Chapter 5 Kaitlyn
KAITLYN
Empress Shatezarra the Third was lounging on a most unusual throne—it didn’t appear to be made of any kind of metal or wood that Kaitlyn could see. Instead, it seemed to be a colorful conglomeration of pillows and cushions piled together to form a cozy nest of sorts.
In the center of it was Shatezarra the Third herself.
She had pearly skin with a rainbow sheen that seemed to change colors every time she moved.
She was wearing the same kind of corset that Kaitlyn had on, but her breasts were fully out, and her pale blue nipples were visible.
Dangling from each by a golden chain was a ruby pendant the size of Kaitlyn’s thumb.
They danced when she took a deep breath.
The top half of her outfit was interesting, but the bottom was difficult to see because, kneeling between her spread thighs was a Salimban male with pale green skin and purple spots. He was lapping her pussy industriously, as though his whole focus was on making her come.
“And who might this be?” the Empress asked as Kaitlyn and Braze reached the end of the purple and gold carpet. Kaitlyn noticed that the big Kindred went immediately to his knees beside her and waited quietly for her to speak.
“Your Majesty, this is the Kindred Ambassadress, Lady Kaitlyn of the Kindred Mother Ship and her husband, Braze,” the herald who was standing beside the throne, wearing stiff golden livery, murmured to her.
“Ah yes…and what is it they want?”
“Your Majesty, we have come to your beautiful world in the hopes of signing a trade agreement with you,” Kaitlyn said, taking a chance and speaking up.
“A trade agreement, you say? Stanlow, do stop licking so hard—you’re making it difficult for me to concentrate!” she added, looking down at the man between her thighs.
At once, he stopped lapping and began kissing instead—slow, open-mouthed kisses that were distractingly erotic, Kaitlyn thought.
“There, that’s much better.” The Empress stroked his hair affectionately. “You always serve me so beautifully with your tongue, my darling. I do believe you’re my favorite concubine.”
Her choice of words brought back what Braze had said in the shuttle and Kaitlyn felt herself getting warm all over as she pictured the big Beast Kindred “serving” her the same way the Empress was currently being served.
She wondered if Braze was thinking the same thing and then pushed the thought out of her mind—she was here on business, not pleasure she reminded herself sternly.
She had a job to do, and she was damn well going to do it!
“Now then—the trade agreement?” the Empress said, frowning.
The herald—a short, bald man with a pink leopard spot pattern on his orange skin—murmured in her ear and she nodded.
“Ah, yes. So you Kindred wish to buy or trade for some of our Love Vine—is that right?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.” Kaitlyn nodded respectfully.
“We have something like it ourselves called ‘Bonding Fruit’ but we’ve had a poor harvest, and we’re concerned about running out.
Since the Bonding Fruit is what makes intimate relationships possible between the Kindred and their mates, er, wives, we’re looking for a substitute and your Love Vine seems to be exactly what we need. ”
“Well, the Love Vine is what makes intimacy possible here on Salimba Prime, as well,” the Empress replied.
“It’s sacred to us in every way. Before I could agree to give you any of it, I would have to be certain that the relationships you hope to use it for are in line with Salimban beliefs and that your values match our own. ”
“I would like to reassure you that the Kindred are extremely devoted to their wives,” Kaitlyn said earnestly. “In fact, I doubt you could find males on any planet more committed to making their women happy—with the exception of your own lovely world, of course.”
As she spoke, Braze leaned his head against her side, playing his part perfectly. Who knew the big, stoic Beast Kindred could be so affectionate?
Determined to play her part as well, Kaitlyn looped an arm around his neck and stroked his thick, black hair just as she’d seen the other Salimban woman doing with her husband back in the antechamber. Her touch seemed to encourage the big Kindred.
“Mistress,” he rumbled and put one long arm around her waist, pulling her even closer. He pressed his face between her breasts—he was so tall this wasn’t difficult for him—and made a low rumbling sound of pure desire deep in his throat.
“Oh, Braze!” she exclaimed, not sure if she ought to try and push him away or just accept the embrace.
Again she smelled his warm, spicy masculine scent.
And, as before, the scent seemed to do things to her body—she felt her nipples getting hard and her pussy felt wet and swollen beneath the diaphanous skirt she was wearing.
It made her wish she could rip his clothes off—such as they were—and run her hands all over his smooth, dark tan skin.
There was no question of pushing him off her now—it was all she could do not to grab him! With an effort, she returned her focus to the Empress, waiting to hear what the other woman would say.
“You do seem to be a charming pair,” Shatezarra the Third remarked, watching as Braze rubbed his face between Kaitlyn’s breasts.
“Thank you, Your Majesty. Er, my husband Braze is very affectionate,” Kaitlyn said.
Both of her breasts had popped out of the tight, dark blue corset by this time and her nipples were tingling.
Kaitlyn had to fight the urge to try and shove her breasts back down into the corset—since the Empress had hers out and hadn’t made any mention of her “wardrobe malfunction” it must be allowed here.
But it was very distracting to have her Protector rubbing so blatantly against her this way—the whiskers of his beard felt both coarse and sensuous against her inner slopes and her peaks were so tight they ached.
“I see that he is—which is very pleasing to observe,” the Empress said approvingly.
“I like that you let him please you in public. So often we have visitors from other planets, and they act like it’s somehow shocking to let one’s husband or concubine give one pleasure.
” She stroked the head of her own male concubine as he continued to lick and suck her pussy in a leisurely way.
“Yes, Braze loves to, ah, give me public pleasure. I mean, pleasure in public,” Kaitlyn said, her voice coming out rather breathless. “He—oh!”
The last word ended in a gasp because Braze had sucked her right nipple into his mouth and was teasing the sensitive tip with his tongue.
Kaitlyn couldn’t help feeling a little shocked—they had never done anything sexual with each other before, and they certainly hadn’t discussed doing anything like this earlier.
But though she knew she ought to be outraged at the big Kindred for taking advantage of the situation, she found she was incredibly turned on instead.
Maybe it was his Bonding Scent, which was filling her senses with his warm, masculine spice but instead of pulling away, she pressed forward, feeding more of her breast into his hot, eager mouth.
“Yes, your husband is very accommodating and accomplished, I see,” the Empress remarked, watching their display with lazy eyes. “Mmm, I do love to watch a couple so much in love that they can’t keep their hands—or their mouths—off each other,” she added.
“Braze is…he’s…he…” Kaitlyn couldn’t find the words. Because now the big Kindred was playing with her left nipple as he sucked the right—teasing and tugging it gently and sending sparks of pleasure straight down to the place between her thighs.
“I think I should like to see more of the two of you together before I make up my mind about the trade agreement,” Empress Shatezarra the Third said. “But just to be sure, first, let me see your husband’s equipment.”
“His…er…?” Kaitlyn was still feeling dazed—and extremely aroused.
“Have him stand and let me see his equipment.” The Empress sounded slightly impatient now, which got Kaitlyn moving.
“Braze—stop!” She tugged at his hair. “Come on—you need to stop and stand up now so the Empress can look at you.”
Reluctantly, she thought, the big Kindred let her nipple slip from his lips. He rose smoothly to his feet and Kaitlyn saw that the dark maroon fabric covering his cock was tented and there was a wet spot on it where the big Beast Kindred had clearly been leaking pre-cum.
“Ahh—look at that!” The Empress leaned forward—as far as she was able with the male concubine still between her thighs. “I can see that giving you pleasure also gives him pleasure—what a jewel of a man! Well—show me his shaft.”
Kaitlyn glanced up at her Protector, uncertain how to proceed. Should she really pull the panel of fabric aside and show the Empress his cock? Would that be going too far? Then again, he had just sucked her nipples without permission, so maybe she should just go for it.
She caught Braze’s golden eyes with her own and he didn’t seem worried or upset. So, her heart beating so hard she swore she could hear it in her own ears, Kaitlyn reached for the red fabric panel.
The throne room seemed to hold its breath, the air thick with incense that smelled of amber and something sweetly floral, underscored by the musk of arousal. The only sounds were the soft, wet noises coming from the Empress’s concubine as he licked her and the frantic beating of her own heart.
She grasped the fabric, her knuckles brushing against the hard, heated flesh beneath. A jolt went through her—sharp and electric. Taking a deep breath, she drew the cloth aside.
Braze’s cock sprang free, fully erect and utterly formidable.
Kaitlyn’s breath caught in her throat. She’d seen medical diagrams of Kindred anatomy and of course, she’d seen human equipment plenty of times, but nothing in her life had prepared her for the reality of an erect Beast Kindred cock.