Talking Dog II: Never Send a Dog To Do a Woman's Job

by Shelley Munro

  “Looks like they have room to park a spaceship.” She glanced across a snoozing Killer. “I presume you intend to camouflage the spaceship? Otherwise, you’ll have UFO hunters following you about. As well as government agencies.”

  “You haven’t asked many questions so far. I didn’t think you were interested.”

  “Not interested?” she blurted, coasting the car to a stop. Lily’s mouth worked soundlessly as though she couldn’t work out what to say. Then she glanced at Killer and clamped her hands over the dog’s floppy ears in case she was awake. “I was too busy trying to work out how to jump you,” she confessed. “And how to check out your blue equipment without looking too pushy. I’d like to watch the color change as it happens this time.”

  “Yeah?” Alex felt a dopey grin on his face, even though the openness of her words brought a sliver of guilt. In three weeks, he intended to leave. He wouldn’t change his mind no matter what Lily might say. Or the temptation she presented.

  “Yeah.”

  Killer wriggled free from Lily. “What you say?” she demanded. “I can’t tell—”

  A sudden suspicion bloomed in Alex. “Are you spying on us? Are you reporting back to Luke and Janaya?” A quick glance at Lily confirmed that she was just as taken aback as him. And her eyes were narrowed as though she agreed with the possibility.

  “Me?” Killer yapped, a peculiar sound that could have been a laugh or something more sinister. “Me dog. Me no spy!” Killer puffed out with indignation. “Here.” She sidled up to Alex with a challenge in her brown eyes. “Frisk for spy tools. Won’t find any.”

  Alex’s brows rose.

  “Search,” Killer insisted.

  “I don’t think that will be necessary,” Lily said in a strangled voice.

  Alex felt his lips twitch as he manfully held back laughter. He sensed if they laughed, Killer would revolt and their problems would multiply.

  “I not spy.” Killer met his gaze then glanced out the window. “Ohhh!” she yapped sounding breathless. “Oh! Look at him!”

  Alex caught sight of a fluffy black and white dog gamboling behind his owners.

  “The Border collie?” Lily said.

  “Yeah,” Killer said with a loud doggy sigh. “I’d sure like to sniff his bottom!”

  Lily made a choking sound. When Alex glanced at her, he saw her face was red and scrunched up, and her beautiful breasts jiggled up and down in silent laughter.

  Alex chuckled and opened the door. “’Way you go,” he said. “I’d hate to stand in the path of true love.”

  “Oh, boy!” Killer leapt out and trotted in the direction of the Border collie. “What chat up line?” she muttered. “Yeah. Might work.”

  “I’m frightened to watch,” Lily said dryly.

  “We’re not going to watch,” Alex said. “I have other plans for us.”

  Chapter Eleven

  “Sounds good.” Lily peeped up at him from between lowered lashes. She hoped they were on the same page. Her page was book marked on sex.

  “Excuse me, is that adorable little dog yours?”

  The young blonde was slender, yet had plentiful curves, and Lily hated her on sight.

  “You can’t be talking about our dog,” Alex said.

  “Definitely not cute and adorable,” Lily agreed, surprised but pleased by the way Alex coupled them together.

  “Are you staying here?” The blonde fluttered ridiculously long lashes at Alex and ignored Lily’s presence.

  Lily felt like asking her if she had something in her eye but pushed the catty remark aside. “I’ll check us in.”

  “Two rooms,” Alex said.

  Lily felt as though he’d struck her. And the young woman’s ears perked up at the revelation. She stepped right into Alex’s personal space and tipped back her head to gaze at him with sultry, I’m-yours-if-you-want-me eyes. For an instant, Lily’s lungs froze up then she dipped her head in a curt nod and wheeled away, heading for reception. Alex hadn’t meant what he’d said earlier about having plans for the two of them. A sharp pain speared through her chest as she pushed through the door leading into the reception area. She’d had a great time with Alex so far. Maybe she should leave it at that.

  “Hello, can I help you?”

  Lily organized two rooms then sucked in a deep breath and walked outside to join Alex. The young woman had several friends, and they clustered around Alex like ravenous children fighting for afternoon snacks. Except, none of them had childlike expressions or the innocence to go with the age.

  “Lily, there you are.” Alex slipped an arm around her waist and tugged her close to his side. “We’ve been invited to dinner and a dance.”

  “How nice,” Lily said faintly.

  “It’s quite an occasion,” one of the young women said.

  Even better. She had nothing suitable to wear.

  “Thank you for the invitation. We will see you later tonight.” Alex’s mouth curved in a devastating smile, and a wave of jealousy flashed through Lily. She wished the smile were for her.

  “Bye!” they cooed.

  Alex propelled Lily to the rear of the car. “I’ll get the bags, darling.”

  “Dah…darling?”

  “Are they gone?” Alex whispered.

  Lily peered around the vehicle and saw the girls had wandered off. “They’ve gone.”

  “Thank God. They wouldn’t leave me alone. I thought they were going to rip off my clothes.” He shook his head in a bewildered manner. “I don’t understand why.”

  Lily suppressed a snort. The man was gorgeous. A hunk. A babe. Or whatever the current vernacular was. “I can’t go tonight.”

  “Why not?”

  “I don’t have anything suitable to wear. You heard them. It’s going to be dressy. All my clothes are casual.”

  “Buy something.”

  “I don’t have the money to buy a new dress,” Lily said with dignity. “I don’t mind not going. You go by yourself.”

  Alex frowned but didn’t argue. “I want to have a chat with the owners about accommodation. What are the room numbers?”

  “Rooms six and nine.” Lily tried to hold back her wince at being pushed aside.

  “I’ll let Killer know,” Alex said. “We’ll take room nine and give Killer the other. At least they’re not next to each other. I wouldn’t put it past her to spy through the keyhole.”

  A chorus of joyous barks rang through the car park. Lily turned in time to see a streak of white whip past followed by a black blur. But all she could think of was Alex and his casual room allocation. They were sharing a room. The other room was for Killer!

  * * * * *

  “What a great afternoon,” Lily said. “Aren’t you glad we decided to stay here?”

  Alex couldn’t help smiling. After visiting four different vineyards and tasting several vintages, he had a pleasant buzz. Lily was smiling and a little giggly. He liked this uninhibited side of her. Possibly, she’d acted like this before her ex-male had done a number on her self-assurance. “I think Martinborough will make a great stop for my tours. I talked to Janet who owns the place. They own the land around here. It’s perfect to land the tour clients. I was thinking we could use Earth transport and bus the clients into Wellington from here.”

  Lily twirled a lock of hair around one finger. “Once you unload the passengers here, you could send the ship over to Nelson and use the ferry to cross the Cook Strait. Maybe arrange for a bus to meet your group on the other side.”

  “Good idea. Let me grab my notebook.” Alex grabbed up a pen and his book to note the details Janet had given him plus Lily’s suggestions. He checked his Earth timepiece. “Dinner is in an hour.”

  Lily dropped on to the large double bed and lay back against the pillows. “I guess I’ll have an early night.”

  Not if he had anything to do with it. With her rosy cheeks, lazy grin and innocent blue eyes, she was more temptation than he could bear. His cock twitched as the bonding ties writhed insi
de him. He wondered if Lily knew about bonding then tossed the thought aside. Bit late now. His gaze lit on the blue mark. The bloody thing was on the move and had reached his wrist. Everything that could go wrong was happening to him on this trip. Despite taking the pills the medical man had prescribed, his immunity hovered around nil. But still he kept taking them. He hated to think how he’d feel if he stopped taking them totally. Alex prowled toward the bed, intent on taking a kiss. Maybe more.

  Someone knocked on the door. Ah. Janet had come through for him. He hurried to answer, eager to see what she’d arranged.

  “Janet said you’re waiting for this.” The young girl stared so hard Alex wondered if he’d grown a second nose.

  “Thanks,” Alex said, accepting the large package. He tried to act pleasant even though he felt like demanding the girl to spit out her problem with him. Good thing the spell was working. Perhaps he’d grown a couple of warts since he’d topped up the spell last time. “Please thank Janet, and tell her I’ll fix her up tomorrow morning.” Alex stepped back inside the room, shut the door in the moronic girl’s face and dropped on to the bed beside Lily. “This is for you.”

  “A present?”

  “Yeah. Ready for a shower?” Alex asked. “I thought we’d take one together.”

  “To…together?”

  “Yeah,” Alex said. “I need help scrubbing my back. And my other bits,” he added. Shock zapped across Lily’s face. She hadn’t expected his suggestion. Her wide blue eyes and rounded mouth clued him in. A grin stretched his lips because it felt damned good keeping her guessing. Anticipation rippled through Alex as he wondered about Lily’s reaction to her gift. He hadn’t purchased the dress as a test, although her reaction would be interesting. Alex thrust aside his memories of the greedy palace consorts and grabbed Lily’s hand. “Ready?”

  Lily stood, and Alex saw her bottom lip, caught between her teeth—a dead giveaway of her uncertainty. Obviously, a physical demonstration was in order to persuade her he was serious.

  Alex dropped her hand and whipped his gray shirt off. His jeans dropped to the floor with a thud, and he stepped free completely naked. Lily’s breath emerged with an audible hiss, and the blue of her eyes darkened. He glanced down at his tom. That had darkened, too.

  “Lagging behind,” Alex mocked lightly in challenge. “I’ll start the shower.”

  He sauntered into the bathroom. Her gaze drilled between his shoulder blades then he heard the soft rustle of fabric and grinned, whistled softly and flicked the shower on. His cock jumped while his balls tightened in acute anticipation. He couldn’t wait to slide inside her warm, tight pussy again.

  Alex grabbed two small bottles of shower gel off the counter and stepped under the warm water. It cascaded down his face and back while he waited for Lily to gather her courage.

  Finally, after what seemed long, tension-filled minutes, the door to the glass cubicle opened and closed. Feminine arms slid around his waist, breasts nudged his back. Alex turned in the circle of her arms and smiled, barely managing to keep his greeting casual, when savage and devilish nipped at his heels.

  “About time you arrived.”

  “Oh, yeah?” An impish grin darkened her eyes. “Now I’m here, what are you going to do with me?”

  Ah, the brave Lily had arrived. Alex grinned inwardly, smoothing locks of wet hair away from her face. So beautiful, he thought, all humor falling away. He’d regret leaving Lily but there was no other way. As long as he didn’t falter and mark her… Alex traced her full, pink lips with his forefinger—his heart thudding harder, faster than it had mere seconds before. His hands dropped to cup her breasts, feathering fingers across her pink-colored nipples until they tightened, distending in a silent plea for suckling. Lily shifted restlessly, her eyes echoing her body’s entreaty. All in good time, my love. Alex nuzzled her neck, scraping the pulse point beneath her ear. Her fingers curled, nails digging into his waist, while a tiny shiver worked through her tense body.

  “This isn’t back scrubbing,” Lily murmured in a breathless tone. Her eyes were closed and her head thrown back.

  A muscle ticked in his jaw, her words and presence eroding his control more than he liked. “No, this is more fun.” He tweaked her nipple, pinching before ducking his head to soothe the ache with his mouth. Essence of spice mint surrounded him, pulling at his control, spurring him onward to culmination. And Lily didn’t help with her responsiveness.

  She groaned at the back of her throat and leaned back offering her breasts, giving him better access. Full trust. The concept humbled him.

  In the privacy of the steamy shower, the world narrowed to Lily. Warm water streamed over their bodies, over silky limbs and luscious curves. His senses wallowed in tactile pleasures and scents. In Lily.

  Lily’s busy hands darted over his body, exploring, charting bundles of nerves and pleasure points, but never coming to rest where he needed her touch most. His bright blue cock ached for handling, ached to possess. To dominate and be dominated.

  Alex kissed her, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth in a facsimile of the act his tom wanted so desperately. Nimble fingers skimmed down his length. His breath hissed out, his hands tightened compulsively on her breasts.

  Her fingers stilled, an inch short of the swollen, royal blue crown of his cock. “Did that hurt?”

  An anxious note played in her words, and he sought to ease her fears. That bloody ex-male hovered over her like an invisible specter. “Hell, no!” Her hand had fisted around his shaft, and Alex instinctively pulled away then thrust into her fist. “That feels great,” he murmured, his eyes drifting shut to savor the sparks of passion, the spill of hot pleasure that threaded through his veins. He was so close, another thrust or two and he’d lose his swimmers. “Please continue.”

  Reassured by his words, Lily’s hands busied loosening her grip on his cock and drifted to tease his tight, achy testicles. Alex gritted his teeth. A heartfelt groan escaped. She froze but Alex was prepared and guided her hand back to his cock.

  “Don’t stop, moon heart.”

  Lily stroked his length then circled the swollen head. “Can I taste you? I’d really like that.” She peered at him through the droplets of water that coated her lashes, once again uncertain and diffident.

  His throat closed up with a knot of emotion. Alex had to clear his throat before speaking. She was like two women in one body—sometimes bold and sometimes diffident and insecure like today. “I’d like that, Lily. Very much.”

  Her shy grin twisted his insides. His instinct was to hold and comfort and build her confidence yet contrarily, he ached to take control. Alex had never felt so torn. Or confused.

  Lily knelt in front of him with the warm water still cascading over both of them. She took his cock in her hands and held him firmly. When she glanced up at him, Alex thought his heart would pound right out of his mouth. The hot but shy expression in her blue eyes worked like the most expensive aphrodisiac currency could buy. Muscles in his stomach quivered as he watched her tongue poke from between parted lips. Impossibly, his cock swelled further, lifting toward his belly and closer to Lily’s lips. He was tempted to guide her mouth to him and ease his tom into the moist warm cavern. Greedy hunger made him tense. But instinct counseled him to patience, and he held himself in check. Let Lily take her time. The satisfaction would be greater for both of them.

  Slowly, so slowly Alex had to bite back a groan of protest, Lily closed the distance between her tongue and his cock. Watching was the most incredibly erotic thing he’d ever experienced. The swathe of her tongue across the royal blue head of his cock hazed his mind with pleasure.

  “Lily.” Her name was a greedy entreaty to continue. Every emotion he daren’t put in words swelled inside his chest.

  Her pink lips opened and wrapped around the head of his blue cock. The contrast in colors made his pulse hammer. Moist heat surrounded him. Satisfaction mixed with pure lust. Blood rushed to his groin. Lily soothed the head of his shaft
with shy forays of her tongue then started to suck, her cheeks hollowing. Alex jerked, his hips thrusting without volition. Deep shudders swept him. Awestruck, he dragged in a deep breath, while a storm built and struggled to release. He was going to climax. Basuko. He’d wanted to last a bit longer. Alex tangled his hands in her hair and held on tight.

  “Lily, I can’t wait much longer. I…”

  Lily’s mouth worked on him again. The pressure grew in his cock, his testicles. His legs trembled. “Lily.”

  Her tongue flickered over the very tip of his cock. His hips jerked until his cock went deep, touching the back of her throat. Holy Hannah! He thrust again, trying to keep his strokes slow. Shallow. But Lily gripped him firmly. Her cheeks hollowed once again, her hands massaged his balls then crept around to caress his ass. Her finger ran down the cleft between his butt cheeks.

  Alex’s control ebbed. Felt good. So good. He quickened his thrusts. Harder. Deeper. Faster. Lily deep-throated him. Pressure built to unbearable levels. He couldn’t hold back any longer. One final thrust and his seed spewed from his cock in long, never-ending spurts. Alex tried to pull free, but she clutched him tightly, swallowing his seed until he ceased fighting and simply enjoyed.

  When his cock stilled, Lily raked her tongue across his sensitive tip then slid her mouth free and stood on tiptoe to kiss him. Slow, drugging kisses. Alex tasted his essence as she slid her tongue across his teeth and probed the sensitive skin of his inner mouth. His cock jerked, twitching with renewed vigor, clamoring for the clamp of her womb squeezing tight, milking his swimmers.

  The water was visibly cooler and Alex flicked the tap off.

  “I haven’t washed,” Lily protested.

  Alex laughed. “The water’s gone cold. I’m sure we can occupy ourselves until it heats again.” He hoped that was the truth because she’d only taken the edge off. He wanted to ream her until she cried her pleasure out loud.

  Alex bent to suckle one breast, raising the heavy globe up to his mouth for better access.

  “Alex!” she whispered.