Chapter 7 #2
"Thirty-six hours is a long time," I said, my breath ghosting over the shell of her ear. I watched her shiver, her nipples hardening beneath her uniform. My hand settled on her bare shoulder, my alien skin a stark contrast to her pale, smooth flesh. "Whatever shall we do to pass it?"
A visible shiver ran through her body, her breathing quickening as she pressed the final authorization on the console.
The system chimed, confirming our trajectory to Arec.
"One more step, and then I'm all yours," she said, her voice deliberately casual even as her thighs squeezed together involuntarily.
"All mine," I growled, spinning her chair to face me. My eyes locked onto hers, and I saw the predator reflected in her gaze. "Spread your legs," I commanded.
She obeyed instantly, uncrossing her thighs to reveal her glistening pussy, swollen and so fucking wet for me. The sight of her like this—spread open and ready—made my cock throb painfully in my pants.
"Anyone ever tell you you're bossy for a construction worker?" she teased, but her voice was breathless, her hands gripping the arms of her chair as she waited for my next move.
"I supervise a lot of... erections," I countered with a smirk, my fingers gripping her thighs to hold her open for me.
I leaned forward, inhaling deeply, the scent of her arousal mixed with the lingering traces of my cum making my mouth water.
Without warning, I licked a long, deliberate stripe from her entrance to her clit, savoring her taste on my tongue.
She whined, her hips bucking involuntarily as I teased her swollen clit.
Her hands found my head, fingers tangling in my short hair as she ground herself against my face.
I devoured her with single-minded focus, alternating between broad strokes and precise attention to her clit, feeling her thighs tremble in my grasp.
When I felt her teetering on the edge, I pulled back, earning a desperate whimper from her. I stood to my full height, my cock so hard it ached, both shafts straining against the fabric of my pants. "Turn around," I ordered, my voice rough with need. "Hands on the console."
She complied, her legs unsteady as she braced herself against the navigation console.
The star chart still glowed beneath her splayed fingers, our course to Arec a bright line cutting through the galactic display.
Her perfect ass was on full display now, and I couldn’t resist giving it a firm slap, the sound echoing through the bridge.
I freed my cock with a quick motion, both shafts standing proud and leaking blue pre-cum. She looked over her shoulder, her expression hungry as she eyed my alien anatomy. "Mmm, so good," she breathed, pushing her ass back invitingly.
I stepped forward, pressing the head of my primary shaft against her entrance, feeling her heat and wetness beckon me. "Last chance to change your mind about visiting Arec," I teased, holding myself still with effort.
"Fuck visiting Arec," she moaned, pressing back against me. "No wait, don’t fuck Arec, fuck me." She shot me a cheeky grin.
With a growl of approval, I pushed forward, sinking my primary shaft into her welcoming heat while my etoux slid along the cleft of her ass.
The sensation was overwhelming—tight, wet heat enveloping one cock while the sensitive skin of the other rubbed against her smooth flesh.
"Yes," she hissed, her back arching beautifully as she took me in. "God, yes, fill me up."
I established a rhythm, her tight heat enveloping me in the most delicious way. Her human hips looked tiny in my hands, and the size of her body made me feel huge. It was a nice confidence boost, to say the least.
The console beneath her hands beeped in protest as she accidentally pressed a button, but neither of us could stop. The slick sound of our bodies meeting filled the bridge, punctuated by her increasingly desperate moans and my deeper grunts of pleasure.
The console's edge dug into her thighs, and I knew it must be bordering on painful, but she only pushed back harder, demanding more.
I complied, one hand sliding around to find her clit while the other maintained its bruising grip on her hip.
"You feel so fucking good," I growled against her ear, bending over her smaller form.
"So tight around my cock, so eager for it.
Is this what you wanted when you me at that auction?
To be fucked by aliens on your fancy ship? "
"Yes," she admitted, voice breaking on a particularly deep thrust. "Wanted to be bad for once. Wanted—ah!—wanted to feel a big Tholkon cock inside me."
The image of Yahn's tail coiling around her waist while his cock filled her mouth flashed through my mind, and I groaned, my rhythm faltering briefly before I redoubled my efforts.
My secondary shaft slid across the smooth skin of her lower back, marking her as thoroughly as I had her thighs earlier.
"Next time," I promised, feeling the tension building at the base of my spine, "we'll both take you at once. Would you like that? Yahn's cock in your ass while I fill your cunt? Or maybe his tail in your ass while I fuck your mouth? Or do you want both of my cocks in your pussy now?"
“Both,” she whined. “All of it.”
I shifted, pulling out and pressing my etoux and my cock together. She looked impossibly small, but she lifted her hips, whimpering as I started to force my way in. Her walls clenched around me at the suggestion, her breathing becoming ragged as I coached her to relax and take all of me.
“It’s so big,” she cried out, but she was pressing her hips back, taking as much of me into her small body as she could, and it was sexy as hell.
I manipulated her clit with practiced precision, feeling her body tightening, preparing for release, waves of quivers making her body quake as she slammed her hips back into mine, gripping the console, her vocalizations becoming increasingly desperate.
"Come for me," I commanded, my voice rough with need. "Come on my cock, Leah."
She shattered with a cry that echoed through the bridge, her inner walls pulsing around me as her orgasm washed through her.
The sight of her coming undone beneath me, her body marked with my blue essence, was enough to trigger my own release.
I buried myself to the hilt, both shafts pulsing as I came—filling her with my cum until it dripped down her thighs in streaks of blue.
For several moments, we remained locked together, our harsh breathing the only sound on the bridge. The stars continued to streak by outside the viewport, indifferent to our passion. Beneath us, the console hummed with the automated processes guiding us toward Arec.
Slowly, carefully, I withdrew from her body, watching with primitive satisfaction as my blue cum leaked from her entrance, adding to the stains already marking her thighs. She straightened with a languid stretch, turning to face me with a smile that was both satisfied and mischievous.
"If that's how you approve a flight plan," she said, running her fingers through the mess on her stomach and thighs, "I can't wait to see what happens when we actually reach Arec."