what I was doing, sucking a human male’s cock, and that sent a thrill through my body.
He was throbbing and alive in my mouth, moaning in pleasure as I mimicked the things he had been doing to me.
I wanted to taste his cum. He lifted his head again, stroking both of my cocks together with his hand, the way I might while masturbating.
“I can’t believe you have two dicks to play with.” He kissed my cock, swirling his tongue around the head. Technically, it was all one appendage, but the shidá, which was smaller and jutted out above my penis, was purely for pleasure. “Do you like them pleasured separately, or together?”
“The shidá has more nerve endings in it, but it is all pleasurable,” I said, pulling away from his cock. “Surprisingly so.”
“Okay, put your mouth back on my sexual organ,” Axel said, laughing, and he went back to sucking on mine.
Fuck, it was so damn good. I hadn’t realized that I could take pleasure from others once I had bonded to my intended mate, but here I was, doing this human sexual thing, which really shouldn’t be pleasant at all, but it was.
I pushed deeper, inexplicably desperate to take as much of him as possible into my mouth, groaning in unexpected pleasure when I felt the tip of his cock hit the back of my throat.
He had his mouth entirely wrapped around my shidá while his hand pumped my cock in a sensual rhythm, and I didn’t think I could hold on for much longer.
I whimpered, writhing under him, swirling my tongue around him, and trying to suck him as well as he was sucking me.
He came with a shout, his ejaculate pooling on my tongue. “Swallow it,” Axel growled, and with a gulp, I did, and then I licked him clean for good measure, because fuck, human cum was delicious. I sucked on him for another moment, suddenly eager.
“Do you have more?” I asked as he pulled away with a groan.
Axel laughed, shaking his head, and lowered his lips to my cock again, sucking me with a wild, arousing enthusiasm now that he had come.
He wanted to milk me dry, and his hands and mouth on me were doing just that, stroking my length, cupping my balls, and sucking.
He was holding my ass tightly, and I almost wanted a finger inside me, like T’ukka had been teasing at the other day.
I whimpered as my cock swelled as an orgasm shook my entire body.
He moaned and kept sucking, like he wanted to suck every drop of cum out of my balls.
My body shook against him as he drove two fingers inside me, finding a deep spot somewhere that made me come again.
I screamed, bucking in his hands, and he pulled away with that damn smug grin of his.
“You belong to me now. Are we clear?” he asked.
“Yes, Sir,” I whispered, not even sure why I was complying. He crawled like a panther over my body, coming to straddle my hips, and he kissed my lips. I could taste myself on him, and I liked it.
“Mia and T’ukka, Axel and Cix. We are one, understood?” he asked. “But you belong to me.”
I shuddered beneath him again, wrapping my arms around his neck, my tail around his waist, as we kissed. “What does that mean?”
“I decide who you fuck, when you fuck. I control access to your body, and you worship my fucking dick,” he murmured. “Last night, when T’ukka and Mia were kissing, you would have been worshiping your master, too.”
“Are they like that?”
“No, but they have a special bond. They love each other very much. And I love them more than anything.”
“And you could love me very much?” I whispered, my heart leaping to my throat.
He laughed. “Maybe if you let me in your ass, little one.”
“The world is about to end, and you’re worried about fucking my ass,” I muttered.
“The world is always about to end. We might as well have our fun before we go into battle, don’t you think?”