Chapter 10 Bea
I want all the strings, tied to my heart, and my balls
I wake to warm large hands on my ass and only momentarily forget where I am, before every incredible memory from the night before reminds me about my fuck fest with Zaxon and falling asleep in his bed.
It really was amazing sex. I mean I thought tail sex had ruined me for all future men, but ridding Zaxon’s cock topped it. He’s going to be insufferable now.
“Good morning, Starfish.” Zaxon’s voice is gravely and filled with sleep but still playful and I can hear the smile in his voice.
“Morning,” I say groggily, whipping the sleep from my eyes.
When I open them, I once again notice the dangling stars overhead. I can’t see them clearly, but they look three dimensional as they slowly rotate from an invisible string. Mental note: ask about the stars, they look intentionally arranged.
I press against Zaxon’s chest to sit up and look him over.
He’s also a little blurry since I’m not wearing my glasses but he’s close enough I can see him more clearly than the stars.
His wings are all askew under us and strands of his black hair are tangled around his horns in a way that makes him appear boyish.
The pleased grin on his granite face only adding to it.
“How do you feel?” he asks running a careful hand over my butt and back, not so much inspecting for something wrong, but just touching because he can.
“Well fucked, and a little sore, but in a good way.”
“Good.” Zaxon presses a kiss to my nose and squeezes one ass cheek. “Would you like some coffee?”
“Yes, that would be wonderful. I think you fucked all the calories out of my body.”
“No, just the grumpy. Remember? You’re not going to say no to me anymore.”
“Mmm,” I make a noncommittal noise because I will probably say no to him again. Maybe not when it comes to anything sexual but everything else.
“You just wait and see,” he promises as he slides out of bed.
His wings twitch and shake before he stretches them wide like a person would their arms first thing in the morning.
A naked Zaxon with morning wood stretching every part of him wide is a glorious sight indeed.
I grab my glasses and quickly slip them on so I can watch with twenty-twenty vision, instead of blurry underwater vision.
I bite my lip to keep from asking him to do it again and just watch as he saunters over to the small kitchen and begins brewing us some coffee.
“You know I still have work to do?” I call to him as he readies two large mugs, taking a bottle of creamer from the fridge and a container of sugar from a cupboard.
“Of course. I do believe we still haven’t checked the pool areas. Perhaps we could test the lounge chairs and swim up bar?”
“And get Mai Tais?” I ask far too eagerly. It’s like this male knows what I’m thinking now that he’s had every part of him inside me.
And I’m just realizing that this sexy as sin gargoyle has fucked me with every part of him.
How interesting. I’ve had guys in the past that barely took the time to stick their dick in and Zaxon has made me come with his tongue, fingers, tail and cock.
So many possibilities and I’m willing to try them all with him.
I wonder if he will want to continue whatever this is when my assignment is over and I’m no longer staying at the resort.
Has he done this with many guests? Is it like, his thing?
Seduce female guests, fuck their brains out and ruin them for every male ever, then wave goodbye as they leave to return home to their lives?
“Have you ever…” My words trail off as my bravado fails me.
Do I care if he does it all the time? Does it matter?
Yes I do, and yes it does. Because I find I want to see him beyond the end of this week and if he doesn’t want the same, then I’m going to have to nip this in the butt right now.
Getting more deeply involved with him will only make it worse in the end.
“Have I what?” he asks, his hands stilling in his coffee preparation, all his attention directed right at me.
Sitting up in the bed I hold the sheet in front of me like a shield.
“Have you ever done something like this with a guest in the past?” I manage to get all the words out without sounding completely pathetic.
Zaxon drops the spoon he was using to put sugar in a cup, and it clangs to the counter noisily. In a few large strides he makes it back to the bed and drops down next to me, cradling my face so I can’t look away.
“I have never gotten involved with any guest. You’re special Bea.
From the moment I saw you I knew there was something about you I couldn’t ignore.
I didn’t sleep with you because I wanted a quick stringless fling.
I want all the strings, tied to my heart, and my balls, in a bow with you holding the ends. ”
Well shit. No one has ever spoken to me like that before or told me so fervently how they felt. I should probably say something to reciprocate so he knows I don’t just want a fling either. But what comes out of my mouth is far less eloquent.
“Oh, okay.”
Really that’s all I can come up with? I’m seriously pathetic right now. I shake away the stupid_or at least try_to say something more meaningful.
“I want strings too.”
“Good. Then how about for the rest of your assignment here you stay in my place? In my bed, with me. Naked every night. And maybe even some nights after?”
“That sounds nice.” I give him a small smile and realize that I think he did fuck the grumpy out of me.
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So far, everything Zaxon has asked me today, I’ve said yes to.
I can’t believe he actually managed it, but I wanted to do everything he asked.
Go to the pool? Yes. No sand anywhere near my butt crack.
Lay in the indirect sun on a cushioned lounger?
Yes. Float around on a donut tube while being guided to the swim up bar by a hot gargoyle in the world’s most distracting swim trunks?
Fuck yes. And finally, do I want a Mai Tai? Need I say more?
Although I do feel guilty only inspecting the pool and pool bar.
Well, there are the restrooms and showers, and the pool area isn’t exactly small.
There’s a short lazy river that circles on the opposite side of the pool area.
Then kidney bean shaped pool and the swim up bar on one end near the man-made waterfall.
I’m just being thorough inspecting the pool from within.
I have to make sure all areas are safe after all.
“This Mai Tai is perfect. You are an excellent mixologist, Serena.”
“Why thank you,” Serena preens and smiles back at me, her diamond eyes shifting between me and the giant gargoyle at my side.
“So how did you two meet, again?” she asks, quirking a brow at Zaxon.
“He was assigned to be my babysitter by Antoinette,” I blurt, the Mai Tai making my tongue far looser than I prefer. Hm, maybe I should ease up on the fancy umbrella drinks. Nah.
Serena giggles and Zaxon pulls me closer by my floatie making sure I don’t drift off and drown myself under the waterfall.
“Antoinette huh?”
“Yeah. Bea’s inspecting the property and I was assigned to escort her around.”
“And you escorted her right into your lap?”
I look up from my hurricane glass to see that I am, indeed, basically in Zaxon’s lap, the inflated donut tube sandwiched between us. I can even feel his thunder thighs and tail brushing against my ass under the water.
“I like being in your lap,” I loud whisper to Zaxon.
“And I like you being there, Starfish.”
“Well, don’t let me interrupt then.” Serena smiles at us and goes to assist another guest, when a giant green orc flanks my side not occupied by Zaxon.
“Zax. Didn’t expect to see you here. And who might this lovely morsel be?” The orc grins down at me, the gold ring on his tusk glinting in the sun.
“Torgan this is Bea, the woman I told you about.”
“This is the cute inspector you were assisting?” Dark green eyebrows raise and his black eyes gleam with interest. Apparently, Zaxon has been talking about me to his buddies. I guess I should be flattered.
“Bea this is Torgan, my loud-mouthed best friend and coworker. He’s been making sure my shifts were covered while I’m working with you. Not sure why he’s in the pool right now though.”
“It’s my day off,” Torgan complains, holding his hands out at his sides. He’s so tall his knuckles barely brush the surface of the water. Damn, I think he’s as tall as Zaxon.
Torgan sits on the underwater stool at the bar and turns his attention to Serena behind the bar, completely ignoring Zaxon’s chuckle.
“You’re only here because Serena is here,” he says pulling me closer when I drift in my tube.
“Maybe, what of it? You’re only here because Bea is here. Or am I wrong?”
“You are not wrong,” I announce. “This was what I wanted to do today.” I reach for my straw with my tongue, haphazardly pulling it into my mouth for another drink. The straw makes a loud slurping noise in the empty bottom of my cup. “Aw dang, my drink is all gone.”
“I’ll get you another one.”
Before I can even thank Torgan, he’s waving down Serena and smiling like a lovesick puppy when she walks over. The smooth iridescent white scales on her face shift on her cheeks in a manner similar to blushing. Oh, I see what’s happening here.
“Torgan, you’re looking well today. What can I get you?” Serena asks a little sweeter than when she asked what drink I wanted.
“Hi Serena, you look beautiful, as usual.”
Serena’s cheeks shimmer again, but she cocks a hip and gives him a look that says I admire your flirting but I’m working.
“Can I get another drink for my new friend here a…?”
“Mai Tai,” I offer filling in my drink order.
“And I will take one as well. Zax, you want anything?”
“Iced tea,” Zaxon answers to a frowning Torgan.
“Really? Not even a Long Island iced tea? I thought we were relaxing here?” Torgan grumbles, obviously downtrodden at Zaxon’s drink of choice and lack of relaxing.
I giggle internally, or was it out loud? He’s basically made of stone, I don’t think he can physically relax, especially if the hardness rubbing against my ass is any indication. I wiggle trying to get closer but am hindered by my innertube. Damnit. Maybe if I could just…
I try to reposition myself and shift to somehow get into Zaxon’s lap and gyrate a little too animatedly which sends me toppling over the edge of my donut.
My empty glass goes flying, as do I, and for the third time this week, I go ass over tits and face first in a downward trajectory.
This time however I make contact and fall into the water choking down a mouthful before I can seal my lips and come up sputtering.
The water may only reach Zaxon and Torgan’s waist, but it hits me mid ribs. At least I can stand without drowning myself.
“And this is why plain iced tea,” Zaxon chuckles and scoops me up by the waist setting me in his lap, right where I wanted to be in the first place.
“Fine, plain iced tea for the responsible adult,” Torgan orders our drinks, and I can hear him talking in lower tones to Serena but am too preoccupied by Zaxon fussing over readjusting my glasses and unsticking my hair from my face.
“I’m not sure if you should have another Mai Tai, Starfish.”
“Nonsense, I’m fine. I just wiggled when I should have waggled. I was trying to get in your lap, so I’d say I was successful in my endeavors.”
Zaxon’s smile is knowing and wicked and he presses a tender kiss to my neck, while readjusting me on his lap, placing me right on top of his bulging cock. He really is made of stone, everywhere.
I give him a knowing look in return and his eyes drift down to my very exposed breasts in my sunshine yellow bikini.
“What do you expect of me when you wear something like that, then tell me you want to sit on my lap?”
“You two are awfully cozy with one another.” Torgan’s voice pulls my attention from Zaxon, sort of. There’s no way I can ignore the rock under my ass, but I can pretend. “So, what’s going on here between you two? Thought you were working?”
“We were, but sometimes things happen. Good things.”
Zaxon’s arm tightens around my waist, and he lightly nuzzles into my wet hair, a strangely comforting gesture I’ve never experienced before.
“I think all the Mai Tai’s and pool water are making you far more agreeable today.”
“I am not agreeable,” I argue. “I’ll still say no to you. Some time, in the future.”
“Sure, you will Starfish.”
“I am loving what’s going on here between you two. This is great. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen Zaxon interested in anyone.”
Torgan’s tusky grin is about as annoying as Zaxon’s, and yet I find I can’t be completely annoyed with all the Mai Tai swirling in my body.
“So Torgan, tell me something embarrassing about Zaxon.”
Zaxon shakes with silent laughter behind me, the motion causing some delicious friction down below. I wiggle a little and his laughing stops but is replaced with a wandering hand sliding around my thigh and higher between, teasing at touching but not touching. Damn him.
“Oh, if you want embarrassing, I have stories for you.”
Torgan remains with us for a few hours telling funny stories about him and Zaxon while intermittently flirting with Serena as much as possible. It’s the most fun afternoon I’ve had in a long time. And the only time I tell Zaxon no, is when he tries to get me to leave the pool.