Yule and Tyd

Yule couldn’t keep his eyes off of her—Tyd—the woman. All this time he’d never thought of Tyd other than a voice in the computer and his best friend. Escaping with Tyd just jumped to being the first priority in his head. He could never leave her behind. Never.

Laying on his bed she appeared so fragile, so delicate.

And his.

Tyd was beautiful and she was displayed just for him. She was petite, with dark, long hair. The edges hung to reach the top of her nipples. The bad lighting in the room couldn’t hide how shiny and full her hair was and how it framed a delicate oval face. Her eyes were bright and full of life and held the same wonderment of a child’s. Her lips were plump and pink. His heart quickened when an image of her lips wrapped around his cock came forth into his mind. He stopped in his tracks and inhaled a sharp breath.

Her eyebrows pulled together in confusion. “You...you don’t find me appealing?” she whispered.

Even her voice was beautiful. He hadn’t heard a female’s voice in so long, but he didn’t think that was the reason the sound caressed his ears. No, he knew that if he were surrounded by a million voices he would still turn to hers.

“You’re perfect,” he replied.

Yule let his eyes roam down the length of her body, taking in her round breasts and the dark nipples that stood erect only for him. His gaze then traveled down to her small waist. Her hips were shapely and the valley nestled between her legs was smooth and inviting. When he forced his gaze to continue his exploration, he found her legs were long and toned. And he wanted those same legs wrapped around his waist.

“Hontis gave me some options to choose from.” She looked down at herself. “I was drawn to this particular body. I took into consideration that you would prefer companionship with your own species. I also guessed that you would prefer a woman who was shorter and smaller than yourself. And these,” she placed a hand on one of her breasts. “I picked the same size as one of the females that you have pictured on the wall by your work station. In particular the female that you seem to watch the longest before you return to your room to stroke on your co—”

“That’s enough,” he blurted out. “I get the picture.” To have her know about how he’d had to pleasure himself was even more embarrassing now that she was in a human form.

Tyd let her hand fall from her breast. “I apologize. You were upset when I mentioned it before. I should not have brought it up again. I understand now that it was wrong for you to touch yourself...and it is also wrong for me to think of doing the same to myself.”

The thought of her caressing her pussy while he watched made his cock ache. He gripped his thigh. “Humans and other species do it all the time. Some people prefer to keep what they do in the privacy of their bedrooms a secret, but it’s not wrong, it’s pleasurable.”

“And in this bedroom, in this form...is it acceptable for me to pleasure myself as well?”

He let out a groan. “Yes.” Ancients, now the image of her doing just that seemed to burn in his mind.

She nodded and spread her legs. “I want to find pleasure now. My body craves for a touch...down there.”

Heat coursed across his body. The air thickened around him. “Fulfill your desires.”

His confirmation was all she needed. As if in slow motion her hand moved across her hip and to her hairless folds. She delicately spread them and dipped a finger inside and on a shuddering breath closed her eyes. He couldn’t stand it any longer. Yule crossed the short distance between them in long strides. His mind went blank. He didn’t know what he was going to do when he reached her. But his mouth did.

He climbed onto his bed and was over her in a flash. In a hungry fury his lips were on hers; their tongues swirled and dueled. He drank her in as his hand reached down to cup her breast. He only stayed there for a moment to feel her size and the weight in his hand. He brushed the rough pad of his thumb across her nipple. She arched toward him and her tongue delved further into his mouth. His cock throbbed in his pants at her response to his touch. Yule strained for self-control while she moaned into his mouth and writhed.

Letting her breast go, he trailed his hand down between her legs to meet hers and, as if one, their fingers moved in unison—his and hers sliding in and out of her sheath.

He pulled away from her mouth. “You’re so wet—so tight,” he said when he was able to catch a breath.

She licked the outside of his lip and nipped at it. “Is that good?” she said on a heavy breath.

His cock was rock hard and he doubted if the thin material of his pants would hold it restrained much longer. “Good, so good.” He kissed her chin and moved down her neck.

Tyd tugged at his head, trying to make him come back to her mouth. “Kiss me some more. I like that.”

He looked up at her and gave a half-smile. “If you liked that, you’ll love this.”

Confusion crossed her face. He pulled an erect nipple between his lips. “Oh!” Tyd’s free hand gripped his shoulder.

Yule was just as slow licking and sucking her nipple as he was with caressing her pussy. He pulled away from one nipple to take care of the other. Back and forth he went, from one to the other, as he slipped his finger in and out of her. She was so tight, so soft, so wet. If he wasn’t careful he would come before he even entered her. But that wouldn’t do. He wanted to take his time with Tyd.

Tyd bucked against his hand. The information that she’d downloaded could have never described the feeling she was experiencing right now—it was better than she could’ve ever imagined.

Why weren’t people having sex all the time?

How could they stand to do other activities besides have sex?

Her mind swam with those thoughts as Yule’s tongue played with her nipples. She pulled her hand out of her pussy and gripped his wrist, helping him stroke her walls. She wanted more and she knew there was more. The desire building between her legs could only be quenched by one thing. Yule.

Tyd arched against him. “Please.”

He pulled away slightly, his face set in pain. “I’m—I’m trying to gain some control first.”

“Yule, please. It feels as though there’s a fire burning inside of me. I know what needs to be done. I need you.”

Yule groaned, pulling his fingers from her wetness. His hand glistened from her essence. He moved back and stood. Only then did she see how hard his cock was. There was no mistaking that he was just as impatient as she was. His cock formed a thick outline in his pants.

“Now, take me now,” she begged.

Yule hooked his thumbs inside his waistband and pushed his pants down his hips, letting his cock spring free. She caught her breath at the size of his penis, thick and long it stood erect and aimed at her. He continued to push his pants down his muscular thighs, until they past his knees and he could step out of them. He stood before her naked and she drank in the sight of him. Her eyes roamed his body, settling on parts of him—his chest and cock—the longest. She liked those parts the best.

“Will it fit?” she asked. She’d felt her sheath and it was barely big enough to accommodate two fingers, and what was before her was longer and thicker.

His cock twitched in response. “It will. We’ll take it slow.”

“I’ll follow your lead.”

“You’re no longer in a computer system, Tyd. With me you’ll have free will. We’ll do this—together.”

She watched him as he settled onto the bed, one knee at a time, and crawled up her body, making his way between her spread legs. There was something so submissive about her position. She lay beneath him, giving Yule full control over her. When she thought about it, she’d been submissive since her existence, always at the beck and call of someone else. She didn’t mind then and she didn’t mind now.

Tyd spread her legs farther apart as he took his place between them, pressing his cock against her entrance. His crown crowded her entrance and she yearned for him even more.

Yule lay on top of her and cradled her head between his arms. “This is going to hurt at first,” he whispered. “But I’ll be as gentle as possible.” He stroked her hair away from her face.

Tyd nodded. She expected pain during the first time. She could overlook that because after the pain there was pleasure to be had. She gripped his arms and braced her body. “Take me.”

The first thrust breached her entrance in a shattering movement. Her breath caught in her throat and her vision darkened. He was too big—it was too much.

“Breathe, Tyd. Take a deep breath,” he rasped.

She hadn’t known she wasn’t breathing. She let out a hard breath and bit back against the pain pulsating throughout her body.

“Are you alright?” he asked.

Tyd nodded. She didn’t speak for fear a cry would come out.

“I’m going to move again,” he said. “Tell me if the pain is too much, and if you want me to stop, I will.”

He voice was so soft, understanding.

“Keep going.” Pain then pleasure. She reminded herself.

On her command he began moving again, in and out, deeper and deeper. He seemed to fill her up, overtaking her. She couldn’t catch her breath as he moved at a slow and steady pace. He was too big, this body was too small to accommodate him. A tear formed in the corner of her eye. She’d failed.

Just when she was about to tell him to stop, that she couldn’t take any more, a moan escaped her lips. A deep and hearty moan. Pleasure was quickly replacing any pain she’d felt. Unbelievable pleasure. It was all she could focus on—his cock massaging and stretching her walls. Soon he slipped in and out with ease. She was wet and covering him. The sounds of their lovemaking could be heard throughout the room.

“Better?” he asked, his mouth brushed against her ear.

She closed her eyes and bathed in the pleasure. “Yes, yes, a thousand times yes.”

“Can I give you more?” he asked in a deeper voice.

She thought he’d given her all that he had. At the thought of him filling her even more her heart quickened. “Give me all of you.”

And give her more he did. His pace sped up and his hips beat against her thighs. Her breasts bounced in time with his movements. Tyd’s nails dug into the muscles of his damp arms. Yule rocked her against the bed, grunting as he drove into her. Tyd tightened her legs around his waist and reveled in the ecstasy of how this felt—how Yule felt. Every nerve in her body fired in response to him. Her body tingled with each thrust.

When he leaned down to claim her nipple, all the tingles erupted at once, causing a surge of pleasure to travel down her spine and to her core, where it released. Tyd threw back her head and yelled. Her eyes rolled up and her body convulsed. Joining her in release, Yule screamed and spasmed on top of her. He pumped furiously into her as his seed coated her walls.

Yule lowered himself to cover her, their bodies spent and dripping. She held onto him, not wanting to let him go. Yule had given her something that she never could’ve imagined. Pleasure and freedom.

“Are you alright?” he asked.

Tyd let her hands roam across his slick back. “I’m better than alright.”

Yule rolled onto his back and pulled her with him. She laid her arm across his body and rested her head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat. It was fast, but since she monitored his vital signs for so long now she’d become accustomed to the sound and it felt just right to her. His heartbeat was like a beacon calling her home.

“Tyd?”

She didn’t lift her head to speak to him. Instead she trailed around his nipple with a playful finger. “Yes?”

“You’re mine forever. There’s no way I’m letting you return to the computer.”

She snuggled against him. She’d never be able to return to the cold dark world of the mainframe after experiencing this. “I don’t want to go back. I want to stay here with you.”

Yule squeezed her shoulder. “You’re my best friend and now my lover. I’ll think of something—we’ll both think of something. When I leave you’re coming with me.”

Tyd closed her eyes, believing in Yule’s words. She knew Yule spent a lot of his time trying to convince the council to release her from her duties on the outpost and she’d grown to love him because of it. No one had ever tried to secure her release before. No one had ever cared about the A.I. in the mainframe until Yule. She’d do anything for him and follow him anywhere. She was his and he was hers.

“We’ll make our way to Earth and live happily there. Where’s the first place you’d like to visit, Tyd?”

“I don’t care, just as long as we’re together.”

Yule kissed her on the top of the head. “Thank you for your gift. You are the best gift I’ve ever received.”

“Merry Christmas, Yule.”

About A.M. Griffin

A. M. Griffin is a wife who rarely cooks, mother of three, dog owner (and sometimes dog owned), a daughter, sister, aunt and friend. She’s a hard worker whose two favorite outlets are reading and writing. She enjoys reading everything from mystery novels to historical romances and of course fantasy romance. She is a believer in the unbelievable, open to all possibilities from mermaids in our oceans and seas, angels in the skies and intelligent life forms in distant galaxies.

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