Learning to Blush: Swarii Brides, Book Two

by Korey Mae Johnson

  “I want you to bring her into my office when we get back to the mothership. First thing,” Fie ordered. “We need to get her checked out. There are lots of things to check up on after you lose a girl on a planet like that for three days.”

  Thorton groaned, slouching. “She's not gonna be happy with that…”

  “If you have to choose between your wife's health or your wife's happiness, Thorton,” Jack told him, “Choose health every time.”

  “I unfortunately agree with you,” Thorton said, wearily rubbing at a new bruise on his shoulder as he turned. “Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to pass out into a coma, myself…”

  * * *

  Penny had no idea how much time had passed. Could have been hours or even days as far as she was concerned, but she did hear someone in the nearby shower. She raised herself from the bed as she heard the water turn off. She chewed her lip and found herself praying that Thorton would walk out of the bathroom, proving that he was home and that he was okay.

  And then he did. His body looked more cut up and bruised than she remembered but, other than that, he was standing tall and handsome!

  She stood up on the bed, rushed across the mattress, and practically jump-tackled him. Even she was surprised by it—before he'd left her, she was on the verge of hating him, but she couldn't deny that now that he was there, and safe, her heart felt like leaping for joy.

  He gave a laugh. “Well, that’s a nice welcome home. If I knew you were awake, I would have pulled you into the shower with me!” he growled hungrily into her ear.

  “You’re okay!” she cried, snuggling her face against his chest.

  He laughed a little more. “Of course I am! I promised you I’d be fine before I went to bail out your nutty family, didn’t I?”

  He had, but she knew very well that everyone promised that before they went into certain-death situations. She’d been to the movies before. “My brothers?” she immediately asked. “Were they there? Did they really go try to get Graham themselves?”

  Thorton heaved a weary sigh and nodded. “They should be dead, but they're as lucky as they are stupid.”

  Penny sighed with relief. “And Graham?”

  “He’ll live. He’s extremely injured. Fie’s stabilized him but there’s not much we can do until we get to the mothership and get him to a specialist…” He sighed. “I’m just glad we’re going straight to the mothership. This has not been a good journey… Besides for you,” he added, and bent his neck down to kiss her lips. He pulled back and asked, “Were you a good girl for me?”

  She found herself blushing at the question; there was something to it that reminded her of her spanking that morning. She nearly wanted to protest, but she couldn’t find it in her. He was looking at her so adoringly that her stomach felt swarmed with very happy butterflies. She nodded in reply and he brushed his fingers through her hair and kissed her as a reward.

  “That’s my baby.”

  “Didn't have time to be anything else! Fie drugged me,” Penny added after the kiss, remembering to be slightly annoyed when she said it.

  “He told me he sedated you soon after we left,” Thorton said, nodding. “Don't be too annoyed with him. You'll be seeing him again earlier than later—I want you completely checked out, top to bottom; every scratch, every bruise, every freckle.” She opened her mouth to loudly protest, but then he put his finger to her lips. “I don’t want to argue about it tonight; we’ll talk about it tomorrow.”

  She nodded and wrapped her arms around his waist, and then had a perfect idea.

  She pulled off the towel around his waist and let it drop to the floor. “I think you need a thank-you for fighting in the line of duty,” she told him teasingly, moving her hands to wrap around his extremely-hard member.

  His eyes half-closed with desire. “I don’t need a thank-you. You’re my wife; I’d walk through fire for you. I’m not saying no to the sex, though,” he added, just to clarify, and then put his mouth on hers and moved like he was going to pull off her top.

  She put her hands on his own, stopping him. “Nope—no sex. Tonight’s special,” she announced slyly, and put her mouth on one of his nipples and flicked her tongue across it as she skillfully circled her thumb across the head of his staff.

  “Sex is special,” he complained, almost a pout in his voice. He let out a low groan.

  She kissed down his chest slowly until she came to his member. His body froze even before she put her tongue upon it teasingly. She felt his hands on her shoulders, “Whoa, whoa!” he said, panting, and pushed her away. “You don’t have to do that, Penny…”

  She lowered her brows with confusion. “What do you mean? I want to.”

  “It’s… extremely hot, but… it’s a little…” He didn’t have to say ‘taboo’. It was written all over his face.

  Blow jobs were taboo to the Swarii! No wonder he had looked at her like she was nuts the first night they'd met! He thought she was being kinky!

  How delightful—she could be a sex goddess without even getting her hands dirty. She grinned mischievously and said, “I want you in my mouth. I want to taste you.” She led him towards the bed and pushed on his chest until he sat down, then she kissed him again. “You’ll like it,” she promised.

  “But what about you…”

  “This isn’t about me right now. It’s about you. Relax.” She kissed her way back down his chest until she was kneeling between his legs.

  She took his cock in her hand and skillfully played, toying with his heavy, swollen testicles and the foreskin with her fingers, learning every inch of him. She was excited to do this, she realized. This was no rendezvous in the back seat of a car, and he was a beautiful man! He had such a grown-up body, was so sculpted, and so hardened. His skin was covered with a million little scars and scratches, and his manhood was so thick, so beautiful.

  She licked her tiny, pink tongue across it and smiled to herself when she heard Thorton emit a groan. She had given blow-jobs in the past to reward men, but she had never enjoyed it so much before. She loved making him moan, she loved feeling his fingers in her tresses as she wrapped her lips around the mushroom-like head of his cock and suckled.

  He was so well-behaved and so controlled; he didn’t press her head down further on his shaft, but let her lick and suck as she wanted to. He merely looked at her adoringly and petted her hair as she let her mouth make love to him.

  He gritted his teeth eventually and began to urge her on, looking like he was trying to keep from bucking his hips as he growled, “You are so goddamn sexy. So damn mine. All mine. Your pretty little mouth… Feels so damn good…”

  Suddenly his eyes widened. “Alright, Penny… Penny… I’m close,” he warned. He didn’t expect her to suck harder, apparently, because he yelped, “I’m close!”

  He moaned again right before she felt his cock begin to convulse. She sucked hungrily, taking his seed in her mouth as he watched her, looking both dazed and in awe as he saw her taste his nectar and then swallow it as he contracted over and over against her lips and tongue. She loved it; she loved his expression, she loved his taste, she loved having pleased him. Afterwards, she licked her lips and looked up into his eyes from where she was kneeling.

  He was panting. “I hope your brothers get stupid more often…” he finally said, his tired body falling back onto the bed.

  She lay next to him and kissed his cheek. He immediately dragged himself up the bed and then grabbed her waist until her body and head was settled in the nook between his arm and chest. She giggled, “Don’t worry. They will.” She kissed his chest and then asked, “What happened, anyway?”

  All the answer she received was Thorton’s snore.

  Finally having nothing to worry about, safe in his arms, she fell asleep again herself.

  * * *

  Penny woke up the next morning because of the feeling of Thorton pulling down her panties very slowly and very gently under the sheets, as if he was practicing taking them off with
out her noticing. She smirked slightly and pretended to be sleeping on her side.

  He had only pulled her panties down to her knees before he reached around her hips, found and began stroking her clit with his thick fingers. She figured he would turn her around any moment and settle himself over her body, but instead she felt him pressing his naked staff up against her bottom.

  She had never been mounted from behind in her life, but she had heard of the spoon position. It seemed intimate and fun—perfect for wakeup sex.

  Except that his staff rubbed against her wet opening and then moved up. Her cunny wasn't where he was going at all!

  No, no he couldn't be… He couldn't be thinking he could just…!

  He was beginning to rub his head against her other opening. He brought his moist fingers around and positioned one of his fingers by his cock and began to press…

  She violently and suddenly jerked her whole body away from him and sat up. “What are you doing?” she charged angrily.

  “I was just playing with that sexy bottom of yours, that's all!” he said, looking quite surprised. “What’s wrong, Baby?”

  “Don’t ‘baby’ me! There will be NO touching of that area. None. At all. No playing, no touching, no pushing, no nothing. I don’t even want you looking at it. Ever. Forget that area exists!” She simply had to lay out the law on this. The bottom was an ‘out’ hole. Anal sex was gross. She didn’t like bottom-play, she never did it, never wanted anyone to do it to her.

  Thorton blinked, which was something he very rarely did. He seemed to only do it if he was confused about something. “Let me get this straight,” he slowly drawled. “You’ve never… had… anyone in your bottom?”

  “No!” she said. “Gross! Of course not!”

  “Really?” he asked, and did a really, really lousy job of hiding his smirk. If he was trying to hide it at all, that is.

  “Don’t even think about it.”

  “So you haven’t even had a finger—?”

  She clapped her hands over her ears, too mortified to hear any more questions, and just said, “Lalala! I can’t hear this! Shut up, okay? No—no butt. Not at all. Read my lips,” before she removed her hands from her ears.

  He was looking right at her lips, but his own mouth was grinning. “Haven’t you at least ever had an enema?”

  “No!” she quickly claimed, but then she paused, frowned, and raised an eyebrow. She had distantly wondered what an enema was since she had heard Graham threaten Ellie with one. “What is an enema?”

  Thorton was about ten words into the explanation before she clapped her hands back onto her ears and said, “Urgh, no! Lalala! No! Of course not! Who would DO that? Don’t answer, I don’t want to know!” She put her hands back down and pulled up her panties under the covers.

  “You might like having attention back there if you give it a tr—” he began to say.

  She swiped her hand through the air. “No.” There was still a stupid smile on his face. She wanted him desperately to wipe it off; it was making her nervous. “Stop grinning like that!” she demanded.

  “I’m just… pleasantly surprised,” Thorton admitted, shrugging. “I thought you’d done it all!”

  “All the normal stuff.”

  Thorton got onto his knees and then picked her up easily into his arms and turned her around. “I’ve got to see this beautiful, untouched bottom,” he announced.

  She screeched. No one had ever seen her bottom before; ever. Not for any reason! Not even the day before during their 'Union’. “Stop it! No! Flip me back over! I don’t want you to see my—”

  “I’m just going to mount you a little,” he said, and nipped her shoulder seductively.

  Her eyebrow rose. “Then flip me over.”

  “I want to do it this way.”

  “You’re not gonna do it this way,” she informed, but he pulled her panties back down and pushed the skirt she’d fallen asleep in out of the way. She could feel his eyes on her bare bottom.

  She screamed. “No! Stop it! Get off!”

  The hands that had been gripping her around the waist suddenly loosened enough that she was able to scamper away off the bed, pulling her panties back up. She pressed her back against the nearest wall. “You’ve never been taken that way?” he asked, confused.

  “No! Front only!” she decreed, feeling her throat tighten with embarrassment.

  “Nobody’s even seen your bottom before?” he questioned, looking incredulous. “Nobody?”

  Not since she was an infant; and she liked it that way. But the way he spoke about it made her so defensive, tears sprung to her eyes. “No. I don’t do that, Thorton. Just stop talking about it.”

  He finally stopped grinning. He apparently realized that she wasn’t playing a game with him, that she really was upset. “Penny, come here. We’re just talking, okay?”

  She stayed right where she was, eyeing him suspiciously. He patted his lap, looking very concerned, and that concern was the only reason she stepped away from the wall.

  When she was close enough, he swept her up into his naked lap and he kissed her cheek. He rubbed away a tear that was just escaping the side of her eye. He took her hands into his and kissed her knuckles. “I keep forgetting how young you are—I keep thinking you’re as wise to the world as me, despite you being less than half my age. I’m so sorry. And it’s easy to forget that you grew up in a very different place. On Swaraan, anal play is very, very common. But maybe it’s not so common where you’re from.”

  “I just don’t do it. It’s gross,” she pouted. “Tell me you’ll never try to ask me to do it.”

  “I’m not asking. I’m telling you we will, eventually,” he stated matter-of-factly.

  She knew it! She struggled to get off of his lap, but he pinned her to his knee. “Not this morning, Penny,” he assured to calm her. “But you’re my wife, and this bottom of yours is mine, and I want to see a lot of it. You have the most gorgeous body in the universe; you can’t hide it away from me.”

  “I’m not going to let you,” she promised firmly.

  He frowned and a dark look passed over his eyes. “I don’t need you to let me,” he finally said firmly. “Now unless you want to show me a lot of your bottom this morning, you’re going to stop making decrees. Is that clear?”

  She ground her teeth together. “You ruined a perfectly good morning,” she pouted angrily.

  He sighed and kissed her cheek. His hand crept towards her inner thigh. “The morning’s not over. Lay back, Sweetheart, and I’ll make love to you your way.”

  “I don’t wanna,” she pouted. “You’ve ruined the moment.” She let him lay her down on the bed, though. He pushed up her shirt and began to nip his lips over her hardened nipples.

  “You don’t wanna?” he teased, stroking his fingers over her panties and against her mound as he began to suckle her nipples one after another. When her hips rose to meet his fingers, he hooked his finger underneath the waistband of her panties and this time he pulled them all the way off. “How about now?”

  She chewed her lip awkwardly, admitting to herself that his fingers were feeling pretty magical. He noticed her expression and gave a chuckle. “There’s my good girl. Spread your legs for Daddy, now.” She blushed more—she had never thought Thorton was the talk-dirty type. “Hm,” he said in her ear. “The things I’m going to teach you, Babygirl.”

  “Like what?” she worried.

  He kissed her neck and then rubbed his phallus against her mound. “Firstly,” he growled in her ear. “Daddy’s gonna teach you how to blush.”

  For some reason, Penny was blushing already.

  Chapter Ten

  Thorton marched heatedly down the long stretch of hallway that led to his apartment. He was grease-stained and sweaty from being on-duty on the engineering deck, and he was tired from having to appear at Ellie's disciplinary trial in the early hours that morning.

  The fact that he no longer had Ellie working under him was predictable. He k
new once she stole that ship several months before that dishonorable discharge from the service might have occurred.

  Still, it was going to be inconvenient. She might have been a pain in the ass, but when he thought about the hours spent training her, and her potential, and the fact that by now she knew even more about certain systems than he did, it made him realize that she was going to be a loss that was going to be hard to recover with anyone else.

  What pissed him off was the admiralty that morning. They had the power to unanimously decide, without any permission from Jack, to fire her and they were going to despite evidence that it was probably better to keep her on duty than discharge her. But the admiralty hated her—they hated the fact that she was a woman, and they hated the fact that she had human blood in her, they hated how easily she made everyone around her look bad, and more than anything, they hated how much she seemed to mock their authority.

  She wasn't mocking it now—last he checked, Jack had to rescue her out of the room right after sentencing to keep her from balling into the fetal position in the middle of the courtroom. Admittedly, Thorton might have wanted to do the same thing in her position—he had never seen the admiralty completely ostracize and ridicule anyone as much as they had done to her.

  Another thing that pissed him off was the knowledge that Penny's brothers were undoubtedly in his apartment right now, their boots up on his coffee table, eating vast quantities of his favorite foods, and speaking to each other in Shal'ta now that they knew how to do it, even though they knew both the Swarii and the Human common language to speak to each other just as easily. The days when he could come in, kick off his boots, and relax as soon as he got home were over.

  What made Thorton stomp all the way back to his apartment, though, wasn't the injustice in the work place or the fact that his in-laws were childish morons. It was because his wife was a filthy rotten liar.

  She told him that she'd seen Fie, that she had been given the clean bill of health! She told him that nearly two weeks ago. Finally, after meeting up with Fie, he learned that she hadn't been into see Fie at all, and had done everything she could do to even avoid Mary, Fie's human assistant, as soon as the two of them were introduced.