“Fark,” I swore. “So beautiful.”
Her head lifted, her eyes met mine. She was crying.
“You are hurting?” I asked, panicked.
She shook her head. “Happy.”
I sighed.
“Horny. God, how am I going to walk?”
I couldn’t help but grin. “Constantly aroused. And wet.”
“Mmm, let me find out.”
I dropped to my knees again, got my mouth on her. At first, I was careful with the new ring, flicking it gently to test her response. She gasped and gripped the bedding. She was so wet, there was too much to lap up. I didn’t even try, only played with her new adornment until she came—which was obscenely swift. Yes, the clit ring was going to be such fun.
I stood once again, set my hands on my hips, took in my sated mate. My cock wept with pre-cum at my skill to satisfy my mate.
“Holy crap, that was intense. On Earth, we get a ring on our finger.” She held up her left hand and waved it about.
“Not very exciting,” I replied.
“This is definitely better,” she said, her voice all breathy. Her skin shone in the light like a pearl with a bloom of sweat.
“So much.”
“I wonder what sex is like with it,” she said, curious. Ah, my mate was insatiable. That pleased me so.
As I stripped off my clothes, I said, “Let’s find out.”
Zara
Isaak was gorgeous. I knew guys didn’t like to be called that, but as I watched him take off his clothes to stand before me bare, cock long and thick thrusting out from the juncture of his thighs, I couldn’t believe he was mine.
All mine. I felt the warm weight of his medallions against my chest. I couldn’t feel the clit ring. It had been as he’d said. No pain. No healing. That ReGen wand was insane. I moved, so I was on my knees on the bed. The action made the dangling chain sway, the clit ring shift. Oh my God. I hoped I got used to them because I had a feeling I was going to be constantly aroused. Sure, the way Isaak’s gaze flared with heat at the sight of his adornments meant he loved seeing me marked as his. But it wasn’t a one-way arrangement. I got pleasure from them too. Every time I moved, I’d know Isaak was mine, that he would only bring me happiness and pleasure.
Starting now. We were on Trion to stay. His parents… well, that was improved, but it would take time for them to work through all of their issues. He had a family. He had me. I had a new planet. A mate. A life. Love.
Isaak gripped his cock at the base, stroked it a few times from root to tip then moved to kneel on the bed with me. My pussy clenched with the need for him to be inside me. He wasn’t moving fast enough, so I pressed my body to his. He sat back on his heels which gave me room to climb in his lap, nestling the head of his cock at my entrance. Our eyes were almost aligned. I watched him as I lowered myself, taking him into me an inch at a time.
His hand came to my butt and helped, pushing me down, but I was so aroused that he filled me with ease.
I sighed. He hissed. I clenched around him, adjusting. The clit ring brushed against the base of his shaft, the sensation new. Intense.
“God, you feel so good,” I said.
“Gara,” he groaned.
“So good, Master.”
Yes, he was that to me. My everything.
Between one heartbeat and the next, Isaak lifted me up and off him, spun me about, so I faced away from him on all fours, then plunged deep. The chain dangled toward the bed and swayed with every hard thrust.
“Master!” I cried. How did he know I wanted it hard? Fast. Deep. It was insane how incredible it was between us.
A hand wound about my waist and pulled me back, so I was once again straddling his thighs, but now facing away from him. The hand lifted to my breast, cupped it and plucked at the nipple ring. The other slid between my thighs and played with the newest adornment. His hips thrust up and took me deep as he pushed me to come.
It didn’t take much. My clit was so sensitive with the ring, almost too much. But that was the love I felt for him. It was so intense it was almost too much.
I cried out as I came, Isaak taking me hard once, twice, then calling out my name as he came too.
I loved him. The need for him would be almost painful with the intensity of it. I’d volunteered to be in space for a mate. For a match. A master.
This went deeper, like his cock. I didn’t know where he ended and I began.
This was it for me. Isaak was it. I’d never get enough. Never doubt his love, his desire. I was marked. I was his. And he was mine. My rebel mate.
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