Korjh's Bride

by Clarissa Lake

  It took Korjh a few moments to realize that Zara was not fighting him at all, as her tongue caressed his, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. That noise she made in her throat was one of ascent not protest. She even arched her back to rub her breasts against his chest.

  Zara knew Korjh had lost control, but she knew what he needed to get it back. He released her wrists and pulled her away from the door. He didn’t bother with buttons or zippers or any other fastenings that held her clothes in place. He just started ripping them off her. She could hardly believe how easily he ripped her denim jeans. She didn’t even care they were her favorites.

  He set her on her feet to finish ripping them off. She was already barefoot. As she stood there in her bra and panties, he shredded them as well.

  Naked, Zara scrambled onto the bed. Korjh dropped his pants and stepped out of them, naked as well, and followed her onto the bed. Zara knew he was about to ravish her, and she was ready to give him what he needed. Her pussy was dripping and repeatedly clenching, aching for him to fill it. Knowing Korjh needed her badly, Zara scooted over to the middle and laid back with her head on one of the pillows.

  Korjh followed her more quickly than she thought possible and was kneeling between her parted legs. Looking down at her pussy and then at her face, and at her breasts heaving as she was breathing harder and faster.

  Zara smiled at him and held out her arms, opening her legs wider in wanton invitation. “Korjh, come here, my husband, I need you,” she urged him.

  He put his hands on each side of her head and lowered his body until his cock was pressing into her wet, slick entrance. Zara raised her pelvis to take him in deeper. It was a tight fit, but she was able to take him all the way in.

  He kissed her hard and thrust his tongue into her mouth as he started pushing his cock in and out of her steadily faster and harder after the first few thrusts. She was sure he hadn’t had sex with anyone even longer than it had been for her. This was no gentle lovemaking. He was pounding his cock into her hard, yet she crooned in delight each time he slammed into her; he was hitting both her clit and g-spot almost every time.

  Zara came twice but knew Korjh couldn’t stop to nurse her through it. He needed a release, and she wanted him to have it. When he reached his with a loud groan of relief and shot his hot, nanite laced semen into her, she came a third time wrapping her legs around his waist as she contracted around him each time he throbbed inside her.

  “Ah, Zara,” he murmured close to her ear as he collapsed on top of her, “I’m sorry, baby. That’s not how I meant for our first time to be.” He was breathing hard and fast.

  “Don’t be sorry, Korjh,” she said hugging him tightly and kissing his neck between breaths “That was the best fucking I ever had. I wanted it as much as you did. You were awesome… But, I’m starting to see why people might think you’re a bit scary,” she said smiling to herself.

  “But you aren’t scared,” he said, sounding pleased.

  “No, one look at you, and I knew exactly what you needed and that I was going to get exactly what I wanted---you.” Zara giggled in satisfaction. “I don’t want to sleep alone anymore, Korjh. I want to be with you.”

  “You might not be getting much sleep.” He raised up on his forearms and smiled down at her, dropping a light kiss on her swollen lips. “Since they made me a cyborg, I haven’t needed more than a couple hours a night.”

  “Then I will have to take naps. Or sleep in,” she told him, caressing his face lovingly. “We’ll figure it out. Maybe your nanites will make it, so I don’t need as much sleep once they settle in.”

  Zara shuddered as her inner walls contracted around his cock still inside her. It was an aftershock from her orgasm. “That must be what I felt when you shot your semen into me---kind of reminded me of the way soda fizzes when you first pour it into a glass. It tickles.”

  “I ruined your clothes,” he lamented looking down at her face.

  “Yes, you did.” She laughed. “It was worth it. I have more.”

  “Did I hurt you?” He looked worried.

  She shook her head. “I knew you wouldn’t.”

  “I’m glad you did,” he said doubtfully. “I felt like I was losing control. These last few days have been pure torture.”

  “You should have told me, Korjh. I wanted you, too,” she murmured and kissed his chin. “I don’t think we’re done, yet. You’re still hard.” She emphasized her observation by contracting around him.

  He groaned as she did it. “Ah, Zara, you’re really asking for more, aren’t you?” Then he couldn’t help smiling as she looked up at him innocently.

  She pulled his head down to press her lips to his, running the tip of her tongue over them. They both opened, and their tongues swirled around each other. Korjh took the opportunity to do a slow and thorough exploration of her inner mouth, more tenderly than before, caressing her face as he did.

  His beautiful wife felt even better than he ever dreamed beneath him with his cock balls deep inside her. With any luck, he could fuck her a couple more times before the night was over.

  Korjh woke in the wee hours as Zara slept beside him in the extra large bed. He’d already had the couple hours he needed to get by, but he knew she needed the full night. They had made love for hours. His cock stirred just thinking about it. Before they were done, he had kissed almost every inch of her body and made her scream in pleasure as she came, just as he promised.

  After the first time, he knew he would never get enough of her. If he woke her, she would probably make love to him again, but he could tell she was getting tired the last time. Then she fell asleep in his arms.

  He leaned over and kissed her bare shoulder lightly. She stirred and murmured, “Korjh, I love you,” in her sleep.

  He smiled to himself and rolled onto his back, so they were still touching skin to skin. He would give her time to rest and renew. Closing his eyes, he sighed contentedly and replayed the past few hours in his mind. He could wait now that she was there beside him.

  Korjh remembered every kiss and touch, the look of pure joy on her face when he slid his cock into her the first time and every time. She was so beautiful with her hair splayed out on their bed and her lips swollen from his kisses, lying beneath him as he put his cock inside her.

  He savored the sweet sounds of satisfaction she made as he pleasured her in the best ways he knew.

  CHAPTER TWELVE

  When he saw sunlight starting peek through the skylight, Korjh got up and left Zara sleeping in their bed. He went into the bathroom to take care of his needs then pulled on the same cargo pants from the day before without underwear. He didn’t like wearing them. He planned on taking those trousers off after Zara woke and they shared breakfast in bed.

  While he was waiting, he went into his com room and made a vid mail to send his ‘neighbors’ and Zara’s friend Naomi inviting them to his home to introduce them to his mate and celebrate their marriage. He also sent a com to Naomi and her mate because he wanted to surprise Zara by meeting them at the café she liked so much for third meal one evening.

  Although they were both or Narovian origin, Korjh had never formally met Naomi’s mate. Narovian’s were a little more open minded about cyborgs. He hoped Naomi’s mate wouldn’t try to discourage her from continuing her friendship with Zara because of him. He didn’t want her hurt.

  Just the thought of someone hurting her made him realize he would be hard-pressed not to kill them. Not for hurting her feelings, but hurting her physically. He would soon find out where the Narovian feline stood. Korjh had asked them to pick the day since his time was flexible. If they didn’t respond quickly, he knew they could still be in their bonding period.

  As for his neighbors, he couldn’t speculate whether they would come. He set it up for the following month to give Zara time to settle in with him. Korjh expected to hear back from them in a day or two. Momentarily, the house AI signaled him there was movement in their bedroom.

  Ko
rjh signaled the food processor to make first meal or breakfast for them. It would be ready by the time she finished in the bathroom. The bot cart would bring it in. Meanwhile, he headed down the hall to the master bedroom. He also signaled the housekeeping bot to move Zara’s things into their room. He stopped in her room, picked up her robe from the closet, and walked into the bedroom in time to catch her walking from the bathroom naked.

  He grinned taking in her beautiful body. His eyes fixed briefly on her breasts, and her nipples seemed to become erect in front of his eyes. He held up her robe for her to slip her arms into it, then he turned her around and pulled the sides together over those luscious breasts. She tied it in a bow and smiled up at him.

  Even though his trousers felt suddenly too tight, he took her into his arms to steal a long passionate kiss before breakfast. After last night, he didn’t expect his desire for her to be so raw. He still wanted her badly, but he could wait until after breakfast.

  When he finally lifted his lips from hers, he smiled down at said, “Good morning.”

  “Good morning,” she said, gazing up at him affectionately. She reached up and stroked his cheek tenderly.

  He felt a bit stunned that the tenderness in her eyes was for him. Not since his mother had anyone looked at him with such regard. She pressed her face against his chest and hugged him. They were still holding each other when the bot cart brought their food to the bedroom.

  “I thought we would have first meal in bed,” he said. “And then we can take a shower.”

  “Together?” she looked up at him hopefully, and he couldn’t help grinning at her. “That’s exactly what I had in mind.”

  Zara laughed, and he knew that she knew he had more than bathing on his mind from his erection pressing against her belly. But she didn’t say anything.

  “Hop into bed, and I will get the trays.” He released her, and she got back into bed, putting her pillow against the headboard for her back. She did the same with Korjh’s then he handed her a tray and carefully sat on the bed with his.”

  It was a simple breakfast of scrambled tikas eggs, toast, fruit and coffee.

  They ate in companionable silence. Zara was so hungry that she ate every bit of her food. Korjh did the same. When they finished their coffee, he took her tray and put the plate and cup on his then folded them together. He got up and put them back on the bot cart which automatically carried them back to the kitchen for cleaning.

  When he turned back toward her, Zara saw trousers bulging and smiled. He held out his hand to her, and she crawled across the bed to take it. She went into his arms to share a long, sweet, coffee-flavored kiss. Korjh picked her up like she weighed nothing and held her buttocks, pressing her core against his erection. She wrapped her legs around his hips and her arms around his neck, caressing the back of his head and neck as they kissed.

  Korjh carried her that way into the bathroom, then set her down. Zara untied her robe and hung it on the hook by the door while Korjh removed his trousers and put them into the cleaning bin. He picked Zara up and carried her into the extra-large shower stall with multiple shower heads kissing her again. When the kiss ended sometime later, he let her down, so his cock dragged through her wet slit and up over her clit. Her erect nipples rubbed down his chest as well, eliciting a soft moan from her.

  Zara then kissed the middle of his chest and laid a trail of kisses and licks on the way to lave his male nipple with her tongue. Korjh groaned and caressed her letting her arouse him as she wished. After giving his other nipple the same treatment, she worked her way downward toward his hard cock. He gave a command in his language and trembled just a little as Zara slowly closed in on his manhood.

  Warm mist swirled around them as Zara reached his shaft. She caressed its silky length with her hands before she started kissing and tasting at the hilt. Then she massaged his sensitive balls gently with one hand while working her way to the head with her mouth. His muscles tensed and a breathed out in soft moans and low growls.

  “Aw Zara!” he drawled as she laved the tip then took the head into her mouth as far as she could. He stroked her hair as she worked his shaft with her hands and sucked on the head.

  Korjh didn’t thrust into her mouth, letting her control how deeply she took him because he was so big. Even so, she gagged a few times when she took him deeper, but she kept taking him deeper.

  “Wait,” he gritted and pulled his cock from her mouth. “Baby, I want to cum in your pussy.”

  He picked her up and pressed her against the tile wall, and she lifted her legs, resting them on his hips as he slipped his cock into her, looking straight into her stunning blue eyes. They had darkened with passion as she sensed his intent, and she let out an ecstatic moan as he filled her. She wrapped her arms around him, parting her soft full lips for his kiss.

  He thrust in and out a couple times as he kissed her deeply, letting their tongues swirl and caress. They moaned together at the pure joy of their union almost as though they were coming together after a long separation instead of only hours.

  Korjh started thrusting again while their kiss went on. Gradually he drove himself into her harder and faster. Zara cried out in delight every time he slammed into her digging her short nails into his shoulders as she approached release. She screamed his name when the first contraction of her orgasm hit her, and she shuddered against him. A few more thrusts and he came as well with her name on his lips.

  This was ecstasy. She was home. Even though he had lived here for nearly five years, it never felt like home until she came and they came together. Korjh held her there for a long time while they kissed and stroked each other tenderly riding wave after wave of bliss.

  “Zara,” he murmured between kisses, “Zara, my sweet, beautiful wife.”

  “Korjh,” she said softly. “I am yours, and you are mine. That is what the felines say when they make love to their mates the first time.”

  He smiled at her and leaned his forehead against hers. “I am yours, and you are mine,” he said it back to her. If this was love, he loved her, but he couldn’t bring the words to his lips. Admitting it made him feel vulnerable. He wasn’t quite ready put his vulnerability into words. He felt like it would jinx the happiness he’d finally found in her arms. From the smile she gave him, he thought she already knew.

  Finally, they parted, and Korjh gave the command for the shower to start, and they washed each other. By the time Zara had rubbed his whole body with a soapy sponge, he was hard again to her delight. She made a thorough job of soaping and rinsing his cock then proceeded to suck him off until he came in her mouth and she swallowed every drop and licked him clean.

  When it was her turn, Korjh held her against him and scrupulously washed and massaged her breasts, squeezing and rolling her sensitive nipples between his fingers. Of course, when he came to her pussy, it was necessary to rub suds between her folds and rub her sensitive bud until she came. He did this all, holding her back to his front with one powerful arm across her breasts, massaging them, while using his other hand to pleasure her until she came.

  He had never been with a woman he enjoyed so much as he did Zara. As he held her panting and moaning against him, he knew she was worth the wait.

  CHAPTER THIRTEEN

  “Should we be using that much water playing in the shower out here in the desert?” Zara asked as they were drying in the warm air blowing on them.

  “It all gets recycled to my crops since I have to water them anyway,” he said. “The soap is all biodegradable and doesn’t hurt the plants at all.”

  “Oh, good. That was sure fun.” She beamed at him. “Can we take the horses out again---or do you need some more personal attention.”

  Korjh took her into his arms and cuddled her against him. “Baby, I’m always ready for your personal attention, but I don’t want you to think I just brought you here to be my sex slave.”

  “We can play it that way if you want,” she suggested and chuckled.

  “I would,”
he murmured and kissed the top of her head. “If you want to ride, I guess that means we have to dress.”

  “We can get naked again whenever you want.” She smiled up at him.

  He smirked and bent down and kissed her nose.

  They went out into the bedroom, and Korjh showed Zara where the housekeeping bot had hung her clothes and shelved the folded ones in a huge walk-in closet. There was even a padded bench for her to sit and dress inside of it. This closet was even more spacious than the one in the other bedroom.

  She took out another pair of jeans and shook her head in wonder as she remembered how Korjh had torn the others from her body. She got out fresh underwear, some socks, and a light blue t-shirt that complemented her faded jeans. She dressed quickly then ran a brush through her hair to smooth it then went out into the bedroom to meet Korjh.

  His clothes varied little. Zara had noted when he showed her his closet that he had mainly several colors of cargo pants, t-shirts, some jackets in the same colors. They were quite similar to what he wore in the Defense Force minus the insignias. The shirts were made of a stretchy material fit snuggly over his muscular torso.

  Korjh took in her appearance at the same time she was admiring him. Mate, lover, husband, Zara believed she had made the right choice. She didn’t think of him as a cyborg. He was a man first, her man. Even though his legs had been replaced with bionic ones, they were impossible to tell from the originals. They were covered with biological muscle and skin tissue grown from his own cells.

  His cybernetic eyes were barely indistinguishable from biologic ones. Only the small half-moon strip on his temple gave him up as a cyborg. His heart and mind were human. It was his twenty years as a warrior that had taught him to suppress his emotions not his enhancements.

  Korjh had told her about sending out the invitations to the gathering he was planning. He wanted her to wear the new gown he’d bought for her. If she were wearing the dress, then he needed something as formal to wear. Now that the new language was being integrated into her mind, she would have to look online to see what appropriate clothing was available for him. Either of their tablets could scan him and determine size.