He laughed and then said, “This ship is built to transport many people, but based on the goal of this trip—to capture Fey and me—I think it’s understaffed. This room isn’t being used.” I nodded, trusting him to know more about his culture than I did. “Still,” he continued, “just to be safe.” He strode across the room, erection bobbing to and fro, and punched something into the padlock next to the door. A whirring noise sounded, and the small window in the door went opaque.
“Neat trick.” I said.
Myro turned back to me, gave me another glimpse of that rare, wicked grin, then bounded across the room. He leapt at the last second and I squealed as he landed on top of me, but he held himself far enough off of me that I didn’t get crushed.
“Hello,” he murmured. I stared at him with wide eyes, unbelievably aroused and surprised by his behavior.
Slowly, I ran my hands up his broad chest, making him shiver. “Hello back.”
Myro lowered himself enough to be hovering over my body, and looked at me as if I was the only thing he’d been waiting for his entire life. I supposed that, in some ways, I was. I lifted my head to close the distance, and placed my lips gently against his.
Myro sighed into my mouth, then lowered his body until it was pressed against mine, his erection flat against my stomach. I bucked my hips up into him, but he didn’t budge. He kissed me slowly, languidly, shoving as much of his power and his love for me into that kiss.
Even though we were in a dangerous situation, even though we were in a stolen bedroom aboard a ship headed to our certain doom, I kissed him back with as much emotion as he was crushing me with. The moment was tender, sweet, and perfect, and my body flooded with passion.
Not from Myro’s power. No, this time it was all me, and it was all because of him, not his power. Not wanting to waste a second of our borrowed time, I kissed him deeper, plunging my tongue into his mouth and yanking him down on top of me until I practically couldn’t breathe beneath his weight.
He tasted so good. Like sweat and adrenaline and sex. I wiggled below him, trying to remove the pesky clothing so our skin could meet. Understanding what I wanted, Myro lifted himself easily to allow me to shimmy out of both tops and bottoms.
Briefly, I became stuck in the tangle of fabric and Myro chuckled as he swiftly removed the obstructions. Now fully naked, Myro slowly dragged his gaze down my body. There was so little light in the room that I wasn’t sure what he was enjoying without using his hands, but he seemed pleased because he lowered his head to capture a nipple with his mouth.
I arched into him, dragging my nails up his back while he sucked, pulled, and swirled his tongue over me. His cock twitched into my stomach and I slowly moved my hips in time with his. I heard him groan, and he switched to the other breast, this time a little rougher.
Fine by me.
I pushed on him gently, wanting to be the one in charge this time. He let go of me to appraise my face. “What?” He asked, not understanding. I pushed again and the silly man stood up, instead of switching places as I’d been expecting him to.
I sighed, but decided this could work too. I felt forward in the darkness for his abdomen. When I found it I stood as well, only to lower myself to my knees before him. Fey’s cock had tasted as good as I’d imagined, and I knew Myro would be equally delicious. My only worry was his size...
“What are you—”, his words choked off as I lowered my head to his cock, taking in as much as I could, which wasn’t nearly as much as I’d like. Oh well, at least his soft skin tasted as good as I’d imagined.
Myro surged forward, nearly gagging me. I coughed and pushed on him gently, and he leaned back before placing his warm hands on my head, groaning as I began.
Just as he’d teased my nipples with his tongue, I would do the same to him. I used my tongue to suck and stroke, then added my hand to the base of his cock in order to leave no inch of skin untouched. I used the other hand to cradle his balls.
At that little addition, Myro yelped, but sighed and groaned and tangled his fingers in my hair. I worked harder, wanting to wring every ounce of pleasure out of him I could, even if it meant I’d have to wait to experience his cock in a different spot.
Myro was gasping and panting above me as he gazed down at me with liquid gold eyes. Then, I saw his face screw up and his muscles tense and I knew he was close. I moved faster, sucked harder, and moved my hands to his ass, excited for the climax. But then, in a flash of movement I didn’t see coming, I was somehow off of his cock, in his arms, and he was slamming his mouth on mine.
I shoved him back, disappointed but freshly aroused. “Hey, I was—”, Myro cut me off with another kiss, then turned to place me back on the bed. I had no idea why he’d stopped me, but I guessed it had something to do with him wanting to pleasure me first.
Fine by me. Myro laid me down as if I was made of glass, then dragged his hands down my body until I was quivering again. Myro kept going. At the same moment that I realized what he was about to do, he licked along my slit with determination.
“Fuck!” I shouted, nearly hip-checking him in the face as both he and Fey had done to me already. He looked up
