Page 118 of Exiles on Earth
She pulls my head closer in a wordless signal, and I circle her rigid nipple with my tongue. Fabric floats around us, unwinding like my self-control. Now that I have her in my arms, I cannot wait a moment longer to taste every inch of her.
“Touch me,” she begs, but she doesn’t have to plead with me. I skim my knuckles between her hips, over her secret region and she grinds against me, arching back and gasping. “Yes.”
My scales soften entirely, dropping all my defenses. I’m so sensitized every brush of her breath sends a ripple across my skin, my lips tingling as I kiss and mouth the heaving swell of her breast. I slide one arm around her back, the other knuckling her secret lips, pulsing heat building between us. Her strong palms cradle my head, keeping me supported even as the room spins around us.
With a moan which plays along my scales, she whispers, “Help me get naked.”
She doesn’t need to ask twice. I tear the remaining fabric free with one hand, tossing it to float away. She nuzzles closer as I feel my way around her strong body, my eyes half-lidded as I focus on the sensations of my palm smoothing my mate’s warm, soft skin, all the way down to the curls over her parting.
Her breath burns against my chest. “Right there. My pussy.”
“Pussy,” I repeat, stroking the lips surrounding her secret depths. I send one exploratory finger, watching for her reaction, and it easily slides inside her silky folds. She’s so wet.
She mewls, eyelids fluttering. “Yes. Touch me there.”
Gravity slowly increases, the luxury craft not wanting to shock its passengers with a sudden change. My feet settle onto the floor as I hold her raised in front of me. One arm supports her gradually increasing weight, while the other explores her pussy.
I let go of her back and she lets out a squeal, clinging onto my shoulders.
“You're weightless,” I reassure her. “You won't fall. I'd never let you.”
Her breaths quickly turn into a moan as she gets heavier, her soaking pussy almost sucking my fingers in as she sinks onto my hand. She writhes, helpless to do anything as her pussy takes more and more weight. I add another finger, pressing against her walls, stretching her.
"More," she gasps, her eyes half lidded with arousal. Not a demand, never an order from El-len, just two beings expressing their mutual needs.
"Yes.” I tear open my pants one handed while keeping her balanced on my fingers, and my cocks thrust upward, finally freed. The ridges of my bottom cock flare, pulsing, the top one reaching for her as if she’s my lifeline.
She clings to my chest to stay balanced in the half gravity, herleg pressing against my cocks. “I saw them before, and I can feel them now… they’re huge.”
“As I said, we don’t have to?—”
She interrupts me with a kiss. “I want to, Ilia. Let’s do this together.”
A wave of love crashes into me. Sliding my two fingers deeper inside her, I press her clit with the palm of my hand and she grinds into me. I slide in another finger, then another, relishing the small gasps as each one stretches and tests her.
“How’s that?” I whisper in her ear.
“So good,” she moans, eyes dark as she meets my gaze. “I want to be one with you, form this mating bond with you.”
I nearly come undone. Hands shaking, I remove my fingers from her to grab my CNULG tin, pulling a ball out and mashing it quicker than I’ve ever done it before. As I slide the rubber into place on my thicker lower cock, El-len squirms deliciously in anticipation, her eyes flickering with determination as I reach for her again.
Pressing kisses to her collarbone, I position her to hover above my larger cock, her welcome warmth surrounding me. Gravity increases again, helping her slide down and envelop the head of my cock in a tight silky pressure I’ve never felt before, and my eyelids flutter as pleasure sears through me.
She gasps, arms tightening around my shoulders, and I go still. My instincts clamor, begging me to claim her, make her mine, mate with her fully and finally. To sink my cock deep into her, ravish her with pleasure until she moans my name. Primal urges which I had buried for so long under duty rise up, demanding I let loose at last.
I hold myself back. I have to bring my mate with me, make sure she’s feeling the same.
Rather than have gravity dictate how much of me enters her, I move to lay her flat on the bed so I can see my beautiful mate, watch as I ease into her, and judge how much of me she can take.
She rests on her elbows, staring at where our bodies join. The sight of the top of my thicker cock buried inside her makes my scales shimmer. My mate lies spread before me, vulnerable and my need to sink inside her wars with my desire to protect her. I ease inside her with slow thrusts, noticing her every expression even as the throbbing in my cock increases.
Her eyelids flicker, and a soft moan of pleasure escapes her lips, cheeks and chest flushing a beautiful pink. My scales flare to match, blues mixing with pale rose like an aurora singing across the sky.
One of my ridges disappears inside her pussy lips, encasing me in warmth. Her walls tighten over my sensitive ridge, sending waves of heat up my cock to my chest. I want to push more, bury myself inside her, but I leash myself, easing out with a groan. Her head drops backwards, her moans becoming louder as her pussy flutters around me.
I catch her gaze, and when she smiles at me, my hearts melt. She’s my everything, the woman I chose and who chose me in return, and the fact we found each other across the stars makes my throat thicken.
To think I thought exile meant certain death. This new life together with a mate was the last event I ever expected.
