by Pearl Tate
Charles looks like one of the many men I’ve dated over the last couple years. Kind and attractive, but not worth all the angst I’ve put myself through. Why was I so stubborn?
It seems so silly now. Like I was being a love-sick stubborn teenager … oh yeah, I was!
“Jade?” Focusing back on the phone propped against my legs, I see Charles looking at me seriously. “Are you okay? I lost you there.”
Before I can respond, a hand settles on his shoulder and a young woman leans down. “Hey, Jade! I’ve heard so much about you.” The brunette smiles as Charles pulls her into his lap. She balances on his knee, swiveling to address him and casually circling his shoulders with one arm. “I’m just heading out to the store. No last minute requests?”
“No, baby. Don’t worry about me and drive safe.”
Hopping up, she turns toward the camera, bending down again to peer at me. “I’ll leave you guys to your call. I’m glad you called, Jade.” Standing up straighter, she hovers over Charles, “Love you.”
Pecking him lightly on the lips, she drifts from view, and I’m left staring at Charles’ sheepish grin. I just watched the man I’ve loved since I was ten kiss the woman who’s carrying his child, and I feel … nothing. For the first time ever, just thinking about him isn’t painful.
I feel … free.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- Desin
Payak gave me the exact location of where Jade and Teresa live, and even though I know it’s forward and she may not be ready to see me yet, I knock on her door anyways. I don’t even take the time to call or text her. That would give her the opportunity to say no and after rounding up the Wen-infected, I need to see her, touch her, and assure myself she’s fine.
The door cracks open slightly, and I watch Jade peer at me over the safety chain stretching in front of her nose. Her one eye widens before she slams the door shut on me. Great.
But no sooner does it close, it opens again wide enough for me to enter, and I realize she was just removing the safety chain. Before I can even step inside, she’s jumped at me in the doorway, throwing her arms around my neck and hugging me tight. The sense of relief I feel is enormous as I let out a deep breath of relief, snuggling into her neck and inhaling her scent.
Squeezing me, Jade’s breath flickers over my ear as she whispers, “Let’s phase to your dimension. Teresa’s in her room and I don’t want her—”
Stepping into her entryway, I kick the door shut behind me and immediately phase us into my dimension. Hovering briefly in the gateway for a moment, I ask, “Does this mean you missed me?”
Colors swirl, reflected in Jade’s deep blue eyes, making them appear green and then purple before changing back to her normal blue hue. She’s leaned back in my embrace, smiling as I drop my weight onto the bed behind me.
“Oh, yes. You’ve no idea.”
Lunging forward, Jade's lips slam into mine as she plunges her tongue deep into my mouth. Moaning my happiness, my hands release her hips and travel up to the back of her neck, trapping her against me as I tilt my head to deepen our connection. Instead of pulling away like I’m afraid she’ll do, she drops her weight on top of me, pressing our bodies tighter together.
I feel every soft curve of her rubbing against me as she writhes on top of my body. I’m instantly hard, and my cock throbs in the confining pants I’ve been required to wear since arriving on this planet. In fact, I can feel the cool, metal zipper of the Earth clothing digging in against my sensitive dick as it throbs with my heartbeat.
Already, I can tell it’s going to take all of my self-control to wait for Jade to get to know me better before consummating our mating. When she pulls away, I release her reluctantly. When she sits up, still straddling me, I watch in amazement as she pulls her thin shirt over her head, leaving her wearing a much smaller shirt over her firm breasts.
Plump tits press against the top of the tight material as she flings the shirt next to our feet. Without hesitating, she reaches down and lifts the tiny covering strapping her chest tightly against her body. Her breasts are round, high globes, bouncing slightly as she tosses the second covering to the side.
“I’m ready.” Still holding her arms up, she smiles brightly as I look up at her, mouth hanging open in astonishment. Could she mean what I think? I don’t want to push her. After speaking with Payak about his confidence in Teresa’s immunity following their mating earlier today, I’ve been talking myself out of pressuring her.
“I know what you’re thinking.” Jade lifts up higher on her legs, shifting her leg over me to sit on her knees next to me on the mattress. I follow her to a sitting position, holding my breath and afraid to hope. The safest way to make absolutely sure that she’ll not be susceptible to the Wen virus that’s now sweeping two areas of her planet is to make sure she really is mated—to me.
Just watching her pull her pants over her hips has me pressing a palm to my hard cock which is now being painfully ripped at by the closure device. How do Earth men tolerate the uncomfortable effect of having their penis trapped at such an awkward angle? Certainly, they must periodically get hard?
With just a small undergarment left on, she throws her pants off the bed. “It’s just … for so long I’ve been waiting for … well—first of all—for Charles to come to his senses. But after that … and even really at the same time … I’ve been waiting for someone perfect enough to be my first.” Huffing indignantly, she continues, “I mean, come on! I’m twenty-four. It seemed a shame to wait all that time and then to just have sex to say I have. You know?”
I’m positive I’m not following all the nuances of what she’s saying. But I do understand that she’s taking off her clothing which gives me the idea that I should be fine to take mine off too. Ripping my shirt over my head, I tilt back to release the button closure on my pants, letting out a sigh of relief as the pressure lightens.
As I lift my hips to pull my pants down, I leave my smaller under pants on as she did because she’s paused to watch me. Nodding, in case that’s what she’s waiting for, I feel her eyes on me as she freezes next to my side. When she still hasn’t moved to remove her smaller under garment, I lean back on my elbows, waiting to see if I’ve been too presumptuous. Was this too much, too fast?
“Jade?” I finally say as she stares at me blankly. I want her to lead. To tell me what she’s comfortable with. Instead of answering, her trembling hand lifts, dropping onto my chest, just under my neck, before lightly running her fingers down, sending shards of pleasure throughout my body. Her soft palm settles over my heart where she pauses.
With just that small touch, I can feel my secondary incisors pressing against my gums. I felt it the first time we were here, but it was easy to ignore with all the serious conversation. This time, with her clothing removed, it’s hard for my gaze to not drop to her naked chest. But I don’t want to miss any of the looks on her face either.
Shaking her head slightly, Jade’s eyes shoot to my face. “I’m sorry … I got … distracted. You’re just so …”
When she just shakes her head again, I begin to worry. Is she dissatisfied with my body? I think I’m fairly standard and average as far as Sinth go. There was one time I discussed my body and physical insecurities with Lana, and she assured me that I was within the average tolerances of all our species.
“… Perfect. Kinda makes a girl feel a tad bit inadequate.” While I’m staring at her, Jade’s eyes drop to her chest and she gives it a small shake.
Reaching up slowly, I give her every opportunity to stop me as I settle my own palm against her chest just like she’s done to me. Both our hearts are pounding wildly as we stare at each other, enjoying this moment of connection. My hand covers her chest almost from nipple to nipple, and I slide my thumb up, lightly stroking the hard peak of her breast. “You don’t feel these are perfect?”
Blowing out a rush of exasperation, Jade pushes against me lightly, and I completely fall back as she crawls over me. “I know my strengths and
weaknesses. You have to admit they could stand to be a little bigger.”
As she settles her weight above me, I look up at the perfect mounds. “I think they’re perfect. Symmetrical.” Both my hands reach up to cup her, floating my fingers over the tight peaks. Lifting up a little, I latch onto one of her nipples with my mouth, sucking the taut bud between my lips. Jade’s hands grab my head, twining her fingers into my hair and holding me to her tightly as she throws her head back. As soon as my lips meet her skin, my teeth spring out, sliding through my gums with an arousing sensation. Pulling back from her in surprise, I lift my hand to my lips, and Jade’s moan cuts off as she looks down at me curiously.
While I run my tongue over my teeth, curious about the new sensitive sensation, Jade looks at me seriously, leaning in closer and getting to eye level with my mouth. “Are you okay?”
Nodding, I drop my hand and open my mouth slightly . “My secondary incisors have come out for mating. I didn’t want to hurt you with them. See?” The look of concern on Jade’s face changes to horror as she looks into my mouth and scrambles off my lap.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
- Jade
What. The. Fuck.
When Desin said his “secondary incisors” had come out, I thought he was referring to a dental bridge or something. I don’t know that much about teeth or missing teeth or what constitutes an “incisor,” but what he was referring to were damn fangs! Like True Blood fangs!
The craziest part, though, is despite my downright horror to see the guy I’m about to go all the way with—finally, I might add—sprouting fangs, they turn me on. Landing on my ass next to him, I can tell he’s puzzled by my reaction as he sits up and reaches for me, trying to keep me from falling off the bed as I push away. “What … what’s going on?”
For the first time since I’ve been with him, I feel pranked. Looking around, I still don’t see anything but a white haze surrounding us in every direction. No one’s popping out saying, “Gotcha!”
“Wait! Jade, please. Don’t be frightened.” Desin’s words start with a lisp, and while I watch his eyes widen at my reaction, his fangs just … disappear. Squinting slightly, I don’t move closer, but I do brace myself as he leans toward me. “They’re gone.”
Slumping slightly, he looks at me, appearing to gather his thoughts as he rubs the back of his neck with his free hand. “Is that … an alien thing?” I ask. I mean, he thinks I’m scared, but really, it just surprised me, making me question if this is for real.
Now Desin looks so despondent, and everything in me—every fiber of my being—wants to comfort him. It doesn’t make any sense. I’m fighting my own instincts to be scared as hell when I’m drawn to him on such a base level.
“Yes. I mean, it’s a Sinth mating thing, for sure.” Blinking slightly, he shakes his head. “It’s been so long since our species has mated. I have to admit that until this moment, there was a part of me that was pretty horrified by the idea too. It sounds … gross?” His eyebrows go up as I nod, giggling slightly.
Desin begins laughing along with me, and before I realize it, we’re collapsing back on the bed, laughing hysterically. Rolling to face him, I place my hand on his chest, enjoying the pulsing vibration between us. It’s calming. Comforting.
“It does sound gross. Is there any particular reason …?” Desin’s head turns to study me as I add, “I mean, what’s the purpose? Why? Will you bite me all the time? Do you have to bite me?” My voice trails off, but I wonder if I really mean that.
I know, I know. As stupid as it sounds I’m already warming up to the idea. Not that I want a bunch of blood running down my body during sex or anything. That doesn’t appeal to me, but I can’t help wondering what this would mean in our relationship.
“Honestly, I think it’s just part of joining our chemistry so that our dimensions combine?” Desin doesn’t sound sure. “It does something chemically to us both, but since you aren’t a Sinth I don’t know …” Combing a stray hair out of my eyes, he shrugs. “I’ll need to look into it more. I should’ve asked Payak—”
“Payak? Why? Does he know more about it?”
Desin rolls to face me, straightening his body so we’re laying side by side with only a foot between us. Drawing my hands into his, he links our fingers. “Payak and Teresa mated already.”
“They did!” In my surprise, I begin to scramble back up, but Desin doesn’t release me as I try to twist away. “That bitch!” Stilling next to him when I realize I’m not going anywhere, I squeeze his hands tight in frustration. “Why didn’t Teresa tell me?”
When Desin doesn’t answer, just shakes his head noncommittally, I blink and try to think back to the last time I saw her. Everything is so convoluted, and I’ve been pretty self-involved. But I haven’t crossed paths with her since our accident in the warehouse!
Fuck! I need to make sure she’s okay too—
“Hey.” Blinking, I focus on Desin’s lips, only a foot away. “Don’t worry about her. She’s in good hands, I promise. I’ve known Payak a long time, and he’s definitely a little overbearing and serious sometimes, but he cares about everyone around him. He’ll take good care of her.”
Swallowing hard, I manage to whisper, “Do you really think so?” Ted, her last boyfriend, was a self-absorbed asshole. She deserves so much better.
“I’m positive. But I want to talk about us again. You seemed ready to be with me … sexually. Did the physical differences worry you? My incisors …”
“The blood drinking thing does seem a little weird. Unsanitary? I mean, humans would never drink each other’s blood. It’s kind of a taboo issue with so many diseases tied to it—”
Desin smiles as he cuts me off. “That’s where things are different for the Sinth. When we phase into our dimension, it causes us to “purge” our body of any foreign components, germs, viruses, diseases, etcetera … every single time. Consequently, we don’t carry any disease for long. As long as we’re phasing, which usually we do inadvertently when we sleep, we’re healthy. It’s staying in a dimension that can be detrimental long-term. Does that make sense?”
Nodding, I consider what he’s saying. “Even though you appear … so similar to a human man … you really aren’t?” Pulling my hand from his, I feel the short hairs on his body as my fingers travel up to his shoulder. Sparks of awareness skitter along my arm and into my own chest at the intimate exploration. His muscles look just like an average man’s, only he’s a lot fitter than most of the guys you see . Not bulky like a bodybuilder, but more of a swimmer’s long, firm muscles. My hand continues to travel down his torso, feeling the power of his body.
When Desin doesn’t answer right away, I look up at him, meeting his eyes. “I don’t know exactly how similar we are, but considering we can mate, we must be fairly close,” he tells me. “Sinth just have the capability to phase. It’s not something any other species can do naturally, but it keeps us healthy and mentally balanced. That’s the one thing our females are missing as they mature. The ability to phase. They become mentally unbalanced, and don’t live long past puberty.”
At the serious turn of the conversation, I wiggle closer to him. In the back of my mind, I can’t help thinking about how if they had females, I might not be in his arms right now. He might have a mate. I pull my hand from his so I can link my hands together around his neck, and I press my lips to his. It’s meant to be a chaste kiss, emphasizing how sorry I feel about that happening to his species.
But as soon as our lips meet, a rush of desire so intense shoots through me that all I can do is moan and surrender to the lust that takes over all of my senses. Desin’s arms circle me tightly, pulling me on top of him as he rolls onto his back and squeezing me to him as our tongues tangle. His minty breath tastes divine, and as our lips press harder against each other, I notice he’s pulling back.
It must be his fangs again. In an effort to assuage his concern, I run my tongue upward and along the edge of his teeth, searching for the new “secondar
y incisors.” They must come out when we become passionate because they aren’t the only thing hard and pressing against me right now. Despite the underwear I’m still wearing, I can easily feel the hard length of his cock rubbing against me.
My tongue catches on the point of his tooth on the right, and I immediately taste blood although it doesn’t hurt. Desin’s reaction is to instantly freeze in place, swallowing hard as he pulls back slightly. When my eyes finally flutter open to focus on his face, so close in front of me, he has almost a pained expression.
A deep rumble begins in his throat, and silver swirls in his gray eyes. As his growl intensifies, it’s both intimidating and arousing, and I give him an answering moan, breathing out, “Good?”
Instead of answering, he pulls me to him again, sucking my tongue into his mouth as he continues to kiss me aggressively. After a couple of seconds, our tongues swap places, and I taste something different. But before I can even register what it is, every hair on my body stands on end and a cool sensation presses over the surface of my skin everywhere. My clit lights up like a turbo vibrator just landed on it! Spontaneously, I climax, screeching in surprise and pleasure as I try to question him, “Desin! Ah …”
Aftershocks of pleasure race over me as I pant, shocked and aroused by the intensity of my orgasm when nothing was touching me sexually between my legs. What the hell?
I can’t believe it as my body continues to operate on autopilot, grinding against Desin in abandon and enjoying every moment of pleasure. Desin feathers light kisses over my hairline and face as he presses his throbbing cock against me through the thin barrier of clothing between us. Despite the material, I can feel how soaked I am with moisture seeping down the inside of my leg.