Warm breeze blows into your bedroom window…
The moon is pouring over us in a silver wave…
Aching, I watch its flowing, gentle moment rippling slowly over your pale smooth skin…
The beauty of your glowing body beckons me to touch, to taste, to love its graceful expanse…
From your forehead to your toes…
Fingers to your nose…
How I hunger to know you so completely…
To gladly find all the wondrous places that bring you such sweet pleasure…
Forging bonds that tie your heart to mine…
How did this man know? Music was a universal language, able to affect emotions and moods of people like nothing else in the galaxy. Rin knew the power of his voice, his choice of words, to unremorsefully wipe away her resistance.
Her eyelids slid to half-mast while she listened to each harmonic, husky note fall from his lips. He drew closer, leaning over her, his song softly coming to an end.
His voice was pure, liquid seduction; she felt a gentle wave washing over her body, heating her skin, making her burn for more than only his song. She wanted to be entwined in it, pulled in deep, have it fill her to bursting. It was no longer just a want, but a hungry need, body and soul.
His mouth settled on her. Already out of her mind, she pressed hard against it, nipping at his lips. A deep rumble sounded from his throat and his strong fingers threaded through her hair controlling the angle of the kiss. Ravaging her mouth, as if he owned it, owned her.
Right now, she didn’t care; she yearned for his possession. Her body writhed against his as he pressed her further back into the mattress, his hardened weight a welcome blanket against her softer frame.
She traced her fingers up over his shoulders, loving the bold definition of his muscles under her touch. Julie growled, it was not enough; she wanted to touch his hot skin. Impatiently, she pulled at his shirt, trying to rid Rin of the offending garment.
As if sensing her want, he pushed up off her, sat on the bed, whisking his shirt over his head, tossing it carelessly on the floor.
A wall of wonderful, tanned flesh greeted her, making her grin with delight. This man is a god, and here he is with me.
The thought made her falter, doubt flooding her mind.
“Julie? What’s wrong?”
“I don’t understand, you’re…you’re beautiful and perfect and I’m not. Why are you here; you could have any beautiful, thin woman, why do you want me?”
Confusion creased his handsome brow.
“How are you not beautiful and desirable? Who told you these lies? Tell me, I will seek them out and tear them to pieces.”
The fervency of his tone and zealous expression made her stomach and heart flutter. He leaned down, stroking the side of her face in a tender action.
“The moment I saw you...the sway of your hips, the rich, dark color of your eyes, two glorious breasts to fill my hands...any male, no matter his species, is a blind fool not to want you, but I see more than your outer beauty; in your eyes and in your song, you have a tender, caring soul. How can I not find you irresistible?”
He closed the distance between their mouths and sipped at her lips, a teasing, breath-stealing kiss.
She was melting on the inside and out, her surrender almost within reach, but still she held on, resisting. His words, as wonderful as they made her feel, didn’t give her the one assurance she needed from him.
“I won’t be a one night stand,” she blurted out when he again lifted his head, letting her breathe.
“Sweet Julie, I’m going to make you feel so good, standing won’t be an option for either of us.”
She managed to wedge her hand between them, placing it on the heated skin of his chest. The feel of his skin burned white hot through her body, making her struggle to hold onto her train of thought.
“No—on Earth, one night stand mean having sex for one night, then never seeing the other person again.”
Realization dawned in the blue depths of his eyes, along with a flicker of doubt, which he quickly masked.
“You’re going to see me and I you again and again, you can be sure of that, my little song bird. Can you accept that?”
She tried to mull over it, but he didn’t play fair, pressing his hips into hers, the hardness of his cock scattering the remainder of her wits.
Would she ever get a man as sexy as Rin again? She doubted it, so why not grab the opportunity before it was too late.
Mind made up, the consequences she would deal with later and with a smile, she let her fingers slide up over his shoulders to his neck.
“Yes, Rin, I can accept it.”
Slowly, he peeled off her clothing, kissing each inch of skin he revealed. She tried to help him undo his pants, feeling the need to touch him, but he pulled away. Julie was confused and glanced up.
“No touching yet, beautiful, I want you to relax and let me enjoy you. Put your hands behind your head and open your legs.”
She hesitated, a tremor of fear mixed with excitement from his dominant tone washed over her skin. “I’ve never…I mean, no one’s ever…” she stammered.
“Your Earthling lovers must have been very poor ones indeed.” He smiled wickedly. “Ario males pride themselves on always knowing how to pleasure their females. Do you trust me to do that for you?” His tone was challenging.
She already came this far and wasn’t going to chicken out now.
She sucked in a deep breath and let her thighs fall open, so he could wedge himself between her knees. His dark head dipped to her pussy. At the first touch of his hot, wet tongue on her most private, sensitive flesh, her breath seized in her lungs, shocked at the scorching pleasure.
Orin raised his head. “That’s it, my sweet, you’re so delicious and I’m hungry for you.”
Julie bit down on her finger to stop the scream when he sucked her swollen bud into his mouth, his movements quickly becoming more urgent, needier. She gasped when his tongue thrust deep into her folds, his hands pressing her thighs open wider and lapped at her cream, stoking her need higher.
She quivered, breathing harshly while he suckled her clit and stroked her swollen bud with the tip of his tongue. Gasping, she moved her hands, needing to touch him, but he growled low in his throat, the vibrations pulsing through her. She put her hands back, whimpering as he fucked her harder with his tongue.
In, out, over, higher. She swallowed hard, her orgasm close, her breathing rapid, her nerves screaming. He held her there, engulfed with need, desperate for climax. He raised his head and she mewled in protest.
“So wet, my pet, so needy. Do you want me to make you come?”
She nodded frantically, shifting her hips, but he grabbed them, pinning them to the mattress.
“Say it, say the words Julie. Tell me what you want.”
“I…” She never spoke during sex, yet his words and demands made her wetter. “I want you….”
“Yes, tell me, now.”
“I want you to make me come. Please Rin.”
She saw the flash of triumph in his eyes before he buried his face between her legs. Thrusting a finger deep within her body, he curled it up, touching a bundle of nerves. She gasped, her hips thrusting up, wanting and needing more. Oh, yes, so close so…
His lips closed around her swollen clit and he sucked while he rubbed at the spot within her. She needed something more, she didn’t know.
Again, he raised his head.
“Come for me, Julie.”
Her body shattered, heat flushed through her in a tidal wave, she shook and a scream tore from her throat. He stroked her higher, wringing every drop of her climax from her overwrought body.
He rolled off the bed, quickly shucked his clothes and returned to his position. The look in his eyes was wild, the need in his movements obvious, but he held back.
“Do you want me, Julie? Do you want my cock deep inside you?”
“Yes, please, Rin, fuck me, please.”
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With a satisfied grunt, he pressed into her welcoming flesh. His thick, swollen shaft slowly filling her until he couldn’t go any further. Oh, god, the slight edge of pain mingled with the pleasure of being so full was overwhelming. Still, she hungered for more, hungered for him.
“Put your hands on my shoulders, Julie, don’t move them until I tell you.” Even with his voice as deep and laced with need, the command was clear.
She obeyed, wanting to please him, knowing if she did, it would please her, too. She felt his hard muscles beneath the hot, smooth skin against her palm. She gazed up into his burning, blue gaze.
“Hold on, my sweet.” He pulled almost all the way out, swiftly thrust back in and stole her breath. Her eyes slid closed.
“Eyes on me, Julie.” She struggled to open them, but once she did, his gaze held hers captive while he moved within her, watching her face closely.
“You feel so good, so tight. You are mine, Julie.” He picked up a frantic rhythm. Her mouth fell open at the swelling of a new climax, this one deeper, stronger than the first. Surely, it wasn’t possible?
Who was she to say what was possible or not, after the last few weeks? She gave herself up to the sensations and surrendered to Rin.
“Oh, yes, that’s it, my sweet—enjoy me, enjoy everything I give you, come, come for me again.”
The climax crashed through her body, her inner walls pulsing around his cock. She cried out, arching her back and taking him deeper, feeling his cock swell inside her, and then the sweet pulse of his seed inside her.
Rin collapsed forward, his weight pressing her in to the mattress, his hot breath on the sweat-slickened skin of her neck. “Oh Julie, you’re beautiful and you’re mine.”
Her mind was a puddle of mush, barely registering his words. Doubt crept back in shadowing her mind—she was his, but for how long?
* * * *
Bliss. The contentment surrounding Orin was something he never experienced with any other female. Yet, here he lay, not wanting to move, with her nestled into his side, her breathing soft and even.
There was no doubt left in his mind—she was his Empress. Now, he only needed to prove it to the rest of the galaxy.
Several choices presented themselves. He could simply reveal who he was and order her to the palace to sing. However, common sense told him she would be angry over his deception and rebel.
Or, he could simply fuck her into submission and carry her off to the palace, but the third choice held more appeal.
Woo her, let her get to know him better and win her trust and love. Make her love him so deeply it would no longer matter when the time came, to tell her the truth. Time, unfortunately, was not on his side. The powers of the Song Krystal were fading; his nightingale would need to be revealed. Harmony and peace must be maintained.
Plans formed in his mind as he gently untangled himself from her. He needed a plan of attack and to learn everything he could about her to win her heart. He would talk to everyone she has been in contact with. She stirred and he bent down, lightly kissing her lips. Her soft sigh of contentment made him smile as she resettled.
He turned, collecting his clothes from the floor, and quickly dressed. With one last look, he opened the door and headed downstairs.
The last of Trall’s patrons were swaying drunkenly out the door when Orin entered. Trall bolted the door, turning to see Orin standing there.
The tall Verkin strode towards him. “Is she all right, Sire?”
“Fine, my friend. Now, tell me everything you know about her.”
Chapter Seven
Warm sunshine filtered through the window. Awareness seeped into Julie's senses, along with a delicious ache in parts of her body she didn’t know existed and it made her smile. Slowly, she opened her eyes, gazing unseeing up at the ceiling. A hazy replay of Orin’s passionate, possessive love-making filtered through her mind.
Of course, he was no longer here, but his scent still lingered on her pillow and on her body—strong, masculine and oh, so sexy.
She didn’t have any idea sex could be like that. A previous boyfriend simply groped at her breasts in an attempt to get her excited, and missed her clit all together before sliding his cock in for the required time to get off. It left her empty, unfulfilled and wondering what all the fuss with sex was about.
Julie licked her lips. One taste of Rin’s wondrous passion and she was hooked like a junkie on an addictive drug. She wanted and craved more of him on her, in her, making her scream.
She sat up on her elbows. The pale, yellow sheets slipped down her naked body. The lyrics I’ve got sunshine on a cloudy day formed in her mind.
She loved this musical planet. No way, no how would she ever go back to Earth.
A knock sounded at the door, jolting Julie out of her musings and song. She grabbed the sheet, tugging it back up.
“Who’s there?”
“Julie, it’s Mik.” The door opened and her silvery head appeared, a wide grin on her face. “Looks like someone got lucky last night; I think half of Ario heard the screams coming out of here.” Mik stepped into the room, closing the door behind her.
Julie eyes widened and the flush rose up over her skin. “Oh no.” She dropped her head into her hands. How could I look anyone in the eyes again?
Mik didn’t seem to care. She flounced onto the bed, making them both bounce on the soft mattress. Her laughter filled the air. “I don’t understand why Earthlings are so shy; trust me, you were the envy of many in more ways than one.” She wagged her silver eyebrows at her.
Julie snorted at Mik’s antics. “I was raised by a mother who made me believe sexual freedom was wrong. Girls who slept around were nothing but whores, and no self-respecting man would want a woman like that.”
Mik blinked before frowning. “What’s a whore? The word doesn’t translate.”
“Um, women who sell sexual favors to men for, um, frillip chips?”
“Why would anyone do that? Sex is free and fun, not wrong. Life is a pleasure to be enjoyed. I don’t think I want to ever visit your Earth, if they make people feel bad about wanting to have sex and fun. Didn’t you enjoy yourself last night? It sure sounded like you did.”
Mik’s carefree ways made it sound so easy. A smile crept over Julie’s face, thinking now about much fun she had with Rin and the out-of-this-universe orgasms he gave her. Why was it so hard to shake off the guilty feeling niggling at the back of her brain?
This was her life, not her mother’s. She was far from Earth and needed to go native. Having sex with Rin last night was a step in the right direction. Still, the thought of someone else other than Rin touching her left her feeling cold.
Why couldn’t she be more carefree, like Mik, and detach her emotions from sex?
Julie regarded her friend. “Don’t you get, um, think there is a danger in getting too attached to the one you’re having fun with? What if you fall in love and they don’t love you back?”
“Well, yes, there is always that possibility, but where would we be if we didn’t stop trying? Love, heartache, the ups and downs is what makes us know we are alive.”
Mik leaned forward grabbing hold of Julie’s hand.
“I doubt you will have that danger. You’re handsome, powerful Ario man is coming back for you. Trall told me to come wake you up because Rin will be here very shortly to take you out.”
Julie vaguely remembered Rin promising to show her more of the planet on which she now lived.
“Oh, my god, how long have I been asleep? I’ve got to get ready.” Julie scrambled off the bed, forgetting her nudity. The thought of seeing Rin again made her heart pound and her lower stomach warm.
Mik laughed again and, bouncing off the bed, she pushed Julie towards the bathroom.
“Go wash. I’ll pick out your clothes.”
Julie flashed her friend a grateful grin and headed into the tube-like stall, climbing over the lip of the narrow, vertical bathtub. She hit the green button, a shield went up and
the water filled the tub up to her shoulders within a few seconds. It swirled frantically around her body, but not so strong as to knock her off her feet.
The strange whirlpool bath made Julie feel like she was in a top-loading washing machine. The water both massaged and cleaned her body, and it already contained spiced, body cleanser. She ducked her head under, being careful not to swallow any of the water. After washing her hair, she pressed the red button and the water promptly drained, then warm air blew from many jets on her body, drying her within seconds. There was no need for towels.
Julie peeked out into her room. Mik was gone, but a bright, multi-colored top and skirt lay on her now made bed, along with a blue scarf.
Julie quickly dressed, aware of the free breeze under the skirt. Underwear simply didn’t exist on Ario. She brushed out her hair, platting it to keep it out of the way, and placed the blue scarf around her neck. Not bothering to check the mirror, she hurried downstairs into the back garden.
“Beautiful morning to you, little song bird. You look radiant today.” Trall greeted her. He and Mik sat at a table on the little outdoor patio, shadowed by tall leafy, brown and green trees. A knowing smile played on Trall’s lips while his gaze ran over her from head to toe. Once again, her cheeks infused with heat.
She sat down, helping herself to the Bomard juice, which she learned came from a spiky, red cactus-like plant.
“Oh, don’t tease her, Trall—she’s still new to our ways.” Mik defended, but did nothing to hide her smile.
Trall just chuckled. “You don’t need to worry about anything today. Rin told me he has plans for you.”
“Yes, sightseeing. I’m looking forward to getting to know your world better.” She genuinely did, offering him a grin.
“Your world now, too.” Mik sipped her juice.
“So, how well do you know Rin?” Probing for info, she needed to know everything about him she could.
“I've known him a long time; he and my brother work together. Most of my kind are soldiers and palace guards.”
“He works at the palace? Is he some kind of official or diplomat? He has a strong air of authority around him.”
Julie jumped as Mik snorted out her juice. Without missing a beat, Trall shoved a napkin at her while patting her back. She snatched the cloth, covering her mouth, but Julie didn’t miss the look she gave Trall.
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