CHAPTER SEVEN

 

 

- Bren

My cock brushes against her wet cunt and begs me to plunge into her.

My hard cock. Something I’ve never seen before and I’m not even taking the time to admire it. But it’s throbbing along with my entire body to mate her. She’s so small though. And my cock is enormous right now.

When I put my finger inside her, she clenched it like that was all that would fit. She’s a woman though and her body is designed to accept mine, so she should stretch, but I hesitate as I lower myself. Logic says this wouldn’t be happening if we weren’t compatible.

Rubbing against her, I spread her juices down my length. My hair helps by stroking and coating us both as it enjoys her warmth and wetness. Never have I tasted anything like her. She’s an aphrodisiac. When I smell her, I want to taste her. When I taste her, I want to fuck her.

When I first noticed her scent, I thought it was a chemical pheromone she used on her body but it comes right from her cunt. Incredible. And delicious.

Pressing slightly against her opening, my cock head breaches her channel. Her face is flushed from her release and I’m encouraged as she spreads her legs wider and tilts her body towards me.

Slowly, I push forward, feeling her squeeze and tighten as the pressure in her channel clamps around me. It’s pleasure like I’ve never experienced and opening her to me is easier than I anticipated.

Hannah gasps below me as I lower more and her legs wrap around my waist. Her small hands grab my shoulders. Our eyes lock. Her blue eyes with their round pupil seem much rounder than a normal eye as they widen while I push forward slowly. Even through the borderline panic, her moan of pleasure spurs me on.

When I’m half way in, I stop and slowly pull back as her eyes flutter shut and she exhales beneath me. “Am I hurting you, Hannah?”

Her eyes snap open and up to meet mine and she smiles softly. “Not at all. It’s wonderful.”

I smile back as I move inside her again, pushing in further this time and she arches and allows me entrance. “You are so tight. Tell me if I hurt you.” She nods as I spread my legs wider to get more leverage, relieved that she is accepting me.

I’m torn between passion and pain as her wet, tight channel squeezes me, making it hard for me to keep control. Working my hard dick, in and out, I slowly penetrate her. When I’m almost completely inside her, I feel the top edge of her as my cock hits deep inside her channel.

She gasps and moans, tightening around me as I slide the last of my male member deep into her. We are both panting as we gaze at each other. Her eyes are big but there is a small smile on her lips.

“I’m in.” Groaning, I rock against her gently. “We are one.” Saying the ritualistic words seems to spur my body into action.

I see the markings on me. Before they were just light outlines on my chest and arms, but now they are darkening and pulsing. They swirl with my passion, deepening as the colors reflect off us both as I move inside her.

I can see passion in her eyes as she tightens with my small movements. Her body is made for me. I knew she was the one when I saw her.

Everything I ever wanted is going to work out, I just know it. “Are you ready?”

She gives a small nod and smiles again as I let out a relieved breath. Thank fuck. It is killing me to stay still. She feels so good, too good.

This won’t last long but I didn’t expect it to the first time.

Moving slowly, I slide my ridged cock slowly out and in, penetrating her completely as I pick up the pace.

I fuck her with long, firm strokes that have her groaning loudly beneath me. It feels incredible. Perfect. And right.

Shifting my hips, I angle up and new wetness gushes around me making my cock harder even as my mouth waters.

She’s bucking under me in time with my movements as I slide my arms under her upper body to cradle her to me. Our hair entwines, even though hers doesn’t respond. It doesn’t matter to me though. I know we are different, but not so different…

I stroke her everywhere, inside and out. I’m careful not to crush her as I start pushing deeper inside her, my tip is getting squeezed with each dip in.

It’s time. She’s mine.

My cock explodes deep inside her as I hold her to me, wanting to be together forever. Lights explode behind my eyes as my cum shoots into her. My skin feels on fire as the markings pulse in time with each burst deep into her and I hear my roar of satisfaction and conquest.

It goes on and on as she arches and moans beneath me, rubbing her entire channel on my hard rod buried deep inside her. I keep coming as she milks me, squeezing and relaxing, growing fainter as her body winds down with mine.

Immediately, I feel her contentment blanket mine, reassuring me that everything is falling into place perfectly. Completion is a rarely discussed topic, spoken of in hushed whispers and never with any descriptions coming close to what I’m experiencing.

This is the difference. What we’ve lost as a people. I wasn’t even aware I’ve been searching for it.

Watching with utter satisfaction, our mirrored mating marks pulse with colors in a fine, detailed swirling design on our skin. The tops of her shoulder blades and back of her neck are just starting to deepen and pulse in time with her slowing breath. They are the surest sign that our mating is complete, and I’m relieved to see them developing on her.

Dropping to my side, I pull her body snug against me. Rolling I keep us connected and my cock buried inside her. She sighs and settles quietly on top of me, slowly rubbing her cheek on my chest before dropping her head and closing her eyes.

I can feel her contentment tinged with confusion through our bond. The confusion I can understand too. Who would have guessed our species were compatible? Of course, we’ve never actively searched for other species to mate with, just other worlds to inhabit. The council wouldn’t be too keen on making that part of their mandate!

But it’s done. My arms tighten briefly before I arch my cock deeper inside her and begin to softly stroke her back.

She’s mine. Perfectly mine. And I never will let her go.

I’ll figure out how to make her happy, so she’ll never wants to leave. Feeling her contentment now gives me hope that I can do it. I can overcome my lack of knowledge of the opposite sex. She enjoyed my lovemaking now.

The other obstacles seem so far away, and I don’t want them to intrude on this contentment and the joy we are sharing of our bond. It makes sense that new couples would go away to celebrate and just enjoy one another for weeks after their mating. The intimacy and pleasure are extreme and even now, still enjoying her tightness around me, I want to hear her cries and watch her gush around me.

My thoughts cause her to tighten and press into me and I feel her pleasure wash over us both just as my door alarm sounds.

Fuck the gates of hell!

There is only one person that would drop by without letting me know first and I didn’t expect to see him so soon.

Gently, I roll us onto our sides so that I can ease my still hard cock out of her channel. Hannah smiles up at me as I lower her down. “The door. Stay here.” Her moan of assent makes me groan in reply.

Quickly, I throw my legs over the side of the bed and pull the covers up and over her naked form. He’s not going to get a free show while he’s here.

Smiling grimly, I rethink that thought. He’s not going to get a free show of my mate.

Checking the viewer, I confirm it’s Atticus. He’s the ship’s medical doctor and one of my closest friends. But even with him, I feel territorial and letting him in feels like sharing even though I know he’s only concerned.

Crossing my arms over my naked chest, I activate the door and watch his face change from grim determination to horror. His eyes jerk back to mine quickly as he mimics my stance, crossing his own arms slowly.

“Should I come back?” He steps forward and into my place despite his words. “Never mind. I’m not leaving.”

He turns, and forces closed my door, too impatient to wait for the auto close sensor to engage. Spinning back towards me, his eyes roam over my markings slowly.

“Tell me everything.”