Page 60 of Tempting Cargo
“It was not my first time having sex.” I was half mortified, half irritated, but I couldn’t hold onto either with the way he looked at me or the softness behind his words.
“Penetrative sex, then." He set his jaw, fixing me with a steady gaze. “Shohari, in human terms, I did a terrible job, and I’m sorry. I was thinking with my dick. But I’m not now.” His hips bucked against the bed. “Mostly.”
I huffed. “Foolish male. Put your human sensibilities away. It was somewhat funny. And I am sorry too. I was so excited to get your cock inside me that I didn’t think to talk about our differences. Or about how they might cause a problem. If you were thinking with your dick, as you say, then my head was in my cunt too.”
He shook, almost violently, his hand covering his mouth.
“Are youlaughing?” I tried to prise his hand away. “Kheh, thinking with my cunt, is that more correct? You use words so very strangely, it is no wonder I cannot use them the same way.”
He nodded, fighting back that delightful grin. “Yeah. You really put your foot in your mouth there.”
“I— what?” I rolled him over, sitting on him, too eager to argue to get distracted by his hard cock beneath me. “How can foot in mouth be okay but head in cunt is not? This does not translate, even with translation.”
“Shohari.” He put his hand over my mouth, and I nipped his fingers gently. “Ow! I’m trying to tell you that I want to try again. And I want to learn your body. And give you the first time, well, second time, you deserve.”
I did not understand the importance he placed on it, but there was no mistaking the depth of his sincerity. Deep in my chest, an unyielding part of me began to soften.
“That is very sweet, but I am kri’ith. We are not sweet. It is not so much a big deal, as you say, for me.” I grinned, showing all my teeth. “But I would very much like to fuck you again. Without getting locked without a plan.” I ground my throbbing cunt against the ridge of his cock, soaking his tight undershorts.
“Good.” His head dropped back. “Because I have a plan. There was a shop on Aurora Five. I bought a couple of things.”
I stilled my hips. This male was full of surprises. “Oh, was ityourfault everything was sold out?”
His face softened, a smile playing around his lips. “You went too?”
“Must have been after you. We’ll play with those later. I want to try your other idea. How was it? Like a four-legged animal?” I shifted off him, moving onto my hands and knees, the position feeling very… alien.
“Wait, wait. What time do you have to be on the bridge?”
“Whenever I want.” I grabbed my wrist-comm, sat, and hailed Paiata. “This is the captain. Set a very leisurely course for Vadias. Emphasis onveryandleisurely. I will be engaged in important business today, and do not wish to be disturbed.” I flashed my teeth at Garrison over my shoulder. “Don’t comm meunless something is on fire.” I drank in the pride and desire in his hungry gaze.
“Are you finished giving orders, Captain? Because if we don’t have to be anywhere for a few hours, I’m going to take my time with you. Lie down. On your back.”
My instincts demanded I drive him to the bed and claim him, but as he began his detailed, reverent exploration of my body, I relaxed. Itwasvery enjoyable, if frustrating.
He sat on my thighs, touching and kissing me all over, lingering whenever I reacted with a moan or gasp. When he finally reached my breasts, my hips bucked in desperation. My nipples puffed up with arousal, and he teased them with his mouth, his tongue, his teeth, till he had me writhing and gasping.
With agonising slowness, Garrison kissed his way down my stomach, shifting to lie between my legs, his hands splayed on my spread thighs. “You are so fucking beautiful, Shohari,” he murmured.
I must have looked so very different to him—kheh, female kri’ith were unusual compared to many sapients—but he didn’t make me feel different.
I shuddered as he traced my labia with gentle fingers. My clit pulsed, hard and angry at the lack of attention, and he traced the shaft with a cruelly light touch, dark eyes glittering.
He lifted his fingers off before he reached the tip. “Patience, sweetheart. I can’t wait to get my mouth round your delicious clit, but I’m taking my time.”
My low growl finished on a moan as he finally touched the dripping entrance to my cunt. I closed my eyes, ready to savour the push of his finger inside, but he pulled his hand away.
My eyes flew open.
Garrison brought his finger to his mouth and licked my juices from it in a long, languorous stroke. The sound he madewas filthy, and he croaked out a curse. I didn’t have time to wonder if it was good or bad; he darted his head between my legs and thrust his tongue as deep into my cunt as it would go.
Sweet, blessed Kri.
His nose pressed alongside my clit, enough stimulation to tease, not enough to do more, and I lay back in a heady daze. When he sucked my curl full into his mouth, I saw stars.
The memory of trapping him yesterday intruded, and I blurted, “You don’t have to… you don’t have to touch it if you don’t like it.” My chin dipped down, my hips trying to shift up the bed. “I know I’m different.”
It was impossible to be intelligible with a mouthful of curl, but I didn’t need to understand his words. He gripped my thighs, forcing them further apart, pressing his face deeper between them, his tongue flicking and licking the writhing flesh in his mouth.
