18. Chapter 18
Chapter 18
Vatok
I hold Julie in my arms, pressing against her back with my chest. Part of me doesn't like how I have to be careful so I won't crush her with my weight. I just want to hold her closer, tighter.
There has to be something wrong with me. I can usually keep my calm and cool whatever happens. But when she's involved, I can't control myself.
My cock twitches. "I want you, my mate."
"Yes, we've been talking about that for longer than a minute, big guy."
I push my tip into her tight pussy. I never understand how she's able to take my cock into her when she's more than a few sizes smaller than me. But I'm not going to question a thing when she moans and arches her back for more.
Her slick walls grip me. Every muscle in my body clenches in response, the pleasure threatening to overwhelm me the moment I plunge into her tight heat.
She shudders. Did I go too fast for her? My cock twitches, getting even harder. It almost hurt. I feel like an animal and I need to do something to get the steam off me, otherwise...
I suck in a breath, trying to calm my nerves. Even though my own lust is torture, I don't want to hurt her, especially with that tight pussy.
"Are you all right?" I mutter, fighting to keep my voice steady. The concern is genuine, but the trembling of my limbs betrays my restraint as I slide deeper.
"Yes..." Julie gasps, her nails digging into the bed. "Don't stop."
And so I don't. My hips rock in a steady rhythm, each powerful thrust eliciting breathless moans from both of us. I take my time, enough how her body squeezes my cock, milking me, giving me more and more pleasure.
I can't get enough of her. I want to claim her, possess her, make her mine completely. Maybe I should have understood that earlier and asked her about our relationship like an actual male. At least she didn't mind when I was strict with myself and not the best with words.
Not like her, who's a natural with her words.
"Julie... you are incredible." I nibble on her shoulder. I slide my hands to her boobs, squeezing her, enjoying the softness.
She wriggles, trying to get more from me. "Faster."
"How's this?" My cock jerks deep inside her, spurred on by her needy pleas.
"Mmm, yes!" A moan escapes Julie as I pick up speed. My thrusts become more aggressive and so do her moans, sounding unbearable. "I'm glad we're here again."
"With you pinned under my body? Yes, I'm glad too. And I can say that I'm satisfied with the food you've prepared for me."
She laughs and the vibration from her chest gets to me, warming me up, and making me thrust even harder into her. I can't stop. I have to keep going. This isn't the first time we have sex together, but this burns me with another sense of urgency.
Julie's laughter morphs into a deep moan as I thrust harder, my hips slapping against her soft flesh. Her body trembles beneath me, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. "Vatok... you're amazing," she manages to tease between moans.
"Only for you, my mate," I growl, leaning down to nip at her earlobe. Her scent envelops me, a sweet, intoxicating aroma that drives me wild. I can feel her heart racing, her pulse quickening as I continue to plunge into her depths.
She reaches back, her fingers tangling in my hair, pulling me closer. "More," she demands, her voice a breathy whisper. "I want all of you, Vatok."
I oblige, my hands roaming over her body, exploring every curve, every sensitive spot. I feel her boobs, my thumbs circling her hardened nipples, drawing out a gasp from deep within her. My lower hands grip her ass, steadying her as I pick up speed, our bodies moving in sync like a well-rehearsed dance.
Her walls clench around me, her body responding to my every touch, my every thrust. Pleasure surges through me, threatening to consume me, but I hold back, wanting to prolong this moment for as long as possible.
"You feel so good," she moans, her body writhing beneath me. "I can't get enough of you. I've missed this... missed us."
"We're together now. And I intend to make up for the lost time."
She shivers at my touch, her skin breaking out in goosebumps. "Is that a promise?" She teases, looking back at me with a playful smile.
"A solemn vow," I reply, my voice serious despite the smirk tugging at my lips. I slow down my thrusts, drawing out a groan from her.
"Vatok..." she warns, her voice laced with need. "Don't tease me."
"But you love it when I do."
"Maybe I do. But right now, I just want you to fuck me like you mean it."
I growl at her demand, my hands tightening on her hips. "With pleasure."
I increase my pace, my cock slamming into her with renewed vigor. Her moans grow louder, more insistent, filling the room. I lean over her, my chest pressing against her back, my lips finding the sensitive spot on her neck. I nibble, marking her as mine, while she shudders beneath me.
"Yes, yes, yes!" she chants, her body coiling with tension as she nears her climax. I can feel her getting closer, her inner walls fluttering around me, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
I reach around, my fingers finding her clit and circling it. She cries out, her body shudders as her orgasm crashes over her. Her pussy clenches around me, squeezing me so hard that it is tempting to just fill her up.
"Julie..."
She laughs despite still panting. "You can fill me up if you want."
"Yes, I want that. Have to make you my mate."
"Do it! I want you! Be my mate and never leave me."
She makes me a monster. I thrust deep into her one last time, my cock pulsing as I fill her with my cum. "Yes, mine."
She moans again, her tight pussy squeezing at me. I pinch her nipples and rub her clit, all while I can still hold her throat. She's going to moan that it's unfair to have more hands than her, but she knows she loves this.
"Vatok...! Who would have guessed... I think you know how to use those hands a bit too well."
"I sure do. I'm a kot'oll, after all."
We collapse onto the bed together, our bodies still entwined, our breaths mingling as we come down from our shared high. I hold her close, my arms wrapped tightly around her, never wanting to let her go.
She turns her head to look at me, her eyes soft and content. "That was... wow."
I chuckle, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips. "Agreed."
We lie there for a moment, basking in the afterglow, our bodies still pressed together. Eventually, Julie shifts, turning to face me fully. Her fingers trace my chest, her eyes never leaving mine.
"You know, I never thought we'd end up here," she admits, a soft smile playing on her lips. "But I'm glad we did."
I capture her hand in mine, bringing it to my lips to kiss her fingertips. "As am I."
She grins, a playful spark in her eyes. "Right, just as a reminder. While I said you should never leave me, I don't mean physically every single second, so much so you can't even work your own job."
A stream of heat reaches my cheek. "I get it now. You don't have to repeat that. And I know that you can hold your own in the bar."
She nods as her grin grows even wider. I love that. If letting her tease me means that I can see that smile, I don't mind her poking at me a bit more.
She says, "So, what now, Officer?"
I can't help but smile back at her, my body still throbbing with the remnants of our shared pleasure. "Now, we enjoy this moment, and then... We see where we end up."
Julie's eyes sparkle with mischief. "Oh, you mean like more mind-blowing sex?"
I chuckle, capturing her hand and bringing it to my lips again. "That's certainly part of it. But I also mean exploring who we are together, beyond just the chaos of our lives. It's not just about the wild nights. It's about building something real."
Julie's lips curl into a smile, and she leans in to press a soft kiss to my mouth. "I want that too. I want to know the real you, not just the tough, stoic officer who walks into my bar."
I cup her face in my hands, feeling a surge of emotion that I can't quite name. "We'll build our relationship together, one step at a time. No rules, no expectations—just us."
She laughs, a sound that warms my heart. "No rules? That's going to be a challenge for you."
I feign offense, raising an eyebrow. "Are you doubting my ability to adapt, Ms. Bartender?"
Her laughter grows, and she rolls on top of me, straddling my hips. "Oh, I have no doubt about your adaptability, Mr. Four-Arms."
I can't help but chuckle at her playful jab. "Well, Ms. Bartender, I guess you'll just have to wait and see how adaptable I can be."
"I look forward to it, Vatok. I really do."
Her lips find mine again, this time in a deeper, more passionate kiss. I let my hands explore her back, her sides, her thighs, appreciating every curve, every line of her body.
As we pull away, breathless and grinning, a sense of contentment wash over me. This is what I've been missing—not just the physical intimacy, but the emotional connection, the playful banter, the shared laughter.