Bane

I turn around and look at her standing against the door. Her hair is wet, plastered to her face and neck. I want to lick every drop of water off of her skin, taking one piece of clothing at a time until she’s left standing naked before me.

But I can’t decipher her mood. Is she mad that I called her mine? She doesn’t look mad but I can’t read her. I’m frozen in place, unsure of what to do next. “He was a thief, ready to take you and sell you. I only claimed you were mine so he would leave you alone.”

“I know,” she says. “But now that you have me, I want to know what you’ll do with me.”

She pulls the ties of her cloak so it loosens and pools around her feet. Her white blouse clings to her body, giving me glances of what she’s hiding underneath. The cropped black pants that she is still wearing from the day of the treaty signing cling to her curves, making my mouth water. Whatever is happening right now, it isn’t a good idea. If we cross this line, the end game becomes messy. More messy than it is already. But I’m a man that has been locked away for years. I need this and I’m not strong enough to deny her.

“First, I would strip you out of those wet clothes.” Her lips part seductively, curving in a small smile. She’s happy that I’m playing her game.

“That sounds like a good place to start. Do you want to do it or should I?” She still hasn’t moved away from the door. I continue to watch her, trying to read her cues, figure out what she wants. Her eyes don’t leave mine when her fingers reach up and undo the top button. I’m not sure where this is all coming from, but soon enough the anticipation in my chest is going to burst through, leaving me in a puddle of need on the floor. She adds her other hand while I watch, undoing each button slowly, one at a time, all the way down to the bottom of her top. Instead of removing her shirt once it’s open, she moves to her pants, unbuttoning the top and sliding the zipper down as far as it will go.

“I might need help getting out of these clothes. They’re so wet.” She crooks her finger and motions for me to come to her. I want to but my feet won’t move. “Come on, big boy,” she says. She pulls her arms out of her top, letting it fall to the floor at her feet. She’s wearing a lacy bra the color of her skin and it hugs her tits together, teasing me, tempting me. Something inside of me snaps and I cross the room and am on her in seconds. My hand fists her hair so I can pull her head back and claim her lips with my own. My kiss is hard and urgent, there’s no way I can find restraint right now.

When her lips are swollen from my attentions, I spin her around so she’s facing the door before I drop to my knees and use my hands to yank down her pants. I take it all down with one swipe until her perfectly round ass is bare before me. I take her cheeks in my hands and squeeze. This ass has been all I could picture ever since I saw her getting out of the bath. It feels so much better in my hands.

With just as much eagerness, I slide my hands up her body until I’m cupping both of her tits from behind. She moans loudly and readjusts herself against the door. Her hands are flat, palms down supporting herself while I take my time and feel every inch of her. I stand up and lean my cock into her ass while I take off her bra. I want her to know how hard I am for her.

“Now that I’m out of these clothes, what are you going to do with me?” She presses her ass back against me and when she feels my cock press against her again, she moans. I make quick work of pulling down my pants so I can free my cock and feel her skin against my own.

“What do you like?” I whisper in her ear but there’s nothing patient about it. She’s slowly releasing the beast inside of me without even realizing it.

“No, I’m yours.” She turns her head to the side, making sure I hear her. “I want you to fuck me like you own me.”

Her words speak directly to the primal animal inside of me. The one who will mark his territory so there’s no question what is his.

“Well then, first things first. I want to see what an Earthling’s cunt looks like.” I grab her around the waist and throw her over my shoulder. This room is very different from our stay in the brothel, but neither one of us notices it. All that matters is the bed against the far wall. I toss her down on the mattress, enjoying the way her tits bounce.

She smiles up at me before her eyes drift down to my cock. For the first time, her playful smile falters as her eyes grow large.

“Wow,” she says simply. “You’re so big.” She slides to the end of the bed so she can get a closer look. “Are those ridges?” My cock distracts her. I’m ready to plunge this aching beast inside of her but she is caught up with her curiosity. Her fingers reach out and very gently rub along the sides of my cock. “They are ridges. And they’re thick.” She looks up at me, excitement plastered on her face.

I nod. This doesn’t seem at all strange to me, but obviously on Earth their males are built differently.

“I bet they feel really good inside,” she says, breathlessly. She looks up at me again and licks her lips. Her face has a soft pink glow to it, making her look even more desirable than before.

“I’m happy to show you,” I finally say. “But first, show me how you like to be touched. I need to know how to please you.”

She hesitates but then a moment later her fingers trail over her thigh before they plunge into her cunt.

“Lie back. And go slow,” I tell her, putting my hand on her arm to slow her down.

With a quick nod of understanding, she lies down on the bed and spreads her legs in front of me. It takes all of my willpower not to get on my knees and explore her myself. That can wait. For now, I need her to show me the best way to pleasure her. She spreads her folds and uses her finger to massage the nub of skin in the center. Her finger rolls over the nub and circles around it, at times moving down where she pushes her finger inside for a bit before returning to the nub. It doesn’t take long for her hips to move along with her, her head tipped back as her breathing speeds up.

My cock aches and I lose the battle with my willpower. I position my hands underneath her ass and pull her to the edge of the bed until her glistening cunt is within reach of my mouth. As soon as she moves her fingers, I bend down lick her wetness. Her scent combined with her taste is too much for me. I become ravenous, opening my mouth and sucking her slick folds, letting my tongue explore and taste every inch of her. Remembering how her fingers disappeared inside of her, I move my tongue to that place and push it into her warmth. She exclaims loudly on the bed, her hands grabbing onto my head and holding me in place. I push my tongue as far inside of her as I can before I move back up and massage her small pink nub with my tongue. I repeat these actions over and over until I feel her body tense, her hands gripping my head so hard I wouldn’t be surprised if she has yanked out some of my hair. She rocks her cunt aggressively against my face and then suddenly she slows, a moment later a warm gush of liquid coats my tongue, filling my mouth with her sweet honey.

She relaxes on the bed, clearly properly pleasured but my cock still aches something fierce.

“I’m not done with you yet,” I tell her.

She stretches her arms above her head and smiles. “I hope not.”

Climbing up the bed, I straddle her, sliding my cock between her tits. I’ve been fantasizing about these from the moment I saw her in that tavern. I use my hands to message them and press them together, adding pressure to my cock. When I start to thrust, I know it won’t take long before I lose it. After so many years, who can blame me? When Elena grips around the base with her hand, the orgasm explodes through me, my cum spraying jets of liquid all over her chest. I rub it over her beautiful, perfect mounds of flesh, marking my territory.

“I’m still not done with you,” I tell her, my heart pounding in my chest from such a powerful release.

“You can keep going?” She sounds surprised. Again, another difference between Suthune and Earthlings.

“Yes.” I lean down and kiss her, passionately. I’ve never felt this kind of connection with another. Not with a friend, or a lover.

“Amazing,” she says, her words getting lost in my mouth as I claim her again with my kiss.