Chapter Twelve
Faro escorted Amy all the way to her bedroom.
He’d flown her back to Bleak Bay on a small shuttlecraft. She’d spent the entire trip with her nose pressed against the heat-tempered windows, taking it all in.
It’s not like she’d ever get the chance to be in space again. Faro had taken it slow, so she could enjoy the journey. If Amy didn’t have to keep this trip a secret, she would’ve taken a million selfies.
Amy walked in the door and slumped down on the mattress. Her legs wobbled like jelly, and she had a serious headache.
“Do you have any other questions, sweeting?”
“Not yet.” Amy was still mulling things over.
“Then I have a question for you. Does knowing who I am, what I am, bother you?”
“No, I’m surprised, stunned, actually.” Amy sighed. “Yet, I should’ve seen it sooner.”
“Should I be offended by that remark?” Faro sat beside her.
Amy giggled. “No, but I had all kinds of theories about you guys, like you were really into Ren fairs, or you lived in this remote village and had no contact with the outside world. Oh, hey, you aren’t the Smith brothers, huh?”
“No, it’s an alias, but we gave you our real first names. My brothers and I are knights.”
“You’re a knight?” Although, she saw it in his actions. He had a courtly way about him.
He dipped his head. “Yes, my father was a member of the king’s guard. He pledged himself and his issue to the crown.”
“His issue?”
“Yes, meaning me, his child.”
“You said you never had a father.”
He smiled tightly. “I never met the man. Like my brothers, I was raised in the garrison.”
“So you didn’t volunteer to be a knight? This was a birthright kind of thing?”
“It was my honor, sweeting.”
It sounded like Faro had never known a home, or family of his own. While her father had been ripped away from her, at least she’d had the opportunity to have one.
“You didn’t really answer me before. Does any of this make you feel differently about me?” His voice lowered.
“No, not really.” If anything, the revelation repaired their relationship. She understood why he’d kept everything under wraps.
“I’m pleased to hear it.” Faro moved a bit closer, and his leg brushed hers.
Oh, wait. He’s hitting on me. Amy realized this was the first time he’d been in her bedroom.
An alien wants to sex me up. How very Captain Kirk. She clapped a hand over her mouth to stifle an inappropriate burst of laughter.
“You’re attractive, but this is all new to me.”
“Allow me to ease your fears. I’ll tell you anything you’d like to know.”
Amy bit the inside of her cheek. “I’m not trying to be offensive, but are there, um, tentacles?” She vaguely gestured to his lap. Amy had seen things she couldn’t unsee in dark corners of the internet. “I can’t do those.” Faro’s anatomy might be very different from hers.
“No tentacles, I promise.” He winked. “Though there’ll be a surprise or two in store for you, I’m certain.” Faro placed his hands in the pockets of his trousers, as though trying to draw her attention to his hips.
Like what?
“In general, I’d rather not be surprised when it comes to sex.”
He scratched his chin. “I’m unfamiliar with the intricacies of earthly human anatomy. How many cocks do your males have?”
“Is that a trick question?”
“Have you ever heard of diphallia?”
“Nope.” And she didn’t like the sound of it.
“I have two phalluses to pleasure you with.”
She blinked. “Wow, two, and I thought the Doctor was cool for having a pair of hearts, but this is much better.”
“Who’s this Doctor? You mentioned him once before.”
“It doesn’t matter. So Iradian women have two vaginas?”
“Yes.”
Yikes, that time of the month must be super fun.
“And are both of your, er, penises functional?” Was it peni, instead?
Faro smirked. “Very much so. Anytime you’d like a demonstration, let me know.”
Her cheeks burned.
The concept of two dicks might be harder to accept than the whole alien thing. Amy was unclear on how the technical aspects would work. Although, he’d referenced anal sex before, so maybe he meant double penetration?
“How would you and I…” Amy trailed off, unsure of how to finish the sentence.
“From my understanding, you have two orifices located close together.”
She gulped. “Yes, we do. Wait, I thought you weren’t familiar with our bodies.”
“I misspoke. I’m unacquainted with male anatomy. I might’ve seen a female diagram or two. And to answer your question, I’d take you in both places.”
“Oh.” She should be scared. After all, this was an alien who wanted to mate with her, and yet, she was turned on.
He scooted a bit closer. “Allow me the pleasure of your touch, and I’ll take you to the stars and beyond.”
As alien pickup lines go, it was a damn good one.
And then Amy could see the bulge in his trousers, knew he wanted her. She’d already started to get wet for him. Her body evidently knew what it wanted. Amy had to admit, she was really curious.
He wrapped an arm around her. “Kiss me.”
Shivering, she pressed her lips to his. Like before, she melted into him. Somehow, Amy thought it would be different because she knew everything, but it wasn’t. If anything, she wanted him more. She’d finally gotten to the bottom of her questions, and it was a relief.
And staying away from him had been sheer torture.
Faro cradled the back of her head, tilting it, and then plundered her mouth. She opened for him readily, eager for his kiss.
As he tasted her, his other hand drifted over her body, teasing, tempting her. Faro kissed his way down the length of her throat, pausing to lick the hollow, before nipping her collar bones. He cupped a breast through her sweater, weighing it in his hand and then palmed the other. When she didn’t protest, he slid the edge of her sweater up and then over her head, leaving her in a white cotton bra.
She suddenly wished she’d worn something sexier, but Amy hadn’t anticipated sleeping with Faro today. Although, he didn’t seem to mind. Faro sighed as he bent to taste them. Her nipples were already hard, poking through the thin cotton.
He sucked one through the fabric, and she hissed. It was such a tease. Amy wanted his mouth on her, needed him. As though he’d heard her silent plea, Faro lifted her breasts over the cups so he could suck them at his leisure. He loved first one and then the other.
“I can’t decide which one I like best.” Amy wondered if she’d have the same problem when it came to his cocks.
She reached for him, but Faro shook his head.
“No, I’m in control, sweeting, not you. Come, we’ll take a shower together. I’ve been dreaming of having you there for weeks.”
And then he dragged her into the bathroom.
***
Faro turned on the taps, and then shucked his trousers. Amy peeled off the rest of her clothing, too, revealing her delicious figure to his avid gaze once more. And she was, indeed, perfect.
His cocks stood tall and proud. One was long and thick, towering above a thicket of golden hair covering his balls. The other was shorter, thicker, and located just below.
His instincts urged him to take Amy, take her now, but he held off. Faro wanted to tease her, make her needy for him. He wouldn’t swive her until she was on edge, desperate to come.
He grasped the shower nozzle, running it playfully all over her body. And then he got behind her, pushing a hand between her legs, cupping her sex. She was warm and wet for him. Faro knelt before her and licked her, sucking and nibbling her. Amy tasted sweet, reminiscent of fruit. Every now and then, he placed a finger in her mouth so she could taste herself.
When she was moaning for him, hips shaking, he stood, so Faro could latch onto her nipples once more. He ran a hand up and down the length of her body squeezing and caressing as he suckled.
And then she grasped his upper cock, stroking it, bringing the pulsing length to a full erection. As she played with him, Faro groaned.
“I need you on your knees, sweeting. Suck me.”
Amy knelt and took his larger dick into her mouth as he cupped the back of her head. She swirled her tongue around and around the tip. She had the most talented little mouth. If she didn’t stop, he’d spill himself any moment.
“Now taste the other.” Before this night was through, his dicks would enter every hole she possessed. And he’d have those big breasts, too. Faro dreamed of pushing his cocks between the creamy mounds.
Afterward, Amy sucked the shorter one, taking her time, tonguing the head.
He clenched his jaw, trying to hold back.
“Now switch between them.”
She split her attention between the two, taking one and then the other, back and forth until his moans became unbearable. Faro’s legs shook, and he pushed her away, lest he shame himself.
“I can’t take anymore, sweeting.”
He shut the water off and then wrapped her in a thick towel. After he took one for himself, he hauled her to the bed and pushed her down onto all fours. That’s the way he wanted her, from behind so he could savor every luscious inch.
Amy called to the animal within.
Faro dipped one thick finger into the warm center of her. Her tight quim was already dripping with want, needing him. She clenched around his fingers, and he spread the moisture from her pussy up to her tight pink hole, slowly edging a fingertip in. Faro took his time, anointing her with the wetness, and easing his digit in and out, until she was moaning with need, shaking with want.
Faro was on fire.
His cocks were so hard, both of them straining, raring to get inside her. And then he entered her. He gritted his teeth, trying not to let loose. He wanted to ride her for hours, lose himself in her tight wet flesh.
Faro fucked her, slow and steady at first, letting her get used to the pressure and fullness. And when she moaned, relaxed and opened further to him, he pushed faster and harder. As he took Amy, Faro kissed her neck and shoulders.
Then Faro grasped her hips and pounded into her, claiming her as his own. He couldn’t resist slapping her rounded little arse. Faro loved the shape of it, the size. He adored the way it shook when he slid deep inside.
Faro clasped her waist and slammed into her even harder. He wanted Amy never to forget him. As he crashed into her tight quim and helpless arsehole, she cried out for more and then he went deeper, balls deep. He wanted to fill her, own her, somehow. It was fast and rough, needy and greedy, and exactly what he’d been craving.
They were both on the verge of coming, yearning for relief. With a wail, Amy came for him and he stilled inside her as the release rolled through him, like an ocean wave.
Afterwards, he pulled out ever so slowly. His seed streamed from both her holes and the sight was mesmerizing. He’d marked her as his. The Drake within roared in satisfaction.
My mate. My woman. Mine.
Now that he’d sampled Amy, he was doomed to want her again and again. Normally after he’d had his way with a woman, the desire ebbed.
Not this time.
Instead, the feelings intensified, and they almost overwhelmed him. Faro couldn’t quite get a handle on them. And if Amy was his, he’d become hers.
Amy wrapped her arms around him, holding him close. Faro was more than an oddity to her, a strong, handsome man to ride and then forget. She didn’t see him as a beast. No, she saw the man. Although, she didn’t yet know the beast existed, or what his real purpose in being here was.
For now, he basked in her acceptance.
But Faro feared her reaction. What if she rejected him? Pushed him away? Cut him out of her life for good next time?
Faro held on tight, and vowed never to let Amy go.