Page 19 of Saving the Space Pirate

Suddenly impatient, I pushed his pants down over his hips and he kicked them off. He stepped forward until my back was balanced against the wall, freeing up one hand. He pushed it between our bodies, over my mound, between my legs. One big finger slipped between the folds of my sex, found my swollen clit. He massaged it gently, the ring making me even more sensitive than I could have imagined, and I closed my eyes, letting the sensations wash over me. The pleasure built fast and furious and I came in what seemed like seconds.

With the ripples of my orgasm still thrumming through my body, he shifted me in his arms and the head of his cock pushed inside. Oh God, he was so big, stretching me. He pushed in slowly, an inch at a time. It wasn’t going to fit. He would run out of space. But he kept going, and finally he was lodged deep inside me.

I had a feeling this wasn’t going to last long.

He pulled out, the nodules rubbing the sensitive inner walls of my pussy, sending tremors through me. Then in, harder this time, and I gasped. I opened my eyes and looked straight into Kill’s.

He had his cock in his hand and was pulling on it while his gaze was fixed on us, hot and heavy. A fire lit in my belly, and flames flickered along my nerves, coalescing between my thighs. Zak moved inside me easily now, using both hands to hold my hips in place while he plunged into me. The world reduced to nothing more than the feel of his huge cock inside me, swelling, heating. With each stroke, he ground against my clit until I exploded in an orgasm so intense, the world went black around me.

I was vaguely aware of Zak pumping his seed inside me. He threw back his head and roared.

We stayed in place for long minutes, his forehead resting against mine, and then he raised his head and kissed me gently on the mouth. I searched his face. The madness had gone from his eyes and he appeared at peace.

“Thank you.”

I would have said any time, but I didn’t think I could take too much of that. Maybe just occasionally. Across the room, Kill watched us. He’d straightened his clothes and a lazy post-coital smile played across his lips. I was pretty sure he’d come as well.

Zak lowered me to the floor. Cupping one breast, he rubbed the pad of his thumb over the nipple ring. “These are new. I like.”

Actually, I quite liked them now as well.

Then he slowly pulled out of me. Immediately I felt the moisture trickling down my inner thighs. I was going to have to live with it. The cell didn’t appear to have bathroom facilities other than a hole in the floor.

Kill picked up my clothes and handed them to me. “Let’s get going. I want out of here.”

So did I. I pulled on my clothes while Kill spoke quietly and quickly to Zak, bringing him up to date on what had been happening while he was incarcerated.

“What do we do now?” Zak said when Killian finally fell silent. “I suggest we get the hell out of here and far away as fast as possible.”

Killian shifted from foot to foot, appearing a little discomforted. “Actually, we’re going to rescue Rekowski and Ruby’s friend and then we’re taking them back to Earth.”

Zak’s brows drew together as he looked between the two of us. “Have you turned my best friend into a goddamn do-gooder?” he asked me.

I nodded.

He looked at me a while longer. “Well, I guess we all have to grow up some time.”

Wow.

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