Page 11 of Her Wolves

Moving his eyes from left to right as if he expected someone to come out and inspect him, Kris said, “Oh, right.Of course you have.Everyone knows…”

I took his hand and said, “It’s fine.The serving staff has been instructed to bring my dinner upstairs.And don’tworry about Daddy.Prime Regents always, how shall I say, look the other way.”

He chuckled at that, and I loved how nonchalant he was trying to be.Just the same, Kris let me lead him upstairs to my chambers.

*****

In my room, with the polished marble floor, the little dining table and chairs, the elaborate tapestry area rugs, the wall hangings, and the four-poster canopy bed large enough for four people, was my art collection on one side of the space where the big picture windows as tall as the ceiling were.The objects that I had mounted in a frame on one wall by one of the windows caught his eye.There were a couple of ring-like artifacts in some substance like a gleaming mother-of-pearl, along with some other squares and rectangles with golden patterns etched into them, resembling electronic circuits.While we waited for dinner to be brought up, Kris studied them intently, curiously.

He turned to me and wondered aloud, “What are these?”

“The Colonial geologists who found them didn’t seem to know, actually.We have other things like these in the Capital Museum.Daddy gave me these as a present.The geologists have a theory that there was some other civilization that lived on this planet, before us and before the Soorns.The working theory is that the Soorns wiped them out.”

“That’d be just like them,” Kris said, looking closely at the objects again.“They don’t believe in sharing.”

Tilting my head and sighing, I replied, “No, they sure don’t.”At a knock on the door, I said, “Come on to the table now.The Soorns may not believe in sharing, but the cooks have made something nice for us to share.”

At dinner, I didn’t state my intentions in words, but I let my guest know exactly what I had in mind.I had the serving staff light diode candles at the table and turn off the room lights, casting a golden glow in the room.And I had the room computer call up the soundtrack of The Arcturian Kites, the most sensuous ballet to be composed in the quadrant in the last hundred years.Its reputation was known across space.The Arcturian Kites was performed entirely in the nude except for the shoes, on a stage with an antigravity system.Part of the second act was done in zero gravity, which called for the talents of most skilled and fit dancers.I assumed that even if there were not much in the way of culture in his life, Kris knew The Arcturian Kites.Everyone knew it.

For dessert, we had Thuban chocolate mousse pyramids, a dish that was known throughout the quadrant as an overture to romance when it was served the way I had the kitchen staff prepare it, with rings of whipped cream around the upper parts of its obelisk-like shapes.That left nothing to the imagination.

Kris took the hint.We teasingly fed each other those chocolate pyramids, one delectable spoonful at a time.And when I licked away the last bit of fluffy chocolate and cream from my lips, Kris put down his spoon, reached across the table, and put his warm hand on mine.

Smiling, I rose from my chair.Like a gentleman, Kris rose with me, taking my hand.I started across the room and my gorgeous young Guard began to walk that way along with me, until I raised a finger of my free hand and shook my head at him, telling him to stop.He looked at me with a tilted head like a curious puppy.I put a finger to my lips, telling him to hush.“I’ll say when,” I said softly, and walked the rest of the way across the room until I reached the foot of the bed.Kris watched me with rapt attention.

There at the foot of the bed was a long chest in which I kept extra blankets.I wouldn’t be needing them tonight.But that chest was the most convenient place to lay my gown when I slipped it off.I kicked off my shoes and stood there in just my tiny panties and halter.I then went round one side of the bed to one of the nightstands, and touched a surface on it.The micro-diodes in the underside of the canopy over my bed lit up with a golden glow to match the candles at the table.All the while I watched Kris—and the growing interest that lit his handsome face.

He tilted his head at me again, silently asking to approach.With the same smile that I wore when I left the table, I said, “Not yet.”

“Not yet?” Kris asked, mildly confused.

“First,” I said, “undress for me right there.Take everything off.”

Kris readily did as I asked.Off came the sleeveless top, the boots, the stirrup trousers, the regulation short, tight black briefs.He stripped it all off.Onto his chair went the garments, onto the floor went the boots.And he stood facing me in all the glory of his human body, his hair falling almost to his shoulders, his little mustache and goatee accenting his boyishly handsome face, his arms and legs powerfully muscled.Hair was sprinkled sexily all over his chest, stomach, and legs.A thatch of pubes darkened his crotch, and from beneath, a proudly erect penis with its crown poking out of its foreskin pointed at me with a plump sac of testicles behind it.His dick twitched at me as if to ask for permission to approach.

I held out my hand to him and softly said, “Come to me.”

My stunning Guard’s boner bobbed with his stride as he walked across the marble floor and area rugs to reach the bedside where I stood.

“Take off the rest of my things,” I whispered.

Kris expertly undid my halter and dropped it to my feet, releasing my breasts.Then he dropped to one knee, grasped the waist string of my tiny undies, and slid them down my legs to my ankles.I made myself fully naked, stepping free of the underthings, and Kris stayed there on one knee and looked up at me, his eyes lit with desire.I tingled at the look of sex on his face.Instead of standing up, he brought his face forward, and I held my breath as he nuzzled my pubic hair with his nose and inhaled deeply, getting the scent of my sex, suggesting the animal that lurked within him.I tingled more hotly.

He stood up, put his hands on my hips, and gently pulled me closer to him.I first touched his shoulders, then ran my hands across the finely haired muscle plates of his pecs.He brought his face to mine, tentatively at first; then when I drew closer to him, Kris touched our lips together.It began as a soft touch, then our lips parted and slipped deliciously into a full-on kiss.His hands slid from my hips around behind me and grasped my buttocks pulling me the last tiny bit forward so that our bodies now pressed together and his erection throbbed like hot metal jacketed in flesh against my stomach.I shuddered at the feeling of his dick against me and his tongue exploring my mouth.

Pulling out of the kiss, he kept his face close to mine and backed up just enough that he could take hold of his penis, bend his knees slightly, and rustle his glans through my pubes while grasping my bottom for support.I continued to feel his chest and brushed my knuckles down to his abs.Kris moved his dick down and started to tease the lips of my sex with it, stoking my desire like a campfire, making me moan softly at him.

“I’ve fucked society girls before,” Kris said, as softly as my own moaning, “but never a Princess.”

“There aren’t that many of us,” I replied.“We’re pretty rare.”

He kissed me again, harder than before, and with knees still bent, continued to probe my vulva.“You’re pretty special,” he said, and now I both tingled and shuddered.

I pulled gently out of his grasp and climbed up onto the bed, facing him on my knees, displaying my bosom and my pubes to him.I thrilled at the throbbing of the hardened penis with which he’d started exploring me.“Come up here with me,” I said, again holding out my hand to him.

Kris took my hand and brought his lips once more to mine, taking them in a kiss while holding me by the small of my back with one hand and using the other to aim his dick between my legs and onto my moistened folds once more.He rubbed his nose against mine at the same time and whispered, “I want you, Tara.”He took his hand from my lower back and caressed my breast and thumbed my nipple.He sucked at my lips, then released them.“You’re so soft.Your tits are so soft.I want your pussy.”

“Lie down first,” I said.

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