Page 46 of Her Alien Warrior
He could feel what I was doing, and… did he laugh at me? "Mine," he growled and licked his lips and over his fangs.
Oh right, I thought. I was supposed to offer my blood to him voluntarily. Before, when I had been blindfolded, it was Tensel that had taken my offering. This time I knew, and I slid my palm along his jaw until the pad beneath my thumb was pressed to his fang. I pressed lightly, and a small bead of blood surfaced for him to take. Sou-el leaned into the touch as much as he could and his lips pressed to my pierced skin, then licked my offering.
He groaned, and forced out, "More."
I thought he meant more blood, but movement along his thigh as his cock twitched and his hips strained against the bond along his chest told me otherwise.
"Claim me, Pulsunne," he demanded, and left no doubt of his intentions. I shouldn't have been surprised; Commander Rokva had said as much. He was a warrior in rut, and he needed me, not just to find him, but to show his tribe we were mates and regain his honor. Even if I wasn't sure about the future, I was sure he didn't deserve to lose everything because he fancied me.
"But you're still bound," I said concerned, forgetting he couldn't hear me. I pressed my lips together in uncertainty. My mind was made up before I started searching for him that I would help him regain his honor and be his mate… for now. I couldn't deny that I felt something with him, and I owed it to myself to explore that.
My hesitation prompted him to growl, and any normal person would have jumped back, but I found myself leaning closer like he was drawing me in. My eyes darted down to his cock weeping with precum. Ridges gathered his interest in their grooves, and I wondered if that was their function aside from creating more friction, to help more of their sperm to stay inside their mates. Not that any of that would matter for me. I wouldn't be having any more children at my age. Fingers trailed down his chest, itching to touch him, to grab him and squeeze. I stopped over his hardened torso, at the start of that delicious 'v' that led to his readied cock. He struggled with hisbounds, and I doubted I was doing what I should. This felt strange to do this while he was strapped to this chair, unable to see or hear me.
He was restrained, and everything in me said he wanted me to touch him, but I couldn't stop that little voice from reminding me that I wanted him to touch me too. My other hand went to the blind fold, and tugged at it, but though it was wrapped in leather and cushioned for a slight bit of comfort, it was secured in place with a metal plate just like the rest of the restraints. But I remembered what they said when I was blindfolded before, it only takes away the sight, the implant was what blocked his hearing. Quickly, my hands flew up to grab his face, and my fingers probed behind his ears at his implant, waiting for some kind of click or sign that I had found his and activated it.
"Sou-el, Sou-el," I repeated over and over.
"Renee," he finally said, and I tensed, hoping it wasn't a false response.
"Can you hear me?"
"There is no more beautiful sound in this universe," he said and then licked my wrist as I cupped his face. "Show the tribe that you want me, Pulsunne. I've asked that they keep my restraints active until you've claimed me."
"What do you mean? Why? How is this possible?" Questions flurried out of me all at once.
"The song of a warrior's hearts cannot be hidden. It is in our blood. I want no one to doubt that it is you choosing me."
I felt it, as his skin brushed against mine. That heat building within me, begging to be touched. And the only relief was holding him as I stood between his legs. His cock pressed into my stomach, and nodes pulsed out of the sides, soft bones like his epul, but not sharp, thrummed and made my thighs clench together, wishing his cock was lower so I could rub against him.
"Do you want me, Renee?" he rasped.
And I did, I thought breathlessly. Though, the words wouldn't form, I found myself climbing on his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck. The gauzy skirt flaps of the dress easily parted with my movement, baring myself against his engorged cock. I hovered a moment before I made contact, allowing one of my hands to trace down his chest until I could rub my thumb along his shaft. Up over each ridge, around the side to feel the epul pulse out, verifying they felt similar to cartilage and not a weapon ready to skewer me. With every touch, my breathing grew more rapid, and I wrapped my hand around him, squeezing until a new bead of cum surfaced for me wipe up with a finger that I brought to my lips. Tasting him elicited a moan and my hips angled until my clit pressed the underside of his cock as it flexed against his abs. I rocked to gain that friction as I pulled forward with an arm around his neck, my forehead rested against his chin, a low whimper trembling from my lips. I'd never taken what I wanted before. Always giving, I thought, and even though the actions were similar, this felt different, like I was taking him as his cock slid between my wet pussy and thoseridges flicked along my clit as I ground into him. Could it be possible to give pleasure while seeking out your own? That it didn't need to be one or the other?
Sou-el groaned as I moved his cock along that little bud of pleasure that had denied me for so many years. "Take what you want, Pulsunne, I am yours," he demanded, but it was the first time someone had demanded I take from them, and not give them something from myself. It was the most precious gift for him to want the focus to be whatever I wanted it to be.
I rocked harder, holding on to him tighter. My pussy slid up and down his cock, using his ridges to stimulate my clit and tease my swollen labia with the pressure of something hard and pulsing. His precum lubricated my movements, but it wasn't necessary as I coated his cock in my arousal. Back and forth, up, up, and slipping down, I use his cock as my personal scratching post to itch that need building at my core. Riding along his length, feeling the tug of his ridges bump as I ground harder until I rocked too far, and his cock got caught at the notch of my entrance. With one swift movement, the head of his cock stretched me. I sat on his tip, stilled as I gasped, and he groaned his own pleasure at feeling me squeeze.
So tight around him, I didn't think it'd be possible to take his girth.
"I belong inside you, Pulsunne," he said in his sultry, deep voice that made me shiver.
I panted, eyes closed, and liquid gushed from me until I spasmed and slammed down, sitting on him. As his head hit deep inside me, and his cock slipped farther and farther as I buried him to the hilt, every part of me throbbed with an intense feeling that I couldn't describe. Pressure built up and I didn't know what I needed to release that ache until a vibration against my clit had me scream out his name. A sudden and shattering pleasure had my muscles tense and release so violently, I practically collapsed against Sou-el's chest.
What was that? I tingled all over, and there was pressure still against my clit. As I calmed down, I rocked up and it vibrated again, sending new thrills down to my toes as they curled. A throaty moan broke free from my lips, and his cock pulsed inside me. Sweat dripped down my thighs, and I panted against him, unsure if I could continue with my limbs trembling.
I was so still, feeling him move within me with every breath.
It happened so fast, and my pussy throbbed as that heat that begged to take from him again built within me.
"It is divine torture not to taste your ello on my tongue, Pulsunne, but that is not nearly enough to quench my thirst for you. Until I am bathed in your ello, mate, and they can hear only my name on your pretty screams, will I mark you," he then growled and demanded of whoever was watching us to release him.
I shivered at his promises, and he moaned as I clenched around him. Those little nodes along his cock pulsed, and Ibucked in response, a small whimper cooing from me before I lifted my head to his and tugged at his plump lower lip with my teeth.
"What if I want you to havemymark?"
"You've marked me the very moment we touched, Pulsunne. Deep in my hearts, there is no other touch I desire but yours."
I lifted and stroked his cock within me as I sat slowly to feel every ridge and node, torturing us both until those prongs slipped against my clit once more and I silent screamed while spasming against him. Every nerve was sensitive and on fire. My eyes were closed, so I didn't see or notice his restraints being released, but his hands wrapped around me, one grabbing at my ass and pushing down for his cock to hit deeper and give me more pressure against him. I pulled back just enough to lift my head but kept my hips grinding to chase the heat I felt as we moved together. The blindfold was dangling from the chair, and black eyes stared back at me before I caught the flick of his tongue on his lips. Then his mouth was on mine, needy and devouring as we consumed more of each other.
