Torin

The time we spend together is nothing short of magical.

I don’t know why the warden placed her in this cell with me. I think he wanted to punish her, but all he’s done is rewarded us both with something truly amazing. I have found my mate. I know that to be true with every fiber of my being.

It’s not something I can explain or put into words — it’s just something I know with all my heart.

The universe works in strange ways. Sometimes, when I watch her sleep, I wonder if all I’ve been through — the isolation, the hardships — has just been a test? Something I had to endure in order to find my mate?

If it was, then it’s all been worth it. Her head is resting on my chest, and I twirl a strand of her hair around my finger. I love the scent of her hair.

The only thing I love more is the scent of her core. Her pussy, as she calls it. And the taste — by the Zorans, the taste. The only thing better than that is watching her squirm, watching her claw at the sheets, watching her throw her head back and keep her eyes closed as she moans my name, as her entire body shivers and shakes. I love watching her become lost to the world and drift into a realm of pure pleasure. I feel proud that I can bring her such pleasure.

It’s more than I ever dared to wish for. I had resigned myself to my cruel fate. My life was in the hands of the warden and the guards, and the clock was ticking. No human would ever care about me, or so I thought.

Nora has changed everything.

She’s shown me that humans can be kind and caring. I found love in her arms, true, unconditional love.

And make love to her I did, all night long. I don’t think she slept at all this night. Only when she straight up passed out did I stop.

I simply can’t resist. I want a whole lifetime of this. I want to build a life with her, start a family, someone far away, a cottage overlooking an open field with plenty of space for the both of us, plenty of space for our children to roam free, far away from human and Zoran society.

I’ve seen enough of society, enough of walls. All I want is Nora.

All I need is her legs wrapped around me. All I want is her hot mouth and even hotter body.

Give me that and I’m happy.

A guard approaches. I’m out of the bed and into my jumpsuit in a second. I’m not sure what they’d do if they knew of our union, but it can’t be good. Happiness never lasts long in Blackgate.

The door opens and the guard eyes me suspiciously.

“What?” I ask.

“You two ready to work today?”

“No.”

He cocks his head. “Why the fuck not?”

I glance at Nora. She’s in no state to work, the poor thing is exhausted.

“She’s not feeling well.”

“Hm. Should I get the doctor?”

“No need,” I say. “The food just doesn’t agree with her. I will take care of her.”

The guard shrugs and throws the door back in its lock. I lose the jumpsuit and jump back into bed with my mate, my partner, my everything. I know we’re going fast, but there’s a connection, a chemistry, a trust there. It’s like we’ve known each other for decades.

And I can’t wait another moment.

I crawl between her legs and kiss my way up. Her legs part automatically, and her rich scent surrounds me. It drives me absolutely wild. I kiss her between the legs, right on that small, sensitive nub that drives her crazy. Her clit, she calls it.

Human anatomy has never been among my core interests, but I seem to have a knack for it. I find all of her spots with ease, like I have an instinct for pleasing her. I drag my tongue up and down her wet lips, and her hands move to the back of my neck. She wakes up with a moan.

“What are you doing?” she asks, still drunk with sleep.

I flick my tongue against her sensitive nub, and she shudders with pleasure. Nora knows exactly what I’m doing now.

“Oh God,” she moans as her hands travel down to my broad shoulders. “You couldn’t even wait for me to wake up, could you?”

“I can never control myself around you,” I growl. “I’m going to wake you up like this every morning from now on, for the rest of your life.”

“I could get used to that real quick,” she says.

Neither of us have forgotten my sentence but worrying about that now is a waste of time. Time we could spend in each other’s arms. All we have is this moment, and I want to enjoy it completely, with my full attention. Help is, supposedly, on the way.

Right now, I push those thoughts away and just focus on bringing my mate to a climax. My tongue works its magic, long, deep strokes that cover every inch of her luscious, tasty, delicious cunt.

Her breath quickens. I know exactly what that means — she is close. I flick her clit rhythmically as my fingers tease her wetness. She bucks against my mouth as she comes, biting the pillow to muffle her moans. I can still tell she’s moaning my name, and it fills me with pride.

“Good morning,” I grin as I crawl up and lay down next to her. She kisses my lips, and I’m happy to see she can’t stop smiling.

“You’re unbelievable,” she says. “Are you ever sated?”

“How can I ever be sated with a mate as beautiful as you?”

She reaches down and squeezes my erection. “I assume you now expect me to return the favor, hm?”

I shake my head. “I don’t expect a thing.”

“Yeah, right,” she says. “I’ve never heard of a guy who gives head and doesn’t want some in return.”

“I’m not your average guy,” I remind her.

“That you most certainly are not.”

“I won’t stop you,” I laugh, “but tasting you is its own reward.”

Nora cuddles up to me, pressing her naked breasts against my broad chest. She trails her tongue down, towards the massive tent I’m pitching.

“If you don’t want to, you don’t have to,” I say. I realize I still don’t know everything there is to know about human mating rituals, but I don’t like the implication that my pussykisses were transactional. Who does such a thing? I kiss her because I want to. No more, and no less.

She gives me a warm, loving smile and grabs the base of my erection. “I want to, trust me,” she says as she throws the covers back. “You’re so big, oh my god. I’ve wondered what you’d taste like since the first moment I saw you in all your glory.”

Without warning she leans down and drags her tongue up the length of my cock. The feeling of her soft, warm, wet tongue on my hardness is amazing, and a moan escapes my lips.

“I wanted nothing more than to just open my mouth and let you slide your hard cock right between my hot lips,” she says.

“Me too,” I say. “I had to fight my very instinct itself to stop myself.”

“I wish you hadn’t,” she says as she kisses her way down, all the way to my balls. She then drags her tongue back up, towards the gold, shimmering head, that is now absolutely dripping with my juices.

“I wish you would’ve grabbed my neck and guided this big, hard cock of yours into my mouth and used me right there and then, made me swallow ever drop of your Zoran cum, I wish you would’ve used my body to take out all your lust and frustration. I would have let you, you know. A cock this big doesn’t deserve to go that long without a release.”

She rubs my balls with one hand, stroking the length with another, the head of my cock resting against her outstretched tongue. “You can deposit your load inside of me whenever you want,” she says in a sultry voice.

I am terribly aroused — and confused. I sit up straight, placing my hands on her naked shoulders. “Do you mean that?” I ask seriously.

She grins and slaps the head of my cock against her tongue. “What do you think, genius?”

I furrow my brow. “I thought I was doing right by resisting my animal urges, but now you said I should have taken you? Right there in that room?”

Nora shakes her head, laughing. “It’s called dirty talk, baby. Role-playing. You know.”

I scratch my head. “What roles do we play?”

“You’re unbelievable,” she says as she leans down and takes my cock back into her mouth, soliciting another moan from me.

“You take everything literally, don’t you?” she asks with her mouth full.

I raise my eyebrow quizzically.

“You did well,” she reassures me. “Shoving a hard cock down someone’s throat is, generally speaking, not the way humans preferred to be greeted. It would have kinda freaked me out if you had done so, to be honest. But that doesn’t mean I didn’t fantasize about it.”

“Did you really?” I ask, my breathing heavy.

“Of course I did,” she says as she continues to play with my hard cock, her hand now a blur, her tongue finding the sensitive slit on the top of my cock.

“I love your taste,” she says. “You know, I meant what I said about my body being yours now. Feel free to deposit your load inside of me whenever you want to, baby. My mouth, my pussy, all my holes are yours to use.”

“By the Zorans,” I groan as I buck my hips. Every inch of me feels like it’s on fire. This mouth of hers is driving me mad — both her words and her tongue.

“That’s it,” she whispers. “Let me taste you!”

I can’t hold back.

I shoot my load into her mouth. She wraps her hot lips around the head of my cock, swallowing load after load of it as I pump her full of my cum.

My head falls back on the pillow, completely and absolutely spent.

She lays down on top of me, kissing me on the lips. “Did you like that?”

“You have no idea,” I say. “You have absolutely no idea.”

She looks satisfied. “Let me explain. Dirty talk is when you say things you don’t… necessarily mean, you just say them because it’s hot. And role-playing is when you pretend you’re someone else. For fun. It doesn’t mean anything.”

“Why would I be someone else? Am I not enough?”

Nora shakes her head. “You are more than I can handle, big guy, trust me. More than I’ll ever need. It’s not that you’re someone else, it’s… a game. A scenario. Like, for example, wouldn’t it be hot if you were, say, a Zoran general who made first contact with humanity, and I was the human ambassador sent to welcome you, and you showed me the way of your people by, say… bending me over your starship cruiser and having you way with me?”

I grin, my hand finding her naked ass. “That does sound appealing, yes. If you don’t stop talking now, I will be ready to go again… or was that your plan all along?”

She laughs. “Maybe, maybe not.”

“You have a dirty mind, human. I love it.”