Chapter 11
ELEVEN
Taron
Without a word, he carried her to their small enclosure.
He laid her down on the thick bed of leaves they had spread out.
That they would end up here hadn’t been a doubt in his mind.
When they’d laid out those leaves, he knew he would fuck her on them.
Now, he quietly peeled the suit off her body, and removed his own clothing.
She watched, eyes gleaming with appreciation and lust. Her body was long and silky, with curves that drove him crazy.
She ran her hands up the firm ripples of his abdomen.
He sucked in a breath as her hands moved over his pebbled nipples.
Ugh, it was almost too much. If he thought bedding her once would get her out of his system, he’d been dead wrong.
He wanted her more now. He’d been waiting all day to have her like this—to take off her clothes and pleasure her until she screamed his name.
“You are so beautiful,” he murmured. His fingers moved over her face reverently. He couldn’t stop his hungry gaze from devouring the vision before him. He couldn’t get enough.
She looked back at him, all soft eyes and parted lips.
If she was upset by his slip of the tongue earlier about falling in love with her, she didn’t seem disgusted by it.
He hadn’t meant to say such a thing. One problem with the translation chip was that it became too easy to speak without knowing the nuances and multiple meanings of words.
Love was a big word to humans, but it was also used casually, like, “I love puppies,” or, “I’d love a beer.” Thing was, Taron was fairly certain that he really was falling in love with Amelia.
He shut off thoughts of love and the uncertainty of their situation.
Right now was all they had. His lips descended on her breasts.
Stars, they were perfect. He worshipped them—licking, nibbling on the rosy buds.
Her breasts swelled beneath his attention.
He could smell her arousal as much as he could hear it in her shallow breaths and feel it in her racing heart.
He growled in approval when she hooked a leg over his thigh and pulled his hips down to hers.
His hard cock jumped as her pubic hair brushed his shaft.
The length of him settled into her warm crotch.
He rocked his hips, sending his shaft rubbing over her clit while his heavy balls gently bounced against her wet, swollen sex.
His tail wrapped around one thigh and pulled it out to the side, while his leg pushed out her other.
He sank deeper between her legs and wrapped his arms around her.
The feeling of her soft skin rubbing over his made him shake.
He slid a hand down and squeezed one of her perfect ass cheeks.
“Ungh,” he groaned, tipping her ass upwards and rubbing her wetness over the length of his cock.
Her breathless moans and hungry hands drove him to the edge of sanity.
Unable to wait any longer, he lifted slightly off her and repositioned.
The head of his cock prodded into her slick folds.
She spread her legs wider, inviting him in.
He plunged inside, giving her every inch of him in one deep thrust.
She tilted her head back on a gasp and clamped her legs around his waist. He felt the clench of her inner muscles as he filled her.
Her hips thrust upwards, demanding more even now.
He moved, thrusting deeply, slowly, drawing out their pleasure.
He would not be rushing tonight. There was only them, the glittering sky and that dark sea.
He brought her to ecstasy over and over, restraining himself from release only by sheer force of will. This night, he wanted her to think of nothing but the pleasure their bodies gave them.
Slowly, he increased his speed. He plunged deeper, driving her hard, knowing he was pushing her limits and feeling dangerously close to his own.
She’d come several times, but this would be for both of them.
It would shatter them both. Her fingers dug into his shoulders.
Her chest and neck were flushed. Dark hazel eyes flashed.
He gritted his teeth, thrusting like a piston.
He pumped into her, rocking her. The rhythmic roll of her breasts mesmerized him with each of his thrusts.
He knew when she began to crest. Her pussy clamped hard on him, pulsing with her building orgasm. Eyes squeezed shut and her face tightened in ecstasy. Her hips thrust toward him frantically.
“Taron!” The word ripped from her lips. Her pussy convulsed around him. He could barely look at her like this—back arched, lips wet and parted, legs spread wide so he could see himself plunging in and out of her—and not come.
A fresh rush of her moisture released from her depths, soaking his cock and making it agonizingly slick.
He drew in a shuddering breath and pounded into her.
His balls felt so full, so pressurized, he couldn’t bear it.
Taron closed his eyes, threw back his head and gave himself over to the crushing deluge of the most intense pleasure he’d ever known.
With a bellow that could be heard over the massive sea, he finally allowed himself release.
He was sure he made some other strange noises as he spent his seed. Nothing in the universe felt as good as coming inside Amelia. Nothing. No drug, no skilled sex expert, no amount of credits could even come close. Feeling this good just couldn’t be good for you.
He collapsed beside her, drawing in gasping breaths and trying to regain use of his mental faculties. Speaking was out of the question. Thinking was, well, unthinkable.
She made a purring sound and snuggled against him. His cock was still hard as a rock. It twitched at the feel of that soft, female body, but he didn’t move, yet. He couldn’t. Slowly, he turned his head and looked at her.
Amelia had a satisfied smile on her lips.
Her eyes were closed. She looked small and sweet and harmless lying there, but he knew better.
He took the moment to stare at her in incredulity.
What otherworldly power did this female wield over him?
If he believed in silly things like human sorcery, he’d say she enchanted him.
A gentle snore burbled from her mouth. Taron sighed and gathered her close, tucking her head on his chest. He pulled their clothes over them to ward off the night’s chill.
It was a while before he fell asleep. He needed the time to stare at the twisted roof of their shelter and mull over the fact that he had, for the first time in his life, fallen in love for real.
It seemed illogical. It also seemed like an unwise idea.
It figured that when he finally found a female whom he couldn’t imagine parting with, she would be from a planet she had no discernible interest in permanently leaving.