by Elin Wyn
I leaned my head back and brought a hand up to caress his cheek. "Anything. Everything. I went to sleep thinking about it, dreamed about it, and woke up with nothing else on my mind. I need you inside me."
He shifted his hips a bit, sliding down the bed to move the ever-growing hardness against the back of my thighs rather than the small of my back, teasing me a bit. "Is that right? You certainly seemed to enjoy having that lovely throat filled."
I shuddered hard as a thrill ran through me. He was right. Nothing had ever felt like that. When he took control and began pumping my head down so firmly, pleasure and unrestrained desire painted on his features, it drove me absolutely wild.
The knowledge that I was giving him something so good that he couldn't control himself drove me on, and the pleasure I was feeling just from having my throat fucked was multiplied a hundred-fold by it.
"I did. I want more. But..." I shifted back and brought one leg up and bent it at the knee, letting the tip of his thick length press just slightly to my slick opening. "...here."
In a flash, he’d rolled me to my belly, pressing those gleaming teeth to my shoulder, holding me in place like he'd finally pinned me after a long hunt, unwilling to let me get away.
I knew how viciously sharp those teeth could be. I could feel his jaw trembling ever so slightly as he brought his tongue out to give a few faint licks at the flesh he'd trapped between them. I trusted him totally, and while I knew he'd never bite, the fact that he could had my whole body buzzing and thrumming with equal parts instinctive fear and totally out-of-control lust.
I wanted to say something, anything, to let him know how incredible he was, but I figured it'd be better to show him. I was going to tease that beast out of its cage, and I knew that before it was all said and done, I'd end up trapped beneath it being fucked so hard I couldn't think.
Another sharp, crackling cascade of excitement rolled up and over my shoulders, spreading down through my core and down to my clit directly, pulling a quick half-yelped moan from me. The feeling seemed to urge my body to act on its own, and rolled my ass up, grinding into him. The secondary length probed against my tight hole, and I squirmed against it, startled.
Strong fingers pulled my hips up until I rested on my knees, my hands fisting the sheets. “Kovor…” was all I managed to groan out before the tip of his thick cock worked inside me.
The twin sensations quickly overcame me, and I tightened down around him, rocking my hips in a slow cycle, stroking and slicking him, but teasing him too.
Kovor brought a hand down to my hip and dug his fingers in tight, holding me fast as though the pressure of his jaw and the lingering danger of his bite wasn't enough. I wanted to stay silent, but I couldn't help the small sound of excitement that escaped as he positioned himself, though it rose into a half-screamed moan until inch by inch he began pushing that massive length into me.
As huge as he'd felt in my throat, and as much as I'd struggled to take him there, having him inside me properly was so much more intense. I could feel every ridge of that beautiful length slipping into me, every quickening throb of his pulse through it, the impending ascent to my furthest depths.
The feeling of being so completely stretched was mind-shattering, and before half of that gorgeous cock was inside me, I couldn't do much but lean back against his chest and spread my legs wider for him.
Kovor picked up the pace with long, firm strokes then, every one pushing him deeper inside me. The cry of overwhelmed bliss was kept trapped in my chest, though my mouth still hung open in a silent scream of pleasure as he pounded harder and harder.
When he bottomed out, I couldn't hold it back anymore, but I was surprised when it came out as a long, breathy sort of moan, a strange kind of satisfaction washing over me along with the pleasure.
A shade of something unfamiliar, something new, settled atop the indescribable satisfaction of having him nearly buried inside me. The deeper he pressed, the more my body accepted him, and the more quickly I acclimated. I had a sudden visual of my body conforming to fit him, his expanding to fill me in perfect, complete balance.
The sudden shock of the final push pulled me from my reverie, Kovor burying the flared length of his huge cock inside me. I could feel his jaw tremble hard before it opened, instincts apparently pleased enough with having me impaled upon him so thoroughly.
He didn't speak at all, then. Instead, he released my hip and slid his hand down and in, holding me in place in the crook of his arm as his finger settled on my clit. His hips were still, the strokes at my clit coming slow at first before picking up in both speed and intensity.
I was still practically frozen; my body having locked up and clamped down. As my mind began to clear, it became obvious that the sudden sharp tension was just as much to keep that incredible length inside me as it was a response to the sudden stretching. As he pulled his hips back, I found myself clinging on, even moving my hips back with his in an attempt to keep him exactly where he was.
Kovor angled his hips down and back, drawing a sharp gasp from me as he slid nearly out, a scream quickly following it when he plunged back inside suddenly. The wailing moan trailed off into the rumbling, visceral one I'd heard pass my lips for the first time only moments ago—one I was getting familiar with, and quick.
His presence did things to me already but being fucked like that was something else completely. All I could do was grip the sheets harder as he pounded up into me wildly. Each thrust would have brought me off the bed completely if he wasn't holding me, I was sure.
I could feel the descending fog, scattering all rational or conscious thought under the thick heaviness of ecstasy. I moaned his name, unable to think of anything but him and how incredible he was making me feel.
A climax was building quickly deep inside me, and even so far off, I could feel the enormity of it like a looming sandstorm over the Martian horizon. It was coming, and there was nothing I could to do to delay it, let alone stop it.
No matter how much I pleaded with my body to let me experience the bliss a little longer, the tsunami of sun-killing brutality barreled ever-forward, its scope becoming more and more apparent the closer it came.
My core pulsed hard around him, seemingly desperate to bring him with me. A roaring moan sounded from behind me just before I felt the sudden rush of hot seed gushing deep, the sensation driving me over the moment it registered.
I was consumed by the dark tempest, everything fading into nothingness behind me, but I could feel him there. As the world raged black and violent outside, we sheltered together in our void for two, consumed in one another too completely to be taken by anything so weak as a world-scouring storm.
Outside, our bodies writhed and bucked in an animalistic display of unbridled lust, climax after climax tearing through the both of us until I felt like I was going to lose my mind to the pure immensity of it.
When I felt Kovor fall slack behind me, I followed him down, crashing back to reality with a snap that would have been jarring if not for the total sensory exhaustion I’d been pushed to. The world around me hardly seemed real—but he was. Each heaving breath from him pulled me back into myself a little more, each swell of his chest against my back grounding me in the heavenly here-and-now we’d made together.
“What kind of beast have I awoken?” Kovor turned my face to his and devoured me with a kiss.
“A hungry one.”
For a moment, I thought Kovor was going to give in again. He kissed me deeply. His hand left my breast, trailed down my belly, and dipped between my legs. I gasped against his mouth, moments away from begging, when he pulled away. A wicked grin spread across his face as he climbed out of bed before I could pull him back to me.
“Stay hungry for me, darling.” He winked.
“Tease!” I snapped.
“Indeed,” he laughed. “That’s payback for all you did when we were locked in Skud’s basement.”
“You’re the one who said you didn’t want our first time t
o be in a grime-covered hellhole!” I reminded him.
“Oh, that’s right.” Kovor shrugged it off. “Either way, I like knowing you’ll be here craving me while I run the ship.”
“Bastard,” I laughed. Kovor pulled on his clothes and leaned in to kiss me one more time before he departed.
Alone in bed, I pondered the ways I should spend my time until Kovor returned. Dejar had kindly arranged for my duties to be covered for the next few days. I could relax if I wanted to.
Too bad I had no idea how to do that.
I leaped out of bed, already feeling restless. I decided to take another long, luxurious shower in Kovor’s private bathing room. I opted for a cold shower to stop the blood thrumming through my veins. I spent what felt like ages in the bathing room, but when I stepped back into the bedroom, the clock told me I’d only been in for ten minutes. I guess I wasn’t used to dawdling.
I pulled on some clean clothes and left the room. Maybe someone somewhere needed help with their daily duties.
I saw no one in the halls as I walked. After a few minutes of wondering where everyone else was, I decided to check the dining hall. To my surprise, all of the Persephone women were gathered at several tables pushed together to make long one to accommodate all of them.
That’s right, Kalyn wanted us to have regular meals together. I’d completely forgotten. The idea still felt strange to me. We were starting to feel like a proper family after everything we’d been through. Apparently today was a group lunch.
I pushed through the doors to the dining hall, capturing the attention of everyone at the table.
“Aryn!” Maris called enthusiastically. “I saved a seat for you.” She patted an empty chair wedged between her and Shenna.
“We weren’t sure if you were awake,” Kalyn explained. “We didn’t want to disturb you in case you needed rest.”
“We also didn’t know what we’d find if we opened the door to Kovor’s cabin,” Maris winked.
I blushed, for a moment caught in the memory of what we had been doing.
“I’m glad I caught you all here,” I said, not knowing what else to say.
“We’re glad you showed up!” Lynna beamed. “We all want to know what happened on the station.”
“Kovor and I had to scrub the entire building with a single bristle-brush,” I laughed. Shocked faces peered back at me.
“That’s inhumane!” Manda gasped.
“I’d never been so sore in my life,” I replied.
“Except for last night,” Maris joked under her breath so only I could hear her. I clamped my lips together and tried as hard as I could to keep my face neutral.
“What were the Enclave members like?” Kalyn asked.
“Honestly? Most of them were stupid.” I lifted my chin. “It’s clear the bounty hunter they sent was the most competent of the bunch.”
I regaled them with tales of my misadventures with Kovor until some of the women started to lose interest. Xyla and her group were the first to leave, pushing away from the table without so much as a goodbye. I frowned after them. If I could swallow my pride and need for independence to share a bond with the other women, so could Xyla. I didn’t understand why she was always so displeased with everything.
Maybe all she needed was a good romp with one of the Shein crewmembers. I smirked at the thought.
I felt a light tap on my leg. Maris tapped once more, giving me a silent signal that she wanted to talk alone.
“Sorry to cut the party short, ladies,” I said apologetically. “I’m feeling tired again all of a sudden. I think I’m going to go lie down.”
“Of course,” Kalyn smiled and reached across the table to pat the top of my hand.
“Thanks,” I smiled back. I rose from the table, pressing my palm into my forehead to really sell it. I left the dining hall but lingered in the hallway. Within a few moments, Maris stepped out of the room.
“I think that was probably unnecessary,” I said with a laugh.
“Definitely,” Maris agreed. “But where’s the fun in doing it the normal way?”
“Good point.” We linked arms and made our way through the Rogue Star. I considered bringing her back to Kovor’s room, but I knew for certain that he was going to be a topic of conversation. I didn’t want him walking in while Maris and I were gossiping about him. We went back to our shared room instead.
I plopped down on my sleeping mat and winced.
“One night in the rich boy’s bed and you’re too good for the sleeping mat?” Maris teased.
“I’m a woman of luxury now.” I lolled on the bed. “But in all seriousness, there’s so much more to Kovor than you or I ever imagined. He’s been nothing but a wonderful surprise.”
“He must be something special if he’s made you go all sappy,” Maris agreed.
“Did you know he willingly gave up all his privileges he enjoyed from being wealthy?” I said. “He traded it for his independence.”
“Admirable,” Maris nodded. “But that’s not important.”
“It’s not?” I furrowed my brow.
“No. What’s important is how good he is in the sheets,” Maris giggled. I felt my cheeks go red once more.
“Your fixation on that is alarming,” I replied.
“Don’t pull that modest, blushing act with me!” Maris scolded. “You teased me relentlessly when I started sleeping with Orrin.”
“Of course I did!” I exclaimed. “That’s what best friends are supposed to do.”
“Exactly. Now I’m going to repay you in kind, and then some,” Maris swore.
“I’m terrified for what that entails.” I rolled my eyes.
“For starters, does he have a nice cock?” She winked. “Or two?”
I almost choked on my own tongue. “For fuck’s sake, Maris!” I squealed before dissolving into giggles.
“For the record, I don’t actually want to know. I just wanted to see the look on your face when I asked,” she clarified through her own laughter.
“It’s fantastic,” I informed her. She clamped her hands over her ears.
“I don’t want to know!” she shrieked.
“You brought this on yourself,” I chided.
“I regret it,” Maris assured me. “Do you want to know about Orrin’s?”
“No!” I shrieked.
We laughed until our bellies ached and tears streamed down our faces. As I regained control of my breathing, I realized I’d never laughed this way with Harper before she betrayed me. The more time I spent with Maris and the other women, the more I realized that my friendship with Harper was one of convenience. It had had no real substance.
“I’m glad to be back,” I told her.
“I’m glad to have you back. It’s so boring without you here.” Maris leaned back against the wall, weak from laughing.
“We should have our own adventure once we reach Katzul,” I suggested.
“Will we even be allowed to leave the ship?” Maris wondered.
“Probably not. But I’m sleeping with the owner, so maybe I can work something out,” I grinned.
“Day one and you’re already abusing your position,” Maris tutted. “Atta girl.”
“What else would you expect from me?” I joked, but then shifted to a serious tone. “I don’t care that he owns the ship. Truly, I love him for who he is.”
“I can tell,” Maris grinned. “You look happy.”
“I feel happy.”
Kovor
We were back home, back on the Rogue Star, and I felt good about myself again. I felt good about a lot of things again.
The issue with Enclave and the Dominion was far from settled, and my bank account was much lower than I liked it to be, but I was back around people that I knew and trusted with my life.
That was more than enough for me.
As my screen woke up on the small desk in my quarters, a reminder popped up from my calendar. It was my father’s commencement day, or birthday, as Aryn called it.
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I wonder what my father would think of her. They shared similar attitudes about some things. He believed in hard work, in standing up for what you believed in, for never giving up. He’d always been drawn to people of strong character. The more I thought about it, the more I knew that my father would like and appreciate Aryn.
My mother...that would be a different story. If I ever brought Aryn home, my poor mother would die of a heart attack at the idea that her ‘little boy’ had become involved with someone so far out of our social class.
Aryn’s abrupt and brash attitude would be such a shock to my mother, I couldn’t help but grin to myself just thinking about it.
As a matter of fact, my parents were opposites, just like Aryn and I. And yet, they had made it work, eventually coming to truly love one another despite their arranged marriage.
Maybe Aryn and I had something that could match that, possibly even surpass it.
Well, scro.
Maybe we should drop by.
I hadn’t thought about returning home since I left.
But Aryn deserved everything, even meeting my family, seeing my old home. At least once.
It wasn’t home anymore, it was just a place I used to live. It was a place that was part of my past, a past that I had spent a long time trying to get away from. But if she wanted it, she was welcome to see everything I’d left behind.
Of course, I wasn’t stupid enough to leave the money behind. While our business had gone well, or at least well enough to not have to usually dip into my accounts, it was reassuring to know that the money was still there in case we needed it.
It hurt that we’d needed it in the last few days, but at least it did what it was meant to do.
At least I knew that Aryn wasn’t interested in me just for my money, and that her feelings for me were genuine.
Maybe that was part of why I was suddenly interested in going home. Aryn wouldn’t be influenced by their money, their connections, their ways. Likely, she’d laugh herself silly.