Chapter Twelve

JAYNE

The Auxem had built a temple, reception room, and honeymoon suite on a piece of land outside the city. There were going to be a lot of weddings in a short period. They wanted things constructed to precise specifications. After the first trial group departed Earth, the building would always be available for weddings. We expected our planets to intermarry for some time.

Arnon and I walked through the door of the honeymoon suite, and I instantly felt uncomfortable. I cursed myself silently. I was in love with this guy. He made me laugh and took me flying. He was my husband, for crying out loud.

My hands were trembling.

“Nervous?” Arnon was reading my mind, or at the minimum, my body language.

“I’m not nervous about the sex.”

“That makes one of us.” He gave me an anxious smile.

“At least you know what’s going to happen. Don’t you?”

“I do now.” His eyes darkened with a lust that made me wonder what this alien had in store for me.

“Are you going to be kind enough to tell me?” I swallowed and tried to keep my composure. He was looking at me like he wanted to lick my whole body.

“Nope.” The tension crackled between us. “The woman isn’t supposed to know. You’ll find out soon enough. Only the first ritual, the consummation of the marriage, is scripted. After that, we have a lot of freedom. One thing you might want to know is that we have to fuck five times in the first twelve hours.”

I put my hand over my mouth. “And this was before you were worried about the extinction of your people?”

“Once you see Auxem, you’ll understand. We’ve always been worried about our future. There’s a reason why we took to the skies.”

“And you want me to go live there?”

He shrugged. “It’s not as dangerous as it was in the old days. Back then, you were supposed to get your new wife pregnant right away in case you didn’t come back.”

I stared at him. “Who’s going to know if we don’t? Is someone watching us? How is that even possible?”

“I have a salve.” He didn’t bother answering my questions.

“Like a cream? That’s nice, I guess.”

His face turned red. “It’s to help your tissues heal quickly in case they get roughed up from too much friction.”

I raised an eyebrow at him. All of a sudden I realized whose tissues he meant. If my pussy was too sore, his alien medicine would let us fuck again until we hit the magic number. “Holy shit.”

“Come on, let’s get out of these fancy clothes and have some wine. Maybe we won’t feel so awkward around each other.” He pulled at his tie.

I laughed. “Good to know that it’s not just me. I’ll need you to unzip my dress.” I turned around.

He acted cool, but I could feel the mood change in the room. Desire filled the air. He reached for my zipper and drew it slowly down my back. The dress peeled away and started falling off my shoulders.

“You’re beautiful, Jayne.” He kissed my shoulder and neck.

I drew in a breath. I didn’t want wine anymore. All I wanted was Arnon. I turned and wrapped my arms around his neck.

His lips claimed mine, and I gasped into his mouth. His tongue plunged in and tangled with my own in a heated dance. I pulled him closer and threaded my fingers through his hair.

His hands were on my hips, and I felt his cock rubbing against my sex. I made a moan, which enflamed him more.

It was a good thing we had taken some of the steam off because otherwise, he wouldn’t have lasted five minutes. I wondered if he could fulfill the demands of the evening. Coming twice the night before was not going to give him a ton of stamina today. Yesterday was fun, and I supposed we would just have to do our best.

Arnon pulled away from the kiss, and he began to undress me. He slipped me out of the arms of the wedding dress and let it fall to the floor, leaving me standing in my slip.

He looked bewildered. “I just took off your clothes. Are there more underneath?”

“It’s a slip. We wear it under the dress.” My eyes rolled back in my head as he brought me to the bed and pushed me onto my back, coming over me and pinching my nipple through the thin silk fabric of the slip. His hands were everywhere, touching me through the smooth fabric until his hand moved between my legs. He put his hands beneath my clothes and found my panties, pulling them off and tossing them behind us. Once I was exposed, he returned his hand to my pussy.

I gasped at the sensations I felt through the flimsy material of the slip. I had created a monster who didn’t need my instructions to know how to please me. For a while, Arnon slid the material up and down over my clit. At the same time, he ran his hands over my breasts. He drove me crazy with desire, the way I had taught him.

Finally, he gave me what I wanted, and put a hand beneath the slip. His finger made a wet sound as he pushed my folds apart. It only took a few rubs for me to come with a groan.

Arnon looked at me in a way that made me want to grab him and ride his cock. But he was supposed to be in charge tonight. Even though it was an unfamiliar feeling for me, I liked it.

He held my gaze as he pulled me to a sitting position and pulled the slip over my head, undoing my bra and leaving me naked before him. I realized he was still fully clothed.

When he stood up and began undressing, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from his gorgeous body. His bare chest came into view. My fingers longed to touch him. He dropped his pants, revealing thick leg muscles. There was something else thick under his boxers, and I couldn’t wait to get my hands on it again.

“I have to go now.”

I frowned. “Excuse me?”

“I have to extend my wings.”

“We’re going to fuck with them showing? Okay, then.” I felt either excitement or fear. I wasn’t sure which.

“Relax.” He poured me a glass of wine. “I’ll be back before you know it.”

When he left, I moved to the back of the bed and leaned against the headboard, sipping the drink. My heart had slowed down, but I was still so aroused that it was hard for me to think clearly.

Why didn’t he pull his wings out here? I couldn’t follow the train of thought because of my dazed, sex-starved state. After a minute I wondered what was taking him so long. I finished my glass and poured myself another. He returned with his wings showing, clad in only his underwear.

This alien was going to fuck me.

Arnon noticed my chest rising and falling, and I saw his cock move. His hard-on was making a comeback. He came toward me. I could only think of having him inside me. He didn’t speak, lying me down on the bed, kissing and touching me until I was begging for more. He pulled me up and brought me over to an altar.

“You will give your body to me.” It sounded like he was following a ritual.

“Yes.” I couldn’t believe the way my voice sounded. I would. Anytime and anywhere.

He lifted me onto the altar in front of him. I was completely nude except for the platinum wedding band on my left bicep. With his eyes looking into my soul, he gently spread my legs. The material covering the altar was cool at first but quickly warmed up from my hot skin.

He stepped back for a moment and removed his clothing, standing at attention in front of me. I gasped.

“That’s not what we were playing with last night.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’re bigger now than before. Can you not see it?” My eyes felt enormous.

“It’s because of the increased blood flow when I have my wings out. I get a little wider.”

“It’s not a little anything. Are you going to be able to put that thing inside me?”

“I’ll fit. Don’t worry, Jayne.” He stepped closer and covered my mouth with his, effectively silencing me. He played with my breasts and dropped one hand to gently circle my clit, bringing me close to climaxing again. He never stopped kissing me, but I felt his finger penetrate me, pumping in and out. He added another finger, which started to feel tight. He curled them to stimulate my G-spot and soon I wanted to have him inside me. Instead, he put in another finger. I moaned as he stretched me, pumping in and out of my body.

Soon my body became accustomed to three fingers. I couldn’t believe it. Without warning, the fingers disappeared, and I felt the tip of Arnon’s cock pushing into me. I broke the kiss. “It’s too big.”

We were both on edge, him from holding back, me from being ready to come. He swallowed and pushed in an inch.

“I don’t know if I can do this.” Even as the words were out of my mouth, I felt myself stretching to accommodate him.

“Relax.” He bent his neck and sucked on my breast. I felt myself becoming wetter than before. He pushed in again, making me gasp, then dropped his hand between us and touched my clit.

“Oh God, Arnon.” I spread my legs wider and pushed my hips towards him, which had the effect of moving him further inside. He was sweating and somehow refraining from slamming into me.

“I don’t know how slowly I can go,” he ground out.

“Please.” I didn’t know if I was asking him to stop or keep going. Either way, we had to finish it.

He flapped his wings, drawing my attention to the white feathers. The motion distracted me before he gave a grunt and thrust himself all the way inside me.

“Fuck!” I screamed. I felt his pelvis make contact against me.

He sheathed himself all the way to the hilt. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, pulling Arnon tightly to me and preventing him from moving.

He rested his forehead on mine, breathing heavily. My nipples rubbed against his chest, sending shudders through my body. We clung to each other for a long time, until the intimate contact began to make me want more again. My body had adjusted. I no longer felt as though he was going to split me in two. The only sensation I felt was fullness.

He wasn’t moving, but I wanted him to start. “Do it.”

“You should know that this is the moment when the bonding will occur. It’s supposed to be intense.”

“Stronger than this?” I shook with lust.

“We will form an emotional bond as well as an energetic one. It happens when we climax together. As soon as you’re coming, tell me, and I’ll come with you, assuming I can last that long.”

I lifted my eyebrows. “And what happens if you can’t?”

“We’ll have to start all over again.”

“Let’s just come together.” I didn’t know if I could handle him again. “You’re a little overwhelming, in the right way.”

“Are you ready?”

I took in everything. Candles filled the room, which gave a brightness to everything around me but maintained a secluded atmosphere. I was on the altar with my legs spread. Arnon stood between them, filling me tightly. We were holding each other’s hands until he released me and put his hands on the altar to brace himself. He pulled all the way out and fluttered his wings before he thrust back inside me.

My eyes rolled back in my head at the pleasure. It felt like he was stimulating every nerve ending in a new way. I anticipated a fantastic climax, as long as the sensation didn’t kill me first.