RIBUS 7

by Shae Mills

  Korba raised his hips as she slid his pants from him. He pushed himself up onto the pillows and then reached for her, pulling her up his body. Chelan lay upon him, her soft body molding to his muscles. She kissed his lips briefly, and then looked deep into his eyes. "I want you soft."

  Korba hesitated, momentarily confused by her request, but he complied with rapt curiosity. Then he watched as she rose over him, her tongue tracing along his jaw and down his neck. Her hair cascaded over his body as she moved lower, trailing kisses between his pectorals and to his abdomen. There she allowed her fingers to play over his skin as she slipped between his legs.

  Chelan was in awe of the male beast below her. She traced his muscles with her tongue, tasting every delicious inch of him. Then she peered up at him through her thick lashes. "I love your body," she whispered as her hand slipped down to his groin.

  Korba continued to watch her, spellbound. But surprise overtook him instantly as she slithered lower, taking his soft organ into her mouth. He gasped, his control almost instantly spent. He basked in the erotic sight of her supple lips consuming his manhood, her moist mouth devouring him in his entirety. He struggled to remain flaccid, her gentle motions and warm suckling causing every muscle in his body to tighten. Then he groaned as her oral caress moved down, her tongue and lips tasting and teasing his heavy male fullness. Her hand squeezed his undulating testicles as she took them one at a time into her mouth and savored them.

  Korba thought he was going to explode as she licked and kneaded him, but when she returned to his penis, what she did with his foreskin nearly did him in. His fists clenched the sheets so tightly he nearly tore them. She teased him relentlessly, rolling his trapped flesh in her mouth while her tongue tasted all. Greedily, she sucked him deep into her throat, and then she withdrew his flesh ever so slowly, her teeth raking over all his hair-trigger sensitive nerves. When she reached his tip, he finally gave in to his body's rampant arousal, his erection surging up his abdomen. A guttural moan escaped from his chest, his control finally lost.

  Chelan watched him expand, his throbbing member simply breathtaking. She took him again, relishing his length as she ran her tongue along him. Her fingers curled about him, clasping him, his skin stretched tight with need, his engorgement extreme. With one hand she continued to fondle his male fullness, her fingers pressing in against his erogenous zones while her other hand stroked his pulsing shaft. Leaning forward, she took his head in her mouth and sucked him hard.

  "Chelan," he called out, his voice a baritone rumble.

  But she ignored him as she continued to lovingly devour him. She smiled to herself and slipped down farther between his legs. She used her long, tapered fingers as Fremma had taught her, and she felt his muscles contract and saw his fists clench, his glowing eyes betraying his carnal thirst. Then she pressed her tongue hard against the flesh at the base of his penis, swirling it against his sensitive zones, one hand manipulating his heavy testicles, the other stroking his thick length.

  He writhed against her, and all that he possessed felt as though it was going to rupture as sensations long lost, and new ones he had never felt, threatened to overwhelm him.

  Chelan felt his urgent need, and she ran her tongue up his distended penis. She took in as much of him as she could and sucked him forcefully. She watched his pelvic motions and abdominal muscles carefully, adjusting her touch accordingly. She could see his skin glistening with moisture as his powerful muscles strained in ecstasy. Finally, she squeezed his swollen organ hard and stroked him to the pinnacle of orgasm. His upper body rose off of the bed, his face contorted by the intensity of his explosive peak.

  Chelan smiled as he shuddered and then collapsed back to the bed, his massive chest heaving, every finely tuned muscle in his body rippling with aftershocks. She looked down at her hand as she continued to manipulate him gently, running her fingers up his length and watching his foreskin slide over his inflamed tip. Then she slipped her hand down, watching his glans emerge and pulse as he moaned with continued release. He was splendid.

  Korba felt weak. He looked down at her, his eyes wide with disbelief. He reached for her, drawing her up his slick body. He hugged her tight. "Oh, woman," he gasped between breaths, "someone taught you well."

  Chelan nestled into the hollow of his shoulder and traced lines on his moist body. When his breathing had eased, she looked up into his satiated face. "I want to love and touch you forever."

  Korba smiled back. "And so you shall, my Lady," he replied, and he kissed her deeply. Hardly having time to recover, he felt her slender hand move back down to his still-erect penis. Returning his kisses passionately, she mounted his body, straddling his waist. When she sat up from him, his eyes gorged themselves on her voluptuous body, his hands stroking her firm thighs. He watched her breasts move gently to her subtle body motions as she reached behind herself and fondled him.

  Slowly, he ran his fingers into her moistness, and she quivered to his touch. She continued to caress him as he parted her vaginal folds with his thumbs, exposing her hard nodule to his abdominal muscles. Her inner moisture lubricated his skin, and he lost himself at the sight of her beautiful body moving over his.

  Instantly, his hunger returned. She sucked in a deep breath in surprise as he sat up abruptly. With one powerful twist, she was on her back, and before she knew what was happening, Korba was between her legs. His powerful arms held her thighs firmly as his tongue ran the length of her succulent slit.

  Chelan cried out as he explored her every fold, her every valley. She arched her back as his tongue flicked over her, and she nearly lost herself in delirium. She had never imagined the pleasure a man's mouth could bring, and she writhed in ecstasy. His tongue plunged into her tight opening, swirling around, tasting her, savoring her, and she cried out again, every muscle begging for release. "I want you inside me," she pleaded.

  Korba closed his eyes, knowing that was not possible without hurting her. He held her thighs tightly and increased his oral teasing, sucking and caressing her swollen tip, bringing her critically close to orgasm.

  But Chelan wanted him inside so badly she ached. Suddenly, she pushed away from him, kicking out from under him. She rose up on her knees and waited for him to come to her. He approached her as only a panther could, his eyes aflame. As he straightened in front of her, she pressed into him, stroking his steel-hard member salaciously. "Make love to me completely," she whispered. "I want you inside me, deep inside me."

  Korba shuddered, her soft pleadings clouding his senses. He wanted nothing more than to throw her down and plunge as deeply into her softness as he could. But instead, he tossed his head back, cascades of blue-black hair falling down his back as he grappled for restraint. Then he looked deeply into her eyes. "Not yet," he said, his voice a husky whisper.

  Immediately, he witnessed thinly veiled hurt in her pretty eyes, and he grabbed her to him. "No, Chelan. It's not what you think. It's that you're too small. I would split you if I forced myself into you." He pulled her down to the bed with him. "Chelan, I just couldn't bear to hurt you."

  Chelan chewed at her lip. She knew he was big; he was huge, and she knew that she might tear, but she didn't care. She pushed him back and straddled his waist again. She rubbed his broad chest with her hands, once again carefully avoiding his wound. Her eyes penetrated his. "When?" she whispered.

  "Soon."

  Chelan looked down. "Is there something wrong with me?"

  Korba shook his head slowly. "Oh no, Chelan. My words are true. You are simply too small."

  "But I'm not a virgin," she uttered.

  Korba's face grew solemn. "I know, Chelan. But you are to the men of my world, and your time has to come slowly." He watched her closely as he rubbed her silken thighs. He saw a tremor seize her, and he felt a rage well within him. "And you are a virgin to the act of love with the men of your world, Chelan. I know that your consummation was by force."

  Chelan stilled herself, her past attempting to spring fort
h and cloud her thoughts. Her fingers aimlessly traced tight circles on his abdomen. "I still want you to make love to me completely," she whispered.

  Korba smiled at her and reached for her face. He forced her to look at him. "You know I will, my beautiful woman. I have waited for this day for longer than you could ever know. It will just take time."

  "What will you do?"

  Korba's voice was low and dreamy, his eyes full of love and wanton desire. "Stretch you slowly, with love, and play, and care." His erection filled just that much more with the thoughts of what he would do to her. His hands moved back to her thighs. "We could move to the spa. The warm fluid would soften your tissues and make it easier. We can start right now if you wish."

  Chelan looked at him shyly. There was nothing she wanted more than to have him now. And there was no one she wanted to be with more. She loved him, and she did not care if the act hurt. Her pain would be part of her pleasure, the ultimate mingling of their first love. And then an idea crept into her thoughts. "Can we begin here?"

  Korba smiled. "We can."

  Chelan leaned forward and kissed him passionately. Then she sat up and reached behind her, stroking him once again. Korba closed his eyes as his body reignited. Chelan released him and hunched over, kissing his chest. She rose up on her knees slightly and then lowered herself down along his rock-hard erection, his penis lying against his rippled abdominals.

  Korba moaned as he felt her ready moistness upon him, and he gritted his teeth, his discipline once again challenged. But he was going to be true to his word. He would slowly work her flesh, stretching her with love play first. He wanted their ultimate bonding to be as pleasurable for her as it was going to be for him.

  Chelan controlled herself carefully. She moved back and forth along him, his thick member caressing the length of her creamy folds. She took his hands and placed them boldly on her breasts, distracting him as best she could. When she knew he was completely moist, she reached up and began consuming his mouth aggressively. Korba was lost to her, his hands moving over her slender back as she continued to glide over him. Then she moved forward slightly until she could feel the head of his penis slip into her moistness. Suddenly, without warning, she pushed back forcefully, impaling herself upon him.

  "Chelan!" Korba cried. His hands flew down to her hips, halting her backward motion. "Chelan," he gasped, his voice riddled with distress.

  She exhaled sharply at the burn of her tender flesh. Korba immediately began to allow his erection to recede. "No!" she pleaded. "Please, no," she begged.

  Korba drew a ragged breath. He knew the damage had been done. She had pushed deeply, and he had felt her flesh yield to him. His heart was crashing against his chest wall. But he could not refuse the look in her fawn like eyes, and he allowed his full engorgement. He watched her carefully, and she smiled at him. She lay out over him, reveling in the extreme fullness that now filled her. She continued her slow pelvic movements, her love and desire far outweighing any and all discomfort.

  Korba's hands stroked soothingly along her back as each of her slow motions took in more of him. As time passed he could feel her muscles relaxing and her respirations increasing.

  Chelan writhed as the burning finally numbed, and her pleasure mounted. She raised herself off his chest and looked into his troubled eyes. She smiled at him. "I love you," she cooed.

  Korba exhaled and then looked down, watching her take him deeper and deeper. He closed his eyes, giving himself to her fully. As he began rising to meet her, he heard her moan, and he looked up, watching her arch to his penetrations, her body glistening with perspiration. Her own hands coursed over her abdomen and up to her breasts where they lingered, and his mouth watered. Then her fingers feathered around her long slender neck and to her gorgeous hair. She gathered her tresses and drew the silken strands away from her body, placing all her thick mane on her the top of her head, her sensuous, sinuous body fully revealed to him as she rode him, her pelvic motions hypnotizing him. He was enraptured, his organ disappearing farther and farther into her hot, wet center. Finally, he could bear no more. He grabbed her to him and flipped her to her back, his abrupt motion startling her momentarily.

  "Oh, Chelan," he groaned. He hunched over her, looking down at the beautiful yet fragile femininity below him. His controlled, powerful strokes sent surges of ecstasy through them both, and the Warlord felt as though he would burst.

  Chelan's hands flowed down his back and over his hard buttocks, and she urged him deeper. But Korba restrained himself, moving into her cautiously, for he was well aware that few women could take his entire length.

  Chelan eagerly met every entry, each slow drive widening her farther. Her hands kneaded his muscles, her nails raking his flesh. "Oh god, I love you," she cried.

  Korba let his arms collapse, and he buried his face in her neck. "Oh, I love you, Chelan."

  She drew her knees up and entwined her legs about his waist, opening herself fully to his slow, heedful entries. Korba proceeded, deepening his strokes, each time expecting to reach her barrier. But soon he made his final push, her fiery inner well consuming his entire shaft. Korba closed his eyes and groaned with disbelief. How could such a small woman take him in his entirety? He pushed into her again, feeling her swollen folds kiss the sensitive nerves surrounding the base of his penis. He was stunned. He never wanted to withdraw.

  He bathed her in kisses of love. Then he raised his head and looked down into her deep-brown eyes, and he saw her smile. He slowly rotated his hips against her, and every nerve in his body lit. Her virginal tightness stroked him, her outer softness caressed him, and as he moved, his large testicles were cradled by her. Even if he now ceased all motion, he could come in an instant. It was as if her entire body had consumed him in the most delicious way.

  She bit her lip shyly and then moved against him, clenching him internally and encouraging him on. And he complied, slipping from her depths in one long, slow stoke. Then he entered her indulgently and felt her respond in kind, her body craving all that he could give. He watched her move in rhythm to his gentle thrusts, her loving smile melting him from within.

  She raised her hand and traced the contours of his face. Korba closed his eyes to her endearing touch. He wanted badly to take her to the peaks of orgasm with his manhood as he had done with his fingers. But he knew that her damaged flesh would not endure much more. It was only a matter of time before his motions would cause extreme discomfort. But he was not used to not satisfying his partner fully, and he wondered if she would allow him to withdraw and take her orally.

  But he did not have time to ask. He looked down at her as she reached for his head and pulled him to her. She nuzzled in under his cascading hair and whispered to him. "I want you to come. I want to feel you come inside me, deep inside me."

  Korba was shocked at himself. Instantly, in response to her soft request, he lost control of himself. He sagged down onto her, careful of his weight, his penetrations becoming forceful and urgent. He felt her hands surround his buttocks, pressing him harder and deeper, and he responded, releasing himself fully. Chelan groaned and tilted her hips to meet his.

  Korba felt as though his entire body would disintegrate. The intensity of his feelings was beyond description; her innocent tightness drove him wild. He pressed up off her and looked down at her beauty. His eyes coursed over her gleaming body to the valley between her legs that he now completely filled. He watched himself disappear into her totally, again and again, the visual stimulation of watching his embedded shaft finally putting him over the edge.

  Chelan looked up at him, every muscle in his massive body pulsating in unison. She watched as powerful waves of contractions seized him, his flawless masculinity rippling with explosive orgasm. She raised her knees up farther, allowing him to thrust deeper still in his final moments of rapture. Then he shuddered and drove hard one last time, and Chelan grabbed for him, pulling him down on top of her. She wanted to feel the last of his muscular surges spread ove
r her as his undulating body covered her with love and security.

  Korba slipped his hands under her shoulders, and he panted for air. His long hair cascaded over her in a blanket and his moist body melted into hers. Chelan's arms surrounded his neck, and she hugged him fiercely. Finally, she could hear his breathing easing and feel his muscles relaxing.

  He held her firmly and rolled to his side, bringing her with him, his swollen organ still deep inside her. They lay together quietly for a long time, both too exhausted to speak. Finally, Korba looked down at his little alien and realized she was nearly asleep in his arms. Slowly, he released his fullness and slipped gently out of his beautiful woman.

  He pressed her to him, also feeling the need to sleep, but he could not. The smell of her blood weighed heavily on his mind, and he knew that from their size difference, it would not be a simple abrasion. Finally, he edged away from her and watched as she contentedly curled up around a pillow. He smiled, and leaning over, kissed her on the cheek gently.

  "Where are you going?" she asked sleepily, her eyes still closed.

  "Just to rinse off."

  Chelan smiled. "I will join you later... much later," she added dreamily, and she hugged the pillow tighter.

  Korba looked at her longingly for a moment more. Then he slipped off the bed and covered her with the blankets. He straightened slowly and glanced down at himself, his smile fading rapidly. His penis and entire groin area was coated with her brilliant, red blood, and he felt a pit form in his stomach. He grabbed his pants, boots, and knives and then sprinted to the workout area. His shower was brief, and he dressed hurriedly. His next destination was the Command Center, and there he hit the intercom switch.

  "Yes, Commander."

  "Send Stose to my quarters immediately," he ordered quietly.