9
Kess
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Kess liked the way she closed her eyes and shivered when he pressed his lips to hers. Satisfaction filled him when she returned his kiss, relenting with a soft moan that undid his control.
Slipping his hands down to cup her backside, he guided her against him fully as he slipped his tongue into her warm, sweet mouth. He wanted her to feel exactly what she did to him, how much he needed her.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, molding her round breasts against his chest. His healing wounds objected to the movement, but he ignored it.
She was impossibly soft, her flesh silken. His desire for her made everything else insignificant. With this breathtaking woman in his arms, he couldn’t believe he’d ever been content to be alone.
He slipped his hand under her short dress. Since collecting her from the palace, the sight of her exposed, creamy thighs had kept him in a constant state of semi-hardness.
He had seen what lay beneath the light material of her Earth clothing. He had touched her, tasted her, enjoyed the sound of her gasping his name as she found release by his hand. He intended to do it all again and more.
Her flesh quivered as he skimmed her thigh. Her whimper encouraged him, sent his questing hand higher to touch the damp heat between her legs. He broke their kiss and dragged his mouth along her smooth neck. The delicious, needy noises escaping her lips made him hard almost to the point of painfulness.
“I’m going to fuck you right now, right here,” was his growled promise.
“Mm… but you owe me something first.” She moved her hand between them, squeezing him gently over his trousers. “This.” He groaned, his hard length twitching eagerly against her palm. “I want to suck it.”
She dropped to her knees before him. He reached down to help her but she batted his hand away.
“I can do it.”
And she did, her warm hand gripping him and pulling him free. Pride surged through him at her slackened mouth and widened eyes as she pumped him experimentally.
“We have a problem, Commander,” she said, her lips curved up. “This isn’t going to fit.”
Kess smirked down at her, liking the sound of her voice wrapped around his title. He sank his fingers into her hair, drawing her forward.
“It will fit. Put it in your mouth and see.”
She did as he ordered, lapping at the moisture at the tip before sucking the head into her hot mouth. His fingers tightened in her hair as her tongue swept over his flesh. He groaned, fighting the impulse to shove himself into her. She sucked him in as far as she could manage, then she sighed softly, her eyes drifting shut as if she genuinely enjoyed having her mouth full of his cock.
“You have never looked more beautiful,” he growled.
Karen opened her eyes, the brilliant blueness flashing with a challenge that said she would make him repent his comment. Kess welcomed the punishment, the sweet agony of her lips sliding up and down his length in an intentionally torturous rhythm.
She pulled off of him, her hand continuing to jerk him as she kissed a path down his shaft in a loving, worshipful manner. Every press of her lips made him twitch in response and sent a shiver to the base of his spine.
It was an intensely erotic sight to see this stunning, wholesome human female down on her knees before him, her legs spread, her plump pink lips wrapped around his length. He couldn’t take it anymore. As much as he longed to hold her head in place and drive himself into her, he wanted more. He’d wanted her for too long to delay it any further.
He slipped out of her hot, wet mouth and pulled her to her feet. He crushed his mouth against hers in an unpolished kiss as he dragged the straps of her dress from her shoulders.
The material slid to the floor once he pushed it past her hips, and the flimsy cloth covering her sex went next. She stood naked before him, nibbling on her lip in that nervous manner he’d come to familiarize with her.
Gods, she was perfect. Her eyes sparkled in the dim light, her creamy skin was flushed pink and devoid of the tattoos common to his people. It made her seem exotic. Kess removed his own clothing in a far more leisurely pace, so he could enjoy the glorious sight before him, never taking his eyes off of her.
She was a prize he’d never known existed, never dreamt to possess, yet now she was his.
Karen’s appreciative gaze as she regarded his naked body pleased him. She glided her fingertips over the tattoos on his arms, across his chest, down his abdomen, smoothing over the network of scars left behind from the Muridian attack.
“The person who did this to you is dead, right?” she asked, her eyes burning with vindictiveness on his behalf.
“Yes.”
“Good.”
She gripped him boldly, pulling a sharp sound of pleasure from him at her touch. She rose up on her toes to plant a chaste kiss on his lips.
“I’m ready. You can fuck me now, Kess.”
Oh, he will. He held her waist and lifted her. She wrapped her hands around his neck, and her legs around his hips. He relished the contact of her smooth, supple skin, more so the dripping wetness between her legs pressed against his rock hard flesh.
“This is what you want,” he said against her ear, raising her so his tip pushed against her entrance.
“Yes… yes…” she moaned, squirming to take more of him. “Please, Kess…”
He buried his face in her neck, inhaling harshly as he pushed into her, savouring her gasp. Her fingers sifted through his hair, her nails digging into his scalp.
He claimed her mouth again, kissing her deeply, hungrily, as he began to slide her up and down his shaft.
“Being inside you is where I was always meant to be.”
And she sighed her agreement. He stepped forward and leaned her against the glass, anchoring her. Moving his forearms under the backs of her knees, he spread her legs wide so she could take him as deep and as hard as he wished.
“Oh my god…” She arched her back away from the glass, inclining her neck. He feasted on the sight of her breasts bouncing with each of his thrusts, then dipped his gaze to her stomach where his baby thrived. A part of him embedded in her, linking her to him forever.
Her walls tightened, her body trembled. He didn’t relent even though her slick channel spasming around him, and her crying his name threatened to finish him before he was ready. He kept fucking her against the glass wall of his observatory.
He drove into her, spearing her again and again. Her unique scent mingling with his, the softness of her skin, her tiny moans and sighs of pleasure, her heat enclosing him like a glove all conspired against his control.
As if she knew, she cupped his face, pulling him close.
“I want to feel it, Kess,” she whispered. “I want to feel you coming inside me.”
“Karen…” he groaned. He kissed her hard, slamming into her deep. His legs shook from the force of his explosive release in her tight warmth. She came with him, rocking her hips in tandem with his as shivered in his arms.
“You better not put me down,” she said with a breathy laugh, her eyes sparkling. “I don’t think I can stand. I’m nothing but goo.”
“That’s not good enough,” he said. He rearranged his hold of her so she could wrap her legs around his waist again, ensuring he was still encased in her delicious heat. “You are still conscious, still able to speak coherently.” He smirked at her as he carried her to his chambers. “I must fix this.”