Page 4 of Zimon's Bride
But I went into this with my eyes wide open.
Zimon took my hand and led me from the waiting room into the starship’s corridor. “It will take several days for us to return to the Sol system, so we will have ample time to bond,” he explained as we walked to the lift. “They will drop us off at Mars City, where we will layover a day or two before we can catch the next shuttle back to Earth.”
“I think I would be excited if I could think of anything but our first joining right now.”
Zimon gave a deep, rich chuckle that I found incredibly sexy. But then, I was under the influence of his powerful pheromones. We stepped into a small capsule, and the door closed. It didn’t seem like we had moved when the door opened again, but we were on a residential floor.
We stopped a few doors down where Zimon thumbed a pad beside a door. As it opened, he stepped aside, waved me inside, and followed me. The cabin was small, as I expected.
There was a small dining nook with a square table between two padded seats facing each other molded into the wall on the right. An entertainment cubicle lay to the left, with a large bed straight ahead and a bathroom to the right.
As I spotted the bathroom, I said, “Zimon, I think I would like a shower before we… get started, if you don’t mind. We had one little sink between us and no soap on that slave ship. I feel pretty grubby, and I smell a little ripe.”
“As you wish,meomee. Come, I’ll show you how it works.”
“Thank you, I promise I won’t take long, but I have nothing clean to put on afterward.”
“You may use the robe on the hook and put your clothes into the cleaner right there.” He pointed.
“It looks like my size.”
Zimon smiled. “I knew you would only have the clothes on your back, so I ordered it and a standard issue tunic and pants. Our Raptors regularly rescue abductees, so they come prepared.”
“Thank you.”
He showed me how the shower and the toilet worked, then backed out of the room.
“I won’t be long,” I promised, and I wasn’t. Emerging less than ten minutes later, I wore only the plain green belted robe.
Zimon was wearing a matching one. Our eyes met in mutual understanding. He came to me and took me into his arms against his magnificent body. I caught my breath as a wave of raw need erupted through me.
We kissed long and slow as Zimon maneuvered us to the bedside. I looked up at him when the kiss ended.
“Ah, my beautifulmeomee, I can’t wait to savor you slowly.”
“Then, don’t meomee. The pull of your pheromones is too strong. I can hardly wait to have your cock inside me.” I untied the robe, slid it off, and tossed it on the bed.
Zimon did the same as I crawled onto the bed and lay on my back. “Is this how you want me?”
“Yes.” He crawled onto the bed after me, so I spread my legs for him to get between them. “I want to look into your eyes as I mate you.” He paused, glancing at my body as he knelt between my legs. “By Goddess, you are even more beautiful than I imagined.”
As Zimon lowered himself over me, I drew up my legs and widened them to cradle his hips. He couldn’t resist taking my nipple into his mouth and sucking on it briefly. The delicious sensation went straight to my clit, and my inner walls clenched. He didn’t linger before he suckled the other for half a minute. Then I felt the tip of his cock at my entrance….
Chapter Four
Abby
I gasped in anticipation, looking up into Zimon’s feline eyes, which were dark with desire. This was it. When we finished this, we would belong to each other. The realization was both frightening and exhilarating. He was poised at my entrance, and I wanted him as much as my next breath.
“Do it!” I urged him in an impassioned whisper.
He nodded, still staring into my eyes as he lowered himself and slowly pushed into me. I was more than slick enough, but Zimon was big, and it was a tight fit, delightfully so.
I gave a breathy, high-pitched moan as he worked into me until he was fully seated to the hilt with it, pressing against my clit. His hard chest pressed against my breasts gave my aching nipples relief.
Omigod! I felt so much better with him inside me despite the slight burn of his thick cock stretching my inner walls. Although we were barely acquainted, his gaze showed such tenderness as he looked into my eyes. In turn, it sparked tenderness for him in me.
Our passion was raw and primitive, and I felt a profound connection with Zimon as he began fucking me. He started pumping in and out of me slowly, building up speed as I clung to his shoulders, watching him watch me.
