20 Cylene
Every ridge and curve of him presses deeper, stretching me and massaging my delicate flesh with unfamiliar effectiveness. It sends a shuddering high tearing through me. I knew after sucking him off that sex would be interesting, but I’m grasping for thoughts among the hot stars that fill my mind when his scaled cock drives into me.
Each thrust brings a little more pain and a lot more pleasure. His bumpy but smooth skin is a stimulating circus of new sensations.
He withdraws and suckles a breast as he thumbs my clit, making me tense and long to be filled with him again.
I draw him back to me and bask in the sweet ecstasy of his engorged shaft, stretching me with each deepening pump. His breathing quickens, and I know he’s getting close. My pussy clenches, and his pulse becomes palpable.
Air rushes out of Vitus’s lungs. “Fuck.”
He fights for control, and toys with my clit. When I grip him harder, and the euphoria climbs to a tremulous peak, I dig my fingers into his back. “Vitus, I—”
He thrusts hard and fast. Scales nip at my opening, preventing him from fully pulling out. The additional pressure rockets my pleasure. He takes me by a hip and buries himself to my depths until I’m certain there is no more room, then he stretches me a little more as his heat gushes into me.
His brows knit as if the release is near painful. Vitus rasps my name as he fills me again and again.
Only when he slumps and he rests his forehead to mine, do I feel the scales of his cock release me and fold back against him.
“I should’ve warned you,” he says quietly.
My legs fall limply to the bed. “It was—sexy as fuck.”
He laughs bashfully and envelopes me in his arms. “I guess they know when I mating and when we’re just playing, or you wouldn’t gotten a taste the other day.”
If this is what mating is like on his planet, I’m up for as much as I can take.
The naked sight of him for the first time has me already tense and eager for a second round. “How long do you need?”
“Again?” Vitus pants, and his cock visibly jumps. “Ready when you are.”
***
Adapting to life on Nytherali hasn’t been easy, but it’s certainly more enjoyable, knowing I am wanted where I am.
My first class of females is already picking up the defense moves we’ve worked on this week. As they practice the last deflection tactic, the door to the studio swishes open. Vitus steps inside, followed by Ihna.
I’m delighted to see her again and dismiss the class for the week. The Nytheralian women thank me on their way out. Even the one named Mynerva has elected to join. She hangs her head and greets Vitus but leaves with the others.
I hug Ihna. “How are you?”
“Good. I got my ship all ready and packed. I’m going out on my first medical relief mission next week. I just wanted to stop by and see how this big guy was treating you.” Ihna hooks a thumb over her shoulder at Vitus.
“I treat her like a queen because she deserves it,” Vitus says as if he’s mildly offended.
Ihna inspects me.
“He does,” I offer. “Truly.”
She chews a lip and then smiles. “So about this friend of yours, Vitus. How is he?”
My mate grins. “Are you ready to meet my Second?”
Ihna motions for him to lead on.
We leave the studio and climb into the elevator. Vitus slides an arm around my waist and draws me in front of him. His breath cascades down my neck in warm, feathery sheets.
“Watching you fight is such a turn-on,” he whispers.
Ihna purses her lips and looks down. She heard him. But I don’t mind. All I can think about is his rigid cock digging into my ass.
I still can’t get over the view from the spires on his homeworld, the pink lakes and deep green trees or the way their architecture looks like shiny scales dotting the landscape.
The doors open to the upper medical floors where Nytheralians recover in private rooms.
Vitus leads us around the large tower, past thirty or so doors before we end up at Rhynin’s room.
He knocks, slips inside, and cracks the door behind him. Seconds later, he pushes the door open. “He’s decent.”
Rhynin does his best to prop himself up in bed. He moves the chameleon to a nearby chair and strokes its head. Rhynin’s taken a liking to my pet.
His side is bandaged, and he braces it when he adjusts his position.
Ihna stalls in the doorway. Her confidence fades, and her face flushes. “Hello. Rhynin, is it?”
He looks up at her, then glances at Vitus and me as if there’s been a mistake. “I’m in no condition to host guests. Definitely not dignitaries.”
Ihna looks down at her white skirt suit. “Oh, I’m a medical outreach nurse. This is the formal uniform for my crew. I won the race. Did you see it?”
He gapes at her, then promptly covers his stomach with the bed sheets.
She gives me a funny look that tells me she’s flustered.
Vitus grins at Ihna. “Go talk to him.”
She eases into the room and draws another seat closer to the bed. Vitus and I stay in the doorway.
“What do you think?” I ask my mate.
Vitus draws me against him, crushing me until I can feel his girth digging into my hip. “We should go, give them some time.”
I let him lead me out of the room and to our ship, docked two floors down.
“I will monitor Ihna.”Jalut takes over guarding the room. I’ve started to pick up on his presence more and more. One day, I will sneak up on him. But it has turned into a fun game to see who can surprise who.
“Rhynin has a quirk when he’s trying to hide how he feels. Most Nytheralians do not shy away when they feel something deeply. But I know he is already interested in Ihna,” Vitus says.
“I could say the same for her about him,” I offer. “It would be nice to have a human friend on your planet.”
“She is welcome anytime, whether or not they are bonded.” He guides me into the elevator. “I just want you to be happy.”
Vitus presses me against the wall of the elevator as we descend to the dockpads and claims my lip with his in a sensual, tongue-thrusting way he knows makes me wet.
We barely make it inside the ship before he rips his uniform top over his head and unbuckles his belt. I kick my pants free, and he collects me by my hips, crushing me against the wall. I cling to his stout neck as he frees himself from his pants. His searing tip grazes my pussy, finds my opening with ease, and pushes forcefully inside.
Vitus doesn’t give my pussy time to stretch, igniting an exquisite ache that fills me with carnal longing.
He grunts and nuzzles my cheek. “There is no better feeling than being one with you. When we are together, I think of nothing else. No war, loss, or pain, only the love I have for you.”
I wiggle my hips so I slide down, further over his rigid shaft. Vitus growls, and the little clicks that resonate from his throat make me clench him hard. “You’re all I think about, too.”
He withdraws and plunges into me again and again until we are synced, and my breasts bounce in a rhythmic motion.
His mating scales open and nip into my flesh, sending a tide of sizzling lust through me. I cry out my encouragement.
As he bonds us at our deepest, the clenching shudders of delight ravage me. He kisses me as he releases.
I look into his vibrant eyes to the hunger for me, the benevolence, and the devotion that live there and realize how far I’ve come since I left Earth.
As we bask in the afterglow and struggle to catch our breath, Vitus gets an alert on his wristband.
“The lightblasts worked. Darsus reports no casualties. Ore bunker has been protected from the shadow soldiers.”
I rest my forehead to his and am glad I didn’t get what I wanted in the beginning.
“It’s all thanks to you,” he says.
I lift my head and beam at him. “No. It’s because of you. You saw in me what I didn’t think was worth saving. You caught me, and I’m so glad you did. Because this life is way better than living alone ever would have been.”
He braces my face in a large hand. “You have that wrong, my love. You are the one who saved me.”