“Both.” He really wasn’t in the mood for a lengthy conversation about Paridagon biology.
“Then our species can crossbreed?” She was clearly shocked.
“It takes extensive hormone therapy, which prepares the female’s body to nurture the mixed-blood offspring. There is still no risk that I will impregnate you.”
Her gaze returned to his groin and a bit of the curiosity faded from her eyes. “If you got me pregnant, that would pretty much ensure that I’d stay here with you. Even after the contract lapsed.”
He cupped her chin and raised her face. “I would never do that to you. If I could…”
“If you could what?”
He clenched his jaw and lowered his arms to his sides. Why couldn’t she leave well enough alone? “I almost said if I could send you back, I would. But I despise liars, so I will not lie. I don’t want you to leave. I’m sorry you didn’t choose to be here and I will do everything in my power to make your stay…pleasant. But right now you’re stuck with me.”
“‘Pleasant’?” Her warm smile burned through the tension as her hands slid down his body. “With two cocks, I’m pretty sure you can do better than ‘pleasant’.”
“I should try to retract—” One of her hands closed around each shaft and he groaned. “It’s far more extreme when I use both.” He was panting so hard he could barely form the words. “My body releases hormones that produce a sort of frenzy. I’m not sure you are ready for Paridagon dancing.”
Sinking into a deep knee bend, she spread her legs wide as she smiled into his eyes. “Is it dangerous or just intense?”
If she kept this up she was going to find out!
The shirt barely covered her crotch, but her legs were bare and the position was overtly provocative. She licked the tip of one cock and then the other. His minor shaft was so sensitive, the pleasure blinded him and his heart momentarily lost its rhythm. Then she focused on his major cock, sucking him deep as her hand gently worked his other shaft.
He would not spill in her mouth. He wanted to feel her ass and her cunt clench him together as she came. No other sensation would satisfy; everything else was just dancing.
Pulling her to her feet, he tore the tie from her waist and took off the barrowed shirt. Then he tugged his boots off so violently one went flying across the room. She helped him out of his pants and his uniform top soon joined the other garments strewn about the floor.
They came together skin-to-skin, rubbing and pressing, exploring with eager hands as their mouths fused in a soul-stealing kiss. This was happening so fast. He was staggered by the depths of his desire, but she must be completely overwhelmed.
“Are you sure this is what you want?” He searched her eyes for the answer, not sure he could trust her words. She was utterly dependent upon him and they both knew it. Still, he didn’t want her to offer her body out of a sense of obligation. “We can wait until I’m calmer, more in control.”
“Everything about this is wild and wondrous. Why should this be any different? I didn’t go out looking for an adventure, but here I am. I intend to savor every moment we have together and experience everything this world has to offer.”
The ending insinuated by her words was that she’d return to Earth. He closed his eyes for a moment as disappointment flooded his soul. What had he expected? She hadn’t even come here of her own free will.
He took a deep breath and released the discouragement, replacing it with determination. The soonest she could leave was one solar cycle. That meant he had one Earth year to convince her to stay.
Pushing his hands into her silky hair, he paused for another long, deep kiss. “We can either take time to unload the bed or we can be creative.”
“Creative.” She nipped his lower lip. “I’m tired of waiting.”
Her claim made him smile. He was so hard he could use either of his cocks as a weapon and
“I should keep you naked, so all I have to do is bend you over the nearest piece of furniture.”
She laughed and wiggled her butt. “Isn’t that what you’ve done?”
He pushed his hand between her thighs and groaned as her wet folds closed around his fingers. “I think you missed me too.”
She rocked her hips, lightly riding his hand. “I think you’re right.”
If he hoped to be gentle at all, he couldn’t postpone this any longer. He squeezed the base of his minor cock and moisture beaded all over his shaft. “Have you ever taken a man in your ass before?”
She shivered and her pussy tightened around his finger. Obviously, she was excited by the thought. “Only once, but I have a toy I really like that goes…back there.”
“Let’s see how this compares to your toy.” He withdrew his fingers and positioned himself at both her entrances. Possessive heat spiraled through his torso and set his balls on fire. No human could give her what he could give. No one else would ever—
He cut himself off. One step at a time.
Zoe held perfectly still, naked and trembling. She was on a starship in a distant galaxy, about to surrender her body completely to the most captivating male she’d ever encountered. How had this happened? She’d gone from denial, to dread, to fury, to a sort of fragile acceptance all in the course of a day.
Was she still in shock? Was that why everything felt right when Vaden touched her?
He bent his knees and eased one of his cocks just inside her pussy.
His other cock pressed against her anus. He’d called this his “minor penis”. It was thinner than the other, which made it perfect for where it was going. He wrapped his arms around her, one hand cupping her breast while the other covered her mound. His middle finger sank between her folds and circled her clit.
“Do you accept me, Zoe? Will you take all I have to give?”
“Yes.” The word sent a thrill ricocheting through her body and her clit twitched beneath his finger. She pushed back slowly, driving her body onto his slick shafts. He was hard, but smooth and slippery and her body opened to accommodate him. She’d expected burning, maybe a little pain, but all she felt was blessed fullness. “Wow.”
Unable to fight the instinct, she squeezed him as hard as she could and sensation radiated through her abdomen.
“Don’t stop.” His finger flicked across her clit, encouraging the spontaneous clenches. “Do it again.”
He was plastered to her back, his cocks completely engulfed within her body. She squeezed and squeezed, the back of her head pressing into his shoulder. Her pulse raced and her skin tingled, her muscles on the verge of cramping. “I feel strange, sort of edgy.”
“I warned you.”
“I think I need you to move.”
Not needing any more encouragement, he pulled back then thrust hard. The motion accented the sensations and added to her restlessness. She slammed her hips back, doubling the impact of his next stroke, and pleasure detonated deep inside her.
She screamed as her inner muscles contracted in rippling waves, but he didn’t stop. Each long, steady stroke created a new spasm, pushing the pleasure to a higher peak. Lights danced before her eyes and still he fucked her, filling her body with forceful command.
He slowed for a time, waiting as she floated back down. Then he moved both hands to her hips and pounded into her even harder than before. Zoe had never understood how anyone could enjoy rough sex, but her body craved every aggressive drive, needing his frenzy.
She lost count of her orgasms, couldn’t believe that he was still on his feet.
Then he pulled her up and wrapped his arms around her, crossing them over her chest. He stilled and she thought something was wrong. Then his cocks swelled, stretching her tighter than she dreamed possible. He shuddered against her back, groaning with each distinct spasm. He came and came, his climaxes slow and rhythmic.
“I never dreamed…”
