Chapter 26
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Only comm the captain if something is on fire
Shohari
WHEN I woke, it was with my mouth full of fuzz and my face pressed against something warm and smooth. I peeled away, leaving drool behind. As my eyes adjusted to the low lighting, I realised the something in front of me was my sweet, endearing alien. Here. In my bed.
Last night came back to me in groggy spurts. I didn’t remember everything, but I remembered enough. How close we’d come to fucking, how infuriatingly honorable he’d been. How serious we’d gotten in places.
Kheh, it was too early for that.
I circled my hips as though I was the one fucking him in this position. My clit tingled and stiffened, and I rubbed up and down his firm arse.
“Good morning, Captain,” Garrison purred, and he rolled his magnificent buttocks over my clit. “I see you’re as awake as I am.”
I slid my hand over his hip, grabbing his cock, and he gave the most delicious moan, so I stroked him with what I hoped wasn’t a too-firm grip.
“Fuck yes,” he muttered, thrusting within the circle of my hand.
As I savoured the feel of his hot length, my cunt clenched with need. Gods, I had to have him inside me again.
I gave him another stroke and squeeze, biting the thick muscle where his neck met his shoulder—rapidly becoming a favourite part of his body—and pushed away. “Convi,” I grated. “Don’t move.”
In the small convenience room, I checked in the mirror. Sure, I looked a little worse for wear, but I allowed myself a wide smile, bouncing on the balls of my feet, letting myself own this fleeting happiness.
I freshened up in a rush, stripping off my clothes as I padded back to the bed, diving under the covers and snuggling up to him.
Garrison was so warm, so soft yet firm. Why did he have to feel so damn good?
I brushed kisses over his neck and shoulders, gratified to hear his little moans. As I nibbled on his ear, I said, “Show me this position you want to try.”
“Are you sure?”
I pinned him beneath me and lowered my voice to a growl. “You got away with saying no last night. I’ve been very, very patient, but you’re either going to fuck me or get out of my bed.”
He propped himself up on one arm, eyes twinkling with desire and promise. “Is that so?”
I let the low rumble in my chest answer for me.
“Well then, Captain. I’m not getting out of this bed until I’ve shown you exactly how I want to fuck you,” Garrison said, voice all low and husky and full of potential. “You’ll have to let me be in control.” He flashed blunt teeth. “Can you cope?”
“The whole time? I like a challenge.” It would just be a different one from the continual fight for dominance among kri’ith matings. “I’ll let you, just this once, but next time, I’m going to lock you, and you’ll be mine.”
His full lips parted, and he sucked in a breath. “It’s a deal. But first, I need to apologise.”
I frowned. “Why?”
“Because in my culture, making your partner come is a matter of pride.” The muscles in his jaw flexed. “More than that, making sure someone’s first time having sex is a positive one is incredibly important. So—”
“It was not my first time having sex.” I was half mortified, half irritated, but I couldn’t hold onto either with the way he looked at me or the softness behind his words.
“Penetrative sex, then." He set his jaw, fixing me with a steady gaze. “Shohari, in human terms, I did a terrible job, and I’m sorry. I was thinking with my dick. But I’m not now.” His hips bucked against the bed. “Mostly.”
I huffed. “Foolish male. Put your human sensibilities away. It was somewhat funny. And I am sorry too. I was so excited to get your cock inside me that I didn’t think to talk about our differences.
Or about how they might cause a problem.
If you were thinking with your dick, as you say, then my head was in my cunt too. ”
He shook, almost violently, his hand covering his mouth.
“Are you laughing?” I tried to prise his hand away. “Kheh, thinking with my cunt, is that more correct? You use words so very strangely, it is no wonder I cannot use them the same way.”
He nodded, fighting back that delightful grin. “Yeah. You really put your foot in your mouth there.”
“I— what?” I rolled him over, sitting on him, too eager to argue to get distracted by his hard cock beneath me. “How can foot in mouth be okay but head in cunt is not? This does not translate, even with translation.”
“Shohari.” He put his hand over my mouth, and I nipped his fingers gently. “Ow! I’m trying to tell you that I want to try again. And I want to learn your body. And give you the first time, well, second time, you deserve.”
I did not understand the importance he placed on it, but there was no mistaking the depth of his sincerity. Deep in my chest, an unyielding part of me began to soften.
“That is very sweet, but I am kri’ith. We are not sweet.
It is not so much a big deal, as you say, for me.
” I grinned, showing all my teeth. “But I would very much like to fuck you again. Without getting locked without a plan.” I ground my throbbing cunt against the ridge of his cock, soaking his tight undershorts.
“Good.” His head dropped back. “Because I have a plan. There was a shop on Aurora Five. I bought a couple of things.”
I stilled my hips. This male was full of surprises. “Oh, was it your fault everything was sold out?”
His face softened, a smile playing around his lips. “You went too?”
“Must have been after you. We’ll play with those later. I want to try your other idea. How was it? Like a four-legged animal?” I shifted off him, moving onto my hands and knees, the position feeling very… alien.
“Wait, wait. What time do you have to be on the bridge?”
“Whenever I want.” I grabbed my wrist-comm, sat, and hailed Paiata.
“This is the captain. Set a very leisurely course for Vadias. Emphasis on very and leisurely. I will be engaged in important business today, and do not wish to be disturbed.” I flashed my teeth at Garrison over my shoulder.
“Don’t comm me unless something is on fire.
” I drank in the pride and desire in his hungry gaze.
“Are you finished giving orders, Captain? Because if we don’t have to be anywhere for a few hours, I’m going to take my time with you. Lie down. On your back.”
My instincts demanded I drive him to the bed and claim him, but as he began his detailed, reverent exploration of my body, I relaxed. It was very enjoyable, if frustrating.
He sat on my thighs, touching and kissing me all over, lingering whenever I reacted with a moan or gasp.
When he finally reached my breasts, my hips bucked in desperation.
My nipples puffed up with arousal, and he teased them with his mouth, his tongue, his teeth, till he had me writhing and gasping.
With agonising slowness, Garrison kissed his way down my stomach, shifting to lie between my legs, his hands splayed on my spread thighs. “You are so fucking beautiful, Shohari,” he murmured.
I must have looked so very different to him—kheh, female kri’ith were unusual compared to many sapients—but he didn’t make me feel different.
I shuddered as he traced my labia with gentle fingers. My clit pulsed, hard and angry at the lack of attention, and he traced the shaft with a cruelly light touch, dark eyes glittering.
He lifted his fingers off before he reached the tip. “Patience, sweetheart. I can’t wait to get my mouth round your delicious clit, but I’m taking my time.”
My low growl finished on a moan as he finally touched the dripping entrance to my cunt. I closed my eyes, ready to savour the push of his finger inside, but he pulled his hand away.
My eyes flew open.
Garrison brought his finger to his mouth and licked my juices from it in a long, languorous stroke.
The sound he made was filthy, and he croaked out a curse.
I didn’t have time to wonder if it was good or bad; he darted his head between my legs and thrust his tongue as deep into my cunt as it would go.
Sweet, blessed Kri.
His nose pressed alongside my clit, enough stimulation to tease, not enough to do more, and I lay back in a heady daze. When he sucked my curl full into his mouth, I saw stars.
The memory of trapping him yesterday intruded, and I blurted, “You don’t have to… you don’t have to touch it if you don’t like it.” My chin dipped down, my hips trying to shift up the bed. “I know I’m different.”
It was impossible to be intelligible with a mouthful of curl, but I didn’t need to understand his words. He gripped my thighs, forcing them further apart, pressing his face deeper between them, his tongue flicking and licking the writhing flesh in his mouth.
All thought receded into need. I was too close to begging, but Shohari mai Tasra didn’t beg. She took.
I grasped his head and positioned his mouth on my clit. Though his muscles trembled, he didn’t move, didn’t move his damn lips or tongue.
I jerked against him, demanding entry.
Slow words fluttered over my frantic clit, the heat of his breath making me gasp so loud I barely heard him.
“So needy.” His finger traced round my labia before sliding inside my slick cunt.
“Look how wet you are for me, how hard you are.” His long sigh of satisfaction scorched me.
“Your pretty pussy feels so good, I could play with you all day.”
My face heated, and I crushed his face to my clit again.
His neck muscles strained as he tried to pull away. “No, sweetheart. You need to tell me what you want.”
My clit bucked again, so desperate I thought I might die if he didn’t touch it. “My clit,” I half-gasped, half-snarled.
After two heavy breaths, I growled, “Please.”
Garrison hummed in pleasure, and drew me full into his mouth.
Skyk yes.
He rolled his tongue over and over the head as he sucked. And, oh, the filthy sounds he made, as though my clit was the best thing he’d ever had in his mouth.