by Lily Harlem
He swallowed and pressed his lips together.
“But love is complex,” I said. “It’s about trust and companionship and feeling like there’s something missing when you’re not together. It’s about wanting to know everything there is to learn about the other person, and on top of that, yes, there’s physical desire thrown into the mix.”
“Yes, that’s how I feel, like I just want to be with you, care for you, get to know you so much better and…”
“And do you desire me?”
“I can’t do that.”
“Why not? You’re a man, and I’m a woman. It’s how it works despite us being from different planets.”
He glanced away.
“Hurin, talk to me. Tell me what you’re thinking.”
He sighed softly. “Some Athions have found alternate ways to sate their desire.”
“You mean they’re gay,” I said quietly. “They pair up together instead of waiting for a woman that might never come along.”
“Yes.” He appeared a little surprised by my words. “That is what I mean.”
I frowned. “Are you trying to tell me that’s what you want to do? You want to find a man to be with.” I paused. “Are you gay, Hurin?”
“No, no, not at all.” He slid his hand down the groove of my spine and settled it in the small of my back. “I have no desire for men. I’ll be honest, I don’t understand it.”
“So what’s the problem?”
“My brother, Brai, he has…he has a man in his life.”
“Oh, I see.” I paused. “Another Southern Tip?”
“Yes, it is for the best. They understand each other’s anatomy, or so he once told me.” He held my gaze for a moment then looked away.
“What’s the problem, Hurin?” I was relieved the insistent shivering had gone. Now I felt warm and safe in bed with Hurin.
“I worry that you won’t understand that. If I’m ever lucky enough to take you to my village and you meet him, you will think it too strange.”
“You’re worried about what I think?”
“Yes.”
“Hurin.” I lifted up and held his face. “I pride myself in being open-minded, not being prejudiced, and accepting that love is love. Heck, I have three, or maybe four if I can count you, boyfriends. That’s not what someone who judges others’ unconventional lifestyles does.”
He was quiet.
“And on Earth,” I went on, “men have married and had families with other men for over half a century now. It’s accepted in every culture, the same if two women want to be together.”
“So you wouldn’t be shocked if you met Brai?”
“No, definitely not.” I thought of Sai and Ezekeil. Had they really hidden their relationship from everyone except for Julian and I? “In fact…”
“What?”
“Sai and Ezekeil.”
He frowned. “What about them?”
“They’re…they’re a couple.”
“They are?”
“Yes.”
“How do you know, Uma?”
“I saw them together once. They were intimate.”
He raised his eyebrows. “I guess that’s why they’re slacking in their duties. They’ve been asleep for months, and now they’re awake, they’re making up for lost time.”
“Perhaps.” I paused, wondering whether or not to divulge the next bit of information. “They asked me to join them in bed.”
He frowned, and his eyebrows tugged low. “And what did you say?”
I touched my nose to his and smiled. “I said thanks but no thanks. I think I’ve got plenty to cope with, don’t you?” I laughed. “Two humans and two Athions are enough for any girl without throwing another couple into the mix.”
He curled a lock of my hair around his finger. “You weren’t disgusted by the idea of joining them, or when you saw them?”
“No, not at all. I like sex, in all its varieties. I also like men, so it stands to reason seeing two together would fascinate me, not horrify me.”
He dragged in a deep breath as though processing what I was telling him.
“You’ve never had sex, have you?” I asked.
“You know I haven’t.”
“Would you like to?”
He closed his eyes. “I can’t.”
“Why not?”
“I’m not sure how to. I don’t want to do it wrong and hurt you.”
“You wouldn’t hurt me.” I turned his face to mine and kissed him, enjoying the way his wide, soft lips moved with mine, almost followed mine. “Why don’t we give it a try?”
“We shouldn’t.” He gazed up at me. “You’ve had a fright, you were in shock not long ago.”
“I feel better now. You’ve cured me.”
“I’d never forgive myself if I made you sick again, or gave you pain.”
“Now I’m starting to think you don’t desire me at all, Hurin.”
“I do,” he said quickly. “I really do, Uma. More than I’ve ever wanted anything.”
“So what are we waiting for?” I reached for his hand and drew it to my right breast. “Touch me in places you never have before. Start with here.”
Chapter Fourteen
Hurin stared into my eyes as he discovered the shape and feel of my breasts through my t-shirt and bra.
“You’re so soft,” he murmured. His pupils were wide, his breaths coming a little faster than before.
“And you’re hard.” I swept my hand over his solid chest. “Take my clothes off.”
“You’ve just got warm.”
“Right now I’m hot.” I realized Hurin was going to need a bit of help. So I sat and stripped off my t-shirt, throwing it onto the floor. I undid my bra and tossed it aside.
He studied my naked breasts and licked his lips.
My nipples peaked under his scrutiny. Damn it, this was so much fun. And Hurin was an unknown entity. I was trying to exude confidence, but the truth was, I didn’t quite know how to handle his two cocks.
“What do you think?” I asked.
“You’re…beautiful.”
I smiled and flicked back the blanket. We didn’t need it any more. “Do you want to taste me?”
“I…”
“Like this.” I straddled his abdomen.
He raised his hands and gripped my waist. “Uma.”
The anticipatory expression on his face, the awe in his voice, was a huge turn-on. I tipped forward so my breasts were near his mouth. “Taste me.”
He hesitated for a moment, then poked out his tongue and swiped it over my left nipple.
The warm wetness drew a moan from my chest. “More, Hurin.”
He did it again, then again; finally, he gently drew it into his mouth.
“Yes, like that. Suck a little.”
He scooped my breast into his hand, fluttered his eyes closed, and worked my nipple.
“Hurin,” I managed, stroking his thick hair. It was divine to have him adoring my body like this.
After a few minutes, he moved onto my other nipple, treating it to the same delicate devotion.
Desire grew in my belly. My clit ached, and my internal muscles tightened. I wanted an orgasm. I wanted Hurin to deliver it.
“Uma,” he said, holding each of my breasts, his lips damp. “Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me. That felt amazing, I should thank you.” I lifted up and shoved at my pants, pushing them and my underwear down my legs and off.
Naked, I sat astride him again.
“Oh fuck,” he said.
I’d never heard him use the word before and I smiled. “Yes, hopefully.”
“Uma, I can’t, I just…”
“Shh, if you use the word ‘can’t’ again, I’ll…”
“You’ll what?”
“I won’t do this.”
For a moment he appeared confused, then, as I moved up him, so I was sitting astride his face, not his abdomen, the expression turned to wonder.
I gripped the back
of the bed and hovered my pussy over his face. “Now taste me here.”
His attention was glued on my pussy.
“Lick me,” I said. “Please. Lick me.” Damn, I needed it. I needed him.
He did as I’d instructed, dragging his tongue over my pussy, through every fold and then circling my clit.
“Oh God, yes. Just there.” With my fingers I spread my pussy lips, exposing my clit. “That’s it, Hurin. It’s so good there.”
He used the flat of his tongue to circle my clit, and I threw back my head and moaned. He was a natural.
Soon I was bucking for more, my pussy damp and an orgasm growing.
“Inside me,” I gasped. “Put your fingers inside me.”
He smoothed his big hand up my inner thigh then prodded my entrance.
I held my breath in anticipation of his entry, knowing it would tip me over the edge.
He gave it, one big finger sliding high into my pussy.
“Ah, yes, yes…” I sank onto him. The pressure released, and I spiralled into bliss. Thrusting against his face, I came hard. I was so wet, and my body spasmed as he extended the pleasure by not letting up with his tongue. “That’s it. Hurin…oh God, yes…so good.”
When my climax abated enough for me to focus, I lifted up.
We stared at each other. He still had his finger inside me.
“You’re really fucking good at that,” I said, pushing his hair from his brow.
Like me, he was breathing fast. “Uma, I didn’t know I could do that to you, that it would make us both feel so amazing.”
“There’s lots we can do to each other to feel amazing.” I gripped his finger with my pussy. “And we’ve got time to do it all.”
“We may have to be content with just doing that.” He wriggled his finger. “If that’s okay with you.
“Why?” I lifted from him and dropped to the bed. “And no, it’s not really.”
He swallowed and blinked. A long blink, as though he was summoning courage.
“Hurin?”
“We have to face the fact I’m different. We won’t fit together.”
“Show me.”
“What?”
“Show me what you’ve got. Perhaps we can figure it out.”
He faltered, then he lifted his hips and slowly pushed at his sweats.
I propped onto my elbow as his two cocks came into view. I wasn’t surprised; I’d seen the same anatomy on a sleeper. But this was Hurin, and he was big and beautiful, his body hair dark, his cocks—one above the other—erect. Each tip was wide and shiny, the shafts corded with veins. His testicles, the hair sparser, hung below.
“Hurin, you’re fucking amazing, you know that?”
“I am what I am. The women of Athion tended to avoid us.”
“They did? That’s crazy.” I tipped forward and kissed his cheek. “Can I touch you?”
“If you want to.”
“I do.” I glided down his chest, his belly, and took hold of the upper cock. Very carefully, because I didn’t know how sensitive he was, I rubbed him root to tip. My knuckles briefly caught on his other cock.
He was rock-solid, and his shaft hot.
He barely blinked, barely twitched as I stroked him again, a little firmer this time. I repeated the action, swirling my fingers around his glans and jutting my breasts onto his body. Still nothing.
“Hurin? Am I doing it wrong?”
“No, not at all.” He pushed my hair over my shoulder.
“Aren’t you enjoying it?” I firmed up my grip and worked him some more.
“Yes, it’s…nice.”
“Just nice?”
He didn’t respond.
“It should be more than nice.”
He looked away, his lips a rigid line.
“What, you need to tell me.”
“It’s just…”
“Hurin.” I kissed his cheek and spoke against his skin. “Tell me, and we’ll sort it, I promise.”
He turned back to me. “It’s just that…”
I waited for him to go on.
“It’s only really good, Uma, if both my cocks are stimulated at the same time.”
“Ah, I see, so just touching one is nice but not enough.”
“I told you, I’m too different. You’re not used to that. It won’t work.”
“No, I’m not used to being in bed with you, Hurin, or having sex with you, but that doesn’t mean we can’t make it happen and make it good.” I kissed him then sat. “As long as we communicate, this is going to be fine. Now, you might want to hold on to something.”
A bubble of excitement caught in my belly as I gripped his lower cock. I didn’t hang around, I just treated it to the same enthusiastic hand job I was giving his other one.
“Oh Laird, give me strength!” He shot his arms upward and gripped the head of the bed. He closed his eyes, and his hips jerked.
I grinned. That was it. Both cocks needed it. I sped up, rubbing each cock with steady firmness.
His cocks were so hard now. He was panting, his abdomen a wall of muscle.
A sense of power went through me. I had this big, sexy alien at my mercy. In this moment, I was his everything and he was mine.
“Uma, my seed it’s going to…”
“Yes, I want to see that…” I upped the pace.
“Oh, but…” He gritted his teeth. “But…”
“There’s a but?” I released him and held up my hands.
“Oh…” He let go of the bed and curled forward. He stared at his two cocks, each damp with pre-cum. “Uma, you…why? Why did you stop?”
“You said but. I wondered what I was doing wrong.”
He wore a frantic expression, and I knew I’d been a little cruel to stop so near to him climaxing.
“You have to tell me, Hurin.”
He kind of growled and pressed his hands over his face. “I want my seed inside you.”
“I’m not ready for babies yet. And that can’t happen because of my contraception.”
“I understand that, but…oh, you see, this is why it can’t work. I’m too different. I’ll never be able to release inside you.”
“Of course you can.”
“It’s impossible.”
I glanced at the table beside the bed. On it stood a small amber-colored bottle of oil. I smoothed my body over his to reach for it. My breasts caught on his cocks, and he groaned.
“You’re going to have to find a lot of self-control, Hurin,” I said, lying on my back and spreading my legs. “But we can do this.”
“I don’t understand.”
“You will.” I smiled and removed the lid. I poured the oil onto my bare mound. It was cool and slick as it trickled through my lips, over my entrance, and to my asshole. “Sit between my legs,” I ordered.
“What do you have in mind?” He frowned.
“Just do it.”
He maneuvered between my spread thighs, his two erections magnificent.
I hope I can do this.
“We’ll need a pillow,” I said.
He reached for one, and I dug my heels into the bed and raised my hips. “Shove it beneath my butt.”
Again he did as I’d asked. I had enough oil so I set the bottle aside and spread it around.
He watched me, like a starving man, as I massaged it into my pussy then ventured lower and slicked it around my asshole.
“Uma,” he murmured then took hold of both of his cocks. “What are you doing?”
“You have two cocks, Hurin. I have two holes. This can work.”
“No.” He shook his head.
“Why not?” I slipped the tip of my finger into my anus, taking oil with it. I’d always enjoyed anal sex with Mateo; I didn’t see that this would be any different.
Except for the fact there’ll be a big cock in my pussy, too.
“I’ll hurt you,” he said, a line creasing his brow. “And that’s the last thing I want to do, Uma. You’re small and precious and—”
> “Yes, I’m much smaller than you but I won’t break.” I finished preparing myself and bent my knees. I clasped my hands on my shins and presented myself for him. “And more than that, I want you. I want to feel both of your cocks inside me.”
“You don’t know what you’re asking for.”
“I do and, Hurin, have I ever given the impression of not being a woman who knows what I want?”
“No.”
“And I’m not about to start now.” I pulled in a deep breath. “So fuck me, now, with both of your glorious dicks, and make us both come.”
He opened his mouth as though to speak but said nothing. Instead, he moved closer and positioned the tips of his cocks at my pussy and asshole.
A wave of nerves went through me. He really was so big. I was going to have to relax to let him in. And if I showed one second of pain, then I knew it would be all over. “I’m ready for you, just push in.”
“Only if you promise to tell me if it hurts or if it’s too much.”
“I promise…but it won’t be. It’ll feel so damn good.”
He dipped his head and concentrated as he eased forward.
I trembled, gripped my shins harder, and spread my toes. The width of his cocks was almost impossibly broad.
Relax, Uma. You can do this.
I blew out a breath, hoping to send the tension with it.
He eased in some more, his attention on the task at hand palpable.
My asshole began to stretch around his glans. My pussy filled. I got a sense of how glorious it was going to be when he penetrated me fully.
“That’s it, Hurin. We can do this.”
“Fuck, Uma…I never thought.”
“Don’t think, just do it.”
Slowly he continued. My pussy took him, but my asshole resisted somewhat. The cock in my pussy was going in deeper and higher, and the one below had to battle for space. I gasped as a lick of pain seared around my hole.
“You’re too tight, I’m going to hurt you.”
“No, you’re not. I can take it.”
“Uma…”
“Stop now and I’ll never speak to you again.”
Pain crossed his face.
“I don’t mean it, but that’s how strongly I feel.” I panted for breath and willed the burning heat to subside. “I want you, completely. Please. Just do it.”
Determination filled his eyes. “Okay, if it’s what you want.”