Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 77764 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77764 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
So I tug his loincloth down and rub my face against his already-dripping cock. The head is wet with pre-cum, and I take him in my hand, sliding my lips over the tip. “This is mine?”
“All yours,” he rasps.
“I’m the only one that gets to touch you? Ever?” I look up at him, hating that I asked that question, but it feels necessary to me. I’m going to need proof, over and over again, that he really is mine.
“You’re the only one.”
“You wouldn’t rather have Tia’s fingers on you, doing this?” I pump him with my hand, squeezing as I do.
He makes a pained sound, and to my surprise, he grips his hand over mine, shaking his head. “Do not mention her when you touch me. It makes my cock shrink.”
Does it? I’m surprised to hear that, and even more surprised when he has to roughly jerk himself again, as if he’s losing his ability to stay erect. Does he truly feel that way about Tia? Why is that so damned flattering? Why does it delight me so much? Why do I keep pushing and pushing about this?
I guess I just need to know for sure. Words are easy enough. It would be easier if there was action, proof of some kind. Then I’d know for sure.
I just have to trust his words…and the fact that his cock is softening at the mention of her. “Let me take care of you.”
I touch the tip of my tongue to his cockhead, and I’rec groans. He doesn’t let go, but instead feeds his cock into my waiting mouth, and the sound he makes is one of pleasure. He definitely likes the sight of that. I’rec jerks his cock again, the tip bouncing on my tongue, and I rub his sac with my other hand, then move up to his spur and toy with it. I touch him everywhere, even as I suck on the head of him, and his salty flavor fills my mouth.
I’rec makes a low, gasping sound when I hollow my cheeks out. Ooh, he likes that. “Stars,” he breathes… “Stars are moving.”
Boy, I must be doing something right if he’s seeing spots. I suck harder, working him with eager hands.
His breath hitches all over again. “F’lor…wait…stars…”
Does he not want to come in my mouth? Too bad. He’s never finished there before and I’m eager to get him off, to have him flood my mouth with his release. I love making him absolutely wild. So I squeeze and drag my hand over him with even more enthusiasm. He’s got to be close. The taste of him is pouring through my senses, the scent of his warm skin in my nose, the taste of him on my lips, the heat of his cock under my grip…
“S’moving,” he says in a blurry voice, even as he shuttles his cock into my mouth. “Stars are moving, F’lor. You should see them.”
I glance up at him as I tongue a circle around the head of his cock. He’s not looking down at me, though, but up at the sky. Curious at that, I lift my head off of him and keep working him with my wet hand, even as I look up in the air.
There’s something bright turning in the sky, all right. Over a distant mountain, what looks like a boxy car covered in lights floats in the air, leaving plumes of white in the starry sky.
I shriek, forgetting all about pleasuring my lover. “Oh my god. It’s another spaceship!”
Chapter
Seventeen
FLOR
I’rec barely has time to tuck his cock into his loincloth before Daisy and O’jek are racing out of the cave to join us. My mate pulls me close, his arms going around me as if to protect me, and I’m glad for it. I immediately feel safer, as though the spaceship can’t hurt me, no matter what terrible things it’s bringing here.
“Oh wow,” Daisy says, squinting at the ship as it slowly turns in the sky and begins to angle up, as if to leave. “That’s a freighter. A small one, but a freighter nevertheless. It actually looks like Niri’s ship. Do you suppose she came by to say hello again?”
I cling to I’rec as the ship seems to shudder and then slingshots out of the atmosphere, disappearing and leaving nothing behind but a trail of smoke and trails of light that fade and leave shadows on my eyes. “Niri…that’s your friend that brought you here?”
Daisy smiles. “Yes! Mardok’s old friend. Though it looks like we just missed her. Do you suppose she brought something for us again? Maybe more knives or noodles?”
She’s so casually easy about the fact that a strange ship just showed up here, but then again, Daisy had a very different path to this planet. She chose to be here and had Niri take her. Me personally, I still can’t get past the terror of realizing that I could have ended up as someone’s slave. That captivity was going to be my fate until I landed here with all the others.