Page 32 of Stowaway to the Stars: A Duet
FUCK FUCK FUCK.
It was the most Darcy had taken in her cunt at once, and she bit her lip to keep from sobbing out loud. Thankfully, he paused to give her time to adjust before he began his merciless fucking.
TWO FUCKING COCKS. IN HER PUSSY. AT THE SAME TIME.
Her eyes rolled in the back of her head, and she bounced along with his rhythm. She was definitely going to be sore later, but none of that mattered. She was too busy being fucked into a new dimension to give a shit.
“Yes…” He groaned. “This pussy is mine. Mine to play with. Mine to FUCK whenever I want. Do you understand?” He slowed his thrusting to pull her tight against him. His large hand snaked around her to wrap around her throat. He gave a gentle squeeze. “You may think you’re in charge, but deep down youknow the truth. You belong to ME.” He let her go and picked up the pace with his thrusts once more.
Darcy couldn’t argue, couldn’t deny. Outside the bedroom, she may be large and in charge, but in here? A-rec was her master.
“Yes, take my cocks like a good little Mate. Do you like both of them in your cunt? Good, get used to it.” He pushed deep inside her, grabbing hold of her hips for leverage. “Now, I’m going to fill your pussy up with all my cum, and you’re just going to take it. Do you understand?”
She whimpered, unable to form words.
Her legs shook as she felt him cum deep inside her. It was the most she had ever taken in one hole, and she was quickly filling up. She could feel it start to leak out and drip down her thighs. But he wasn’t done with her just yet. He leaned forward and brought his fingers to her clit, massaging in a circle as he emptied himself inside her.
Finally. Finally, Darcy was pushed over the edge.
She cried out and bounced herself backwards on his cumming cocks as she came, opening herself up to all he had to offer. When she was finished, she fell backwards into his arms.
He wrapped his arms tightly around her and pulled her close against his chest. Her legs were still shaking and like jello. If it wasn’t for him, she probably would have fallen on the ground and couldn’t get up, like those old ladies in the commercial back home.
“Shh,” he soothed her wet hair from her face. “You did good, my Mate. So, so good.”
Her stomach fluttered at the praise. “You’re not so bad yourself.” She replied, unable to bite back her snarky remark.
He chuckled, and she felt the vibration of it against her back. “Let’s get you washed up. It’s late and you need rest.”
She couldn’t argue with that. Instead, she nodded. She could barely hold herself up and, by God, she was SORE.
“Rest sounds nice.” She agreed.
Chapter 7
Darcystared at the ceiling tiles above her, unable to sleep in the dark room. A-rec’s arm rested around her waist, holding her close against him. She had intended to fall asleep alongside him, but it never happened. Hours had passed with him snoring peacefully at her side. She willed herself to GO TO SLEEP. She closed her eyes, tried daydreaming inside her head, even tried counting sheep, but nothing came of it. She was still wide awake and very sore.
She sighed and carefully removed his arm from around her so that she could sit up. The floor was cool on the bare skin of her feet. When it was clear A-rec was not going to be waking up with her, she stood and began pacing the room.
This was not right. None of this was right. And no one was listening to her.
A-rec, God bless his sweet soul, was kind and understanding, but he was stupid when it came to human women. Well, stupid when it came to their THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS. He was pretty smart when it came to their sexual anatomy, she had to admit.
She glanced between him and the door. This was stupid. An impulsive move that could get her, and by default, A-rec into a lot of trouble. She should lie back in bed and force herself to go to sleep. She’d be thankful she did in the morning. This was mad, insane even. What good could this bring?
Fuck it. If no one was going to listen to her, she’d do it herself.
She grabbed the giant bathrobe that hung on a hook near the bathroom doorway. It belonged to A-rec, so it fell down passed her feet and drug along the floor. Whatever. It was better than doing this naked, and she did not feel like getting dressed right now.
The door to their dorm room opened with a whir, and she quickly glanced back at the bed to make sure it hadn’t woken A-rec. It was only when he let out a loud snore that Darcy felt it was safe to continue.
The hallway was empty. Of course it was. It was in the middle of the sleeping hours. While there was no night and day here like there was on planet Earth (on HOME), there were still assigned hours to sleep and be awake. Actually, there were assigned hours for everything. It felt so…strange to not live by the sun. Darcy hadn’t realized how much her body relied on it for important signals and cues until it was gone.
Everything was so different here. Not just the schedules… but the air itself tasted different, sterile. And the temperature never changed. There was no wind. It was like being in a box, in a cage… And in a way, she kind of was.
She hugged the robe tightly around her, carrying it carefully in one hand like a gown, so she wouldn’t trip over her own feet. Knowing her luck, she’d trip and hit a wall or something and trigger some crazy ass alarm, and everyone would come running. That was the exact opposite of what she needed right now.
The hallway was silent, but not entirely. All around her was the strange vibrating sound of the ship’s engines. She could not only hear it, but feel it on her feet… She supposed it was easier to get used to, or perhaps ignore, when there was one person around. There was no one around, and it seemed like she was even farther away from Earth than ever before.
