Independents: Taoree Trilogy #2

by Michele Notaro

  I hooked my leg over his hip and pulled him closer to me. He groaned into my mouth and it sent a shock right to my cock. Oh fuck. His light pushed further into mine, but he didn’t move his hands. I could tell he was still being timid with me, and I didn’t want that.

  I was past questioning our connection. I was over feeling like I shouldn’t feel anything for him. We were connected—obviously—and I wanted, no, I fucking needed to stop fighting it. I needed him… and I knew he needed me.

  So I rolled us until I was lying on top of him, then I ground my hips into him, feeling his already hard cock against mine, and eliciting a delicious, surprised gasp from him that allowed me even more access to his mouth. When I rutted against him again, it was like he finally let go of his inhibitions because suddenly, his hands were everywhere. They were running up and down my back, in my hair, on my thighs, and when both his hands squeezed my ass, I breathed out into his mouth, “Oh, fuck.”

  I got on my knees and straddled him, holding the back of his neck without letting go of his hair. Then I grabbed his back and pulled him up to a seated position. His hands slid up my shirt and started lifting it up. When his thumbs ran over my nipples, I moaned and broke the kiss, leaning back on his thighs. His whole body froze and he stared at me with such vulnerability, with such worry, that I leaned down and placed a soft kiss on his lips.

  When I leaned back again, I whispered, “I want you.”

  He searched my eyes, then his hair released its hold on my wrist and he pulled my shirt over my head. I reached for his tee and yanked it off of him before running my fingers over his chest and abs, my eyes following the movement and taking him in while he rubbed my skin, too.

  His skin was pale and he was covered in cut muscles, though his muscles were leaner and longer than a human’s. He had an extra ridge running up and down his sides that humans didn’t have. I was surprised he had nipples, though they were the same color as his skin. He didn’t have a lick of hair all over his body. His skin was smooth and soft.

  What I noticed the most, though, were all the scars. As I looked him over, I couldn’t help but count out more than twenty scars, though a couple were more prominent than others. I’d felt the ridges in his skin when we were under that sheet in the clear tube, but I’d just thought it was the texture of alien skin. Now that I could look, well, it was clear that there were many scars on his gorgeous body. One was jagged and ran from the bottom of his throat all the way to his navel. I couldn’t even imagine what had caused it. Most of the others were over his stomach, but there was one on his right pec that looked pretty messy. With a shock I remembered that that was where Taoree hearts were. Had someone tried to kill him? I didn’t even know how to ask that question.

  As I traced the longest and most pronounced scar, I whispered, “What happened?”

  He brushed the hair off my forehead and whispered back, “I will tell you anything you wish to know… but… can we not darken this moment with horror stories and tears?”

  I searched his eyes again, seeing their depth and pain once again, though I also saw a little hope this time. I swallowed thickly and nodded, but still asked, “Do they hurt?”

  He shook his head. “Not anymore, Renuella. Sometimes they’re sensitive to the touch, but you may touch them freely without causing pain.”

  I wanted to ask more. His scars were further proof that Taoree scarred just like humans. I hadn’t been sure when I found that little Taoree boy yesterday.

  Orrean’s scars were just another reminder of his painful past. I wanted to know what and who had caused him harm and why the hell they hadn’t been healed. But I didn’t want to ruin this moment. I wanted to savor him, I wanted to make him see that I was finally ready to let him in, to let him in fully, to finally be there for him the way he’d always been there for me.

  So I ran my hand down his hair again, causing him to shiver, then I gently pushed him onto his back and closed my mouth over his. My skin against his felt fucking amazing. I started grinding against him. With my legs bent, I had better friction and could better feel his very hard, very large cock rubbing against mine while he fondled my ass and rubbed the skin on my back.

  After a minute of making out and frotting, I squeaked quite unmanly-like when Orrean suddenly flipped me onto my back. He’d moved so quickly that I hadn’t even registered it until I found myself on my back. He started kissing me again and pulling down my sweats, but he wasn’t laying his body on top of mine like I wanted, he was sort of hovering over top of me. So I grabbed his shoulders and tried to pull him to me. I could feel more scars on his back, but I didn’t want to ruin the mood, so I didn’t say anything. I tried pulling him down again and the bastard didn’t budge. I may have whined a little into his mouth. I felt him smile against my lips.

  I lifted my ass so he could pull my sweats off, then he finally laid over me and I was able to push my hips up. My cock pushed against his stomach and I gasped at the much-needed friction. Orr used that opportunity to drag his lips down my jaw and neck. He sucked on my collarbone and I lifted my chin to allow better access. Then he was making his way down my body, sucking and licking every inch of my skin. I kept my hands on his shoulders and I felt his hair touch my fingers every now and then, but it didn’t wrap around me again. His mouth and tongue felt incredible, like every part of my skin was coming alive and buzzing with excitement.

  I had never been harder in my entire life.

  Before I knew what was happening, Orrean was between my legs with his tongue licking my cock from base to tip. He licked one side of my cock before circling his tongue around the tip and sliding his tongue back down the other side. He repeated the motion, driving me fucking crazy.

  He slid his hand along my stomach to my chest and laid his palm flat. Immediately, a warm sensation started filling my chest, making me gasp loudly. His other hand slid down my thigh, then tugged on my balls just as his mouth closed over the head of my cock and he took me all the way to the back of his throat.

  “Orrean,” I gasped out.

  When he started moving his lips slowly back up my cock, I reached down and ran my hand over his hair, leaving it resting lightly on the back of his head. I laid my other hand over top of his hand on my chest and laced our fingers together, though his palm was still flat against my skin, sending his light through me. As he licked around the tip of my cock, I felt his hair slowly wrap around my wrist again.

  It kept wrapping around my wrist, all the way up my forearm. I never would’ve thought that my wrist would be an erogenous zone for me, but holy hell did it turn me on even more, especially when the ends of his hair started rubbing the skin on my arm. I started panting and thrusting up into his mouth, unable to control myself. There were so many sensations all over my body that it was almost too much.

  Everywhere we were connected, I could feel him… not just his skin or body, but his presence, his soul, and I felt like my entire being was coming alive more and more with each passing second.

  The buildup through my body got to be so much that I was a little afraid of what might happen. I breathed out, “Orrean.” I didn’t even know what I wanted, but I knew I needed something.

  He let go with his mouth and looked at me with those fucking gorgeous purple eyes. “It’s okay, emm Balu… you can let go. I’ll be right here to catch you.”

  Not only could I see his sincerity, I could feel it through our connection, through our lights mingling together. I took a shaky breath and nodded at him. He smiled sweetly at me, kissed my thigh, then suddenly swallowed me whole again, making me cry out.

  When he bobbed up and down a few more times, his hair tightened its grip, and Orr’s hands on my chest and testicles started emanating even more light into me, I couldn’t hold back. My entire body started quivering and purple stars flashed in my eyes. Every nerve in my body exploded in wave after wave of pleasure.

  “Orr…” I moaned loudly, then panted heavily through another round of purple stars sending sparks all over me.


  Orr sucked me gently until I finally came down from blissville. I felt him lick me clean, then he carefully sat back a little. I could hear him panting, but I didn’t look since I couldn’t move.

  Holy fuck.

  I wanted to look down at him, or at least say something, but I wasn’t capable of even lifting a finger. I couldn’t even be bothered to open my eyes. That orgasm was so intense that every single body part was drained… even my damn toes. Holy fuck. What did he do to me? I’d never felt anything like it. It was fucking amazing.

  I felt Orr move up onto the bed, between me and the wall, then he managed to wrap himself around me. He even lifted my head onto his bicep, then turned me onto my side so he was spooning me. I didn’t even help, I just let him move me like a ragdoll, though I was happy to have his warmth and his scent surrounding me. I may have made some kind of grunt of satisfaction at him, but my brain was still foggy, in a post-orgasm haze, so I didn’t know if it actually came out or not.

  We lay like that for so long that I drifted off to sleep again. But when I finally opened my eyes, I whispered, “That was… intense… I don’t think I can move.”

  I heard a little chuckle behind me, but felt him pull me in closer as he kissed my hair. “I should’ve warned you,” he said quietly.

  I cleared my throat a little. “Is it… always like that?”

  “I do not understand your meaning, Renuella.”

  “Uh… is it always like that for Taoree?”

  “Oh… um… no.” He started running his fingertips along my chest, leaving goosebumps in their wake. He lowered his voice as he spoke. “It was like that because we are Balu.”

  “Oh,” was all I could think to say. Thinking about the whole Balu, destined mates thing still freaked me the fuck out, so I didn’t typically think about it, even if I knew it to be true.

  I closed my eyes again, deciding to just bask in the feeling of him holding me, of his fingers trailing my skin so gently. After a little while, when I had enough energy to at least move an arm, for some unknown reason, I reached back and ran my hand down Orrean’s hair and pulled his braid forward so it was draped over my neck. I felt Orr shiver at the touch and somehow pull me even closer to him. I didn’t know why, but it just felt nice to have his hair on my skin like that—probably some weird alien thing—but whatever, it felt good, so I wasn’t going to question it.

  After another minute, I snapped my eyes open at a sudden realization. “Orr…?”

  “Hmm?”

  “If you give me a little longer to recover, I can… reciprocate.”

  “Mm.” He kissed my hair. “No need, Renuella.”

  “But… I want you to feel good too.”

  I could hear the smile in his voice. “I do feel good.” He squeezed me tight, indicating that he liked where we were and how we were laying. “But it’s unnecessary. I… came at the same time you did.”

  “You did?” I asked, surprised since I knew he’d had both his hands on me. How could he have possibly jerked off, then?

  He hummed in agreement. “I could feel your orgasm through our connection, which initiated my own. Then mine flashed back to you, so we were… kind of in a loop. That’s why it was so intense.”

  I thought about that for a moment. “Are you saying that it’ll feel like that every single time we have sex?”

  He nodded against me. “Yes.”

  “Well, holy shit.”

  He chuckled behind me.

  I absently started playing with his braid as he continued rubbing my chest, side, stomach, and hip. He was being soft and gentle, like he just wanted to keep touching me, but I didn’t think he was trying to turn me on. He was just taking me in and exploring. If I’d had more energy, I would’ve turned so I could explore him further, but I was enjoying the feel of his warm fingers all over my body. Even in his caresses, he was being the sweet man I knew him to be.

  “Why am I so drawn to your braid?” I asked after a while.

  “Are you?” he asked quietly, sounding vulnerable.

  He had so much doubt and I didn’t like that I’d put it there. I lifted his hand, kissed his palm and laced our fingers together. “I’ve always been drawn to your hair, Orr. I’ve been drawn to you since that first night at the fence. I just held myself back because I didn’t understand, and then once I did… well, I was… scared of you.”

  He sucked in a breath and started to pull away a little.

  I panicked when I realized how he’d take what I’d said and I quickly turned to face him. I threw my arm and leg over him so he couldn’t escape before I had a chance to explain. I looked him in the eyes and whispered, “I didn’t mean that the way you’re thinking. I wasn’t scared of you. I was scared of what you were to me. I was scared by how much I just wanted to be with you and around you. You have never frightened me, Orrean, not even when I kept running from the fence. I was scared by how you knew my name, and by what was on your side of the fence, but I wasn’t scared of you.” I reached up and brushed my fingers down his temple and cheek. “I’m so sorry.” I brushed my finger over his eyebrow and belatedly realized that it was the same texture as his hair. “Please don’t run away from me. I know it’s not fair of me to ask that of you after everything I put you through, but I’m going to ask anyway. Please don’t run. I meant what I said last night. Please stay… always… stay forever.”

  He searched my eyes for a moment, then slowly closed his and pulled me into him. I willingly went and wrapped my arms around him, hugging him close to me as I buried my face into his chest and breathed him in.

  After a long moment, he answered my original question, “You already know Taoree hair is different. I can feel my hair, almost like an arm or a leg. I can move it a little, though it’s easier to just let it hang there, and sometimes it moves on its own. But it is also a point of connection.”

  When he didn’t continue, I asked, speaking into his throat, “What do you mean?”

  “It is a point of connection between sexual partners, lovers, and especially between Balu.”

  I leaned back and looked at him. “I don’t really understand.”

  “You know how our hands are a point of connection or a good conduit for our light?” he asked. I nodded. “It’s like that. Our lights can reach one another easily through our hands and through my hair. Taoree hair helps build not only a light connection, but an emotional and physical connection too. So you’re drawn to my hair and it’s drawn to you because you are drawn to us, to our connection.”

  “It’s drawn to me?”

  “Yes. When it wrapped around you, I didn’t consciously move it, it moved itself because I instinctively feel you as my Balu.”

  That was fucking weird, but whatever. I seriously lived in the land of weird. I thought about that, then furrowed my brow. “But I don’t have hair like yours.”

  He ran a hand through my hair. “I know.”

  I swallowed. “Does that mean our connection will never be as great as two Taoree Balus?”

  He smiled and kissed my forehead. “Of course not. Our connection is already stronger than many.”

  I shot him a look of doubt. “But I brushed you off and pushed you away for months.”

  He snorted. “You did, Renuella, but we remained friends and stayed close, even though you were an ass.” I glared at him, but he gave me a little smile. “And that just made our connection even stronger. We are connected even outside of our Balu, which means we are more solid and stable together.”

  “So my lack of Taoree hair isn’t going to do anything?”

  He smirked and looked me up and down. “You make up for it in other ways.”

  I snorted and smacked his shoulder. “That was a serious question, Orrean.”

  He sobered a little. “I know, Jer. And our connection is strong. I can feel your light so easily, even when we are separated by distance. That is not typical for Taoree Balu.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “Most Balu can only fe
el their connection when they are holding hands or their hair is wrapped around their Balu’s hair or hands. I’ve only heard of a handful of Taoree that could feel it when they weren’t touching their Balu.”

  “Really?” I was a little shocked, though I should know by now that I was weird, even among the weird. He nodded, so I said, “But I’ve been able to feel you since that very first time at the fence. I mean, I didn’t know what it was back then, but it was there. And we started dream-walking when I was hundreds of miles away, and you healed me when I got stabbed in the neck, and you helped with the white dome thingy and… and I didn’t even know you!”

  He smiled and ran his hand through my hair again. “I know.”

  I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. Then finally I said, “I don’t even know what to say about that.”

  He looked amused, but didn’t say anything. He rubbed the skin on my back and I settled back into him.

  A while later I said, “Dude. I don’t even know how old you are.”

  He chuckled. “I think in human years, I’m around thirty-ish.”

  I wrinkled my nose at that. “You’re eleven years older than me?”

  He shrugged. “Something like that.”

  I gasped. “Ew, Orrean, I was only sixteen when I met you.”

  “So?”

  “So… you totally lusted after a teenager.”

  “Technically you’re still a teenager, for several more months, anyway.”

  “You dirty old man. What is wrong with you?”

  He started chuckling. “You’re the one with a Daddy kink.”

  I gasped again. “Dude, what the hell have you been reading?”

  He sounded like he was giggling. “I can’t help what they have in the library.”

  I joined in his amusement and laughed with him. When we finally stopped laughing, we lay there for a short while in silent companionship.

  I absently started tracing the lines of the large scar over his heart. I didn’t even realize I was doing it until Orr whispered, “My brother… Thelonious, I mean… he gave me those scars when I was in ‘training,’ as he called it.” His voice was quiet and distant and nothing at all like it had been only moments ago.