Page 50 of Chieftain
One word.
“Yes.”
Chapter 14
Emmy
Korfu was a gaseous planet, completely devoid of life. The three moons surrounding the planet, while being barren rock, could sustain life. Barely. Mostly resembling the Sahara, the strip of land where the Aljani outpost lay was terraformed to make it more habitable.
My finger tapped the corner of the screen, moving the information forward to a detailed explanation of terraforming. I could have cared less.
All I could think about was Khaion.
This past week was the most romantic of my life.
Khaion moved into my room, and while he was often busy with his duties as Chieftain, we filled our time together with more than just pleasure. We talked for hours on end, learning details about one another that only true intimacy can bring. With each passing moment, I felt like I was falling more and more wonderful for this wonderful man.
Now if he'd just fuck me.
We'd done everything but that final joining. We explored every inch of one another's bodies with our lips and hands, trading pleasure back and forth until we were both breathless and limp. The night I watched him fall apart as I took him into my mouth was the most erotic experience of my life. But Khaionalways stopped before we went that far. He'd given me more pleasure in the past week than I'd ever experienced, save that one small act.
And I wanted it!
I practically begged for it.
The one thing I hadn’t done was question why not. Partly because I was afraid of the answer. Maybe fucking me was against the Alliance rules or some other stupid regulation. I’d even given credence to the idea that he feared he was too big to fit in my body without hurting me. He was big. Bigger than any human male I’d ever encountered. While the length and girth were definitely alien, his cock was surprisingly humanoid, save for a set of nodules on the top part, like small irregular pearls set under the skin. My body clenched with desire as I envisioned how those nodes would feel against my G-spot and clit.
Yep, I definitely see begging in my future.
My only hindrance was the fear of losing what we already enjoyed. We slept naked together, tangled in each other's arms. My body belonged to him, and while I might not be ready to admit it, a big part of my heart belonged to him, too.
The ship's loudspeaker announced with a crackle, and Bartuk's voice followed a moment later, announcing we were on approach for the largest Korfu moon where the Aljani outpost lay. With more difficulty than I expected, I pulled my focus from my nether regions, which still tingled deliciously from the attention of Khaion's tongue this morning.
All the intel received indicated Willa was on that moon. Despite the trackers deployed on the other ships that took my friends, Willa was the one we were closest to rescuing. My newplan was simple; get to the moon, rescue Willa, and get Khaion to fuck me—not necessarily in that order.
Get your mind out of your vajayjay and on the rescue, Emmy.
It was easier said than done. Especially when Khaion's scent lingered on my skin and memories of endless pleasure, both received and given, remained in the forefront of my thoughts.
I abandoned all hope of studying the Korfu moons, letting the alien version of an iPad fall onto the table with a thud. The room I occupied was jokingly called Khaion’sass-chewing roombecause he doled out discipline within its walls. Of course, the idea of ass chewing and Khaion together brought forth memories that were anything but unpleasant.
Good Lord, that man was turning me into a sex maniac.
And I loved it.
I closed my eyes and let my mind wander back to this morning. I could feel his warmth, smell the spicy muskiness of his scent, and feel the touch of his lips on my inner thigh as his husky whispers spoke of pleasure to come. Just the memory made me quiver with anticipation, my body flooding with moisture.
My stomach issued a small rumbling growl, reminding me it was time to take care of another bodily function. It was getting close to lunchtime, and while Orzon always ensured I ate well, Khaion always wanted dessert—namely me. I practically ran from the room and down the corridor, covering the short distance to the command deck in seconds.
“Out of the question!”
I knew Khaion's voice in all its inferences. I knew it when happy, passionate, lusty, sweet, and silly. I'd never heard it like this. A hateful, authoritative, clipped edge to his tone made my steps falter just as the door to the command deck swished open.
"You know we need a ruse to get planet-side. Nansar might be considered a good male, but his loyalty and fear lie to Duke Ako. He won't readily offer access to his father's new prize." Charick's voice held with the usual disdain. When I realized the prize was my friend, Willa, I was grateful for his ire.
"Can't we just pop in for a visit? We were just in this part of the galaxy, so we thought we'd drop by?" I suggested, trying to lighten the mood as I came through the door and strode to Khaion's side. Bartuk looked up from his console with grateful eyes. At the same time, Khaion and Charick gazed at me like I'd momentarily lost my mind.
Khaion was the first to soften, the shine of his golden eyes growing burnished with affection, and he held his hand toward me. In the past week, we'd grown bolder with our PDA. While he'd never kissed me in front of his men, Khaion was constantly touching me. His hands slid up my arms and around my waist as I came to stand at his side.
