by Nikki Clarke
I lift my arms, and he peels it off, dropping the beautiful dress to the floor.
“I will never tire of looking at you. You are so very beautiful.” He trails the back of his hand along the underside of my breast, and I shiver despite the warm steam filling the space around us.
He steps back and lifts off his own shirt before yanking down his pants and kicking them to the side. His dick sticks out hard and heavy. “Turn.”
I only hesitate for a second before shifting around to give him my back. My shoulders flinch when his fingers dance lightly down my spine.
“You do not have to worry about me getting you with young, saeh’ti. Among other things, I am able to scent when you are fertile. You are near your fertile period, but not quite yet, which is good because while jealousy is not a natural emotion for my kind, I feel the desire to fill you with so much of me that no one will ever question if you are mine again. Over.”
I gasp when he pushes firmly between my shoulder blades encouraging me forward to plant my hands on my knees. They shake with anticipation, and a moment later, I feel his cool tongue trail a path from the base of my back up to my nape. I moan, nearly falling over.
“Ah’dan.”
“I would stay inside of you forever.” He steadies me at the waist with a strong hand. The other guides the broad head of his dick to my opening where he rubs along my pussy, wetting the tip, before fitting himself against me and fucking up, filling me hard and fast and lifting me onto my toes.
“Ah!” I cry out before pressing my lips closed.
“None of that, saeh’ti. I would know how much you enjoy taking me.” He sets up a brutal pace right away, fucking up deep, straining to get as much of himself inside of me as he can, and I cry out with each thrust, uncaring if anyone outside can here. The tension of hugging all those Lyqa is still rife through my middle, and every drive of his thick length stretching and filling me to the brink, turns it a little tighter.
“Yes!” My shout rings off the walls as he starts to move faster, fucking me harder and holding my hips even tighter, so I can't go anywhere. My pussy twinges with the achy tingle that I’ve come to expect from taking him in my body, and soon I’m so close to coming that I have to dig my nails into my thighs to keep it at bay. Ah’dan’s hand slides up my back, sending electricity skittering across my sensitive skin, until he reaches my hair. His fingers burrow close to my scalp as he grabs a handful and pulls my head back, arching my spine and changing the angle of his glide so that it hits right behind my clit.
“Ooh,” I moan through the new sensation.
“Do you like this, Niya.”
“I love it,” I manage to gasp out.
“Yes?” He hits me with a round of fierce thrusts, and my ass stings where his pelvis slaps against it.
“Yes!”
“Do you want to finish?”
In answer, I whimper and clench my pussy around him, making him groan.
“Have mercy, my heart.”
My body is starting to tighten and offer more resistance. He increases the pressure, pushing through my passage with short, deliberate movements that have me teetering on the edge.
“You did not answer me, Niya. Do you want to finish?”
The rhythm of my body pitching forward is hypnotizing. My eyes drift close, and it feels like tiny fingers are playing a concerto through my core.
“Answer me, Niya.”
“Yes, I want to come. I want you to come.”
He lowers over me, pulling my head back more to meet his mouth. My clit tingles painfully. “Where do you want me to come?”
The deeply murmured question sends me over the edge.
“Inside of me!” I scream as I start to orgasm. He holds me steady as my body rocks nearly out of my control. He flexes up deep and stills, and I feel him flooding my pussy. He comes so much that it starts to leak in a steady flow down my legs. It starts to sound sloshy as he works in and out of my body, which only heightens the end of my orgasm. After what feels like forever, he finally stops pulsing and slides free before pulling me back against his chest.
“Now, we will bathe.” He bends and lifts me behind the legs, keeping an arm at my back, and carries my limp body to the pool.
“Somebody looks rested.”
I pull my lips in and sit down quickly at the table. When I flinch, the girls burst into laughter.
“Shut up,” I mumble, but fidget until I find a comfortable way to rest against the hard wood.
“Don't worry, we empathize. We deserve medals for taking those dicks.”
My face warms, and I shake my head without responding to Tiani’s declaration.
“You, know,” Shay leans forward, lowering her voice to as near a whisper as I’ve ever heard from her. “Sol was my first.”
My eyes widen. I’ve had a few lovers, but it was still like getting broken in all over again when I started fucking Ah’dan. I can't imagine not having had the preparation of having had sex before, and Sol’s people look about twice as fierce as the Lyqa.
“How the fuck are you even alive?”
She cackles then shrugs. “He actually thought he killed me when we first did it. I won't lie, I took it like a champ, but that shit hurt like a motherfucker, still does sometimes,” she does a little shiver that makes me think the pain isn't necessarily a bad thing.
"You know," Ebony chimes in, "Somii dicks are the largest in the known quadrants."
My eyes widen to a point of horror, and she bursts out laughing.
"I'm not messing with you. True story."
“Wow, but I guess it can't be any worse than pushing a baby out of your hoo-ha,” I reply, and she snorts.
“I wish," Shay says. "Fun fact, Somii don’t have vaginal births. They lay fucking eggs. Funner fact, when you’re a human who fucks a Somii, you also lay an egg.”
My mouth drops open. “Are you serious?”
“As a heart attack,” Ebony confirms with a bob of her head from beside Shay. She reaches into a little pouch around her neck and pulls out a small, flesh colored ball. “This little dude is going to be my son’s brother in about a month.”
I cringe, unable to stop myself, and Ebony chuckles before tucking the egg back away.
‘Oh, my god, congratulations!” Shay leans over to give her a careful hug, and a round of congrats go across the table.
“Aw, this makes me want to have another one,” Amina sighs out, and both her sisters turn to glare at her.
“No!” they shout in unison.
Amina sucks her teeth. “I said makes me want to, geez. Besides, you judgmental buttheads, Kwarq and I decided to go on birth control after T’Nuhr was born. No more babies until they are all at least two.”
“Two Earth or two Lyqa,” Shay inquires from around Tiani, and Amina rolls her eyes.
“Shut up.”
“And you? Were you and Ah’dan in there baby making?”
“No,” I reply, but I can't deny that the idea feels lovely—a little boy or girl with Ah’dan’s eyes and beautiful dark-red skin. I sigh without realizing it, and Tee pats me on the shoulder.
“It will happen someday. Trust me, it’s impossible for it not to happen.”
I don't answer, but a little hope takes root.
“Anyway, as much fun as this is, we can't be the weird humans secluding ourselves and talking about sex all day. Are you and your guys going to do any of the activities they planned?”
“Me and Bati are going to do the ta’ani maul for old time’s sake,” Tee answers. “KJ made friends with their second or third cousins, so I don't think I’ll be seeing him for the rest of the trip. It gives me and my babe some private time. What about you all?”
“Same. Since they hired the nannies to take care of the babies, and since Kwarq hooked us up with his formula maker, Tami isn't glued to my boobs all the time,” Shay offers. “We’re going to do the couple meditation thing and the scavenger hunt.”
Down the line everyone says what they’ve pl
anned with their guys, and when it gets to me, I stare blankly back at them.
“Oh, um, we didn't really talk about it. I’m not sure.”
Tiani and Amina exchange a glance, but Mina shrugs casually a moment later. “You have time. He probably didn't have a chance to look them over. You all should do it together and decide on some stuff. Ooh, do you know what we should do?” she asks with excitement lighting her eyes. “We should do the rafting thing together, all us girls. That would be fun.”
“I’m down,” Tiani says right away, and I look on her in uncertainty. As long as I've known her, water has not been her thing. She smiles at my reaction before clarifying. “Bati taught me how to swim after I almost drowned when we first met. I’m good.”
“Sounds like fun,” Ebony chimes in.
“Let’s do it,” Shay says. “I have a super advanced life vest. I’m not going under,” she adds.
I nod, happy to be with my old friends and a new one. It makes me excited for the week and I start to feel like I'm really a part of the group. “Okay, sounds good.”
***
“I am grateful for this gathering of family from all quadrants of the Universe. Let us enjoy each other’s company and share our love for one another.” Quth raises his glass, and we all follow before taking a sip. My lips pucker as I swallow down the slightly sour drink.
“It is made from kisi. It has somewhat of an acquired taste, but the after effects are pleasant,” Ah’dan says.
I don't doubt it. Already, I can feel a little haze washing over me. It’s euphoric, and I smile before taking another sip. “This is nice.”
“It is, saeh’ti. I am glad that you are here.”
I look at him in surprise. “Really? I kind of felt like you were regretting bringing me when we first got here.”
He looks away quickly, and when his cheeks pulse pink a bit, I know I’m not far off.
“If it makes you uncomfortable, I can still go.”
His gaze swings to me, and his scowl is fierce. “You will not go. I want you here. I am sorry if I have been behaving in a way that has made you feel as if I do not want you with me. M'ah qitah.” He lifts me from the seat and settles me across his lap, nuzzling my neck.
“Why don't we sign up for some of the activities? Tee and them said there was some fun stuff. I think all of the girls are going to go to ta’ani maul. We could do that.”
His mouth curves into a smile. “Your pronunciation is very good, my heart. And, yes, we can join in the activities. I thought perhaps we would try sitta tsi tat tomorrow.”
“What’s that?”
“It is a game where a select group of us hide while the others attempt to find us.”
“It’s hide and seek?” I ask with a laugh. “That’s a kid’s game on Earth.”
“It is also a youngling’s game here, but we find it enjoyable when we are together.”
All I can imagine is bunch of big muscled Lyqa dudes chasing me through the surrounding woods, and suddenly it doesn't seem so kiddie anymore. “Okay, then. Let’s do Lyqa hide and seek.”
He turns his droopy eyes on me and flashes a wicked smile. “I look forward to finding you.”
***
“It’s not fair, babe. You guys are way faster than us. We won't even make it ten feet if she only counts to ten.”
Amina crosses her arms. She isn't going to budge. She’s too competitive. Kwarq seems to realize this stance because he sighs and rolls his eyes.
“You are a brat, my heart, but this is true. You and the other women are at a disadvantage.”
There’s a large group of us who have gathered. It’s me, Amina, Tiani, LaShay, Bati, Kwarq, Sol, and Ah’dan. E’lii and Q’rai are also there with their little sister and a few other Lyqa. While I’m not taking this as seriously as Amina, like the other human women, I came dressed in sports wear. Everyone else, however, is dressed like it’s a regular day around the camp. The Lyqa dudes are all shirtless in shorts, and Sol is in a dark kilt-looking thing. They obviously aren’t expecting to exert themselves. Amina has a point. It’s going to take some work for us to make it through the wood.
“Perhaps we can allow you to go ahead of us before we officially begin,” Kwarq continues and Amina grins, dropping her pout.
“That’s called a head start, and that would be fair. So, you,” she points to the teenage Lyqa girl who drew the short stick for keeping time, “count to thirty to give us time to find a hiding place. After that, all the other hiders can go. Then the finders can start looking when their time is up. That sound good?”
“Whatever will allow us to proceed with the game, lehti. You and the others will never make it to your relaxation treatments if we wait much longer.”
“Okay, fine, let’s start.”
I push away from Ah’dan and start walking backwards toward the line of trees that mark the beginning of the dense wood.
“You gonna find me?” I wiggle my eyebrows in challenge, and he crosses his arms.
“Hide well, my saeh’ti.”
The time keeper gives a shout, and me, Ebony, Tiani, LaShay, and Amina run toward the tree line. I break the trees just as I hear the girl reach four. The wood is thick, thicker than I was expecting, but already I can see that there will be plenty of places to hide. I keep running, jumping over logs and dipping around trees. I can hear my friends making their way around me. Every so often someone lets out a curse. It’s mostly Shay.
“Goddammit! I hate trekking through the hot ass woods!” Her voice rings out loudly in the quiet of the trees. The only other sound is that of the girl counting from the bots hovering above us. When the Lyqa first suggested using them to make up for the fact that we can't hear as far as they can, I thought they were cameras. It wasn't until Amina made Kwarq swear they weren't cheating that we let them send them up into the air. Overhead, the one closest announces that the time keeper is at twenty.
I stop, looking around for a place to hide. A few feet away is a break in the trees and I rush toward it. The second after I emerge in the clearing, I pause.
It’s beautiful. A shallow pool reflects the hanging branches of the mossy trees that rise over it. Just at the back are two rocks. One is almost shaped like a large shell. I make my away around to it, and when I peer at the back, I see that it is hollowed out like a shell as well. The opening is just big enough for me to fit, and I duck down, inching my way inside and around the first tight bend. I drop to my butt and scoot back, wedging myself in the crevasse.
I wait, holding as still as possible, barely breathing even. Soon, I hear footsteps not far away. A branch snaps, and I flinch as a swarm of butterflies flutter through my belly. For a moment I feel silly, but then I don't care. This is fun.
The steps get closer. I drop my head down into my lap and squeeze my eyes shut, willing myself not to laugh. A moment later, the steps stop directly in front of the rock-shell where I’m hiding.
“You know, saeh’ti, if you did not breathe so loud, your overpowering scent of arousal would definitely give you away.”
I huff and start scooting my way from the shell. Ah’dan steps out of the way as I crawl out on my hands and knees. I stand and brush my butt off before turning to face him.
“I do not smell aroused.”
He snorts. “You smell as if you were waiting for me to find you so that I can do this.”
He spins me around, Lyqa fast, so my belly rests over the curve of the rock with my hands flat on its smooth surface. His hand slides down the back of my tight yoga pants, and his fingers find me. I lied about being aroused. I'm already wet, and when he takes two fingers and presses them deep inside my pussy, I moan and lay my cheek flat on the stone.
“You are so tight, Niya. Do you know what being inside of you is like? It is like being strangled in the best way. The best way.” He bends over my back, holding most of his weight off of me, and presses his cheek to mine. “What does it feel like to take me?”
I gasp as he removes his fingers from m
y pussy and tugs my pants down my hips. The rock is warm. With the warmth of him at my back, it’s like being hugged from all sides. He reaches between us, and I feel him flip his dick from his pants and nudge it between my legs and in line with my opening. He flexes forward just enough that the head squeezes inside of me, and my mouth opens on a silent moan.
“What does this feel like, when my cock pushes through your tight, warm pussy?”
I shiver. Dirty talk in public? He always surprises me.
“It’s like,” I inhale sharply as he presses deeper. “It’s like being stretched in the best way. It’s like being filled so much there’s nowhere else to go.”
“There is nowhere to go. You are mine, and I am yours. We are each other’s. If you don't want an audience of my cousins who are very nearby, I would suggest you remain quiet.”
He fucks up hard, filling me completely, and I scream, unable to stop myself.
“Do not come here,” he says out loud, and I know he isn't talking to me. He’s warning the others away, and I’m glad because I couldn't not cry out if I wanted to.
“Ah’dan!”
“Yes, my heart?”
“Don't stop.”
“I will never stop.” He hits me with short, hard thrusts. The rock isn't moving, and there is nowhere for me to escape from the intensity of this thrusts. I take each aching plunge as the tension behind my clit winds tighter and tighter. I’m so close. The heat surrounding and filling me is like being set ablaze from the inside out, and I start to shake as my orgasm radiates out from the fire. He fucks up hard and presses deep, pushing me further onto the rock, before pulling free and aiming his release away.
I try to look casual as I emerge from the woods holding Ah’dan’s hand. When we break the trees, someone steps out a few feet away. It’s Amina and Kwarq. She’s adjusting her dress, and smoothing a hand over her curls. Kwarq reaches and pulls a twig from the back of her hair, tossing it over his shoulder. When my gaze catches hers, she folds her mouth in embarrassment and looks away.