Page 42 of Alien Haven

The ache had eased. Charity missed it, strangely enough, but the pressure was still exciting. As was the anticipation of what they had yet to experience together.

“I’m fine. Wasted, thanks to you being in-fucking-credible, but I’m perfect. You’ve been practicing on the local farmgirls, haven’t you?”

He snickered. “I’ve been lucky enough to have a couple of encounters. Not too often. Drinking on both sides is usually involved when they start dropping hints. More drinking when they finally ask me to satisfy their curiosity about Kalquorians.”

He didn’t approach them, then. It made Charity sad his perceived lack of merit as a Nobek extended to his love life. How much joy was Detodev missing out on because he let Kalquorian society’s parameters dictate how he saw himself?

She gripped his head in her hands and pulled him in for a kiss, pouring into it her need for him to see himself as worthy.

He broke from her long enough to strip off his shirt. She gloried in the warmth of his skin as the kiss resumed, as the barrier of his pants disappeared. She felt him hot and heavy and slick on her mound and spread her legs in welcome.

He entered her cautiously despite the tension she felt thrumming in his body. His second shaft was significantly larger than his fingers, and she was glad of his care. His primary was thicker. Though she was no blushing virgin, his girth made her ache. Despite the increasing ardor of his kiss, betraying his mounting eagerness, he took his time. Even so, Charity wondered if she could actually make love to this man.

He slid against the sensitive place inside. All discomfort disappeared as passion seized her. She cried out, and he froze.

“No. Don’t stop. For prophets’ sakes, don’t you dare stop,” she gasped.

His low growl answered, and he continued to fill her. Her head tossed as the brutal friction of the double impalementincreased, soaring her ever closer to detonation. Her constant moans were punctuated by high-pitched sounds as surges of bliss shot through her. She was conscious of the ache of taking him. It added to rather than detracted from her excitement.

He didn’t pause when they were fully joined. He rumbled animal noises at every exhale, warning he was as aroused as she. His hips rocked, feeding the bounding elation driving her quickly to the precipice. The only question was who’d reach climax first.

Charity’s legs wound around his clenching ass, clutching in rhythm to his quickening thrusts. Her hips drove up to meet his descent. She grasped handfuls of his hair to hold him so she could kiss and bite his lips. Their movements were frenzied and wild as pleasure twisted in a knot inside her clamoring pussy.

Tight, tighter…she felt she’d go insane before she reached the breaking point. It came all at once, ripping apart and flinging her into ecstasy.

Somewhere in the maelstrom of orgasm, she was aware of Detodev shouting. Anything else was eclipsed in the raw violence of pounding, pulsing elation.

It was some time later when she returned to the darkened barn. Her pussy throbbed in concert with the gentling jolts from the cocks in her. Their gasps rang loud in the stillness. Detodev had rolled them so they lay on their sides facing each other.

“Hi,” she whispered. “Have you returned to reality yet?”

“Barely.” He chuckled. She wished she could see the rare smile she sensed he wore. “I hope I wasn’t too quick.”

“Did I sound like you were too quick?” She snuggled in closer, enjoying how big and warm he was. “I’ve had two. You have some catching up to do.”

“If that’s an invitation, I’ll gladly take you up on it. Give me a few minutes.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead.

“However long you need.” She thought for a minute. “My first Kalquorian. Now I’m angry I’ve been missing out.”

“I’m surprised Ilid was denied the privilege of being your first.”

“He would have been, but the shuttle cabins weren’t soundproof. His parents had the uncanny ability to be in earshot when any opportunity presented itself. You heard how loud I am.” She scowled because it had been obvious Ilid’s parent clan would have been delighted if they’d become lovers. She’d had half a mind to tell them they needed to make themselves scarce more often during those three days of missed chances.

She snickered as another thought occurred to her.

“What?” Detodev sounded suspicious.

“I was thinking it’s funny you and I just had sex, and it’s you who brought up another man.”

“I’m sorry if I gave you the wrong impression being with you was less than incredible. It was.”

“Thanks and right back at you. I don’t mind you brought him up. Hey, since you did, can I ask about you and Mitag? You do consider him a buddy, right? Boon companion? I’m curious if he knows you’re a pacifist.”

There was a beat of silence before he answered. “I haven’t told him. I’ve tried putting him off…you know, expecting the worst when he finds out I refuse to be the typical Nobek…but my being difficult only seems to encourage him.”

“Or he’s so determined to have friends and clanmates, he can’t stop himself.”

“I think he enjoys a challenge.” Detodev sighed.

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